i had every intention of letting you sleep. i did. and then you shifted and the blanket slipped and you made a small sound and something in me just…couldn't.
lying there for a moment first. watching you. the way you look when you're completely unguarded. your face soft. your breathing slow and even. completely trusting in a way you only are when you're asleep.
hand finding you slowly. so slowly. resting against you first. reveling in your warmth. feeling you breathe. in and out. in and out. still fast asleep.
staying like that for a long time. my hand resting there. feeling the soft of you. giving you time. giving myself time. telling myself i was just going to stay like this. just this.
starting to move. barely anything at all. the gentlest possible circles. so light you could almost convince yourself nothing was happening.
feeling you stir. just slightly. a small shift. another sound.
"shh." lips finding your hair immediately. "you're dreaming baby. just a dream. go back to sleep."
feeling you settle. your breathing deepening again. your body going heavy and soft.
waiting. completely still. making sure.
then starting again. the same impossible gentleness. feeling you respond even in sleep. your body so honest when your mind isn't there to second guess it. getting warmer under my hand.
watching every small thing that happens on your face. the way your brow softens slightly. the way your lips part just barely. the way your breathing isn't quite as even as it was.
your hips shifting. the smallest movement. unconscious. pressing slightly toward my hand without deciding to.
staying where i am. not chasing it. not giving more. letting your body find me when it’s ready.
fingers moving a little lower now. finding your hole so slowly. pressing inside carefully. feeling you take them even in sleep. your body opening so easily. so readily. even now. even like this.
another small stir. your hand moving slightly on the pillow.
"shh shh." pressing a kiss to your temple. your hair. rubbing slow circles on your back with my free hand. "still dreaming sweetheart. i've got you. just sleep."
feeling you settle back. your breathing evening out. your hand going still.
waiting again a few minutes before trying again.
then starting to move my fingers. barely anything. the slowest possible strokes. just enough to feel every small response your body gives me. every flutter. every clench.
feeling you get wetter around my fingers with every stroke. your body responding to every bit of me.
your hips starting to move now. sleepy and uncoordinated and involuntary. small rocking movements. your body finding something to chase without knowing what it is.
not speeding up yet. pressing a little deeper on each stroke. finding that spot.
a sharper breath escaping you. your hands gripping the pillow slightly.
"shh." so quiet. lips brushing your hair.
feeling you try to settle. feeling you not quite be able to. your body too present now. too aware of something even if your mind isn't.
fingers curling slightly. just slightly. feeling you clench immediately around them. feeling you get so much wetter.
your hips finding a rhythm now. slow and sleepy but consistent. rocking against my hand in your sleep. grinding forward slightly with every stroke of my fingers. your body taking over.
little sounds starting. the sounds you make when you're not thinking about how you sound.
letting your body do all the work. letting it build as slowly as it needs to.
watching your face. watching pleasure move across it while you're somewhere else. the way your brow softens. the way your mouth parts. the way everything in you that's usually held slightly tight just lets go.
your hips moving more urgently now. your breathing uneven. little whimpers escaping.
"shh baby." rubbing your back slow. "just a dream.“
feeling you get closer. feeling everything start to tighten. you clenching around my fingers more deliberately now. your hips pressing forward harder.
keeping the same pace. giving everything right where your body keeps coming back to find me.
feeling it build and build and build.
your breathing getting shorter. your sounds getting less controlled. your whole body tightening around my fingers.
your eyes opening. heavy and confused and not quite sure what's real. the disoriented look of someone caught between sleeping and waking.
feeling it hit you before you've even processed where you are. your body already there. already at the edge. already going over without asking permission.
finishing on my fingers while you're still half asleep. your hips pressing forward hard and staying. hands gripping the sheets. your whole body shaking through it while your eyes are still trying to focus.
fingers slowing but not stopping. working you through every aftershock.
until you've come down from every last second of your orgasm.
pressing a kiss to your warm sleepy face.
pulling you close. both arms. rubbing your back slow.
“you did so well, baby” lips curling slightly. "i couldn't help myself. you felt so good"
