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ellieswrldd · 9 months

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in your dreams

pairing: sleepy modern!ellie x f!reader

summary: waking up next to ellie after a long week and telling her about a dream you had about her ;)

content warnings: SMUT 18+ MDNI, scissoring, mentions of fingering and breast play, wet dream, use of the name baby on reader, profanity a/n: wanted to write a smutty one-shot abt sleepy ellie <33 hope this isn't too short

Imagine telling Ellie about a wet dream you had about her after not having sex in a while...❤️

Both of you had been working so often over the last week that you simply had been too tired for sex. Your schedules always seemed to overlap, so even when you had time off work, Ellie was busy at her own job. She was sweet about it, promising that as soon as she got the chance, she'd take a weekend off to make up for all of the lack of attention.

She lived up to her promise, finally getting some time off work to spend with you. The two of you spent the morning sleeping in until the sun peeked through the blinds and shone on your closed eyes.

You were the first to wake, sighing happily when you saw Ellie's face peaceful and seemingly well-rested. Gently, you ran your thumb across her cheekbones and down to her lips. She stirred slightly at your touch, her eyes eventually fluttering open to meet yours.

Ellie smiled upon seeing your face, taking in a slow breath and staring at you. She kissed your cheek and circled her hands around your waist, lazily pulling you to her side. "Morning, baby," Ellie murmured as her hands squeeze your waist gently. Her voice was slightly raspy and still a bit groggy from a long night's sleep.

"Good morning, Els." You said quietly, kissing her so sweetly that Ellie wondered if she was still dreaming. "Missed waking up like this," You breathed.

She ran a finger along the waistband of your pajama shorts and nodded. "I know, I've just been so busy with work, m'sorry baby," Ellie mumbled.

You stayed quiet for a moment, simply admiring her in the natural light. "Had a dream about you the other night, didn't have a chance to tell you 'bout it." You replied after a minute or two.

Ellie chuckled softly and raised a brow. "Oh, yeah? What was it about?" You toyed with the hem of her loosely fitting henley shirt.

"We went on a trip to some island...clear waters and sunshine everywhere..." You started. "And we were on a private beach, just me and you. It was so romantic,"

"Don't stop there, what’d we do on the beach?" Ellie grinned. Her hand rubbed along your thigh lovingly, gently moving it to lay across her hip.

"Well, you offered to help me apply some sunscreen, and I sat in front of you..." Your fingers slid under the hem of her shirt as you spoke. "You started by covering my back and shoulders, and then you pulled my back against your chest so you could cover my stomach and chest next." Ellie's breaths grew a bit heavier as she caught on to where your dream was headed.

"How'd I put the lotion on your chest, baby?" She whispered. You rested your palms on her toned stomach, tracing circles on her warm skin with your thumbs.

"You s-slid your hands under my bikini top and massaged my tits until I was getting noisy..." Your breath hitched and you stuttered as Ellie hooked the waistband of your shorts under her finger and slowly began to tug them down.

"And after that?" She murmured against your shoulder, kissing the skin there.

You let out a shaky breath when her fingers brushed against your panties. "You started rubbing my clit through my bikini bottoms, said I had to be patient in order for you to do anything else," Ellie's slender fingers ran up and down the strip of cloth covering your wet cunt.

Ellie hummed and smiled. "Did you listen? Were you a patient girl for me?" You moaned softly when she circled your clit with her thumb through the fabric of your panties.

"Y-Yeah, I stayed quiet and waited for you to fuck me with your fingers. You put two in and told me to ride them if I wanted to cum." Ellie groaned softly.

"Did you cum, baby?" She asked in a voice barely louder than a whisper. Her fingers were still rubbing your clit as she spoke, toying with you. You shook your head and felt your face grow hot.

"Couldn't cum, I woke up before I could...had to take a cold shower afterward."

"F-Fuck, you should've woken me up, I would've fucked you then and there..." Ellie muttered. After a moment, she pulled away from you, causing you to whine in disappointment. You watched her climb over you, swiftly removing the panties from your hips, and doing the same with her own boxers. "I'll make you cum, baby, promise." She positioned her hips over yours, carefully moving one of your thighs to lay over hers.

A brutal moan escaped your lips when you felt Ellie's weeping cunt slide against your own. Your sticky juices mixed with hers every time she ground down against you.

"Oh, oh my god, Ellie-" You whined as your clit rubbed against her slick folds. Her hips moved slowly but each movement was hard and applied just the right amount of pressure on your swollen clit.

"Fuckin' missed those sounds...love it when you moan my name like that..." She gasped in between her words, her grip on your thigh tightening. "Missed your pretty face, n' your pretty little pussy, fuck you're so perfect," Ellie gasped and started rocking her hips at a faster pace. It didn't take long for your orgasm to begin building up deep inside of you, your body so needy for release after all the pent-up arousal you'd been ignoring all week.

"Mmph- m'gonna cum! Ellie, I'm gonna-" You cried out, jerking your hips up into hers, desperate to get there.

"Yeah, cum for me, baby, fuck," She watched you closely as your face contorted into an expression of pure bliss and ecstasy, your sweet moans echoing throughout the room.

Ellie's orgasm comes only seconds after yours, you could tell by the breathy profanities pouring from her lips, and how her hips stuttered and jerked against yours. Once the wave of pleasure subsided, Ellie lie beside you, still breathing heavily. Her cheeks were flushed, and she looked at you with a smile.

"M'not done with you yet, have to make up for everything I didn't get to do to you this week..." She mumbled, pulling you into an intimate kiss. ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ tags: @ximtiredx , @asteroidzzzn , @ellabsprincess

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dandy-boy · 1 year

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sleepy sex where i can barely keep my eyes open and his hand is in my pants rubbing my clit and hes caressing my hair. yes please

#mlm ns/fw #ns/fw #dom/sub #ftm sub #gay ftm #t4t ns/fw #bd/sm dom #mlm thoughts #ftm nsft #mlm nsft #dom/sub dynamics #sleepy sex #somno

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ownedbyabassist · 5 months

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Woke up this morning to my bf grinding against me still half asleep so i woke him up properly by sucking him off :3

I love hearing those half asleep whines and moans, pretty much soaked my panties instantly

#nsft #soft somno #soft cnc #sleepy sex #sleepy sub #bl0wjob #0ral fixation #0ral #m0ans #m0mmy k!nk #male sub #nsft txt #txt.punkie

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stonermujer · 4 months

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Sleepy sex with Alex

-Contains: dubcon, female anatomy, mentions of quackitys real name, wet dream, slight mutual masturbation, barely proof read (lmao), aftercare-ish???, quackity has a slight thing for you ass

A/n: this is really half assed lmfao.

-Paring: Alex/quackity x fem!reader

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Wet dreams were uncommon for Alex. But he found himself unable to move on from his vulgar imagination. He woke up panting, face red and needy. His cock throbbing and he could argue that he almost came in his pants while he was dreaming.

He sighed and he rolled over to look at you. Which.. was to say the least a big mistake. Working him up even more. His eyes lingered to your chest down to your ass. Subconsciously biting his lip as he fought his perverted imagination.

He needed so badly to relive this tension. Palming at his bulge and letting out a throaty whine. He glanced over at you shuffling in your sleep.

He was feeling guilty but fuck he needed it so bad. His bucked his hips into your ass, grinding his clothed length and gently grabbing at your hips. He didn’t care if you woke up at this point rutting into your ass like an animal in heat.

Of course the friction woke you up and he noticed instantly. He wrapped a hand around your neck gently instantly making the heat dwindle to your core.

“Baby I’m just so needy.”

He practically whined in your ear and, fuck. It got you hot and bothered. His hands instinctively gripped your hips tighter making you whine.

Your hands instantly found their way to your panties, rubbing your clit. His hands found the band to your shorts and underwear pulling them down to your ankles.

“Wanna watch you play with your pretty clit.”

He whispered in your ear sending shivers down your spine. You could’ve thought he was in heat from how he was acting up. He pulled his own clothing off as well jerking off to the sight of your hand working deftly on your clit. Your were barely awake eyes shut in pleasure with quite moans escaping your mouth.

His hands palmed your ass as he asked you to lift your leg up sliding your shorts off and kissing the back of your head. His hand guiding his cock to your wet entrance as he held your leg up for you. He moaned burying his face in the crook of your neck as his girth bottomed out in you.

His hips rolled into you gently hitting your sweet spot with painful accuracy rewarding a whine from your throat. He’d mutter how sexy you were while his hand gently wrapped around your throat.

His hips sped up the sound of your moans and bodies slamming together. Your pussy clenched him with need making you moan his name as you came on his cock. His release not far along as his thrusts were uneven groaning as he came inside you.

He pulled out and praised you pressing kisses to your face as he slid your shorts up patting your ass.

You both went back to bed.

#quackity smut #quackity x reader smut #Alex quackity #sleepy sex #quackity drabble #quackity x reader #help this is really half assed #idk bro #ur mom #quackity shhshdhshs #deez nuts lmao

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violet-1atte · 3 months

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Highway to Heaven (Ride)

I forgot to post this here...oops

Summary: Minho wakes up horny and Jisung is willing

Tags: Smut, power bottom!Minho, top!Jisung, light somnophilia, needy Minho, morning sex

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Minho woke up hot. His body was coated in a thin sheen of sweat and his bangs were sticking to his forehead. Jisung’s body had been plastered to him the whole night, accounting for most of the heat. But there was also another problem. He was hard and so horny.

He’d had some kind of wet dream–one that he now couldn’t remember–but the effects still remained. And what was worse was the fact that he could feel Jisung’s own dick pressed against his lower back from how he was spooning him, and it was most definitely hard as well. His mouth filled with saliva and he gulped it down. When he shifted he could feel Jisung twitch behind him and it only made the burning need in his stomach intensify, the ache in his cock grow.

He didn’t want to wake Jisung up. They had been busy lately and Jisung had already fucked him well before they went to sleep, so Minho knew he couldn’t be greedy, but fuck. He was so horny it was making him dizzy. He needed something, anything. He felt so incredibly empty and it didn’t help that he was still stretched from when he had ridden Jisung previously. The ache still remained in his ass and his thighs and rather than satiating him, it only made him crave more.

Perhaps he could get up without Jisung waking and get off quickly. He tried wiggling out of his grasp, but that caused him to mumble in his sleep and stir. Shit.

He inhaled slowly through his nose and tried to picture anything at all that could get his hard cock to go down–old grannies, the ugly monster from the shitty horror movie he and Jisung had just watched–but nothing worked. Jisung had even shifted so now instead of his dick pressing into Minho’s back, it was pressed into his ass, so close yet so far away from where he actually needed it.

Minho instinctively rolled his hips back against Jisung’s crotch and suppressed a groan at the feeling. His stomach stirred and his cock twitched in the confines of his boxers. He needed to stop, go back to sleep, let Jisung sleep, he–

“Jagi.”

Minho gasped at the sound of Jisung’s sleep-addled voice, followed by a press of his hips against him. He shuddered and exhaled through his nose. “Hannie?” he whispered. When he got nothing in response he huffed and clenched his fists. He was doing that in his sleep. Minho gasped again when Jisung’s arms tightened around him and he was pulled closer to the warmth of his body. Fuck, fuck, fuck—

“Sung-ah. Jisungie,” Minho called, wetting his lips. Jisung would probably want to sleep, but he could go back to sleep while Minho had a little fun, right? “ Baby,” he sang, twisting around so that he could face his boyfriend. He poked Jisung’s cheek a couple times and after a moment he groaned and then his eyes fluttered open.

“Mm, hyung?” he mumbled, the raspiness of his voice sending shivers down Minho’s spine.

“Sorry for waking you, jagiya. I just woke up with a little… problem.” Now facing Jisung, he rolled his hips to meet Jisung’s, effectively grinding their cocks together. Jisung let out a startled whimper and the muscles in his jaw flexed. Goodness, he was gorgeous in the morning. His face was always a little swollen when he woke up, making his cheeks look extra fluffy, and his hair was tousled. Minho wanted to devour him.

“Ah–I’m sleepy though, hyung,” Jisung whined, just like Minho knew he would.

“You won’t need to do anything, Hannie,” Minho said, stroking Jisung’s cheek with his thumb. “I just need to sit on that pretty cock of yours.”

Minho could tell his words affected him by the way his Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat. He could even pick up on the slight change of breathing, the way Jisung’s breath hitched in his throat and then steadied out into shallower breaths. “‘M still half asleep though,” he said softly, but there was less protest in his voice. His cock was still fully hard against Minho, too.

“That’s okay, baby. I like when you’re all pliant for me,” Minho said, smirking at the way Jisung’s rosy cheeks darkened. He ran his hand up and down his side, humming at the feel of his soft, warm skin under his fingers. “Can I please ride you, jagi? You can just go back to sleep, I just want you inside me,” he breathed, his voice getting that desperate tone it often got when he woke up horny. He batted his lashes. “I’ll make you feel good too, Hannie.”

Jisung gulped audibly and Minho swore he could feel his cock twitch against him. “O-okay,” he answered. “But I can just lay here?”

Minho didn’t even attempt to keep the giddy grin off his face. He pressed a kiss to the corner of Jisung’s mouth and nodded. “Mhm, just lay there and let hyung use you, yeah?”

Jisung shuddered and nodded, his eyes glazing over. Minho took the opportunity with the position they were in and turned Jisung to face him so he could bring their lips together in a kiss. Jisung let him in easily, barely kissing back as Minho took the lead licking past his parted lips. He sucked his bottom lip between his teeth and his stomach fluttered at the whimper Jisung made. He loved having Jisung like this–so gentle, so malleable, their shallow breaths mingling together as Minho took. Normally, he would kiss him like this for ages, run his tongue along his teeth, and nip at his bottom lip until he was a breathless, desperate mess. But this morning, he was feeling too desperate himself.

He gave a peck to Jisung’s lips as he pulled away, grinning at the disheveled state he had left him in. It almost made Minho laugh. Jisung might just lay there for him, but there was no way he would be going back to sleep.

Gently, Minho rolled Jisung over onto his back. Then he sat up and tossed the blankets back, revealing Jisung’s hard cock, straining against his underwear. There was already a wet spot there and the sight alone made Minho’s mouth water. The thought of sucking him off crossed his mind but for the time being his wants laid elsewhere. They would have a little extra time in the evening, and then Minho could relax with Jisung’s dick on his tongue.

“Hm, you sure you’re sleepy, jagi?” Minho asked amusedly, reaching out to palm Jisung through his boxers.

Jisung’s eyes widened and he bit his lip to suppress the whimper that crawled up his throat. “I am, ‘s just morning wood, hyung,” he explained. Minho chuckled fondly as he dragged his finger along his length.

“Aww, nothing to do with me?” he asked in mock offense. Jisung opened his mouth to respond but was cut off by Minho pressing his thumb into his slit through the slick fabric of his underwear. He gasped and his hips jerked upward. The sight made Minho’s stomach jolt with arousal.

“Y-you know how I get wh-when you’re like this,” he whined, his bottom lip jutting out in a petulant pout.

“Mmm, s’pose I do,” Minho agreed. It was no secret to either of them that Jisung liked when Minho got a little needy, a little insistent. Somehow Jisung always ended up the needier of the two, but Minho liked it that way. Liked how overwhelmed he could get him just from sitting on his cock.

Not wasting another minute, Minho got up to his knees and tugged his boxers off, hissing as the cool hair hit his cock. He was so hard it almost hurt–there was no way he would last long. “Hand me the lube, baby?” he asked, already sounding shamefully breathless. Jisung hummed absentmindedly, eyes trained on Minho’s cock as it hung, hard and leaking, between his thick thighs. “Enjoying the view?”

Jisung blushed, averting his gaze as he reached for the lube sitting on the nightstand, left there from the night before. “Stop teasing,” he huffed as he handed Minho the bottle.

“Maybe someday.” Minho giggled as he popped the cap and coated his fingers in the slick substance. A shiver went through his body at the hungry look in Jisung’s half-lidded eyes, now focused on the shiny lines of his fingers. The corner of his lips quirked up in a smirk as he reached behind himself to press the first finger into his hole. His lips parted in a soft moan, eyebrows knitting together as he pushed inside himself. He was still loose from Jisung fucking him the night before and the memory had heat coiling in his gut. He bit his bottom lip, swallowing thickly as he pushed another finger past his rim. He dropped his head and his muscles tensed. Jisung was always much better at stretching him open, his fingers longer than Minho’s own–he could always reach so deep. He groaned as he thrust his fingers deeper, just shy of his prostate. “Jisungie,” he breathed, a bead of precum leaking from the tip of his cock.

“You’re so hot, hyung,” Jisung responded, on the edge of a moan. His voice was rough, thick with arousal, a sound that had an almost Pavlovian effect on Minho. His hips jerked and he leaned forward, trying to get a better angle for his fingers. Fuck, he needed Jisung’s cock.

He deemed himself stretched enough after a few more pumps of his fingers and he pulled them out with a loud squelch. Jisung shuddered under him. Minho wet his lips and took a deep breath as he hooked his fingers in the waistband of Jisung’s boxers. “Mm, can’t wait to have your big cock inside me.” He laughed a little when Jisung twitched, but it quickly faded off into a groan as he pulled his boxers down. The sight of Jisung’s pretty cock alone had him dizzy, lightheaded from how fast his blood rushed south. “Fuck. I’ll never get over how pretty you are.”

Jisung whimpered a little and his fingers flexed on the bed beside him. “Hyung…”

“What?” Minho asked, cocking his head to the side. “Don’t tell me you’re getting needy. Thought you were tired.” He grabbed the base of Jisung’s cock, relishing the moan it pulled from him. He even felt good in his hand, so thick and hot against his palm. He was tempted to play with him, jerk him off for a bit like he often did, turn him into a mess on the verge of coming before he even rode him. But instead, he grabbed the lube and poured a generous amount over his cockhead. Jisung hissed and he grinned as he spread the lube over his length.

“Minho-hyung, please,” Jisung whined, pressing his head back into the pillows. He looked so pretty like this, with his hair fanned across the pillow and his chubby cheeks all rosy. Minho fucking loved him.

“Shh, hyung’s got you, baby,” Minho hummed.

He lined himself up with Jisung’s cock and his eyebrows pinched together at the first brush of his tip against his hole. And then without a warning, he sank all the way down, taking all of Jisung’s cock in one go. It punched a choked gasp out of him and a moan out of Jisung. The stretch burned since he had only used two fingers and didn’t give himself time to adjust, but that was one of Minho’s favorite parts. It sated something deep within him. There was nothing more satisfying than the soreness that would follow.

Jisung looked like he was seconds away from coming as Minho gave them both a second to breathe before moving. He clutched the sheets in his fists and was biting his lip so hard it would probably bruise. “Sh-shit, hyung. I dunno–dunno if I’m gonna last long,” he stuttered.

“Hah–’s okay, I’m not gonna last long either, Sungie. Wanted–fuck, wanted you so bad,” Minho panted. Jisung filled him up so well, better than anyone else ever had before. He felt him so deep he was sure his insides were permanently rearranged to fit him. If Minho could sit on his cock forever, he would.

“I’m gonna move now,” Minho warned after a minute.

Jisung nodded weakly. “Okay, want you to.”

Minho rolled his hips a couple times before he lifted himself up, breath catching in his throat at the sensation of Jisung’s length dragging along his walls. Then he slammed back down, ass slapping against Jisung’s hips. “ Mmgh, fuck,” he moaned. He easily picked up a steady rhythm, years of dancing allowing him to move smoothly. The muscles in his thighs flexed with each rise and fall of his hips, practically rippling under tanned skin. Jisung’s hands eventually found their way to his thighs, digging his fingertips into the flesh. Moans and whines spilled from his lips as the action made Minho speed up and his nails dug crescents into his skin.

“Oh, oh yes, fuck, Hannie,” Minho gasped, eyes rolling back. Jisung’s grip was strong enough to hurt, but that made it so good. “So–so much for being– hah –being sleepy.”

“Can’t– hyungg— can’t be sl-sleepy when you’re so–” He struggled to get the words out, choking on his own moans whenever Minho clenched around him. “So hot, mmm– and you’re s-so tight, hyung.” He whined, high and breathless. The sounds went straight to Minho’s cock. He would never get tired of how noisy Jisung got when he rode him. “You feel so good.”

“So do you, jagi.” Minho gasped when the head of Jisung’s dick hit his prostate, sparks of pleasure bursting through his stomach. “Hnng–Fill me up so good, you’re so good for hyung.” His voice sounded foreign to him, two pitches higher, so needy.

“Lo-love being good for hyung,” Jisung whimpered, fingers flexing against Minho’s thighs.

“Always good–shit, look at you laying there, letting hyung take whatever he wants,” Minho said. He was getting close already, the coils of pleasure tightening in his stomach. His thighs were starting to burn a little too from how intensely he had been riding Jisung, but he always enjoyed a little burn.

“Hyung, hyung, I’m close,” Jisung babbled, eyes glazed over as he watched Minho bounce on his cock. “Should–should I–” he tried to lift his hips but Minho pushed him down.

“No, let me–told you that you didn’t hah-have to do anything,” he managed. “I’m close too.” He wrapped his fingers around the base of his own cock, breath hitching as he began to stroke himself in time with the rolls of his hips. He leaned forward at the same time and placed his free hand on Jisung’s chest to give himself more leverage. The slight change in the angle made Jisung’s cock hit Minho’s prostate with every thrust and the pleasure soon became overwhelming.

“ Ahh fuck Jisungie, ‘m gonna come,” Minho moaned.

“Yes, yes, hyung,” Jisung exclaimed, his voice cracking. “Please, wanna see you come on my cock, please—”

“ Fuck.” Minho’s hole spasmed and his stomach tensed as his orgasm hit him with Jisung buried deep inside. His mouth fell open in a silent moan and he stroked himself as he came, cum spilling all over his hand and stomach. He continued grinding down against Jisung to the point of overstimulation, his moans turning into high-pitched whines. “O-oh god,” he choked, finally releasing his cock as the last spurt of cum spilled over his hand.

Jisung’s pupils were blown wide as he stared–which made Minho want to see him fall apart more. So he clenched around him and reached forward with his cum covered hand and pressed his fingers to Jisung’s lips. “Say, ‘ah,’” he instructed. Jisung’s eyes widened but he obeyed easily, parting his lips to take Minho’s fingers into his mouth. “Good boy,” he hummed. If he wasn’t already spent, the sight alone could get him hard again. And Jisung seemed to like it too because his cock twitched inside Minho as he sucked the cum off his fingers, tongue swirling around the digits. He looked dazed, positively fucked out.

“You gonna come inside me, pretty?” Minho asked, circling his hips. “Fill me up with your cum?”

Jisung nodded vigorously, Minho’s fingers still in his mouth. When Minho pressed down on his tongue, he gagged but didn’t pull back.

“Fuck, look at you. So so good. Come on baby, come inside hyung.” He picked up fucking himself on Jisung again and the other’s muffled moans filled the room, his eyes rolling back. Now that Minho had come, he let himself go, Minho’s fingers down his throat and his tight heat around his cock enough to bring him tipping over the edge. He came with a cry around Minho’s fingers and spilled into him in hot spurts. There was so much that it leaked out of Minho’s hole and spilled down the base of his cock. It was messy, a little gross, and exactly how they both loved it.

Minho rode him through his orgasm until he was gasping and whining for him to stop. Then Minho lifted himself off, cringing a little bit at the cum spilling down his thighs. “We’re gonna have to shower,” he mumbled as he collapsed next to Jisung and threw a leg over his waist.

Jisung panted quietly for a minute before saying anything else and then he wiggled away. “You’re all sticky, hyung,” he complained, his voice coming out breathless.

Minho chuckled. “And who’s fault is that?”

“ Yours, because it was your idea,” he said, but there was a blush on his cheeks. Minho couldn’t help but poke them.

“Cute.”

Jisung grumbled under his breath for a moment, which just made Minho laugh. “Let’s just go hop in the shower before we have to do anything else. Check the hall to make sure no one’s there for me?” He smiled and blinked rapidly. Jisung groaned loudly but he was smiling.

“Sure, sure, whatever. As if they didn’t hear everything anyway…”

“Yeah, someone’s loud.”

Jisung swatted at Minho’s shoulder and shook his head as he stood up. “I’m not the only one!”

Minho slapped his butt and he yelped, spinning away from the danger zone. “Respect your hyung, Hannie.” Jisung rolled his eyes before giving Minho the most heart-stopping smile imaginable.

“You’re so…” He leaned forward and gave Minho a soft kiss. “Come on. We’re both going to check. Since you woke me up earlier.” He grabbed his wrist and this time Minho didn’t protest, instead following him to the door. Jisung was right, after all. It was only fair. As he walked, there was a slight ache, and now that he wasn’t thinking with his dick anymore, he knew he would regret it later. But at least he got what he wanted anyway.

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the-kinky-devil · 4 months

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I cuddled her to sleep and waited until she had dozed off. Being the heavy sleeper she is, she didn’t realise when I spread her legs wide open, rubbed my cock on her cunt and slid it inside. What a whimpering mess she was. Fucked her until I came, then went to sleep. Woke up with a boner in the morning and fucked her again. She looked so cute while she frowned in her sleep. Had the best 10 minutes while I pounded her cunt before I came. I told her about it later and she got really wet thinking about it. I’ve gotta do it more often.

#sleepy sex #cnc free use #dumb wh0re

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mrs-provacateur · 6 days

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Take me.

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invadergia · 21 days

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This is part 2 of another story i have.

This story does happen after breakdown dies and shows knockout coping with it still.

Also I do not know all the cybertronian terms yet so sorry but I'm using some human terms.

And please forgive me if there are any spelling mistakes.

Part 1 Is here

@skylarkking @radio-wavelengths @myfictionalfables @duvet-detectives @starscreamhasdied

OPTIMUS PRIME X KNOCKOUT PART 2

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Knockout slowly pulled himself off of optimus's spike teasingly stroking it as he got up from his knees, his glossy finish now staind with fresh lubricant and energon.

Knockout slowly climbed onto optimus's chest pining him down as they shared a sweet kiss. Knockout snaking his servo down to prime's spike gently teasing the tip.

"You ready big boy?" Knockout said teasingly and optimus shuttered under his lovers touch. Optimus whined out a gruff breathy "yes" and knockout slowly sank him onto the prime's large spike.

Knockout moaned as he slowly began grinding himself onto the spike setting a slow pace for them both, optimus moaned as knockout grinded into him. Optimus looked up seeing Knockout's beautiful face as he road him. Optimus always loved seeing knockout squeeze his optics shut as he took his spike. The cute expressions he'd make, his groans of pleasure. Optimus could listen to him for hours if he could.

Optimus gently hold onto Knockout's sides. Optimus thrusting up onto Knockout's tight valve driving himself a little deeper with each thrust. Knockout leaned in close to Optimus's ear letting Optimus listen to his low breathy moans.

Knockout smiled as he began to grind into optimus's spike meeting his thrusts. Knockout began to move onto his side optimus following him as optimus was now gently pinning knockout to the bed.

Knockout smiled as he gently grabbed onto optimus's shoulder pulling him down closer to him as he grinded down on his spike. Optimus moaned as he felt knockout cycling down on his spike.

Knockout smiled as he began whispering into optimus's ear. "Oh, you like when I cycle down on you don't you prime?" Knockout giggled as optimus blushed telling Knockout everything he needed to know.

Optimus struggled to hold himself up, his legs trembling as Knockout cycled down hard on optimus's spike earnings him lovely groans and moans from his conjunx.

Hours had passed and knockout was enjoying seeing his conjunx a moaning trembling mess as he was nearing his 10th overload. Optimus couldn't think straight, his mind lost in pure bliss as he overloaded filling his clconjunx with his transfluid.

Knockout moaned as he and his conjunx overloaded enjoying the fullness he felt, but that happiness was short lived as knockout seen optimus was a mess barley able to stay awake as his body gave out and he crashed onto the bed pinning knockout underneath him. Knockout squirmed trying to get optimus off of him but he was stuck and it was painfully obvious that optimus's spike was still buried inside him, and knockout unable to satisfy himself on it.

Optimus slept for hours knockout got bored and followed him after only 15 minutes of waiting. Optimus was having his favorite dream him and knockout just got back from a movie night, knockout leading him to there bedroom and optimus got to work pleasing his conjunx.

Knockout awoke suddenly as optimus pushed himself up onto his hands and knees, knocked was going to ask optimus what he was doing only to have optimus began to thrust into him at a slow pace.

Knockout moaned out optimus's name as he tried to grind on his spike unable to move much, Knockout looked up seeing optimus's eye's were closed. Optimus was still asleep.

Optimus loved the feeling of his spike buried in Knockout's valve, he wanted nothing more than to please his conjunx. Optimus's smiles as knockout opened his chest revealing his nozzles. Knockout moaned of prime to go harder and optimus happily obliged, picking up Knockout's leg and putting it over his shoulder optimus began to thrust into him harder. Optimus leaned down gently taking one of Knockout's nozzles into his mouth teasing it with his tongue.

Knockout gasps as optimus sleepily lifted his leg up over his shoulder turning Knockout onto his side and beginning to thist into him hard, optimus leaning down to Knockout's chest gently licking at his chest plate. Knockout could see stars in his eyes each time optimus thrust into him, his spike hitting his ceiling node just right. Knockout looked at his internal clock it was 1:39 am prime started his shift at 9:00. Knockout knew he was in for a very long ride.

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