#consensual somnophilia

[that-gay-guy-from-hell]

Good Morning, my Love: Vergil x G/N Reader

MINORS DNI

SERIOUSLY GO AWAY SMH

SUMMARY: Vergil wakes you up in a special way.

BEGINNING NOTES: Vergil x G/N Reader Smut CONSENTUAL Somnophilia (Fucking someone who is asleep; trigger warning..? I guess?). The reader is a heavier sleeper; otherwise, they would’ve woken up right away lmao (Short and to the point)

==

     A warm light peered through the curtains of the room onto the foot of the bed. The room was rather disheveled from the sensual night prior. Soft snores and mumbles were all that could be heard throughout the house, however, it was only from one of the two housemates. The second was wide awake. 

     Vergil stared down at you. Your back was pressed against his chest and his arms were wrapped around your middle, holding you even closer. The peaceful innocent smile that was tugging at the corner of your lips made the blue devil feel almost guilty over what he was about to do. Bit by bit, he slid down your underwear, stopping when he felt you were about to wake and only continuing when completely sure you were still slumbering. 

     Using his own fingers, he covered them in spit and began to very slowly finger you. He knew he had to be very careful how much he was moving around and how deep his fingers went; otherwise, you’d wake and it would ruin the surprise. 

     Admittedly, he would never have dreamed of doing something this perverted and rather taboo. However, he got told by a very drunk you that you’d wanted to try something like this with him; waking him up by having your mouth wrapped around his cock or riding him. Those ideas had festered in his mind long enough that he’d also become interested in trying something like that. 

     Growing impatient, he removed his fingers and released his morning wood from its confines. Very calmly, he ground himself against you for a moment before using more of his spit to slick his already twitching cock. With a bit to his lip, he lined up his cock with your hole and gradually pushed himself inside you. 

     He watched your brow twitch at the feeling of his tip penetrating your hole and felt your hips shift a bit. Vergil took a deep breath, doing his best to not rush things and shove himself violently inside you, fucking you as he did the night prior. Even if he had just woken up, Vergil was already wide awake and chomping at the bit to rail you. 

     After a painfully long minute, he was fully seated in you and buried his head into the crook of your neck. Then he wrapped his arms around your middle, took a slow inhale, and moved his hips gently against yours. Your brow twitched again as he continued to move himself in slow languid motions. 

     “V-Vergil..?” Your voice cracked as you turned to see him, only to let out a low groan at him thrusting a bit harder against you.

     Vergil moved to kiss your lips, enjoying the sloppy sleepy movements of your mouth. His speed picked up to a moderate pace; not too hard but not too soft, just a nice medium. You laid your head back onto his shoulder as you felt his hands move to your chest, grabbing greedy handfuls of your flesh. This also gave him access to your neck which he took full advantage of, kissing and biting over the already tender flesh that he had partaken in several hours ago. 

     With his arms re-wrapped tightly around your middle, his thrust became short and harsh; pushing as far up inside you as he could. You placed one hand over his and the other over your sex, playing with the aroused area. 

     It didn’t take long for the two of you to cum: Vergil spilling himself inside you as your body contorted from your orgasm. Wanting to enjoy the tightening of your body more, one of Vergil’s hands moved to your over-sensitized flesh, which you’d let go of in your ecstasy, and began to use his index finger to rub against it; causing your body to arch even harder against him. 

     Once he had his fill, he stopped and gently bunted the side of his head against the side of yours, “Good morning, my love…” he placed a kiss against your cheek. In his sleepy post-orgasm stupor he laughed softly against you, saying the words that he scarcely can bring himself to say, “I love you, so very much...” 

==

ENDING NOTES: Wrote this in like 45 minutes (which is fast for me) so it’s not perfect but whatever lol

==

If you like this please consider checking this on my AO3. There are extra chapters and my H/Cs over there, so please consider checking them out! Comments, Likes/Kudos, and shares are always appreciated! Thanks so much for reading!! :)))

TUMBLR DMC MASTERLIST

#devil may cry #vergil #devil may cry 5 #vergil devil may cry #dmc #vergil x reader #vergil x male reader #vergil x female reader #vergil x G/N reader #smut #consensual #Short #consensual somnophilia #devil may cry vergil #short #oneshot #reposted from my AO3 #Vergil x you

[vulpisnocturna]

Saw you accept requests, could you do consensual somnophilia with Itachi and fem reader? Thank youuu :3

Hi lovely :) This one was very fun to write, I won't lie heheh. Enjoy!

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

Word count: 1295

Warnings: consensual somnophilia, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), vaginal sex, creampie, praise kink, dirty talk, slight breeding kink

His last mission had lasted two full weeks. Two weeks without seeing you, thinking about you all the time, wondering if at night, you dreamt of him. 

It was around one in the morning when Itachi closed the front door behind him, sighing softly. He went for a shower before he came to find you, not wanting to crawl into bed next to you grimy and with blood caking his forearms. 

When he did sneak into your shared bedroom, the sight that greeted him made his breath hitch and warmth spread across his body. You were peacefully asleep, your body sprawled on the sheets, wearing nothing but his shirt. You must have moved a lot, because it had hiked up to reveal your left breast, leaving little to his imagination. You were wearing a pair of knickers that hugged your supple ass, and Itachi groaned, painfully hard. Gods he’d missed you. The fantasy you two had shared a night when you were both tipsy on red wine came back to itch at the forefront of his thoughts.

“I don’t know, I guess when I’m asleep… if I woke up and you were touching me… that would be hot” you had said, a pretty blush on your cheeks.

Itachi wet his lips.

“And what would you want me to do?” he had asked, trapping you on the sofa.

“Trap me in a genjutsu. Keep me asleep- for as long as you want. Let me dream of what you’re doing”

“Interesting… would you wake up in time to see reality play out?” he’d drawled, kissing your stomach, licking your inner thigh.

“Maybe- just as you have your way with me” you’d stuttered, spreading your inviting thighs to him. 

“Shall I have my way with you now, shameless girl?” he’d asked, kissing your pelvis, pulling down your wet underwear.

Itachi groaned, his cock straining in his comfortable trousers. Gods, even thinking about touching you in your sleep, making you see what he saw, hearing you mewl softly as he brought you to pleasure… it made his cock twitch. 

‘’tachi…’ you breathed, turning around on your back. He couldn’t help but look into your mind, his genjutsu showing him just what you were thinking about. It was him. Him kissing your throat, his hand cupping your sopping cunt, whispering filth in your ear.

‘Filthy girl’ he whispered, palming his cock, trying to relieve the pressure.

He smoothly transitioned reality into your dream, making you think about him as he was, standing in front of you, watching you sleep so soundly. He silently sat on the bed, removing his clothes and lifting your shirt to expose your breasts. He lifted your hips, peeling off your underwear, a smirk playing on his lips as he eyed the proof of your arousal. He watched your face attentively as he dragged his fingers up your glistening cunt, watching your eyes scrunch slightly, your hips softly gyrating in your sleep, your lips parting.

‘What if I decided to lick your pretty little cunt whilst you sleep, mhm? Would you thrash and wake up? Or would you let me do to you whatever I want, unable to distinguish your dreams from reality? Is that what you dream of, filthy girl?’ he murmured, licking your bottom lip, dipping his head to give some attention to your tits. Oh how he loved them. Soft and smooth, perfect for his hands. He pinched your nipple, and you moaned softly, pushing your hips into his fingers greedily.

‘Even in your sleep, you can’t help yourself. Such a greedy girl’ he crooned, stroking circles around your clit, licking and sucking on your nipples. He pushed two fingers in to the second knuckle, gently curling them, watching you undulate your hips, soft breathing turning ragged, and yet, you did not wake.

Itachi smiled softly, lowering himself between your thighs, gently keeping them spread for him. 

He dragged the flat of his tongue up your sopping cunt, pressing firmly against your stiffening clit. A soft mewl escaped you, your thighs twitching. 

‘Shh, shh’ he cooed, softly blowing cold air on your exposed clit, watching goosebumps cover your lovely skin.

He stroked himself, giving firm kitten licks to your clit, rubbing your walls and feeling them clamp around his fingers. He loved the taste of you. Could have done this for hours as you lay limply on his bed, completely at his mercy. Unknowing of what he was doing to you. And yet, your body was so responsive to his touch. Even in your sleep, you loved being touched by him. And Itachi was driven insane by that simple notion.

He moaned, pressing his tongue against your swollen clit, flicking it and sucking it. You moaned breathily, legs trembling as you came on his tongue. Itachi let out a low, soft moan, slowing down his hand around his cock, not wanting to cum. Not until he could fuck his cum into you. He licked you up, drunk on the taste of you, moaning as he did so, relishing in the soft twitches of your sensitive body. 

He lifted his head up, sucking his fingers clean and lifting your hips, dragging a pillow under your lower back.

‘That’s my good, obedient little girl’ he cooed, licking a wet stripe on your exposed throat, propping himself on his arms to avoid pressing into you. He had made the genjutsu strong enough to keep you asleep through your orgasm, but he wanted to release it at the right moment. See what you would do when you found yourself on the verge of orgasming around his thick cock, only to be filled to the brim with his own cum. Only to cum as the realisation hit you.

He pushed his pulsing cock against your drenched labia, burying himself inch by inch, feeling the spasming of your walls around him engulf him in wet hotness.

‘Even when you sleep, your cunt knows how to take my cock’ he groaned, burying himself to the base of his shaft, watching your breath hitch and revelling in your soft whimpers. 

He began thrusting at a firm, slow pace, licking his lips, his eyes narrowed. Your sleepy little whines made him twitch inside you.

‘Fuck-‘ he moaned, palming your breasts, turning your head back towards him when you moved it, burying it in the pillow.

‘I need to see you. Wouldn’t want to miss any of it’ he breathed, rubbing your clit with his fingers, watching you push your hips against him slightly with every thrust.

He weakened his genjutsu, wanting to see just when you’d wake up. He bottomed out, thrusting roughly into your g-spot, and you gave a needy little whine that made him groan.

Your breath hitched as he rolled your clit gently between your fingers, speeding up the pacing of his thrusts, the head of his cock pushing against your cervix. You let out a loud, long moan and a tiny gasp, your eyes fluttering open, dazed and bleary. He took the chance to flick your clit and thrust deep inside you, watching you arch your back and keen loudly as you clamped around him. 

‘Just in time, little one’ he smirked, watching you come undone, your body squirming, your mouth wide open with a silent scream.

‘I-tachi’ you cried out, gasping for air, and he grunted, the tightness of your cunt enveloping him, squeezing him so well he could not restrain himself any further. He pushed deep inside you, spilling his cum in thick ropes inside you, his head dipping in the crook of your neck.

‘Good morning, sleepy girl’ he groaned, ‘you have been so good for me’ 

He lazily pushed inside you a few more times before he stopped, breathing hard. 

‘Fuck. That was so hot’ you breathed, wrapping your arms around him. Itachi smiled, drowsiness now washing over him as he gave you a soft kiss on your jaw. Ahh, he would definitely entertain the idea of doing that again, he thought.

#fanfiction #writing #naruto #itachi #uchiha itachi #itachi uchiha #itachi x reader #itachi smut #itachi headcanons #itachi uchiha smut #itachi imagines #somnophilia #consensual somnophilia #naruto smut #uchiha

[abbacchiosbelt]

heizou who, once he has permission, wakes you up every morning with your tits in his mouth. he's just super needy after he wakes up and wants to touch every part of you - and he's especially entranced by the soft sounds you make in your sleep when he starts to tongue at your nipples.

#not sfw #genshin impact.txt #gi heizou #consensual somnophilia

[divinebruises]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hannibal (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Characters: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter Additional Tags: Somnophilia, Consensual Somnophilia, Kinktober 2023, Anal Sex, Blow Jobs, Oral Sex, Anal Fingering, Love Bites, Biting, Hannibal Lecter Loves Will Graham, Will Graham Loves Hannibal Lecter, Top Hannibal Lecter, Established Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Bottom Will Graham, Drugged Will Graham, Drugged Sex, Kinktober Series: Part 11 of Sam's Kinktober 2023

Summary:

Kinktober Day 12 — Somnophilia/Hannigram

The bottle of beer laced with sleeping pills Will had after dinner sits with no coaster on the bedside table, where he put it before passing out on the bed. Usually, Hannibal would throw it away before joining Will, but not tonight. Tonight, he takes his fill of Will’s steady slumber, so unlike his usual nightmare-ridden nights.

#hannigram #consensual somnophilia #kinktober 2023 #hannibal #hannibal lecter #will graham #hannibal fanfiction #hannigram fanfiction #ao3 fanfic

[dykepups]

Hahah wow I sure hope no pretty girls come up and shove their cock in my pussy and fill me with their cum as I doze off to sleep ahahaha

#(please. my pussy is so so needy rn) #barking #lesbian nsft #puppy sub #nsft #somno #consensual somnophilia

[truly-morgan]

[Kinktober 2022: Somnophilia (18+)]

GoYuu | Jujutsu Kaisen 18-10-2022

Day 18: G̷l̷o̷r̷y̷ ̷H̷o̷l̷e | S̷h̷o̷t̷g̷u̷n̷n̷i̷n̷g | [Somnophilia]

Yuji realises that GOjo has a hard-on while asleep. He ends up giving him a handjob and stops when Gojo stirs up. But he liked the trill and tries again at night, until he’s caught.

====

Yuji had never gotten the occasion to be so close and casual with Satoru as when he started living (or rather hiding) in his house after his “death”. The older man was friendly and pretty casual compared to other teachers Yuji had in the past.

But if someone had told him he’d be watching movies with his new teacher while the man gave commentary, he would probably not have believed them.

He’d also not believe it if someone had told him he’d be confronted with the following situation:

his teacher was asleep beside him while being very visibly rock hard for some reason.

He had stopped focusing on the movie playing before them since he noticed it, biting his bottom lips as he wonder what to do with this situation.

Wouldn’t it be awkward for Satoru when the man wakes up?

The teen couldn’t help being a bit flustered as his eyes kept glancing back at his teacher’s lap. The man was wearing grey sweat pants and it was pretty easy to see the tent made by his erection.

Yuji bit his bottom lip as an idea came to his mind, trying to chase it away. He’d be lying if he were to say he never found the man handsome, probably sexy even, from what he had seen by accident when Satoru got out of the shower one time.

It all had him a little bit confused and wondering if maybe he wasn’t as straight as he believed he was.

Yuji knew he shouldn’t be doing this, his teacher was asleep, but he was a bit curious and thought that if he could help Satoru get rid of his hard-on there would be no awkward situation. He’d just need to find a solution for when the older man came, otherwise, the clue would be all over the place.

“Sensei?” Yuji tentatively tried to call, holding his breath and the doll in his hand tightly, waiting. Yet no answer came, not even a twitch, his teacher’s breathing staying even.

He could do this. No one but him and Tsukamoto would need to know.

He slid closer to the man on the couch, a hand reaching shyly to his teacher’s lap, hand creeping higher until he finally cupped his dick. He tensed when Satoru’s breath hitched, before going even once more.

He slowly started to rub through the fabric, gaining a little bit more confidence as time went by. He couldn’t help but look at his teacher's face, the way he would react to his ministration. But also to make sure he wouldn’t be caught, he was quite lucky the man was wearing his sunglasses and not his blindfold.

He drank in the groan that escaped the man, biting his lips when he dared sneak his hand inside the sweat pant. He was somewhat surprised to realise his teacher was wearing no underwear, although it did make his task easier.

He was now fully jerking him off, trying not to be too rough so as to not wake him up either. This was way too thrilling for Yuji, not expecting to like taking advantage of his teacher so much.

He couldn’t help feeling his jeans start to feel a little bit too tight.

His hand felt really hot, trapped inside his teacher’s pants. Getting all hot and wet from the precum leaking from the tip, helping his hand slide more easily onto his length.

It is a bit strange, jerking someone else off, he has never done it before, only on his own. But he actually enjoys it quite a lot, he even wonders what it would be like if Satoru was also touching him.

He grinds a little bit against the poor doll, a groan escaping him at the sensation and the idea of also being touched like this by his teacher. If only the man was also awake.

Then Satoru started stirring up from his sleep, making Yuji feel panicked despite his fantasy, nearly losing focus on the doll too. He retracted his hand quickly, going back to the doll as he stood up as casually as possible.

“Yuji?” his teacher called out after seeing him get up like this, Yuji noticed the movie that was playing earlier was now rolling the credit. For how long had he been indecently touching his teacher in his sleep?

“Movie is over, I’ll go to the bathroom before starting another one” Yuji laughed awkwardly, making sure Tsukamoto was hiding his own hard-on. He was mentally cursing himself for making things more awkward than they could have ever been.

The worst part was that he had enjoyed taking advantage of his teacher and wanted more of this thrill. He felt ashamed when he came after jerking himself off in the bathroom to the memory of Satoru’s reactions in his sleep.

And Yuji tried to forget about what he had done, tried to push away the thrill that came with what he did. But many times he found Satoru sleeping on the couch, be it in the basement or upstairs. And slowly he tried again.

At first, he only teased him, barely actually getting him hard. He’d also give him kisses here and there, always getting a bit deeper as his confidence grows. Or at least, as deep as it can be as to not wake him up. Satoru’s lips always taste so sweet against his, like candy.

Then he gets more serious, getting the man fully hard so he can jerk him off. just like the first time, the first couple of other attempts is through his pants, despite the mess it leaves behind.

Then when he really gets the hang of it, and needs more, he starts pulling his pants down, often happily surprised to find nothing under. He didn’t quite imagine his teacher being a commando kind of guy, but it’s only made it easier for him.

It’s surprising how much of a heavy sleeper his teacher is. It’s nearly concerning even, what would he do if someone was attacking him in his sleep? At least, with the intent to kill and not to get him off.

He even considered secretly feeding sleeping pills to his teacher so he’d be sure he was asleep more deeply. But this feels like he’d be going too far. He’s already going too far in a way, but that feels just even worst.

He’d not only be abusing how much of a heavy sleeper Satoru was, but drugging him.

He gets confident with how much he can get away with that he even dares suck him off, which means he doesn’t necessarily see his face well from where he is kneeling between his legs.

He’s pretty sure he cannot be that good, but really, his teacher probably doesn’t feel it fully and he still manages to make him climax. With practice, he’ll get there.

He even gets greedy enough that he gets up at night to sneak into his teacher’s room to do more.

He wants to feel guilty about what he’s doing to Satoru, the man trusts him and he’s totally taking advantage of that. But the excitement and pleasure he gets out of it always outweigh the guilt when he’s doing it.

He also cannot help getting hard while doing all this, jerking himself off at the same time as abusing Satoru. He even jerks the both of them together a couple of times, enjoying the rubbing of another dick on his.

One time, he even straddled him at first, slowly grinding their clothed cock together. feeling the both of them growing harder and harder as he slowly rolled his hips, biting his lips so he wouldn’t make any noise.

He’s getting so much pleasure out of this and doesn’t feel like stopping anytime soon despite the guilt.

Then one evening, as Yuji looks at the movie Satoru has left on the coffee table before going back upstairs to get snacks, he finds a weird movie.

The jacket of the movie is so dark the colour looks nearly black. The only thing on the cover is a computer screen with what looks like CCTV feeds.

“Invisible Touch” Yuji whispered to himself as he reads the title, wondering what kind of movie this could be.

It sounded a lot like a horror film and the lack of anything on the cover piqued his interest, so he put the DVD in.

Yuji is surprised by the movie starting directly on footage taken of a room.

From the angle, the camera seems to be filming from a corner, mostly overlooking a bed. Is this a found footage movie from the security cameras of a house? Then this must be from the bedroom, making him wonder what kind of event will start the film.

But then he realises… The bedroom looks eerily familiar.

Too familiar.

And just as the sound of a door opening in the footage happens it downs on him.

This is Satoru’s room.

Yuji realises with horror that these were taken from his teacher’s room, the “movie” fast-forwarding by itself until someone else entered the room. /Him/.

He watches as the screen shows him taking advantage of his sleeping teacher, night after night.

He can’t get his eyes away from the screen, completely forgetting that Satoru was supposed to come back soon with snacks. He felt even worse when footage from the living room here and upstairs are shown.

Satoru knew.

He was absolutely fucked.

“What an interesting movie you’re watching, Yuuuji~” he then heard whispered right next to his ear, making him jump nearly out of his skin.

He went to get up and bolt away, hide somewhere and just die properly this time.

But he’s forced to keep sitting on the couch with large and strong hands on his shoulders pushing him back down. He’s trapped there as the homemade “movie” keeps playing before them.

Yuji then starts to feel really agitated, scared and ashamed.

Scared that Satoru will now hate him for what he did and ashamed that he actually did any of this. “I-I sorry, I didn’t… I swear” Yuji starts to say a bit incoherently, his vision starting to get blurry as panic is raising even more.

He nearly gets punched by the doll, which Satoru managed to stop before throwing it away. Really, Yuji thinks he should have left it hit him, he deserved it.

But before he could spiral down into even more panic, Satoru is pulling him close, large hands holding his face so he can look at him directly.

“Yu… Yuji!....alm dow…. Oi, listen to me!” the man tries to tell him, managing to make Yuji snap back to reality. “There, breath with me,” he says, helping the teen regulate his breathing.

“Geez, I didn’t expect you to panic like this, I was thinking of teasing you about it” the man sighed.

Yuji watches in confusion as Satoru climbed over the couch to sit with him, pulling his student onto his lap. He sighs again, dramatically this time, putting his head on Yuji’s shoulder as he watches the events happening on the screen.

“The time when you ran away at the end of a movie I was a bit suspicious, then you did it again but I decided to fake being asleep” Satoru explained.

Yuji felt mortified that the man had known since the very beginning and had said /nothing/ about it.

“I found it pretty hot, my cute little student trying to take advantage of me in my sleep” he teased.

“Since I really liked it, I decided to start taking naps where you could find me and lowered my guard even more so I wouldn’t be awakened so easily. I did end up taking some sleeping pills to help even more” he continued.

Yuji had some difficulty properly processing everything. Satoru had known all this time and had actually liked it? To the point that he had filmed it?

“Of course I filmed it” Satoru replied with a pout, making Yuji realise he had probably thought that aloud.

“I thought your first attempts were really cute and hot, but if I was asleep I couldn’t really see it, right? So I decided to set up a camera so I could watch it later, even in my room to see if you’d ever come”.

Yuji nodded at this, still unsure what to say, feeling really flustered and embarrassed that the one his teacher had witnessed while conscious was his first rather poor attempt. He hid in his hands, not wanting to watch anymore, feeling too embarrassed.

Although, in a way, he did feel relieved that Satoru had actually known all this time and even somewhat planned everything. He didn’t feel quite as guilty anymore.

He yelped when he felt a hand palm him through his jeans, another one capturing his hands so he couldn’t hide behind them. “Of course, even though I am telling you all of this, I don’t want you to stop doing it” his teacher whispered into his ear, kissing his temple.

“G-Gojo-sensei wants me to continue?” Yuji asked.

The man hummed at his question, pushing his cheek against Yuji’s as he looked at the screen. “Of course, look how cute and eager you are to please me in my sleep” he points out, “and how adorable you are when rutting against your own palm because of how excited you get” he continued.

This made Yuji blush even more, he couldn’t help feeling flustered at his words. It wasn’t every day someone talked about him as “Cute” and  “Adorable”.

Sure the man did it before, but it was usually more teasing. He could feel himself growing hard under the hand that was teasing him.

“Ah, but sometimes I want to be awake so I can eat you up” Satoru grinned, grabbing his chin so he could turn towards him, giving him a kiss, “And tonight I’ll do that, I’ll return all the pleasure you already gave me~” he stated before kissing him again.

====

(Yuji being a bad boy and being caught by sensei, good thing it turned sensei on too)

Original - AO3

#tweet archive #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #goyuu #satoru gojo #yuji itadori #kinktober 2022 #somno #somnophilia #consensual somnophilia #consensual noncon #teacher/student #nsft

[starnhearts]

KINKTOBER DAY NINE

top! ryujin x bottom! f! reader | today's prompt was consensual somnophilia | WC: 1060 | Y/N has female anatomy and is reffered to with she/her | up late

CW: SOMNOPHILIA (IT'S CONSENSUAL AND DISCUSSED)

MINORS DNI

Somnophilia.

When Y/N suggested it, Ryujin was shocked. She had heard of the idea in passing, never in much detail. Ryujin had always found it a little odd, but never really bothered to think about it too much. I mean, Y/N couldn’t give consent while she was asleep! That was the most important part to Ryujin, making sure Y/N felt good and liked what she was doing. How was she supposed to do that if she was asleep?

But Y/N’s eyes looked so sure when she said that she wouldn’t have to worry, she would love it. That she trusted Ryujin, that she knew that the woman wouldn’t hurt her. Ryujin’s lips cracked into a slight smile. It was worth a shot, right?

Ryujin found herself thinking about it more than she probably should during the following days. When her mind strays during work, it’s always that same thought. Thrusting her fingers in and out of Y/N, her sleepy grunts filling the air. Y/N awaking with a gasp as she pumped a strap in and out of her. Climbing under the covers to pull her panties off and lap at her clit. Ryujin would feel heat pool in her stomach, squeezing her thighs together in discomfort before forcing herself to return to her work.

“Ryujin? Can we do it tonight?” Y/N blurted one night, the two had been watching TV on the couch beforehand. “The sleep thing.”

“Yeah!” Ryujin answers, almost too excited. “Yeah, that would be great.”

“Someone’s been waiting for this.” Y/N said, a smirk creeping over her face. Ryujin playfully punches her arm.

“Y/N, I’m just wondering how this is supposed to work? When do I get up?” Ryujin asked.

“You’ve always woken up earlier than me. Why not just in the morning? Or if you wake up in the middle of the night or something.” Y/N said.

“Alright, then.” Ryujin nods.

As the pair settled in for bed that night, Ryujin couldn't tear her eyes off of Y/N. Even just in her regular pajamas, Y/N looked insanely pretty. The way she looked in the darkness, the way her muscles untensed after a few minutes. The way her eyes looked close, her lashes resting down.

Ryujin didn't sleep easily that night. She could feel Y/N’s body heat pressed right against her skin, usually a feeling Ryujin basked in, feeling too hot tonight, like she’d come down with a fever. Ryujin tried to keep her breathing steady, but she can’t help the way her breaths become heavy as she thinks about what would happen in this same bed a few hours later.

The minute Ryujin’s mind goes quiet, she falls asleep. 

She woke up when it was still dark outside. Ryujin felt far too much energy buzzing through her for the hour, having to chew on her lip. Ryujin figures it’s just because of this whole thing.

Ryujin slid under the covers, up to where Y/N’s cunt was. Ryujin slipped Y/N’s shorts off, a slight anxiety flowing through her. It went away when she saw how absolutely wet Y/N’s panties were, a clear spot that Y/N had soaked through. Ryujin had to bite her tongue to keep a moan from escaping.

Ryujin pulled Y/N’s panties down to her ankles, revealing her bare cunt. Ryujin’s head slipped between her thighs, fingers spreading her cunt open as she lapped at her clit. Ryujin was soft, slow, trying her hardest not to wake Y/N up yet.

Even in Y/N’s sleep, she can hear how her breathing becomes labored and can see the way her chest rises and falls. The way her breath hitches when she grinds against her clit harder, a purpose to how she licks at her.

Ryujin was savoring the way Y/N tasted on her tongue, a taste she’d had before, but tonight it felt entirely new. Even in her sleep, Y/N was ready and eager for Ryujin’s tongue. How she opened herself up to Ryujin, her breaths deep and heavy. 

Ryujin pressed harder against her clit, eyes staring up at Y/N’s sleeping figure. How pretty she looked with her eyes closed, the moon shining down on her from the open window. Ryujin thrust a finger inside of Y/N, immediately getting coated in Y/N's slick.

Y/N stirred, letting out a whine. Her eyes fluttered open, looking back down at Ryujin. Ryujin met her gaze, pink dusting her cheeks.

“..Ryujin?” Y/N said, dazed. Her cheeks flushed red as she spread her legs more for Ryujin without realizing.

“You’re such a whore for me, aren’t you?” Ryujin remarked, pulling back from her clit for just a second. “You opened yourself up to me so nicely in your sleep. So desperate.” she continued before pressing her tongue against her clit again, rubbing against it with a new vigor.

Y/N gasped, throwing her head back into the pillow. Ryujin chuckled, the vibrations hitting Y/N’s clit. Ryujin looked up at Y/N again, seeing how much her expression had changed. Her eyes were tightly shut, her eyebrows knit together. Y/N had bit her lip at some point, trying to stop moans from falling out of her mouth.

Ryujin slipped a second finger into her cunt, a whine from Y/N immediately following. Ryujin felt her clit throb as she looked at Y/N, the way she fought to keep her mouth shut and how hard she trembled underneath Ryujin. “I’m close.” Y/N mewled, hands trailing to Ryujin’s head and her fingers lacing in Ryujin’s hair. Y/N’s legs shook, feeling unstable as her orgasm dawned on her body.  Ryujin curled her fingers into Y/N’s sweet spot, wanting the woman to feel as good as possible before she peaked. Y/N doesn’t last much longer, her body giving out with a shudder. Ryujin pulled her wet fingers out of Y/N’s cunt and head away from her clit, returning to her spot in the bed.

“Did you like it?” Ryujin asked, looking at Y/N with hopeful eyes.

“I really liked it. Did you? I know you were hesitant at first.” Y/N responded.

“You don’t need to worry about me liking it, Y/N.” Ryujin said, a grin creeping on her face.

#Somnophilia #somno #cw: somno #tw: somno #cw: somnophilia #tw: somnophilia #consensual somnophilia #ryujin x reader #girl group imagines #kpop kinktober #kpop smut #girl group kinktober #f reader #itzy smut #ryujin x you #ryujin smut #itzy x reader #itzy kinktober #itzy imagines #ryujin imagines #top ryujin #bottom reader #wlw kpop #sapphic kpop #lesbian kpop

[rizlowwritessortof]

Gentle as a Sigh

All Dean wants is a little time to worship her like she deserves.

Pairing: Dean Winchester/Reader

Word Count: 1872

Warnings: Smut, Somnophilia (Consensual and Planned)

Dividers from the amazing @firefly-graphics

She is so soft in sleep. There is no sign of the defiant spirit that allows her to be the fierce hunter she is, no trace of the tough armor she displays to the world. Only those who know her best have seen this side of her, the nakedness of love and trust and vulnerability. Dean watches her for a long moment, hesitating. She gave her consent to this, and yet it almost feels like betrayal. But he would never betray her trust. He would never do anything that she would not consent to if she were awake. And if she were awake right now, she would laugh softly, tell him to stop worrying, that she told him it was all right.

It had taken him months to get up the nerve to talk to her about it. One night after they had made love and were lying in each others’ arms, he had finally brought it up. He had waited for her to call him a freak, to shove him away and storm out of the room, but she hadn’t.

“So Rowena gave you a spell for this? You – you talked about this to Rowena?”

“Yeah. I know. It’s weird, but I – I tell her weird shit sometimes. And she tells me weird shit sometimes. We have a – strange relationship.”

“Yeah, I guess. So – you want to wait until I’m asleep, and say this spell that will keep me from waking up, so you can…”

“I know. It’s okay. Just – just forget it.” He had refused to look at her, wishing he had kept the whole thing his dirty little secret. “It’s just – I love to touch you when you’re asleep, and watch your face, hear those soft little sounds you make… but you always wake up. Hunter’s reflexes.”

“So you just want more time to touch me, and watch me, and listen to me?” He shrugged his shoulders, then nodded.

“Just forget I said anything. I’m sorry.” He had moved to leave the bed, but she had grabbed his arm to stop him.

“Dean – look at me.” He turned his body towards her, reluctantly looking into her eyes. “So you’re asking me if I want to try this? If I want to let you try this?” She moved closer, her hand tracing his jaw line, heat in her eyes. “Fuck, yes.”

He had stared back at her, shocked. “Yeah? Are you sure? ‘Cuz I know it sounds weird…”

“It doesn’t. It sounds so fucking hot, the thought of you touching me, teasing me while I’m asleep… Just thinking about you wanting me that much, Dean… I…” And she had stopped there, climbing on top of him and kissing him until he was rock hard again beneath her, riding him almost desperately until they were both exhausted, lying together, sweaty and spent. He had asked again, just to make sure, his hands sliding up and down her back.

“So, you’re okay with it? With the spell to keep you under, the whole thing? Because I don’t ever want to do anything that makes you feel – not safe with me.”

She had looked at him and put a hand to his face. “Dean, I trust you more than anyone else I know. You would never hurt me, and you would never do anything I didn’t want you to do. I know that.”

“No, I wouldn’t. Not ever.”

“There’s only one thing I ask – that you tell me everything you do. Afterwards, I mean.”

He had stretched up and kissed her, sweet and slow. “I promise.”

The night he’s been waiting for is finally here, so he takes one more nervous breath, and whispers the spell.

She sighs, barely a sound escaping, visibly going completely limp on the bed. His heart is pounding in his chest as his tongue darts out to moisten his lips, and he turns her carefully to her back. Then he sets his jaw, reaching for the low neckline of her tank top, pulling it down to tuck it beneath both breasts. He lets his fingers trail over her soft curves, squeezing and kneading, barely breathing as he revels in the softness of her skin, the firm flesh denting beneath his touch. Her nipples are hard now, and he begins to brush his fingertips back and forth over them, his touch gentle as a sigh as he watches her face, the way her head presses into the pillow, her back arching slightly into the sensation.

“Does that feel good, baby girl? God, you’re so beautiful.” His cock is swelling, the pressure against his zipper making him suck a harsh breath in through his teeth. He takes a minute to undo his jeans, a sigh of relief escaping his lips before he goes back to his gentle petting of her nipples. In the silence, the barely-there sounds she is making are unspeakably erotic, and he is already struggling to stay in control. He has never been so turned on in his life, and he has barely touched her.  

He bends slowly towards her, circling a nipple with his tongue as he traces around the other with his finger. Her breathing is picking up, her back arching more into his touch, her lips parted as she pants softly. His senses are full of her scent, her sound, her taste, and he can’t suppress a quiet moan of his own as he teases at the tip of her nipple with his tongue, lapping at her until he can resist it no longer and he sucks the stiff nub into the heat of his mouth. He sucks softly, his tongue swirling around her nipple, then harder, and harder as she shudders, pushing up against his mouth with a whine. He continues, waiting until she is writhing beneath him before moving his mouth to the other side and doing the same. He moves one hand down between her thighs, his cock jumping at the wetness soaking her panties.

He finally releases her nipple from his mouth, staring down at the pink, swollen buds for a long moment before slipping his fingers under the edge of her panties and pulling them down her legs. He drops them to the floor, then bends her knees and spreads her legs apart, caressing the inside of her thighs as he gazes down at her. He never wants her to feel uncomfortable or self-conscious, so he always limits his staring, but now – now she is unaware as he reaches to stroke his fingers over her almost reverently, looking his fill. She’s the most glorious creature he’s ever seen, and he wishes he could convey that to her in her waking state, but this will have to do.

He traces his fingers over her pussy, gently exploring every crease and fold, her hips lifting of their own accord each time he touches a particularly sensitive area. He dips a fingertip into her entrance, now slick with her arousal, then moves to circle her clit, her soft, desperate moan dragging one from him in response. He determinedly ignores the throbbing of his cock, focusing his attention on her, wanting to pull more of those needy noises from her. He rubs over her clit, clenching his teeth at how swollen it is, and she bucks up a little more at the contact. “It’s all right, baby, I’m gonna take care of you.”

He lays down on his stomach between her legs, closing his eyes to take in her scent, swearing quietly. “You’re gonna make me come before I even get to wake you up and fuck you, sweetheart,” he says softly, then leans in and drags his tongue over her, savoring the taste of her, then placing little sucking kisses over every inch of her pussy. He takes two fingers to spread her lower lips, teasing at and then spearing his tongue into her cunt, her moans spurring him on. She is squirming beneath his onslaught, pressing herself up against him, and he growls softly, burying his face in her to reach as deep as he can with his tongue.

He pulls back finally, slipping one finger, then two, inside her and rubbing over her sweet spot, latching onto her clit and sucking hard. She is whimpering, head thrashing, meeting every thrust of his fingers,  her walls clutching at him. She lets out a stuttering cry, soaking his fingers and his hand, her legs quivering with her orgasm. He eases back from her clit, feasting on her as if he couldn’t get enough, working her through her high until her shaking begins to subside and she quiets once again, her breasts still heaving with her quickened breaths.

He resists touching himself as he rises to his feet. His erection aches for release, but he wants it to be inside of her, and he won’t take that step without waking her first. He sits down on the side of the bed, says the counter spell quietly, and then bends to kiss her. Her response is warm, her hands reaching for him, and she moans into their kiss as he cups her breast, kneading gently. When he pulls back, she smiles at him, speaking softly. “So, how was it?”

“It was amazing. How do you feel?”

“Like I just had the best wet dream of my life.” She searches his eyes. “Did I?”

He grins. “Well, it wasn’t a dream, but – yeah.”

“Did you…”

“Just my mouth, and my fingers. But I’m dying to get inside you, baby.”

“Well, then, get undressed and get up here,” she says, and he strips down as she removes her tank top, then welcomes him back with open arms and a hungry kiss. “I need you to fuck me now,” she mumbles against his lips with a gentle nip.

“Oh, hell, yes,” he answers, slipping one arm beneath her knee as she hooks the other around his hip. He slides home smoothly, then shifts back and drives back in, hard and deep. She gasps at the welcome intrusion, her hips rising to meet his thrusts. He is fighting the need to come, determined to carry her with him, and from the sounds she is making, it won’t be long. She is crying out with every stroke, her nails digging into his back as she begins to spasm and squeeze around his cock. He swears as he loses control, pounding into her hard as he fills her with the heat of his release, a little dizzy as he lowers himself down. His face is buried in her neck, and he kisses her there once, twice, loving her happy sigh and uncontrolled shiver.

When they finally part, she curls up on his shoulder and he holds her close. She drops a kiss to his chest and smiles against his skin. “So, I’d say that went well.”

He hums in agreement, his arm tightening around her. “Oh, yeah.”

“So, you want to do that again sometime?”

“Fuck, yeah. You?”

“I definitely do. And – maybe sometime – I’d like to try it on you. If you want to.”

He pulled her closer, smiling as he kissed her. “You want to have your way with me while I’m asleep? Oh, hell, yes.”

Tags for my lovelies:  @saenalife    @deanscarlett    @jensensgotyoudean    @jinkieswouldyoulookatthis    @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog    @geeklibrarian    @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid     @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan    @mrswhozeewhatsis    @littlegreenplasticsoldier    @sleep-silent-angel    @darcia22    @winchesterprincessbride    @ellen-reincarnated1967    @eyes-of-a-disney-princess      @deanslittleangel2y5    @melanie451        @spectaculacular-sammy     @bookchic20    @jodyri    @selma-jean-blog           @savingapplepie-eatingthings    @kittenofdoomage    @masked-maiden42    @lean-mean-deanwinchester    @ericuhlorain    @undecided-garden    @ceeceewinchester    @typicalweirdbookworm          @callmesweetheartifyoumeanit    @youtoldalie    @tanithlowisabamf-blog    @deandoesthingstome    @jxackles    @nerdwholikesword    @soivebuiltupaworldofmagic    @kreweofimp  @gabavaldman    @chaos-and-the-calm67-blog    @darkx143    @disassociativedogma    @ioanashalala    @jencharlan    @deansthirstblog     @dorky-and-i-know-it    @mischief-maker1    @winchestersandwordprocessors    @percussiongirl2017    @bringmesomepie56   @akshi8278     @torn-and-frayed    @sandlee44   @wingedcatninja  @evansrogerskitten   @emoryhemsworth  @peaceinourtime82  @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior  @sarcasmqueen74   @maliburenee      @mrsjenniferwinchester  

#gentle as a sigh #dean fic #dean smut #fluffy smut #dean x reader #consensual somnophilia

[osakigitsune]

Naruto Kinktober 2023 Day 7: Long Awaited

Hinata had already given her consent toward anything Naruto needed. He thought about committing the atrocity, but he really needed this. More than anything. Shaking her slightly, he whispered. “Hina…” It had been a long day at work, and he got home late. It was three in the morning, and she was fast asleep. “Hey, baby…” Shaking her some more, he bites his lower lip. “... baby… wake up… I’m so sorry for waking you up… I need this. I need to have you.” She was too understanding of him, more than she should be. Then, this was what he deserved after being gone for days. “Hinaaaaa! - “ Hinata groans and briefly opens her eyes. “... Naruto-kun? - “ “Baby… I need you.” It wasn’t new either; Naruto taking control of Hinata while she was half asleep. Then there were the few times she did it, too. It was better than toys, but not the real thing. They had that type of relationship, and he wouldn’t trade that for anything. “...” “... Hina? - “ Shifting her head slightly, she grumbles. “... it’s fine… Maybe it’ll wake me up somewhat…” Knelt on the bed, his clenched hands resting against his thighs, waiting for acknowledgment. “... I’ll start slowly, okay?” Biting her lower lip, she smirks. “It’s okay, Naruto-kun… I promise.” Slightly relieved, he readjusts himself and moves between her legs. “I’ll take care of you, Hina. ~ “ Sensually sliding down her panties, he rests his face against her cunt. Gradually slurping her fluids, he tugs at her inner and outer lips. She had no concept of how much she meant to him - he was the luckiest man in the world because of her, and he would preach that. She may not have understood it, but he’d announce his love for her to the whole world if it meant anything to her, which he knew it didn’t. “...” Dragging his hands up and down her thighs, he groans. Savoring her fluids, his cerulean eyes lift up and meet hers, only finding them closed and hearing her occasional moans. Fuck, she was so enchanting. Unfortunately, he needed more than just her fluids and ensuring she got the most out of his little session with her. Unbuckling his pants and sliding them down his thighs, his boxers accompany them. “I’m so sorry, Hina… Forgive me…” There was still a bit of discomfort about doing this while she was half asleep, but he went forth with it unless she changed her mind. Besides, he had heard her say she was thankful he needed her to that degree and did the same for her. It was the least he could do. Positioning himself above her, he aligns his shaft and slips himself in. Groaning, he clenches the bedsheets. “Fuck.” Again, she had no idea how much he needed this. He almost came immediately after weeks since the last time they were sensual. “... Hina… I’ll make it up to you… I’ll rock your world tomorrow, I promise.” “...” There was something about having her a part of the experience, and this was missing that, but he worked with it. Thrusting, he figured making this go faster between them would be the best. It was for the best. Despite her response, he leans closer and presses his body against hers, making it only more real. His face rests against the crook of her neck, and the hotness of his breath can be felt. He can feel her shifting slightly. “... baby, I’m so close… you’re so perfect…” “... Naruto-kun…” Her hands clutch his shirt, and she whimpers. She, too, could feel herself building up. “... Naruto-kun, let go… cum for me.” “FUCK!” He couldn’t stop himself when Hinata responded like that, saying things like that. It was rare, but she grew more confident with time. It sent his body into a frenzy, finishing up inside her! Speeding up, he thrusts a few more times before ejaculating inside her. His hands clench the sheets tighter, and he’s lost in euphoria. “... fuck. - “ Delicate hands leave his shirt, run through his hair, and stroke his shoulders. Mumbling, Hinata pecks Naruto’s temple. “... I missed you…”

#narutokinktober2023 #uzumaki naruto #naruto x hinata #naruhina #naruto #hokage naruto #naruto uzumaki #hyuga hinata #hinata hyuga #hinata uzumaki #hinata hyuuga #hinata #consensual somnophilia

[burningaurora]

[Podfic - TTS] Let Sleeping Dogs Lie by @krethes

day 10 of the 12 days of (pod)ficmas | Length: 56:21 | Rating: E

A week ago, Remus had given him the go-ahead, a blanket approval to do whatever Sirius wanted to him while he was asleep. After hemming and hawing about it for seven days, (re)formulating a plan, and bracing himself for either total failure or sweet, sticky success, Sirius finally plucked up the courage to just do it. But it wasn’t just watching. Sirius wanted—no, needed, he’d come to realize—to just… have these stolen moments of watching Remus sleep, something he'd done for decades now, culminate into something more. He loved how Remus looked when he slept, his narrow face free from worry or pain, his body loose and warm and (hopefully) pliable. He needed to take a dreaming, relaxed Remus to higher heights of pleasure before Remus’s dumb (brilliant) brain kicked into overdrive.

Listen on: AO3 | Streaming

#wolfstar #12 days of (pod)ficmas #remus x sirius #sirius x remus #Consensual Somnophilia #padfoot and moony are there again #burningaurora podfics #sirius black #remus lupin #Spotify

[bitchin-beskar]

AND NOW soap and somno 😌 perhaps ghost there too as an addition, but mostly soap

ugh, god, somno is probably one of my fav kinks if im being honest and I wanna focus on soap rn but i've gotta give my boy ghost some love later, don't want him feeling neglected

John 'Soap' MacTavish and Somnophilia Kink

So I feel like Soap loves somno. Like it might be one of his favorite things. Not for any particularly pervy reason either, but more the trust that you show him by telling him that he can just use your body for his pleasure while you sleep, it just... blows his mind? How is he this lucky??

I feel like there are two main situations in which he specifically enjoys partaking in somno.

The first is when he comes home from a long op. Any time away from you is a long fucking time, but the ops that last months and months? He hates those more than anything. One of two things is true when he comes home. You're either awake, or you aren't. Doesn't matter how you start out though, because you end the night passing out from the sheer number of orgasms he wrings from your body. He's gotta make up for the time he's been away, and when he physically can't fuck you any more, he lays between your thighs and eats you out for hours, re-familiarizing himself with the way you taste.

The other main situation in which he specifically enjoys somno is when he wakes up in the morning before you.

Being career military, Soap is used to waking before the sun. He was never able to fall back asleep, even laying next to you, so he'd often just get up and putter around the house, doing things just to keep his hands busy. It wasn't until you were having the discussion about somnophilia, and your enthusiastic consent that you think to bring up his early mornings.

"I wouldn't mind waking up like that some mornings, Johnny," you say to him over your cup of coffee, peering at him over the rim. He's sitting across the kitchen table, and his eyebrow raises as he processes your words.

"How'da ya mean, hen?"

Your lips curl in a sly little smirk.

"You've fucked me unconscious more than once Sergeant," you drawl, tongue curling around his title and watching with sharp eyes as a shudder runs down his spine. "Seems only fair I get to wake up tha' way too sometimes, ya know?"

Soap takes your words to heart the very next morning, when he slowly blinks awake, and the red LED of the alarm clock informs him it's only 0500 hours. Normally, considering it's a Saturday, you wouldn't be up for at least another two hours, more likely three or four. He's about to get up when he remembers what you'd said the morning before.

He's careful with his movements, not wanting to wake you until he's had some time to have some fun. Slowly, Soap strips the covers off your body, and then slides your panties down your legs. He lets you keep your shirt on, but only because it's actually his, and fuck if that doesn't do it for him.

Settling on his belly between your thighs, which he spreads slow and careful, he hums low in his throat as he feasts his eyes on your pretty cunt. He uses his fingers to carefully spread your folds, a moan falling from his lips at pretty sight in front of him.

He must spend at least thirty minutes just running his fingers over the sensitive folds of your labia, occasionally bringing his fingers up to his mouth to suck your essence off and return them back to your pussy, slicked with his spit. He brushes his thumb over your clit from where it peeks out at him, a silly grin lighting up his face when your legs twitch and a sleepy whimper falls from your lips.

Finally, he can't hold himself back and just seals his mouth over your cunt. He can't stop the desperate groan that escapes him when he finally tastes you from the source. He eats you out like a man starved, like he's dying from dehydration and you're the only thing he needs to sustain himself. He's eager and thorough, languid strokes of his tongue slip through your folds, pausing only so he can suck softly on your clit.

He eases a finger, then two, then three inside you as he's practically drooling eating you out, his ears picking up on the quiet squelching sounds as he spreads you open. He knows exactly where to press his fingers to make you come, which he does over and over again while he sucks at your clit and strokes the skin of your inner thigh with his other hand as your legs tremble around his head.

Still, you stay asleep, even as your body shakes through at least three orgasms. Soap is good and balancing between too much and not enough, which is perfect for situations like this.

When he finally emerges from between your thighs, the clock shows that it's just before 0800 hours. Once, you might've been surprised that he could spend close to three hours eating you out, except, he's proven that he can and will spend far longer, so it's no longer quite a shock.

He knows your body will be naturally waking you up soon, so he decides to finally give into his own body's desires, and fuck you. He can't imagine you'll hate waking up on his cock, anyways.

...

The sense of rocking is what finally begins to pull you from unconsciousness. You'd been having a lovely dream, pink hazed and sweet on the tongue, and you'd fought consciousness with everything you had. But your brain refused to ignore the sensation of your body slowly rocking rhythmically, and so you ascended through the layers of dreams.

As you get closer to full awareness, you realize that there's a sense of fullness inside you that wasn't there when you went to bed. Thick and heavy, you feel the press deep inside, and you moan softly as it brushes up against heaven.

The rocking has stopped, and your eyes slowly flutter open to see Johnny, kneeling above you, his bright blue eyes sparkling and full of love.

"G'mornin', bonnie," he rasps, his thumbs rubbing over the sides of your hips. "How ya feelin'?"

You frown in confusion, not quite sure what he means, before your brain catches up to everything else, and you realize just why you feel so full.

Soap is watching carefully, and when he sees the recognition on your face, he begins thrusting again, slow and powerfully deep. Your eyes roll back in your head as he does, your cunt overly sensitive from all the orgasms he's already pulled from you. Your body is boneless, limp and pliant as he takes what he wants, ratcheting up your own pleasure in the process.

"Johnny," you moan, fingers twisting in the sheets underneath you searching for some kind of way to ground yourself. "Fuck, feels so good, baby."

He pitches forward, catching himself with an arm over your head as he presses a kiss to your lips, his hips pumping even as he sucks your tongue into his mouth.

He's never able to stand it when you praise him, it always makes him go a little dizzy and soft. You pant into his mouth, releasing the sheets to instead wrap your arms around his neck.

With his forehead pressed against yours, your sharing each other's breaths, and every whispered word feels like confessional.

"So good to me, baby," you murmur into his mouth, brushing your nose against his even as his eyes close and his hips stutter. "Such a good boy, Johnny, fuck me so well."

"Love, I can't–" he chokes out, desperate and pleading at the same time. He's begging for permission, which you gladly grant him.

"That's it," you coo, watching as his face screws up in pleasure even as you feel your own coil tighten to the breaking point. "Fill me up, baby. Want you to come, want it so bad. Please, baby, you've been so good, just let go and come."

...

fuck that got really soft at the end... enjoy!

#thot weekend #asks #asked and answered #john soap mactavish x reader #john soap mactavish #consensual somnophilia #somnophilia #smut #18+ #mutuals #mutuals and friends #fem!reader

[abbacchiosbelt]

thinking abouttt consensual somno with shy boys who are nervous to indulge in it at first but quickly find themselves addicted to your soft, warm body while you sleep. knowing that you want them to ravage you in your most vulnerable state makes it impossible to stop once they've started.

i am thinking about: dimitri (well. he's not exactly shy but i imagine he'd be nervous in the bedroom at first), xiao, alfred, diluc, choso, takumi... wah.

#not sfw #consensual somnophilia #somno cw

[mellowwangxianenthusiast]

They had started their 'situation' Sakusa's final year off college after Atsumu decided to visit him. Atsumu hadn't expected, though he should have, Sakusa to have grown into himself so much. The confidence Sakusa had alone made Atsumu fall

Onto his knees for him. It continued into Sakusa joining MSBY. It was beneficial, they could relieve stress and they wouldn't have to worry about the other not being tested since the team did that regularly. They had rules, obviously. If they slept with other people the person

Had to be tested beforehand. No one on the team could know. Actually No one could know. News spread like wildfire in the v-league. And finally, most importantly, it could never come in between their teamwork. Whatever problems arose, they had to deal with it before or after work

It became a smooth system, a few bumps arose in the beginning but were dealt with. Four years later and feelings had grown, unknowingly on both sides. Neither of them had slept with another person in almost 6 months but it was never brought up. They knew each others wet dreams, had even made some of them become reality. For Atsumu, it was fucking in public. How Sakusa managed to keep Atsumu quiet in the locker room showers while the team was only a few feet away is still a mystery to them both. For Sakusa, it was total control. Sensory deprivation of his partner, temperature play had been thrown in for fun. Atsumu hadn't been able to walk the next day and they stayed inside watching movies. There was one that they both wanted to do, yet the opportunity had yet to arise

Something about waking up to someone fucking into you. To waking someone where the first thing out of their mouth is a moan. They had talked about it extensively, making sure that they were both okay with it should the occasion every arise. And they always had the light system

But knowing Atsumu, he had a long list of things he wanted to try and Sakusa was more than happy to check off each one. It all came to a head at a team dinner. They were celebrating a win against EJP, something that made Atsumu doubly smug since it was his twins boyfriends team. They were playing truth or dare since they got a private room. Bokuto was wearing his boxers on his head, courtesy of Hinata, who in turn had to booty call a certain Adlers Setter for later that night. It was Meians turn to ask Sakusa. "Truth or Dare?" Sakusa swirled his whiskey in his glass before looking up at him. "Truth" Boos were promptly heard but Meian just nodded with a smirk. "Okay, is it true you have a special someone in your life right now?" Atsumus head perked up at the question. "Mmmm...yeah I do have a special someone. Been seeing them for awhile now" Atsumu felt his heart drop and shatter on the floor and he looked down at his glass, missing the look Sakusa had sent him. He was quiet for the next thirty minutes, having sent Osamu their SOS signal

His phone started ringing and he pushed away from the table. "Sorry guys, I gotta take this." As soon as he stepped outside, he took a deep breath and answered the phone. "Hey Samu...thanks for calling I needed ta get out of there." "What's up? What happened?"

"He has...he has someone." He didn't need to say who "he" was. Osamu knew about his crush. He didn't know about their situation, but he knew his brother was in love. "Ah shit Tsumu...how did ya find out- did tha bastard bring them?" "No- no he didn't do that. He just told us."

"Oh..well use me as an excuse ta get outta there. I'll even give ya permission ta drink that bottle I left at yer place." Atsumu laughed despite himself, thanking his twin and he hung up before going back inside. "Sorry guys I gotta go. Samu locked himself outta his place and Suna didn't bring his key. Big bro to the rescue." The team was disappointed but let him go and Atsumu left cash on the table for his part. "Make sure to take a cab, Tsumu!" Bokuto yelled as he walked out, waving. He went back to his apartment, opening the bottle of whiskey that Samu had mentioned and he sat on his balcony sipping from the bottle directly. Half an hour later there was a knock at his door and he got up, expecting it to be the pizza that he ordered. "Yer early, how much do I owe ya-" The person at the door was not a pizza delivery man. Instead there stood a 6 foot 3 man with curly black hair and two moles on his forehead. "Tha fuck are you- no. Not tonight. Not anymore. I'm done-"

He tried to shut the door but Sakusa stuck his foot in the doorway stopping him. "We need to talk. You're drunk- how much did you drink." Atsumu wasnt able to push him out so instead he retreated into his living room and Sakusa followed, pulling off his jacket and hanging it up

"Yer not- yer not wanted here. Just leave." Atsumu picked up the whiskey bottle from the coffee table and was about to take a drink when it was pulled from him and set on the kitchen counter. "We need to talk, and for that i need you sober. Water, drink it."

A water bottle was thrust into his hand instead and he looked stunned for a few seconds before he threw it on his couch. "Yer not the boss of me! Leave! Go to your 'special person' and leave me tha hell alone!" Sakusa ignored him and thrust another into his hand. It joined the other on the couch and this time Sakusa stepped forward and grabbed his hand. "Atsumu. Just drink the water and let me speak. Then, afterwards, if you want me gone I will leave and we can go back to just being teammates."

Atsumu reluctantly took the water bottle from Sakusa when it was handed to him again from the couch. He opened it and started drinking, letting Sakusa guide him onto the couch to sit. He refused to look at him, refused to acknowledge his presence aside from the water. It took awhile for him to start sobering up. While he sat on the couch, Sakusa cleaned up his apartment and paid for the pizza, something that Atsumu had tried to do but was just given another water bottle. Atsumu wasn't even sure where they were coming from but he drank them

And he ate the pizza. When Sakusa had deemed him sober enough, he rejoined him on the couch and reach for Atsumus hand who pulled it away and moved away. He saw the flash of hurt on Sakusas face but said nothing despite the ache in his heart at Sakusa being hurt. "I don't have a partner." "But ya said at din-" "Let me finish, please. I don't have a partner. I have a specia someone, but they don't know it. I've been sleeping with them since college. And exclusively them for six months. And this person doesn't even know that I love them."

Atsumu gasped and moved his head too quickly, the room spinning a little but he focused on Sakusa in front of him. "What did ya say?" "I'm trying...I'm trying to tell you that I love you. I have for awhile now. And I was stupid tonight. I thought you'd catch my look but when I

Looked over at you, you looked so...so broken. And I realized my mistake. But you wouldn't look at me the rest of the night and then you left. I couldn't chase after you because the team was watching. I was talking about you Atsumu. You're my special person"

Atsumus heart was pounding in his ears and he really couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Yer- yer talkin about me? I'm yer special person?" Sakusa nodded at him, a soft smile on his lips and he leaned forward, kissing Atsumus forehead. "If you'll have me."

Atsumu hiccupped, an action that Sakusa thought was quite adorable, and he nodded. "Yeah, yes Omi. I want- I wanna be yer special person. Yer my special person too. So- so I'd really like ta be yer boyfriend" The smile that appeared on Sakusas face was the most beautiful one

Atsumu had ever had the privilege of seeing. Sakusa leaned forward and kissed him, it was a soft sweet kiss despite Atsumu trying to deepen it, to which Sakuse chuckled a bit. "Bed for you, I have a surprise for you in the morning, if you'll allow me to spend the night"

"Yer my boyfriend, course you can spend the night. I always wanna sleep with you. In both meanings" Sakusa chuckled again and kissed Atsumus forehead. "I'll meet you in your room, I'll clean up out here. You should take a shower to sober the rest of you up."

Atsumu couldn't argue that, so he did. And by the time he was out, Sakusa was laying in his bed, his reading glasses on and was reading the book he had left the last time he spent the night. Atsumu wanted this image to forever be in his memory. He crawled into bed, moving under the blanket to Sakusas side and curled against him, his head on his chest and Sakusa started reading his book aloud, and soon Atsumu fell asleep listening to the cadence of his /boyfriends/ voice. (NSFW warning ahead!)

Atsumu felt a tight grip on his hips as he laid there, a warmth pressing against his back and air tickling the back of his neck. It was the most vivid dream he'd ever had. "Atsu" Omi's voice was rough in his ear, just as rough as the thrusts inside of him

Atsumu never wanted to wake up. He felt kisses being pressed to his shoulder before the rough voice was in his ear again. "So fucking good for me. So tight and so inviting even in your sleep." He felt Omi hit his prostate and a moan ripped out of Atsumus lips, his eyes opening

His head was pressed into a pillow but he could see the sunrising outside his window, his eyes still bleary from sleep Another thrust against his prostate had him crying out Omis name, his hand moving up to grip the sheets "M-more Omi- want more"

Omis hips faltered for a moment when he realized Atsumu was finally awake but his pace quickly returned and he kissed the shell of Atsumus ear. "Good morning baby. You're being so good for already today" "Wanna- wanna be good fer ya Omi- sir"

Atsumus voice was still sleepy but the whine in it was evident and made Sakusa smirk. He loved how needy his lover was for him and him alone. "You're taking me so well. Being so good. Such a good boy" The praise made Atsumu moan, he was close already. His fist gripped the sheets harder and he closed his eyes, moans getting louder. He knew Omi loved how vocal he was when they had sex. Omi loved even more the sound of Atsumu screaming his name. "Omi please- please I'm so" "So what, Atsu? Use your words. Tell me what you want"

"Close! I'm close. Wanna- wanna cum, please- fer ya" Omi nipped at his shoulder, hitting his prostate again and again as he spoke. "Do it, Atsu. Will you let me cum inside you? Fill you up like you love?"

Atsumu's orgasm hit him the moment permission left Omis lips and the promise of being filled had him letting out a loud whiney 'please'.. It didn't take long for Omi to cum after him, Atsumu gasped and cried at the sensitivity of Omis release inside of him. "So good for me baby, so good. Go back to sleep now" Despite having just woken up, a wave of tiredness hit him and Atsumu turned his head to try and look at Omi, his eyes fighting to stay open. "Stay, stay in me...wanna wake up like this again, please"

Omi kissed his shoulder reassuringly. "I'll stay and I'll wake you up again just like this later. Get more sleep."

#Is this even allowed on here #fuck you elon musk #ftc save twitter #twitter is a hellscape #but its MY hellscape #sakusa kiyoomi #sakuatsu #cw: somno #consensual somnophilia #miya atsumu #fwb #why is it more embarassing to post this on tumblr than twitter #moving from twitter #sorry for the format #tumblr dont ban me #sakuatsu fwb #msby #msby black jackal #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #oh god does this need a tw #tw somnophilia