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#technically i should put it further out but ehhh ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
mane--attraction · 9 months
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cw somno adjacent. minors dni
You’re laying on your side while slightly propped up, nearly facedown on the pillow, trying to sleep. You’re certainly on your way there, having nearly nodded off a couple of times. You feel the lounger shift as someone sits close behind you and settles in. Then there are fingers over your scalp, massaging and running their hands through your hair. The touch is familiar; you know who this is. You’re tired; it feels nice. You relax, a small smile hidden behind the sheets by your mouth. The longer it continues, the more you relax, melting down and practically dozing off. Gosh, it feels so, so nice, so comforting to be pet like this…
Then, one of his hands slowly deviates, grabbing a bit of hair and tugging gently. Your breath hitches, and you let out a mewl, muffled by the blanket. There’s a moment of pause, then it happens again: a bit of fingers against scalp, lulling you, then a smaller tug. He’s close enough against you that you almost wonder if he can feel you tense both times.
“Do you like that?”
From the way he says it, low and rumbled and with an undercurrent of something sinful, you’re fairly certain he’s not just referring to the hair pulling. You’re tired, so very tired to the point that you don’t know how much you’d move or potentially push someone off. You’re unsure how much you care that such a thing might happen. It excites you, in a strange way. You don’t reply. Perhaps you whimper very quietly.
He doesn’t say anything, simply shifting closer, hips against yours, making his intent clearer, leaning over you. Your eyes are half shut, but you’re certain he’s just observing you. You swear you’re trembling a little, trying to hide that you’re getting turned on by this.
Then, a single finger slowly rounds the curve of your hip, just below your underwear, travelling towards your core. The trembling gets worse, now, and your breathing picks up from the anticipation and your sensitive skin—almost as if you were in a dream already, with how heavy your breaths come.
He stops just before he fully gets close. Your breathing eventually evens out. He kisses the top of your head and lays beside you, no longer pressed against you, and lets you slumber.
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