( 001 ) wet dreams

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Feferi could only vaguely recall parts of her dream. Flashes of her flushed gray skin as she lay on her bed. The way her naked chest rose and fell. Her hand on her breast as she teased her nipples. Her legs parting as a purple dildo slid along her wet folds. A small whimper. Then, just as the toy went to enter her, a glimpse of Eridan and she woke up instantly.

She was covered in a cool sweat, heart racing. It had been nothing short of a nightmare -- he was the last person she wanted to have those thoughts about -- but it had gotten to her. She knew she was wet; it was all too obvious as she shifted her legs for the friction, biting her lip. She wanted to push the dream out of her head, but some part of her felt like it wasn't over. There was still a need.

Sollux was at her side, and for a moment, she admired his sleeping form before she shifted. She wasn't shy in the bedroom by any means, but this -- sliding her hand under his waistband to rub his cock because she felt like she was aching to -- was something new.

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[psionichax0r]

He would never consider himself to be a light sleeper, he woke up too often during the night thanks to his visions to think that. Still, he doesn't wake up right away when Feferi starts touching him. The room was silent except for her movements. With no sound and no nightmares the only thing stirring him to wake was he hand on his dick. His breath shifts, his head turning to the side. He feels warm as his blood rushes south. He's already hard by the time he blearily opens his eyes, red and blue glowing dimly in the dark.

"F...F?" he asks, mind still not comprehending. He tenses as a wave of pleasure washes over him and he has to bite back a moan. Shit, it felt good. It's not like he was objecting, but this was strange, or at least, Feferi hadn't ever woken him in the middle of the day for something like this before. His hips twitch into her grip as he turns, reaching out to pull her in for a kiss. It's long and lazy, and right now with her hand around his dick it's exactly what he needs.

"This is new." he murmurs when they pull apart, a lazy smile making it's way across his lips.

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She comfortably falls into his kiss, a happy sigh escaping her lips just before they meet his. Her own grin is wide when she realizes he's not going to force her away, and her hand wraps around his erection and pumps him slowly.

He's handsome -- his smile always gets to her in the best of ways. "I know," she giggled, though there was a husky tone to her voice. "I couldn't kelp myself." That pun might have been a bit of a stretch, but hey, she'd just woken up, too.

[psionichax0r]

He smiles wider at her stupid pun, but it's soon interrupted by a breathy moan. His eyebrows crease in pleasure as he feels her move up and down his length. He should do something for her, but he just wants to kiss her. He does, meeting her lips again before moving to suck at her neck, breath hot and heavy in her ear.

"F-fuck FF."

If she's wearing anything he pulls back to try and take it off. He feels kind of like he's rushing it, but he woke up halfway there already and he doesn't want to wait any longer than he has to. He wants her, wants to see her, he wants to take one of her nipples in his mouth and her her moan.

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Her short nightie comes up and over her head with ease, breasts falling free with a slight bounce. She's tugging at the rim of his pants, eager and unconcerned about whether or not he goes fast. She wants him to. If he had any doubt, it could easily be assuaged by the fact that her silk panties are already damp when they're tugged off and discarded.

"I need you," she whispers, hands immediately on him again as her leg snakes in between his, grinding slowly to try and relieve some of the ache she was feeling.

[psionichax0r]

Fuck, that was hot. She needed him, and from the way she was grinding against him she wasn't lying either. It's not long before her hands are stroking him again and desire runs through him. He swallows a moan, moving to push those hands away. No more teasing. He shifts, moving until he's on top of her. Leaning down he sucks one of her nipples into his mouth and flicks it with his tongue. He can feel her wet against his prick, and he doesn't hesitate to press inside of her. He hilts inside of her with one quick thrust and stops.

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There's a loud gasp as his tongue teases her nipple, already hard from a combination of the cool air and the fact that she was already aroused. It's followed by a loud moan as he pushes inside her, one leg wrapping around his waist. One hand finds his hair, fingers tightening as her hips rise to meet his, and the other rested on his back.

It was the fullness she wanted, that she was craving so badly, and even that wasn't enough. "Fuck me," she whispered, voice almost a whimper. She wasn't always so crass, but she knew what she needed right now. It was the same feeling from her dream -- she recalled it now -- of needing to please.

[psionichax0r]

He closes his eyes, overwhelmed by the feeling of her against him. She's so slick. Her hand in his hair one of the few things grounding him. He can't help the shiver that runs through him as she tells him to fuck her. It was a command, but the way she whimpered as she spoke made it sound like a plea. Right now, there was no way he could say no to something like that.

He pulls out before slamming back into her. His pace is steady, but each time he pulls out slowly only to pund into her again. She feels amazing, she always does, but this time something is different. She's desperate, he realizes, hungry for him and the thought makes his stomach clench. He wanted to fuck her, hard.