dumping this here cuz i dont think ill finsh it so gl 2 anyone who trys 2 read it
thinking about suntio again expect its sunday being so touch starved he practly loses his mind when ratio hugs him in his sleep. That Man is fucking beyond pathetic for any crumb of attention ratio could give him + is probably touch-starved to a hyper religious extent. just lying there having his internal freak out over the feeling ratios head is resting on his shoulder. the warmth from the soft breath against his skin, the weight from the bicep thrown across his torso. Really, its a miracle sundays been able 2 keep his freak-out internal. let alone when he registers just how close ratios crotch is to his hip. when there legs intertwine.
Its pure bliss for a man as whipped as Sunday is. Gives him this warm tingly feeling in his chest he cant quite describe, pools in his stomach, stretching towards the tips of his fingers & the skin under his toes. gives him this blanket of warmth & satisfaction he hasn't felt before. All while feeding into his delusions of this being more then a simple "one time-thing" or " no strings attached" type arrangement he's always told it is. Somethings that's easy to ignore when this isn't the first - and nor will it be the last- time he wakes up 2 the breath taking sight that is veritas ratio, sleeping soundly in his bed. it is however, the first time ratios initiated physical contact or held him like this.That Sunday is certain of. Sunday is a man of faith after all, a pious man who places grate emphases on self control & casting out sinful thoughts - and yet, despite all that- Sunday is still simply just a man after all. ... And now he appres to be stuck at a cross road. The main issue with this blessing of a situation is that Sundays ...a littlestuck as one might put it. before him lies two paths; He can wake his sleeping bride and seek assistance for the suffocating tightness in his pants, finding relief in the enjoyment that come from pleasuring his wife. OR he can forgo these sinful thoughts and saviour this rare moment he has here...simply being able 2 just enjoy ratios presence, the weight of his body and the warmth of his skin - there's no hostility in the mans eyes or stubbornness in his voice ,,,just the sight of ratios sleeping face, Sunday wouldnt have believed it was possible for anyone to look any more heavenly if he hadened witnessed a sight such as this with his own eyes. On 1 hand he doesn't want 2 wake Ratio and risk ending the costliest thing hes had to a hug since his mothers passing. - but on the other sundays not sure how much longer he can stand the growing tightness in his pants.
100% he'd get hard just from ratio brushing up on him cus hes a loser Sunday feels like the kind loser 2 dry hump when he's desperate idk y why not both he already has a fucking MOTHER kink he might as well indulge in the joys of flesh (he rubs off on ratios leg while ratios still asleep) The ONE time he fucking gets of on his own and its cuz he's able 2 fucking convice himself it's ratio rubbing against him not the other way around wont touch himself, doesn't seem very big on letting ratio touch him (in the sense of 'servicing' sunday ? ig ?), but sometimes so overcome that he can't help but 'innocently press up against' something After all its not like he's touching himself after all! He's simply using his wife's gorges legs for there intended use. It's NOT sin if his wife is the one pleasuring him (proceeds 2 normally dry hump Ratio when the man's unconscious/asleep) fucking becomes a habit for Sunday to get off that way because he's sooo gracious to allow his wife a lie-in while sunday gets up early for work and if ratios habitual position is curled around Sunday with his thigh happening to be in such a compromising ,,, then Sunday is hardly to blame, no ?
fantasy in his head that it's ratio being clingy and tempting him back to sleep/bed and Sunday is being such a good, faithful man, by resisting ratios attempts Convincing himself his temptress of a wife (who hates him) is trying 2 lure him back to bed and away from his busy work life for a nother round of ✨️love making✨️,his lovely little spoilt wife who spends his mornings sleeping in while Sunday gose 2 work to be able 2 earn nice things 2 spoil Ratio with meanwhile the man's "dragging" him back into the lovely warm bed so they can cuddle some more - and well, it's hardly sundays fault if the only way his clingly wife will let him go is if he allows himself 2 be "serviced" in the mornings by ratio before giving the man a good bye kiss and tucking him in watching the way his body moves at the sudden lack of contact before heading of 2 be a responsible man of faith sunday thinking theyre just living like a picture perfect nuclear family and that his wife is the sweetest little minx in the world, meanwhile he isnt there to see ratio wake up and realize sunday's not bothered to clean him up after and grimaces at the fucking mess its made of both him and the bed