lying there for a moment first. watching you. the way you look when you're completely unguarded. your face soft. your breathing slow and even. completely trusting in a way you only are when you're asleep.

hand finding you slowly. so slowly. resting against you first. reveling in your warmth. feeling you breathe. in and out. in and out. still fast asleep.

staying like that for a long time. my hand resting there. feeling the soft of you. giving you time. giving myself time. telling myself i was just going to stay like this. just this.

starting to move. barely anything at all. the gentlest possible circles. so light you could almost convince yourself nothing was happening.

feeling you stir. just slightly. a small shift. another sound.

"shh." lips finding your hair immediately. "you're dreaming baby. just a dream. go back to sleep."

feeling you settle. your breathing deepening again. your body going heavy and soft.

waiting. completely still. making sure.

then starting again. the same impossible gentleness. feeling you respond even in sleep. your body so honest when your mind isn't there to second guess it. getting warmer under my hand.

watching every small thing that happens on your face. the way your brow softens slightly. the way your lips part just barely. the way your breathing isn't quite as even as it was.

your hips shifting. the smallest movement. unconscious. pressing slightly toward my hand without deciding to.

staying where i am. not chasing it. not giving more. letting your body find me when it’s ready.

fingers moving a little lower now. finding your hole so slowly. pressing inside carefully. feeling you take them even in sleep. your body opening so easily. so readily. even now. even like this.

another small stir. your hand moving slightly on the pillow.

"shh shh." pressing a kiss to your temple. your hair. rubbing slow circles on your back with my free hand. "still dreaming sweetheart. i've got you. just sleep."

feeling you settle back. your breathing evening out. your hand going still.

waiting again a few minutes before trying again.

then starting to move my fingers. barely anything. the slowest possible strokes. just enough to feel every small response your body gives me. every flutter. every clench.

feeling you get wetter around my fingers with every stroke. your body responding to every bit of me.

your hips starting to move now. sleepy and uncoordinated and involuntary. small rocking movements. your body finding something to chase without knowing what it is.

not speeding up yet. pressing a little deeper on each stroke. finding that spot.

a sharper breath escaping you. your hands gripping the pillow slightly.

"shh." so quiet. lips brushing your hair.

feeling you try to settle. feeling you not quite be able to. your body too present now. too aware of something even if your mind isn't.

fingers curling slightly. just slightly. feeling you clench immediately around them. feeling you get so much wetter.

your hips finding a rhythm now. slow and sleepy but consistent. rocking against my hand in your sleep. grinding forward slightly with every stroke of my fingers. your body taking over.

little sounds starting. the sounds you make when you're not thinking about how you sound.

letting your body do all the work. letting it build as slowly as it needs to.

watching your face. watching pleasure move across it while you're somewhere else. the way your brow softens. the way your mouth parts. the way everything in you that's usually held slightly tight just lets go.

your hips moving more urgently now. your breathing uneven. little whimpers escaping.

"shh baby." rubbing your back slow. "just a dream.“

feeling you get closer. feeling everything start to tighten. you clenching around my fingers more deliberately now. your hips pressing forward harder.

keeping the same pace. giving everything right where your body keeps coming back to find me.

feeling it build and build and build.

your breathing getting shorter. your sounds getting less controlled. your whole body tightening around my fingers.

and then.

your eyes opening. heavy and confused and not quite sure what's real. the disoriented look of someone caught between sleeping and waking.

feeling it hit you before you've even processed where you are. your body already there. already at the edge. already going over without asking permission.

finishing on my fingers while you're still half asleep. your hips pressing forward hard and staying. hands gripping the sheets. your whole body shaking through it while your eyes are still trying to focus.

fingers slowing but not stopping. working you through every aftershock.

until you've come down from every last second of your orgasm.

pressing a kiss to your warm sleepy face.

pulling you close. both arms. rubbing your back slow.

pressing the slice to your lips. "hold this for me."

watching you take it careful. holding it between your teeth. you concentrate while trying so hard to be good while the vibrator does exactly what i set it to do underneath you.

turning it up one setting.

watching your jaw go tight trying not to bite down. feeling you shift on my lap. hips wanting to move and nowhere to go. hands flexing behind your back. the effort of it written all over your face. holding the apple, holding still, holding yourself together while i sit there completely unbothered and watch you work for it.

two minutes. i let it go two full minutes. watching you struggle through every second of it. watching your eyes go wet at the corners. watching you breathe through your nose because your mouth is occupied and you're so determined to be good.

then reaching up. taking the apple slice from your lips. bringing it to my mouth. taking a bite slow while i look at you.

"good girl."

turning the vibrator all the way up.

“Fuck baby… you feel so good already,” I moan softly, curling my fingers just right while I hold the vibe steady on her clit. Her hips twitch up instantly, a needy whimper slipping out.

“Baby please… it feels so good,” she breathes, voice shaky. “Please don’t stop, I need more—”

I keep the rhythm steady, fucking her deeper with my fingers and pressing the vibrator firmer, watching her get closer and closer. Her moans get louder, thighs starting to tremble, but right when she’s right there on the edge I pull the vibe back just a little and slow my fingers.

“mm-mm not yet,” I murmur against her thigh, kissing it softly. “Hold it for me. You’re doing so good for me baby.”

“Baby… fuck please,” she whines, hips chasing my hand desperately. “I was so close, please let me cum, I really need to... its so bad-”

I smile and give her a little more, thrusting my fingers faster and putting the vibrator back on her clit, turning it up. She starts grinding against it, getting messier, moaning louder. “That’s it baby, good girl… you’re taking my fingers so well while I tease your clit. Keep begging for me.”

She’s close again, i can feel her pulsing around my fingers, thighs shaking hard. “Please baby please- I’m gonna cum, fuck please let me-"

I pull back again at the last second, slowing everything down until she’s whimpering and squirming. “nooo not yet. Can you hold it a little longer? You sound so fucking pretty when you’re desperate like this.”

She’s breathing heavy, voice breaking as she begs even sweeter. “Baby please I can’t- I need to cum so bad, I’ll be so good, just let me cum on my fingers please-”

I groan softly and finally give in, fucking her harder with my fingers and pressing the vibrator tight against her clit on the highest setting. “Good girl… you’re so fucking perfect. Cum for me baby”

Her begging turns into broken moans as she finally lets go. I feel her pussy clamp down tight around my fingers, thighs shaking hard while she soaks my hand and the sheets, body arching and trembling with every wave. I keep fucking her through it with my fingers and the vibrator, drawing it out nice and slow, milking every last pulse that i can.

My butch girlfriend and I have talked about recording ourselves when we’re fucking before. She decides to start recording me when I’m on my knees sucking her strap. “Thats it.. look up at the camera while you’re sucking my cock..” She has her hand behind my head lightly thrusting into my mouth while I look up at the camera with wide eyes. I stop sucking it and hide my face. “C’mon, baby don’t hide your face.. keep sucking my cock..” I grab the shaft of her strap and start sucking on it again. She’s moaning while pushing my head onto it. I’m looking at her while her phone is in front of my face, gagging on her strap.

She starts face fucking me more harder and takes it out of my mouth and I gasp and catch my breath. “Fuck.. you’re such a slut.. taking my cock down your throat like that..” There’s spit running down my chin onto my tits. She slaps me across the face and props her phone up. She lifts up my chin and shoves her strap back into my mouth. She starts fucking my mouth again while I grab onto her legs, gagging and tearing up. She eventually takes my mouth off of it and I try to catch my breath while tears are streaming down my face. I glance at the camera to see my mascara ruined and spit all over myself. “Alright.. that’s enough of a break.. keep fucking sucking it..” “Baby.. my throat.. my jaw hurts..” She then grabs my face and bends down and kisses me. “Okay.. then that’s enough for now.. you did so good for me..”

“I can take care of myself.”

“ooooh believe me i know.”