#hex haywire

there was nothing wrong with what you were doing, you assure yourself. everyone has done this. especially if they have a partner. especially especially when they were missing them oh so much.

which is why you have both ear buds in playing your boyfriend's spicy ASMR and have two fingers stuffing your cunt currently. this is fine! the shame you were feeling had nothing on the pleasure curling in your gut. it felt so good.

you angle your fingers upward, pushing up against that delicious spot. you keen with a low moan. squelching sounds filled your ears.

"that's a good girl. doing so well for me, aren't you baby?" Hex Haywire's deep trebble of a voice purrs and your core throbs even harder. "love it when I fill you up like this? can't even speak a word, can you angel?"

a pathetic whine tumbles from your lips as you get yourself on your fingers. thrusting in and out with the dirty praises in your ears. you always had a thing for his voice. the way he talks was so sexy. and when he seduced you with it was a whole new game. he knew you loved his voice, and spent no time teasing you. Hex would lean in and whisper in that velvety voice of his and you'd tweak. it made him laugh every time.

and now you're getting so close. your boyfriend moans loud and proud and it helps you reach your peak. just a few more thrusts and--

in the middle of your eyes fluttering in ecstasy, your room door opens. your eyelids fly open and you freeze with your legs wide open, panty hanging low around your ankle on the bed with the bedsheets pushed to the side. your clothes strewn about on the floor. your glistening folds on display. and the sinful "music" as background.

speak of the devil, it's your boyfriend, back from the student council meeting.

your chest heaves quickly as you stare at each other. your face burns in embarrassment to be caught in such a predicament. your hand between your thighs and moaning like a whore. you slowly tap your earbud to stop the ASMR. never breaking eye contact.

more awkward silence. Hex's eyes drop to your soaked fingers and you close your legs finally in shame. in a blink he stands in front of you and forces your legs back open. you squeak in surprise.

"i was only gone for a couple hours," he teases with that deep timbre of his. Hex's glasses flash as he observes your form. he licks his lips. "and look how wet you are already. did you miss me that much, my love?"

"i--" you start, gaze darting elsewhere.

"use your words, baby," Hex cooes, rubbing a circle on your knee. it's distracting. and so is the way he's practically devouring you with his eyes.

you stammer. "i just! you know. we haven't been able to- to spend time together a-and i was missing you! that's all."

""that's all"?" he repeats, glasses sliding down his nose as he gazes down at you. you nod furiously. "so this is why i come home to hearing you moan and shoving your fingers inside your pussy?"

you flush at his vulgar words but nod all the same. he clicks his tongue with a shake of his head.

"this won't do. my darling will not suffer alone. what are you even listening to anyway?"

Hex snatches your phone and you watch with owlish eyes. he double taps your screen and reads. a smile slowly appears. he puts it on the bedside table. you blink up at him, fingers still knuckle deep inside you. he gently takes your wrist and tugs slowly. you shudder at the loss of weight but you quickly gain it back when Hex replaces your fingers with his.

you cry out at the sensitivity and he seizes the opportunity to eat you right up. lips moving passionately against your own as he lazily pumps his fingers inside your heat. you buck your hips against his hand, noises of pleasure wantonly muffled. he nips at your bottom lip and soothes it with his tongue. you open your mouth instantly, which earns a low rumble of approval. his tongue dances with yours in seconds, wet kissing sounds and the sound of your cunt swallowing his calloused digits.

he pulls away from your mouth and you chase after him with a soft whine. Hex chuckles, takes your chin in his other hand. he murmurs words of affirmation and love as his motions slow inside you. "it's okay, I'll make you feel good baby."

you grab his big wrist and bat your pretty eyelashes at him. "please papi. need your cock. miss you so much."

your tongue grazes over his thumb and he sucks in a breath. his eyelids are heavy with desire as he pulls his fingers away to lick them clean. your legs quake with anticipation and your cunt pulses. wordlessly, he takes the backs of your knees and yanks you toward him, your back on the bed in seconds. he rips off his belt, unzips his pants and they drop around his feet. your boyfriend stands at the foot of your bed and your hair fans out around your head. you grip the sheets, preparing yourself as you look at his weeping cock, the tip an angry red and leaking with pre cum. he strokes himself a few times, ensuring his length was nice and hard with a hiss.

Hex runs his hand through his hair. "you ready, darling?"

you nod eagerly. "yes, daddy."

"good girl," Hex growls before pushing himself in.

your nails dig into the sheets, back curved like a bow. everytime you got intimate with him, your body still needed to adjust to his…well. big size. it was a feat to get the monster inside you. but with the price of walking privileges and rearranging your insides. it was so worth it.

your walls clamp around him and your boyfriend gives a low groan, cursing underneath his breath. tears rim your eyes.

"'so big," you mumble with heavy breaths.

Hex leans forward to give you a forehead kiss, his other hand snaking around your leg to your core. he shushes you and presses circles against your clit. you moan softly, focusing on the pleasure rather than the burn of ths stretch.

a few minutes pass. you nod. Hex slowly buries himself in you and the both of you sigh in pleasure. before your boyfriend sets a punishing yet delicious pace to have your eyes rolling backward. skin against skin. sweat dripping. cries in the air along with the scent of sex. his balls slapping against your ass with each thrust. he cages you in with his arms, moaning shamelessly about how tight and how good you feel around his dick. how he missed you and wished for this gorgeous pussy around his cock every day. how much he wants to fuck you and make you cream around his length over and over and over…

you exchange clawing the sheets to clawing his back and the bed thumps hard against the wall. neither of you cared. only for the sweet build up of pleasure burning in your guts, and the way each other sounds. you hiccup and moan his name, along with calling him "papi". it drives him feral, and he responds with calling you his "good little slut" and driving you deep into the mattress. your legs hold on for dear life around his waist.

"'m close!" you babble at him, panting and whimpering.

"come," Hex orders, voice gravelly. "come for me, babygirl. be a good girl and come for papi, yeah? fuck, you c-can do that, right slut?"

and with a high pitched stutter of a cry, you release hard onto his length, the frothy ring spreading and dripping onto the bed sheets. again, you could care less. your walls squeeze like a vice around him and he helps you ride your orgasm out with a set jaw. and with that Hex groans as he pulls out, pumping himself a few good times before coming all over your stomach, hot semen coating your sweaty skin.

he plops beside you with a huff, brushing the hair out of your face. you giggle breathlessly and hold his hand against your face. he chuckles himself, gaze full of adoration as he looks you over real quick.

"I'll get you a towel, clean you up."

Hex rises, smiling at you sweetly. "want any snacks? water? should i start the bath tub too?"

you get up on your elbows. "all the above, please."

"anything for my princess."

and he pads off with a goofy smile on his face. you smirk as you stare at his ass as he walks away.

this was truly the life.

doppio dropscythe is clumsy. it’s his first time and a bit too excited for his own good, so you’ll need to guide him and be vocal about any possible discomfort. he’ll be the roughest out of the bunch, not intentionally, it’s just in his nature. there will be quite a few bruises and hickeys scattered about your skin, but it’s worth it because, not only is he blessed below the belt and able to fuck you so hard you’ll see stars, but he’s also terrific at aftercare, and will carry you into the bathtub filled with warm water like a princess. he’ll handle you more carefully next time (unless you want him to be just as or even more rough).

meloco kyoran is nervous. it’s probably also her first time too, and her inexperience makes her hesitant because everything she knows was taught by the internet after running away from home. she's asking over and over again if it’s okay, needing assurance that she’s doing a good job and that this is really what you wanted— that you really wanted her. you’ll need to encourage her with your words, help her out by wiggling your hips into hers onto her strap, and pull her down for a kiss when she finally fully sinks into you.

hex haywire is tender. he holds you so close it’s almost suffocating, his arms wrapped around you and his face buried into your shoulder as he presses kisses onto your skin. he’ll wax poetry about how beautiful you look while taking him for the first time, how good you feel clenching around his cock, and how he wishes he’ll be the first and last. you can hardly tell if the heat in your face is from the building pressure in your abdomen or how sexy his deep voice sounds saying all of that, but he’s easily able to tell the effect he has on you.

kotoka torahime is cheeky. she’s all smiles and teases you throughout, making you so flustered you will completely forget about how nervous you were. sometimes it is unintentional like she’ll accidentally say something a little silly and will make you burst out in laughter as she smacks you with threats of not going through with it if you don’t take her seriously (she’s just saying that, of course). both of you are pretty giggly throughout, so drunk in love that the initial penetration isn’t painful in the least bit and skips straight to the pleasure.

ver vermillion is gentle. he puts you first, checking in periodically to make sure you are okay, pausing each time you groan to see if you’re alright, and just being a sweetheart. his kindness is almost to a fault, so much so that you need to beg him to cut to the chase and fuck you already since he’s probably been fingering or eating you out for what feels like forever. he gets carried away in the foreplay because he’s so scared of hurting you, so remind him you aren’t made of glass and will be fine even if he gets a little rough.

“Oh, that’s it,” Hex groans, his fingers flexing as he holds your hair back and away from your face. You were currently sat in front of him, on your knees, with the tip of his cock in your mouth. Your lips are wrapped around the head, gently sucking on it and peering up at him through your lashes, looking all too innocent in comparison to the absolutely sinful things you were doing. “And you say you’ve never done this before.. but that tongue of yours? God,” he breathes out, his piercing gaze locked on you with lust blown pupils. 

You can only hum around his length, kitten-licking the slit before tentatively pulling away to speak. “I really haven’t.. but I’m happy you’re feeling good..,” you murmur, pressing a gentle kiss to his tip, the action making him shudder. “I’m more than feeling good, angel. But how about you? Think you can take more of me?” He asks then, the words making you bite your bottom lip, to which he quickly uses his free hand to coax it from your teeth with a smile. “Easy, baby. No biting.”

You nod, returning his smile and allowing your eyes to flicker down to his cock, admiring the look of it for just a moment. He was so fucking hard, it made you salivate. A vein ran along the underside from the base to the head, and you couldn’t help but feel the urge to run your tongue along it to see how he’d react. However, that was far too ambitious for you at the moment. He noticed the slight hesitancy in your movements, the way you licked your lips as you stared at his length, the action seeming like it happened subconsciously. 

“What are you thinking about, sweetheart?” His voice pulls you out of your brief haze, your brows quirking as you look back up at him with half-lidded eyes. “Mmm… Wanna taste you. I’m ready to take more,” you respond eagerly, bouncing a little bit on your thighs while your hands absently gripped at your chest, toying with your nipples through your shirt every so often. You can see the way his lashes flutter at your words, a low groan rumbling from his chest. “Yeah? Think your pretty throat can handle this?” Hex says, gripping himself at the base and tapping the head of his cock against your parted lips. You nod, your tongue darting out to lick at it in return.

“Fuck,” he groans, his fingers momentarily tightening their grip in your hair, delivering a delicious sting to your scalp that practically has you purring. “Open wide for me, baby,” he murmurs then, his free hand drifting down to grip your jaw and gently squeezing the sides of it, your mouth opening almost involuntarily with the motion. Of course, this was what you wanted. He bites his lip as he slides his cock into your mouth, slowly, a low grunt leaving his lips as he watches his length disappear down into your throat. He stops halfway, tapping your cheek gently. “Good? You can keep going, baby?” He asks softly. You nod, relaxing the best you can to take him fully, your lips stretched wide to accommodate the size of his girth. 

Hex curses under his breath as he continues to slide into your mouth, the warm wetness of your throat slowly enveloping his cock nearly has him throwing all caution to the wind and bucking his hips forward, but somehow he’s able to restrain himself. He’s teaching you a lesson, after all. He can feel the way your throat instinctively constricts around the intrusion, “Relax. Breathe through your nose, try not to gag.” His reminder has you sputtering for a moment before you’re trying your best to relax your throat, doing as he says and desperately trying to ignore the urge to choke. 

He smiles at your efforts, his grip loosening in your hair and instead giving you an affectionate headpat, almost as though he was trying to offer you some sort of distraction from the large size of his cock in your mouth. “You’re doing so well, angel. I see those pretty little tears.. but you’re doing so, so well,” he mutters, his nails now gently scratching at your scalp. You swallow around his length, the feeling pulling a soft groan from him as you gaze up at him with watery eyes that have him cooing at you. “Oh, darling. Look at you. So pretty like this..,” he whispers, the praise making you let out a muffled whimper. The sound sends a vibration through him, a shiver going down his spine as he groans again. 

Slowly but steadily, and after he checks to make sure that you’re still doing okay, he tightens the grip he has in your hair and begins moving your head back and forth. “Fuck,” he hisses through gritted teeth, throwing his head back at the way your throat tightens around him a little, squeezing his cock so deliciously as you take nearly the entirety of his length. “You’re so good at that, baby..,” he whispers, and you hum in response, the sound sending vibrations throughout his body that have him groaning and bucking his hips forward. Hex bites his lip when he hears you gag, but he can’t slow down now, not when the warm, wet cavern of your throat feels so fucking good wrapped around him. “I know, baby, I know.. just take it for me..,” he murmurs, continuing to gaze down at you with hooded eyes as he fucks your mouth. 

You hollow out your cheeks as you suck, tears beginning to spill from your eyes and down your face, but you didn’t pay it any attention—your focus now was on making him feel good. His movements speed up a little bit, his moans becoming more frequent and high pitched, the muscles of his thighs and abdomen rippling as he gets close to finishing. “God, fuck. Baby, I’m.. I’m gonna cum.. please, can I—,” before he’s even done speaking, you’re nodding the best you can with his cock down your throat, staring up at him with bleary, tear-filled eyes, and the sight has him shoving his length the furthest it’s been one last time, his mouth dropping open with a long, drawn out moan as his release fills your mouth. You have no choice but to swallow it, taking all he has to give you before you drag your tongue up the underside as you pull off with a pop!

 He’s panting heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he rides out his high, his head resting back against the chair he’d sat on to start this whole thing. “Goddamn,” he breathes, the hand he has in your hair going completely lax as he comes down from his orgasm, peering down at you with a half-lidded gaze and thinly veiled desire swirling in his eyes. You can only smile up at him and give him a hopeful look, your voice a little hoarse the next time you speak. “Was I good?” you ask, and the question has him scoffing and shaking his head playfully. “Baby, you were perfect. Passed my class with flying colors,” he murmurs, his hand drifting down to cup your jaw and run his thumb over your cheek. You lean into the touch with a hum, your eyes fluttering shut as a soft sigh of relief leaves your lips. The last things you hear before being thrown onto his bed is his low chuckle, his words sending a thrill of pleasure and anticipation through you. 

"After this weekend, I am officially quitting," you said, groaning as you rubbed your eyes.

Your boyfriend had propped himself up on his elbow and moved some of your bedhead hair out of your face. "Your hangover that bad, hm?" he asked you with his morning voice, which was even deeper and hoarser than it normally already was.

"I mean, not really?" you replied as you reached over to the nightstand to grab the bottle of sports drink you always left there to rehydrate after a night of drinking and took a couple of sips, "I mean, we both know that both of us have a high tolerance. But I am just so done with being like this." Your boyfriend just hummed in response and picked up the bottle of water he had left on his own nightstand and gulped half of it down. "In that case, let's have 3 more awesome nights, and then we're quitting. Both of us. I know it will be absolute hell for you since your brain is rewired to struggle when you quit, but you got me. I will be here to help you," your boyfriend said as he snuggled closer to you and hugged you tight, leaving a few kisses on top of your head.

Damn your boyfriend and his understanding of humans and addiction so much. But he was right. You had been in rehab before, and you had followed several courses about the combination of mental issues and addiction. How it affects your brain, how your brain literally rewires neuron pathways if you're susceptible to addiction and how to deal with it. You had successfully quit on your own several times since then, and you enjoyed life to the fullest. But sometimes, life just became unbearable, and one night of drinking made you go back down the rabbit hole of daily drinking.

This would be the third time you would be quitting with Hex by your side, and the last 2 times, he was super helpful. He let you ramble when you were feeling restless, wasn't complaining when you were tossing and turning and shaking your leg while you were lying in your bed, trying to self-soothe in some sort of way. Your withdrawals were never harmful or dangerous — thankfully — but they were definitely a nuisance. He would give you some gentle touches, he would talk you through the moments when the need for alcohol would surface and distract you with all sorts of affection — either it being just making out or some rough sex to tire you out enough so you could sleep peacefully.

The thing you were dreading most was the insomnia it brought. All the other things, you could deal with relatively okay. But every time, the insomnia part is what made you struggle most. It made you crave a drink — or 5 — to sleep, even though you knew that after just a few weeks, your brain would have readjusted to sleeping without alcohol in your system; you just didn't have the patience for it.

Both of you rehydrated, went to the toilet to pee and did some lazy chilling around the house for the day, since it was friday and both of you were free for the day and the weekend — so essentially you had an extra long weekend together. That evening, Hex took you out for dinner to your favourite sushi restaurant, and that made you so happy. You enjoyed all your favourite kinds of food as both of you laughed plenty.

When you came home, both of you hopped into the shower, and you poured some drinks after that. You always got super hungry when drinking, so when you got hungry later that evening, you made both of you some pasta to enjoy. Both of you mostly just lazed around on the couch while watching some horror movies as you were drinking.

When you got to bed, you put the water and sports drinks bottles on your nightstands — something that had become the standard by now. You did some making out before going to sleep, and you drifted off to dreamland, happily, with your foreheads pressed together.

The next day, both of you woke up groggy as usual, chugging sports drinks and water and then getting dressed to start your day. You didn't really have a plan for that day yet, but you suggested that maybe a trip to a local amusement park would be a fun way to pass the time. So, that's what you did.

You went on all the rides, ate the tasty food the different food stands had to offer and then went back for a second round of roller coaster rides (if the line for them wasn't too long, that was). You had so much fun! You drove home pretty late — since the park was open longer in the summertime — hopped in the shower once more, and just chilled around the house as both of you drank plenty. Later, you had ordered some pizzas with milkshakes for both of you to snack on as you were listening to music or watching another movie.

Another morning, another day of waking up dehydrated and groggy. Tonight would be your last night of drinking, forever (hopefully). That day you went to the park for a romantic picnic. You had prepared all kinds of tasty things to eat there. You had made sandwiches, packed some chips and soda and cut up some fruit. You stayed there for quite some time, watching the sun set as you cuddled. When it got a bit darker, you packed up and went home. This time, both of you hopped into the bathtub instead, having your first drink as you were relaxing and cuddling in the bath. After you had washed yourselves and had finished your first drink, you got out of the bath to dry off, put on your pyjamas and start watching this one anime both of you had been meaning to start for a few weeks now.

The next morning, you both chugged your hydration drinks and got dressed to get to work. Tonight would be the first night without a drink in a while, and you were really nervous. You got distracted a lot at work, thinking about it lots. But you knew you'd have Hex by your side to help you.

When both of you came home from work, Hex asked you if you'd maybe like to go out to eat, knowing how important it is to keep doing the things that would normally bring you joy when you were drinking, to teach your brain that it can be fun without alcohol too. After a bit of debating, you decided that you'd go to an Italian restaurant. You had some super tasty pasta and tiramisu for dessert.

When you got home, the anxiety started hitting you full force. While you stood in the shower, Hex could tell you were really nervous. He cuddled you and told you it would be okay. After both of you cleaned up, you headed to bed.

When you were lying in bed, you were tossing and turning a lot, sleep not coming anytime soon. You were so restless that you got out of bed a few times to just sit behind your laptop to distract you for a bit and start on this one fanfic you had been meaning to write for days now. When Hex woke up, he noticed you weren't in bed and started looking for you, knowing full well where you would be.

"Hey babygirl, still can't sleep? It's like 4 in the morning," your boyfriend said as he walked up to you and hugged you from behind, leaving some gentle kisses on your cheek. "Let me just... Let me finish this little bit of the story, and I'll come to bed with you," you promised him, and you kept your word.

Hex just sat on the chair next to yours, occasionally rubbing your back and patiently waiting for you to finish up. Both of you eventually went back to bed, and Hex held you close, letting you ramble about all the random thoughts swarming in your head. Hex just lay there as his hand weaved through your hair while the other one rubbed gentle circles on your hip. He knew it would be even worse tomorrow, so he had to come up with a plan to help you through the upcoming days, the best he could. Luckily for you, he already had an idea of what to do. If you were in the mood for it, of course.

Hex had stayed awake all this time, keeping you company so you wouldn't have to deal with your restlessness and your thoughts on your own. When your mind finally quieted down, it finally happened. With your face buried in your boyfriend's neck, you fell asleep, a small smile on your face. The sun was rising by now, and both of you would have to get out of bed soon, but Hex refused to go to sleep when you were struggling so much. You managed to get about 2 hours of sleep, which was better than nothing — in his opinion — and soon enough the alarm went off to get out of bed and go to work.

You both felt like absolute hell as you were getting dressed for work, and you knew the upcoming nights would be hell, too. But he promised you he'd help, so that's what he was going to do.

When both of you came home and had dinner, you showered today's worries away, and your boyfriend took your hand in his as he led you over to the bed.

"Tell me, babygirl. How about we have some fun, hm? Might tire you out enough to give you a good night's sleep, after all. And besides..." your boyfriend said as he left a few hungry kisses on your lips, "I want you to feel loved and desired. And I also want you to have some distraction from this hell you're going through." he continued as his kisses moved lower, as he was now assaulting your neck with gentle nips and hickeys. "I mean... Will it even be fun? I'm not sure I can get in the mood to begin with, I am so anxious..." you whispered as you were close to crying. "Shh, babygirl, look at me. I will make sure you'll have fun. I will make sure you go to sleep tired tonight. Pinky promise." Hex replied as he sat you up to take off your shirt so he could feel more skin against skin. "I mean... Okay... Sorry if I'm going to be a total buzzkill," you said as you lifted your butt off the bed so Hex could take off your shorts and your thong. "I promise you, princess, you're gonna love it — just like you always do," your boyfriend replied with a wink as he got between your thighs.

He had taken off his own shorts and underwear in the meantime, and then he started letting a single digit run up and down your folds. Not much of a reaction for now, as he expected. But when he started playing with your clit, you threw your head back, and he could tell you were slowly but surely getting more aroused as he kept playing with it. After a bit of time, he could see your folds glistening in the moonlight that peeked through the curtains, so he decided to start eating you out in earnest.

He wasn't holding back in the slightest, using all the tricks he knew you always loved. He entered you with his tongue while his finger rubbed slow circles on your clit, or he'd be sucking on it as his fingers entered you to rub at that one, spongy, special spot inside of you. Soon enough, you'd be pulling at his ice coloured hair, trying to pull him ever closer to you. He could tell you were close now, and you let him know — which you knew wasn't necessary, of course, he knew.

"Fuck, I'm so close... Fuck, baby..." you panted as you put your head up just enough to look at him as he was eating you out like you were a 5-star meal. The look he gave you sent butterflies swarming all through your stomach. Hungry, starved, pussydrunk. God, he could do this forever if you'd let him. "Come for me, babygirl. C'mon, let go. I know you can, I know you want you." Hex said while his fingers were still rubbing at your g-spot at a rapid pace, wasting no time in instantly digging in to start sucking at your clit again.

It took just a few more seconds for you to fall apart, letting your head fall back as your nails dug into his scalp now — just the way he loved it. He helped you through your orgasm by still stimulating your clit with his tongue. After a little bit, he noticed you went limp as you were heaving for fresh air.

He crawled up to meet your face and left some kisses on your lips, letting you taste yourself on them. A deep chuckle that reverberated in his chest left his throat as you kissed him so deeply while your hands weaved through his hair.

"Tell me, babygirl — do you want some more, hm? How about I get you absolutely exhausted for the night?" Hex asked you as his body slightly squished yours. But that was okay with you — having him on top of you felt like a sort of comfortable safety blanket; you loved it. "Y-yeah, I'd like more..." you whispered with a massive blush on your face as you looked into his eyes with your half-lidded ones. Both of you had blown pupils, eager for more. "In that case... I am going to fuck you until you collapse," your boyfriend replied with a smirk.

Your boyfriend readjusted himself so his hard-on would be prodding against your core as he wrapped your legs around his waist. He slowly but surely pushed inside of you as both of you moaned in unison. God, he could never get tired of your body — ever.

He soon enough set a hard rhythm, letting his hips slap against yours every time he bottomed out. He always felt incredible to you — he was big, after all. Both of you were a vocal mess, a harmony of moans, groans, growls and whimpers filling the room. You were clawing at his back, letting him deliver such overwhelming pleasure to your body. You kept begging him to never stop, for him to fuck you senseless. Oh, he was going to do just that, all right.

It didn't take you long, especially now that his hand had sneaked between both of you to rub at your clit. You were whimpering now, about how close you were getting. He could feel you clamping down on him — and it sent his mind reeling so much that his own climax approached him steadily.

"Fuck, babygirl, fuck... You feel so good. I can tell you're close, and so am I. C'mon, babygirl, cum for me, I know you can do it," your boyfriend growled into your ear with that deep, sultry voice of his. "Hex, fuck... I can't hold it... I'm... I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" you whimpered as he kept thrusting into you with a harsh pace as his finger kept rubbing circles on your clit. "That's it, baby. Come for me... Let go, I know you want you. C'mon, let go." Hex groaned into your neck, leaving some bites and hickeys there. It didn't take you long to cum so hard that you released all over your boyfriend, and he followed soon after, keeping his face buried in your neck while constantly whispering praises to you.

Both of you took some time to catch your breath, but he knew you'd need much more to be super tired and satisfied. So he fucked you again, and again, and again. First, he made you turn on all fours, and he fucked you doggy style. After that, he put you into a mating press to fuck you some more. By this time, you were going delirious and going a bit sore.

"C'mon, babygirl, you can give me one more, can't you? You're a big, strong girl, you got one more in you, I know you do," your boyfriend said as he helped you through your orgasm. You whimpered and whined about how that would be the last one, and he promised you that he'd let you sleep after that.

He had fucked you doggy style one more time, hugging you as close as he could while whispering constant praises into your ear as his chest lay flat on your back, while he had his arms wrapped around your middle as his hips kept meeting yours.

"Fuck, you feel so good, my sweet baby. Gonna fill you up one more time, yeah? Come on, babygirl, let go for me one more time, yeah? Absolutely soil me — cover me in your cum." Hex cooed as he could feel you getting closer. You were so exhausted that the strength had left your upper body as you fell down and were now in downward dog position. "Hex, fuck, I can't do it... I can't do it anymore... It feels so good, but I can't..." you whined as you felt absolute exhaustion hit you. You thought you couldn't hit another orgasm, but your boyfriend was happy to help you fix that. "Yeah, you can, babygirl. C'mon, I'll help you. coat me one more time, yeah? I know you want to. How about this, hm? Does this help, hm?" Hex asked you as his finger stimulated your clit once more while he left hungry biting marks and hickeys all over your neck and shoulder blades.

You didn't really reply with any words, but he could tell it was helping indeed. He could feel you shiver and shake against his body while your cunt clamped down on him once more. He knew this orgasm would completely destroy you, and that was his goal.

"I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" you almost screamed desperately as you felt your orgasm wash over you like a tsunami. "That's it, baby, let go," your boyfriend said with a desperate growl as he released inside of you quickly after you came.

Both of you collapsed on top of each other, lying in a pool of release from both of you. Your boyfriend got a wet washcloth and cleaned you up as best he could. After that, he put you onto the couch across from the bed after putting some fresh underwear on you. He quickly changed the bedsheets so you could lie in a clean bed, knowing full well that would help you sleep best. He would take care of the laundry tomorrow, since he had the day off anyway.

When he had quickly rinsed himself off and put on some clean underwear, he crawled into bed next to you. He noticed you were already so close to falling asleep, but he had the feeling that it was you who stayed awake on purpose this time.

"Hey babygirl, how are you feeling?" Hex asked you as he moved some of your hair out of your face. "Mmm, feel so good, thank you so much, Hexy. I love you so much," you said with a happy sigh as you pressed your forehead against his after leaving some kisses all over his face. "No problem, sweetheart. How about we do this the upcoming nights until you sleep better, hm?" He suggested with a smirk on his face. "Mmm, we'll see. For now, I wanna sleep," you said as you were so close to drifting off to dreamland now. "Of course, babygirl. Sleep well. I love you." Hex said as he left a few loving kisses on your forehead. "G'night... Love you too..." you whispered as you drifted off to sleep.

In the upcoming days, he had fucked you plenty to offer some distraction and exhaust you the best he could. He also picked up the prescription for sleeping meds you had ordered from your primary care doctor, something you had been meaning to pick up about 2 weeks ago, but you completely forgot about it. This helped you sleep as well, and it made you fall asleep with a quiet mind as you hugged your boyfriend.