[SDV] Bachelors x Farmer Passing Out
Summary: Anon does a pretty good job of explaining what's going on here pfft.
Warning(s): Blatant Somnophilia here, Rough Sex, Degradation (in Shane/Jio's part), Aftercare (In Elliot's part), More Porn than Plot tbh, Jio and the Reader have a Fuck-Buddy relationship in their part, Jio being mean, Whiny! Sebastian, Virgin! Sebastian, Slight Brat-coded Reader in Jio's part
Side Note(s): Maybe I'm too freaked out, but I can see a lot of the guys continuing to fuck you after you've passed out ngl. [Minus Harvey, which is why he's not included in this 😔 ]
With Harvey being on bench rest, though, I've decided to replace him with Jio <3333
Elliot
He's stopping all activities immediately.
Even if you've told him beforehand that you're comfortable with him fucking you while you're passed out. I still think he'd be the type of guy to still find it kind of icky?
First time having sex or not, he believes that sex is better when both of you are present. And as much as Elliot likes seeing you go dumb on his cock, he doesn't want you so pleasure-drunk that you're passing out and now he's no longer able to hear your cute sounds anymore!
That being said, though—
He wouldn't be totally immune to getting a bit of an ego boost from the fact that you passed out due to how good he was dicking you down.
Therefore, he's definitely going to fuck you with a bit more of an ego once you wake up.
♡ - "F-Fuuuuckk...! E-Elliot! B-Baby...y-you're gonna—Ah~!"
His cock twitched inside of you at the sound of your cockdrunk moans, the sloppy sounds of you pleading and begging mindlessly for more of his dick as Elliot drilled into you pronebone making his mind practically spin with the amount of lust that flooded his body for you. You were insatiable, he thought. No matter how many times he'd tear another orgasm from your pussy or flood your greedy cunt with his cum, you'd simply ask for more by backing your ass back onto his cock while you looked over your shoulder!
And you weren't ashamed of your actions one bit!
How could you be blamed for wanting your boyfriend so badly?
Perhaps it was the way that he looked at you, the smell of the fresh cologne he just bought, or maybe even the way that he was sooooo sweet to you. You could hardly be bothered to pick an exact reason as to what made you so horny for him, your hands nearly ripping at the sheets as you continued to lie good and still for Elliot, completely ignoring the way that the edges of your vision began to grow blurrier and blurrier until—
"F-Fuck..." You whispered breathlessly as you clenched around Elliot, lewd squelching noises beginning to emit from your cunt as your boyfriend began to punch into a gooey spongey spot deep inside of your pussy, creating a creamy white ring of your umpteenth budding orgasm, much to Elliot's quiet amusement. "You're about to cum again, my love?" The writer said as he steadily leaned himself down to better whisper inside of your ear, his lips ghosting over the shell of your ear as the feeling of his warm breath made you clench around him even tighter.
"My, my...you're insatiable tonight, whatever am I going to do with you?" You could only respond with a drawn-out moan as your pleasure continued to grow, more and more and more, until a weak scream left your throat when your orgasm washed over you, the drag of Elliot's cock veins against your walls as he helped you ride out your orgasm, making your mind feel dizzier and dizzier until—nothing. Your body had suddenly gone limp against the sheets.
It took Elliot a couple of more thrusts and chaste kisses against your tear-soaked cheek before he finally noticed that something was off.
Your moans had completely stopped, and when he gently brushed his hand over your face, you hadn't even responded with a single embarrassed whimper! "Dear?" Elliot said, his worry spiking for but a brief moment until you promptly answered him with a soft snore. A chuckle alongside a sigh of relief left the writer before he placed another kiss on your cheek, before pulling out as slowly as he could to avoid disturbing your rest.
When he had gotten off the bed, Elliot proceeded to clean you as quietly as he could as you continued to snore away. He hadn't minded that you fell asleep during the middle of your lovemaking session in the slightest. To be frank, it was a wonder to him that you hadn't fallen asleep or requested that the two of you stop for the night earlier! Your back-to-back orgasms turned you from a former screaming mess to a whiney, pleading thing that didn't seem to know when enough was enough for your body.
And as Elliot remembered how you backed yourself up onto him while you looked over his shoulder, he did his best to ignore his twitching cock as he wiped the sweat from your brow with a lukewarm towel before moving it down to your sensitive sex, each gentle swip of the dampened cloth causing you to twitch in your sleep before you finally relaxed once he was done, Elliot proceeding to tuck you underneath the bedsheets before climbing in himself after you.
And when you'd wake up the next day...he'd be just as ready, if not more, to pamper you through your morning soreness as well.
Sebastian
Walk with me here, I think he'd continue BUT he'd feel guilty about it.
I'm lowkey obsessed with the idea that Sebastian is a virgin, so check this out, the sight of you passed out from how good his cock felt inside of you would both make his ego bigger and make him realize that...he doesn't want to stop juussttt yet.
He'd apologize over and over again as he continues to gently thrust inside of your walls, both cooing for you to not be mad at him for being a teensy bit selfish as well as telling you how good you're making him feel, even when you're not fully awake!
"Even asleep, you still make me feel soooooo good..."
"Sorrysorrysorry...! Just a little more and I'll cum, after that I promise to stop! You can be mad at me all you want..."
He's definitely gaining a bit of a somnophilia kink after this, btw
♡ - "S-Sebby—!" You cried out at the top of your lungs as the filthy sounds of skin slapping against skin echoed throughout the basement of his room.
When you and he had escaped from dinner, under the guise of Sebastian wanting to 'show you some work he had done on his computer'. While he was expecting a few kisses to be exchanged here and there, some heavy touching maybe, he wasn't expecting this in the slightest. The sight of you bouncing yourself up and down in his lap while his hands gripped onto your waist like it was his personal lifeline, however, he wasn't even coming close to complaining as he was mesmerized with the sight of your tits bouncing in sync with your bouncing.
Every time you were too loud, risking the possibility of one of his parents coming downstairs to check in to see what the noise was, his cock twitched filthily at the idea of being caught. Every high-pitched whine or a moment where you'd scream his name a little too loudly, making him moan just as if not more loudly than you, as his pleasure continued to build in the face of your desperate movements. "Y-Y/N...!" Sebastian moaned your name to the ceiling, his hand moving to wrap around your torso tightly as he felt his balls tighten up in the wake of his impending orgasm. "Y-You're making me feel so fucking good..." Each word was gasped out, as if he were still in disbelief that this was even happening right now.
This was only the third time the two of you had sex.
You had already told Sebastian that you had a little more experience than himself before meeting him, and he believed it with how well you were riding his aching dick, each movement of yours sending him closer and closer to the brink of tears as he could hardly control his volume anymore.
"S-Sebastian..." You whispered as you slowly tried to focus your attention on him again, your hands tightening on his shoulders. "C-Close...!" You warned him before your screams and yelps increased tenfold when Sebastian, without being told to, began to fuck up into you with a newfound desperate fervor. Your combined panting and moaning echoed throughout the room, the smell of sex and sweat heavy in the air as even more of your juices began to drench your boyfriend's cock, creating a slick noise each time your ass met the front of his thighs.
Sebastian grunted at the delicious pain of your nails beginning to dig into his shoulders, his head far too busy being buried in your bouncing tits to even notice how you were beginning to look more and more spaced out, while your moans started to grow more and more quiet as you steadily slipped into a pleasure-induced unconsciousness. It was only when you fully slumped against your boyfriend, a weak final cry of orgasmic bliss managing to escape your lips as you came around Sebastian, did he force himself to slow his thrusts into you and actually take note of your slumped form.
"Y/N...?" He asked deliriously.
Slowly, Sebastian parted your body from his own just enough to where he was able to look at your face. Beads of sweat rolled down your peacefully sleeping face, the soft sounds of your breathing being further proof that you were actually sleeping rather than staying on Cloud 9 a little bit longer than usual. However, when Sebastian tried to do the right thing and pull out...it was like your cunt was begging for him to do the opposite as it immediately clenched around him, a strangled whine tearing from his throat as his hands gripped your waist a little tighter.
"S-Shit—" He whispered tensely through his teeth.
His control was hanging on by a thread as each time he tried to do the right thing, your body only clenched around him even harder, while soft moans began to escape your slightly open lips. He could hardly take it...small whispers of regret began to leave Sebastian as he began to resume his thrusting, as he gently pulled your body to rest against his own once more. "F-Fuck..." He shakily breathed out. "Yoba...Y-Y/N—" He continued to breathe out as he tucked his face into the side of your neck.
The dirtiest thoughts started to pop into the front of his mind, ones that were infatuated with how good your pussy felt while you were unconscious. While he wasn't expecting you to feel any less good, he was under the belief that the lack of reactions from you would make him stop, despite the fact that—the more he drove himself up into you, his balls beginning to draw up closer to his body as he felt his climax start to approach, that addictive feeling of a tight knot starting to form in the pit of his stomach making him almost lose his mind—you had already allowed given him permission a while ago that he was allowed to fuck you even when you were unaware of it...Sebastian thought it would be boring!
He loved your reactions.
He loved the way you looked at him and told him what to do, how to touch you, and how to make you feel good.
However, a sick part of him was adoring the appeal of doing something without you being completely aware of it. "Yoba..." Sebastian moaned against your neck. "I-I know I should feel more guilty, baby..." he continued. "B-But, you feel too—" His words were interrupted by a sharp moan, suddenly wrapping both of his arms tightly around your waist once more before he started to roughly fuck you like he had been earlier. "—t-too good...!" He managed to gasp before he suddenly drove himself to the hilt, stilling against your cunt as he poured all of his hot cum into your cunt, his moans borderline whines as he clenched his eyes tightly at the filthy feeling of spilling all of himself into your unconscious body.
After a few minutes, once Sebastian had climbed down from Cloud 9, he slowly pulled out of you to lay you against the bed to begin cleaning you up, repeating to himself over and over again inside his head that he wouldn't get addicted to the idea of fucking you in your sleep.
But, in the back of his mind...he already knew it was too late for such a thought.
Sam
Another add-on to the "I feel guilty but I'm still fucking you" party train.
However, I do have the slight belief that he'd need explicit consent from you prior to you passing out; otherwise, he's just going to full-on stop and switch over to aftercare mode.
For funzies, though, in the case of him already having that consent prior to you passing out on him—Sam's going to town. He strikes me as the type of person who, since you're not aware of what he's doing, he's going to take all the time he has to do whatever he wants to you.
Manhandling you into preferred positions, giving you hickies and bite marks here and there, maybe even a bit of cumming on every bit of available piece of skin that he can, y'know, the fun stuff.
All-in-all, seeing you all marked up by him while unconscious is the biggest ego-booster for him; what would've originally been maybe one or two rounds is now turning into a solid four or five just from a single instance of you passing out!
♡ - "Babe? Baaabee..." When you didn't respond to him, not even so much as a little moan or a breathless 'Huh?', Sam wanted to say that he was tempted to pull out of you and stop altogether.
With the number of times you had come around his dick, red scratch marks running up and down his back from the sheer amount of mind-numbing orgasms you've had. As cocky as it may have sounded, it was only expected of you to have passed out some time or another! After all, it had been weeks since the two of you had seen each other, when you had all of a sudden announced to him that you'd be going to Ginger Island for a little while, he was thinking that you would be gone for a few days at most, not a whole two weeks!
He could hardly control himself around you when you arrived back.
The combination of your skin-kissed skin and the smell of sea salt in your hair made his cock rock solid in an instant. Everything up to this moment was a pleasure-filled blur as the two of you found yourselves rushing back to his empty house, his mom and little brother out for a couple of hours, which allowed the two of you plenty of time to fuck until the two of you were gasping messes on his bed!
But...he just wasn't expecting you to pass out so easily after a couple of rounds.
Sam's emotions were conflicted as he looked at your peaceful face, slightly turned to the side as you slept away. But, just before he moved to pull himself out, he remembered that you had given him the green light to fuck you even when you were asleep or passed out a couple of months ago...personally, he preferred you awake, talking to him and letting him know just how good he was fucking your pussy.
However, as he gently began to resume rocking himself inside of you, small moans started to escape his kiss-swollen lips as the pleasure started to build back up again...his eyes gluing themselves to the way your mouth steadily started to open once more to release tiny whines and moans from your lips, furthering along the way his cock began to throb and twitch inside of your eager cunt. It was almost embarrassing how fast Sam started to forget about his earlier hesitations to fuck you while you slept away so peacefully.
After all...you had to have wanted this, right?
His ears honed in on how little excited whimpers and whines escaped your mouth as Sam continued to rut into your unconscious body, your arms eventually falling from their original tangled position around his neck to fall at the sides of your head, further encouraging the twisted part of the blonde that was enjoying this. "Yoba...you look so pretty like this, baby..." Sam complimented you breathlessly, the pupils of his eyes nearly overtaking his baby blues as he stared at you as if you were an ethereal painting come to life. "You're soooo dirty though—" He chuckled to himself. "—wanting me to fuck you while you're sleeping...you just like seeing me obsessed over you, huh? You like seeing me fuck you all dirty like this?" He continued to speak as his already present smirk began to grow.
Usually, when you were awake, this would be the part where you'd tell him to slow down...maybe even throw in a whiny insult of calling him a 'Bad dog'. As fun as it was to act as if he were insulted and proceed to continue fucking you as fast as he and you liked, there was something absolutely thrilling about fucking you like a dog off of his leash, Sam's thrusts steadily becoming faster and faster, while more and more moans poured from his lips. Sam hugged himself tighter to your chest, he could've sworn to himself that you were going to wake up any moment, only to see him still fucking you.
His cock twitched at the idea of you gently scolding him while your hands came to run through his hair, your eyes dazed as your scolding slowly melted into pleas and cries for him to go faster, to fuck you harder— "O-Oh fuck—!" He shakily cried out as he felt himself begin to teeter on the line of his orgasm, as more leaky pre-cum started to pour out from the slit of his cockhead as Sam bit his bottom lip, trying and failing to keep a sliver of drool from slipping out from the side of his mouth as his eyes ran over your naked form.
If he weren't afraid of jolting you awake, he would've flipped you over so that he could fuck you from behind, just to see the ripples of your ass as he pulled you back onto his cock, instead? He'd have to settle for suddenly marking you up, hickey after hickey being placed along your neck, as well as a few over your tits as he rushed towards his orgasm, his whines and moans becoming needier as he panted out your name, the slapping of skin nearly drowning out his desperate noises until Sam stilled with a drawn-out groan of your name.
The sheer heat of his cum stirred you awake, your eyes lazily blinking open as the sound of your whimpers made Sam snap from his growing daze to look at you.
His cock immediately throbbed at your eyes looking at him, his cock beginning to harden once more as he began to fuck his cum deeper into your pussy. "S-Sam?" You moaned in confusion, the sound of his name mixed in alongside the moans you released. "What're you—"
"Shhh..." Sam chuckled to you, watching and feeling how your body responded more actively to the pleasure he was giving you. "Sorry, baby...c-couldn't help but continue to fuck you through your little nap." He teased.
"You'll forgive me, right?" He added on with a whine. "I'm not even close to being done with fucking you...I wanna see if you'll pass out on my dick again..."
