A fae king putting an enchantment on fem reader he has a fancy for. When she sleeps she sleepwalks to his domain and sleep fucks him. He cleans her up and she sleepwalks back home and wakes up unaware of what happened.
Treats for the King
Tags: Heavy Dubcon, fantasy, somnophilia, somnabulism, sleepwalking, magic, aftercare, hypnotism, lucid dreams, wet dreams, PIV, Implied Drug Use, folklore, monster fucker, monster/human romance.
Word count: 3,413
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You were so pretty, so cute, and perfect. At least that's what Jamaru thought. Or as you knew him, Jay, your very kind neighbor. They liked to watch over you, that was all, nothing weird or creepy.
Leaving you little gifts and making sure they hear your door when you're out late at night. They always greeted you when you ran into each other, and they stayed mindful to be as courteous as they possibly could, so they were your favorite neighbor.
You would take them happily, eating each delicious snack and drinking whatever drink, with no care in the world. Maybe you should have been more cautious than you were, but they were your nice, welcoming neighbor. The treats lingered on your tongue for the rest of the day whenever you had one.
You looked so tired as you made your way into a home, you wanted to blow off a bit of your work-life/ everything stress that you were currently getting a surplus of these last few days. But whatever she was about to start ovulating soon, so she was going to go to town behind the closed doors of your home.
You undress, shower, and head to bed. You know you wanted to relieve stress and such, but the moment you crashed onto your bed, you were wrapping the covers around your naked body, and you fell asleep within a few minutes of trying to find something to get off to.
Your body shifts in place as you drift off to dreamland. When you had pulled a pillow between your legs, your dream had taken on a more sensual nature. You were humping your pillow like a dog in heat as you, in tune, were pressed up against someone in your dream. Letting out soft, sleepy moans that escaped your lips. The dream person you were on was whispered in your ear; it was hot against your skin, causing it to prickle up your hair. The voice is smooth yet husky and feminine and masculine all at once, as if the voice had come from more than one person. Your body was pressing your thighs tighter against the pillow.
You wake up with a shiver, body hot, and a bit out of breath as you wake up before you even get close enough to feel satisfaction. Your alarm was going off, meaning you would be spending the rest of the day pent up, and you would just have to ignore it while you were at work.
A day off far and in between with nothing really better to do, has you bored, so bored that you go downstairs to grab any mail you may have gotten, most likely junk mail and bills you may have forgotten, or maybe even a notice from a subscription you didn't know you were still paying.
Heading to grab them, you're surprised to see your favorite hall neighbor, who was also getting his mail. They are handsome, almost too close to perfection as far as you could tell, and they always seem to have time for you. Plain old you who is still in their pajamas, you.
"Morning, beautiful. " They turned his head in your direction, eyes boring into you as his words almost made you snort for a moment, if it didn't make your heart sputter for a second.
"Morthing…um Morning. How are you?" You fuck up your words and hope they won't say anything about it. Which they thankfully don't.
"I'm good, got no plans today," Jay told you while they closed his mailbox. You wished that they would invite you over or something along those lines. It says you had a crush on them, which would probably be an embarrassing understatement.
"Wow, really, same, got the day off, and I think I'm just going to lounge around the house." You smile at him while unlocking the little mail, glancing inside to see the little mail that you did actually have in the little compartment.
"That's fun, I plan to bake some more treats for the day, I'll stop by and give you some when they're done," they tell you with a smile.
"oh you don't have to. " You grab the envelopes.
"I insist, otherwise they might go to waste," they say a bit more firmly as they wave you goodbye and leave for their residence.
You also leave for your door after getting the mail, and watch a few cheesy movies after a shower. You do some light cleaning, dishes, and whatnot before a knock chimes on your door. Answering it, you see that it's Jay, with a cake slide in hand, and your mouth forms an O shape.
"Would you try it? I think it might be too sweet," they hand you the slice, which you happily take and move to your kitchen to get a fork. His eyes never leave you as you move to try it, like they couldn't miss you taking the first bites of the treat they had made.
You take the first bite, and it almost melts in your mouth, soft, homey somehow, and you shiver a bit. It is sweet, but it was almost addictive because of how sweet it was. You were sure that if Jay wasn't watching, you would have dug into it without a second thought. Letting out a sigh as the first bite is swallowed, you look over at Jay, who is still standing at the entrance of your door, watching and waiting for you to say something.
"It… It's really good. If you told me you were a professional baker, I would believe you. Thank you, " they smiled at you when you said that, his teeth picking through as it spread.
"I really appreciate that. I can get you more whenever you like," they told you and waited for you to nod before leaving for his home. You finish the slice of cake, licking your lips, and go about your day, thinking about how nice it was that Jay would give you something they baked, and how happy you would be if they planned to let you taste other treats that they made.
You collapse onto your bed yet again after your long day. It was even later for you to come home since you had to make sure to feed yourself by going shopping, and now you don't even have the motivation to actually cook a real meal. You order something instead and KO on your bed after a short shower. You fall asleep a couple of hours later.
In the night, you yet again seem to stir to life, and action possesses your limbs as you get up and slump. You walk into the living room, lying on the couch. In your dream, you were wrapping a cloud over you like a blanket, but in reality, it was one of your pillows.
But then you seemed like your dream had taken yet another sexual turn, with the clouds turning into tentacles, but then it turned into a person, and anyone could make the assumption of what could happen next. You were sure that it may have been the same one from the first dream. You were on the strong thigh of a person you couldn't quite get the features to unfuzzy themselves in your vision.
You, at some point, get up and brush up against the armrest of the couch; it felt good, so your body moves to repeat the motion. You were humping the couch like a dog in heat, grinding your clit into the couch. You take a step back, tripping over the carpet and stubbing your toe. causing you to wake up yet again, with moist thighs and a fading need.
But now that you had woken up, you could have sworn that the person you were grinding on might have been your neighbor, but even though they looked a bit different, ethereal even.
Jay was reading a book in their natural form, their long hair cascading down their chair and stopping barely above the floor. They had just gotten back from his real home; it felt like they were gone all day, and all they could do was think about you. The human right across from him. Jamaru could spend his days watching you if they really wanted; you owed him that much, if not more. They were a generous king, however, and they knew you would come to him like you were supposed to soon enough. They just didn't know how soon it would actually be.
When they heard knocking at the door. It was pretty late, so who the hell could be knocking at his door?
They shifted his form back to his human disguise as they walked to the door. When Jay opened the door, they weren't sure what to expect, but it certainly wasn't you standing at the door with the strap of your satin lace cami falling off your shoulder and in your panties.
Jay's eyes blew open as they grabbed your wrist and pulled you inside, quickly shutting the door behind the two of you.
"What are you doing out this late, and wearing just that?" They basically whispered and yelled while they looked you up and down. From your thighs, and the slight wet spot of your panties from the first signs of arousal. Jamaru's eyes wandered up to the loose cami strap handing off the smooth skin of your shoulder. They couldn't help but think this was a bold plan to fuck him, and they certainly wouldn't refute that. They guide you to one of the couches, leaning you down on the cushions.
You were sure you were dreaming, and in that dreaming you had the freedom to be bold and take action. Everything was fussy, but you were telling Jay how you thought he was hot, confessing at the door like you were some schoolgirl in a romance movie. Jay drags you inside, mumbling something you can't quite make up and then he kisses you.
Jay wasn't going to pass you up, and if things go according to plan, they won't be letting you go either.
"Mmh— Jay…" You moaned softly as you leaned against him. You were so cute like this, nuzzling your head against his chest, your soft hair tickling his skin, and your warm breath. Jay reached out a hand to gently caress the side of your face.
Just being able to touch your skin like this had its perks. Jamaru slips out of his own first layer of clothing, as well as his shift, leaving him in nothing but his boxers. They were still in his human form, but who knows how long that would last. His cock pushed against his boxers, trying to escape from the front.
Jay was trying his hardest to be patient for your sake, human for your sake, though deep down they was ready to burst at the seams and take you fully. To mark your body as his true self, like they had been preparing you to be accustomed to in your dreams.
He let your body do the talking, letting you raise your hips to try to reach him while Jay pressed up flush against you. When they pulled away, his ears twitched as if even in human form, they were tuned into the sound you would let out. He'd give you what you wanted soon. Jay moves to pull off the soaked panties you were wearing.
You wanted to kiss him, and so your sleep-ridden form placed sloppy, limp kisses wherever it could reach on his form.
But of course, Jay didn't think that anything was going to beat being balls deep inside of you, and it seemed you were making all the efforts to let him know that's what you wanted as well. Your hands slide up and down his body in a lackadaisical manner, all the while your legs were trying hook around him with all you might. Jamaru shimmies out of his boxers with one hand before lining up to fill you up the way you wanted. The way he needed.
Your warm, wet walls are what greet him, hugging him so wonderfully, the slick liquid of your pussy drips down his shaft, mixing with his precum and creating a creamy ring around the base of his cock.
They let out a long sigh in your ear, closing their eyes before leaning down. Jay's lips tickled over your skin. It was warm and soft; your cheeks were plush, moist with saliva. They nibbled at your skin, lips trailing down to meet your lips. A breath escaped his lips, and they shuddered. This was so exhilarating, being able to touch you, to hold you, to kiss you. They had dreamed of this moment from the moment they met you. Jamaru pressed his lips to yours once more, thoroughly savoring the taste.
Pull almost all the way out before rocking back into you. His nails started to reform, but he was careful not to break skin with them. They kiss your neck, then jaw, before he was peppering your face with his affections. He keeps up a steady rhythm that was already setting him up for failure. You just felt too good, and he has been waiting for something like this, something like you, for so long that he could hardly contain himself.
Your eyes fluttered behind your eyelids but didn't open, and you let out a faint hum as your hips moved on their own for friction. If he was being honest with himself, Jay was on the brink of cumming already. His head slid past yours, you rested on your shoulder, his lips parted, teeth pressing into your supple skin. Fuck! he had to hold on; he wasn't a damn two-pump chump.
He pushed you back against the couch, pinning you down and thrusting into you roughly. As he slowly let some of his control vanish, his hair grew longer, spilling over his strong shoulders and pooling beside you on the couch, while some dangled right above the floor.
Jamaru's heavy balls slapped against your ass, and his dick grew longer, bullying its leaking head into the deepest parts of your sopping cunt. The room was filled with the obscene sounds of flesh slapping against each other, and the squelching of your pussy with each and every thrust.
How did you manage to be so alluring all the time? There was a thin sheen of sweat over your body, and with the dim lighting, it made it look like you were glowing for all intensive purposes. Jay found your scent intoxicating; he could get drunk off of it. He dug his face deeper into your neck, taking in your scent, nipping and licking at your skin. You were so perfect like this, speared open on his cock, enveloped in his arms, and moaning out cute, sweet noises.
And you were all for him.
Jay cursed, his stuttering out of rhythm, and hot sticky ropes of cum spilled inside of you. His mind was blank aside from the knowledge that he was cumming inside of your Just that knowledge made the experience heightened to levels of pleasure he never thought possible. His hips slowed to a stop before he finally pulled out, and the second he did, he already missed the feeling of being inside of you. Jamaru watched, mesmerized, as your glistening heat clenched and around nothing, sending out pearly globs of semen. Seemed like you missed the feeling of him inside you as well.
Jamaru easily picked you up with one arm and flipped both of you over so you were on top with your plush thighs straddling him. He wanted to make sure you were fully satisfied, even if you might not be able to tell until later. Leaning in, Jay gladly captured your lips for another kiss. He could feel your body jolt with energy, so he could tell the enchantment was working. The mix of all the gifts and his magic was working wonders on you. That didn't mean he wasn't going to savor this. His tongue slipped past your lips with ease. The two muscles wrap and writhing around each other, moving in tandem.
Your dream was reaching all new heights, you felt like you were on top of the world, when in reality, you were on top of your neighbor. He moaned into your mouth when you sank onto his cock, guiding yourself down his long length. It wasn't the easiest, but you managed, even in the state you're in, you're just that wet. Your cunt was practically drooling down him and on to his groin as well as making a mess of your inner thighs.
"Fuck, you feel so good," Jay panted. Seeing you like this took Jay's breath away. Your eyes were rolled back, he could tell that much as they twitched behind your eyelids, lips puffy and glistening with drool, body glowing under the low lights.
"You're so beautiful, my darling, maybe I should make you my fae queen. Hah- you'd like that, wouldn't you? Then you could be stuffed full of my fat cock twenty-four-seven."
You were under hypnosis and dreaming, but you did let out a moan, which was enough of a reply for him. You leaned down, your hands resting on his strong pecs, and your nails digging into his skin as you bounced up and down. The ribbed feeling of this dick was like nothing you'd ever experienced. You're panting, really like the air was being hit out of your lungs every time you bottomed out. Legs shaking when you would rise back, but off of them.
Your thighs were burning, but you wouldn't stop even if you could've. Not when you were so close, you could feel it deep inside of you, the heat welling up inside, the coil turning tighter and tighter. Fuck, this was the best wet dream you'd ever had; you'd woken up by now. And it felt so real too, the stretch of being split open by such a large cock, the fat tip pressing against your sweet spot every time you came down, the slick sticky wetness between your thighs.
Your cunt was so slick that if you weren't paying attention, you might slip right off. But that was the best part about a dream, you didn't have to pay attention too much.
Jay grabbed you by the waist, his hips matching yours to thrust in tandem. From the way you were clenching around him, he could tell you were about to cum.
"Cum for me, darling."He moved to whisper in your head.
And as if you actually heard him, you did, you cunt spasming around him, length, juices spraying out and dribbling onto his belly. Your legs shook, and your arms gave out from under you, causing your body to lie flush against Jamaru's warm chest. You wrap weakening arms around him as if he were a stable pillow, one that's warm and lulling you into an even deeper sleep.
He wrapped his fluffy wings around your body. At the very least, the two of you could stay like this for a little while. Just holding you in his embrace for a few moments, placing a kiss on top of your head. You were his, and it created a resonating happiness that couldn't help but grow stronger for you. He really did love you.
After ten minutes or so, Jay wiped you clean and even used some magic to make sure you were the same as when you came. When the coast was clear, he sent you back across the hall to your own apartment, tucking you safe and sound in bed and locking the front door behind him.
The next day, you greeted him with a smile as you ran into him on your way to work.
"You look well rested," Jay commented.
"Yeah, I haven't slept that well in ages. I think I had a pretty good dream, too. Shame I forgot," You didn't really know why, but your heart was racing more than it normally does when you got to interact with Jay.
"Yeah, that's too bad, but hey, dreams recur, so maybe it'll happen again, and maybe you'll remember next time." He gave you teethy smile, one that you always love to see on him, and you returned it.
"Yeah, maybe, I hope so."
