#smuttttt

It's like hes fucked you dumb or anything, you've only been at this for maybe 10 minutes. Do you just get like this during sex? Is it just the fact that someone is hitting that spongey button inside of you that makes your toes curl? He's not crazy though, if someone clearly isn't showing signs of pleasure you stop, obviously.

So Katsuki stops, pulls out and is meet with a high keening sound and your eyes filling with tears, nose twitching, stomach tensing, as you look at him.

"You stopped, why'd you do that." You pout, pulling at him with the heels of your feet now on his lower back.

"'Cause you didn't seem like you were enjoyin' it, baby." He reasons, brushing the hair out of your face, smiling softly. Because sure it's ya'lls first time and sure it seemed awkward to him, but you're still his girlfriend.

"I was." You retort, eyebrows furrowing.

"You sure? Didn't sound like it." He doesn't mean to sound bitter, he isn't bitter. It's okay, it just means he needs to get better next time this happens.

Your nose scrunches again as you lift your hips up, shuffling down so you're closer to his cock. "Put it back in, you're bein' mean, I was close."

So he slips back in, starts his thrusts back up and you get that hazey look again, feet flexing and thighs twitching as you're bounced with every thrust. And then the first noise you've made all night, a sneeze. A genuine, but soft, sneeze. And then he feels it, feels your cum seeping out around his dick, dripping onto the bed. And you squirm a bit, nose twitching.

And Katsuki laughs, genuinely laughs, and goes "Bless you, baby." and you look at him, soft whines spilling out easy now that you're slightly overstimulated. Is that really all it takes? Just getting you to cum once?

~O~

Malenia did not expect to see the woman there.

A woman with horns, bathing in the chambers alone, eyes golden and hair long and white. She'd never seen her before.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"I am the Ancient Dragon Lansseax, my dear," the woman spoke with a smile warm enough that Malenia found herself suddenly feeling hot in the room. "Lord Miquella told me where I might find a proper place to clean myself."

Malenia was amazed by her presence. She didn't know Lansseax would be arriving. She didn't even know she would have come in this form.

"Ah, I see," she said. "Your human form its..."

Lansseax raised her eyebrows with a thoughtful sound. "What is my human form to you?"

"It's lovely." Malenia felt ashamed of how suddenly timid she felt. It was unlike her to feel such a thing.

"Oh." Lansseax chuckled softly. "Thank you, dear. I enjoy being in human form at times. It's quite enjoyable, especially when I wish to mate."

Malenia swallowed thickly. She was aware of how heavy the air in the room felt. She smelled the scent of lily soap. Her favorite. Lansseax had quite the taste in scents.

"The maidens." Lansseax's smooth voice rang out with a bit of amusement. "They ran from the sight of me. Must be my horns. I like letting them know what I am at least a little. So they know what to expect of me."

Malenia nodded her head. She felt her mouth dry. "Yes, I apologize for their rudeness. I will see to it at once."

She turned to go, but Lansseax's soft voice inquired her. "Would you like to stay?"

Malenia froze, throat catching. She felt her heart skip a beat. She wasn't certain she had heard her correctly.

"What?" she managed, turning to look back at the dragon in human form.

Lansseax smiled at her, hopeful. "I have not enjoyed the company of a Demigod." she told her. "And you needn't fear what your curse would do to me. I can assure you, such things will not harm my body."

Malenia should have been used to the boldness of dragons, but to be asked to join was something different. None really lasted in her company, most did not survive it. Was she truly certain?

Lansseax read her concern and she frowned somewhat, troubled. "If you do not wish it - "

Malenia shook her head, stunned by the idea that she didn't want to leave. She was aware of how sharp her senses felt so suddenly, how much she craved that comfort, even if it was with a dragon.

She'd never been touched by one. Godwyn would know more of that of course.

"My body," Malenia told her. "You will not find it worthy of the appetites of a dragon."

Lansseax frowned at that. "And why should your body be unfit for me?" she asked as she stared at her, golden eyes intense. "I am aware of the curse that harms you. But it does not relinquish my desires."

She raised one hand from the water, beckoning for her. "Come."

Malenia nodded her head, swallowing thickly. She'd never felt so shy before in the presence of another. She'd never felt shaken as she began to undress. The thought of being able to be touched without fear or restrictions made her anxious, trembling.

She stripped herself slowly - the evening robes she wore easy to remove - Lansseax patiently watching her the entire time. Malenia lifted her head, stared at her with lips parted uncertainly. But Lansseax eyes her with a thinly veiled hunger. The scars all over her body, the flesh between her legs. She seemed to be pleased by what she looked at.

"A beautiful body," Lansseax hummed.

Malenia laughed breathlessly, shaking her head. "Now you flatter me."

"I intend it as truth." the dragon said, "It reminds me of the statues of Farum. It makes me feel at home."

Malenia stared at her, a little astonished by the words that probably were not meant to be as sweet as they sounded. She took a step forward, slipping into the bath with her. It was hot and Lansseax smiled warmly, looming over her. It was incredible how tall she was and Malenia had never felt so small as the dragon's eyes raked over her.

"I'd like to wash you." Lansseax crooned. "Would you be comfortable with that?"

Malenia nodded her head, swallowing thickly.

Her hands were surprisingly gentle for a dragon. She worked them into her jutting hips and Malenia sighed softly, leaning against the edge of the pool to give Lansseax more room to work with. She was melting under her care immediately.

"Your hands are...gentle." Malenia mused.

A little laugh from the dragon behind her. "Thank you." she said. "I have made my form as welcoming and soft as possible for humans."

She reached one hand forward and swept her hair off of her shoulder; Malenia murmured softly, feeling a little sting of sensation as her fingers touched the flesh of her.

Her hips received the attention she had needed; soft fingers worked into the muscles, the ribs and the white patch of scarring from the Scarlet Rot. Every inch was to be explored and cleaned.

"Have you cleaned women like this before?" Malenia asked.

"Many, many times," Lansseax said, with a little smile in her voice.

Malenia glanced down, noticed a long scar on Lansseax's thick, beautiful thigh. She touched it without realizing and the dragon made a soft noise that seared her lungs with fire.

"This scar," Malenia pondered. "Where did you get it? It looks like a spear."

Lansseax sighed quietly. "Yes. I was attacked by an old lover. He went mad."

"I'm sorry."

Lansseax didn't seem interested in dwelling on it. "That's alright, Malenia," she murmured, "I'd rather focus on us right now."

"Of course."

Her hands smoothed across the slope of her neck and Malenia let herself slowly grow warmer, feel her arousal bubbling beneath her skin. Those hands were moving to stroke the flat planes of her chest, over her hardened nipples, to her abs and avoid the flesh between her legs.

Malenia's jaw clenched and she leaned her head back, letting Lansseax rub every inch of her; she would place soft, tender kisses against her throat, her shoulders and her arms. She loved every little muscle, every little inch of skin. It felt good, singing her arousal deep in her blood.

She opened her legs somewhat and Lansseax smiled at the silent consent. She rubbed both hands into her inner thighs, avoiding the way her flesh had grown harder, letting her rest across her chest.

"You haven't been appreciated enough," Lansseax murmured, her tone almost animal, "I can see it. Your arousal is strong it... it's wonderful."

Malenia breathed harshly as Lansseax looked across her shoulder and appreciating the view of her hard cock. She traced a long finger up the length of her and Malenia bit back a gasp, a dizzying feeling clouding her thoughts. She didn't react to her watching except to close her eyes and tilt her head away.

"Mm," Lansseax huffed at the sight. "Look at me."

Malenia struggled to do so, turning her head to gaze up at the dark, almost black gaze from the dragon woman. She was stroking one finger up and down her cock, smiling at her with the most alluring look she'd ever seen in her life.

Being held so close to her, Malenia could feel her own hardness against her back, pressed up close to her spine. It nearly shattered Malenia's self control. She was impressive for her size and for a moment, she thought of how it might feel.

She would think no longer.

She kissed Malenia's shoulders and the Demigod could hear the soft purr from her throat. She nuzzled her, a distinctly dragon move and she rubbed herself only once against her, letting her know she would have her. How she maintained such control was beyond her.

"Will you have me, Malenia?" Lansseax crooned, "As my mate tonight?"

The deep hum of approval she made went straight to Malenia's spine, rekindling an old ache deep in her bones. When those lips closed around her neck, she shut her eyes, let her head fall back with a groan.

"I..." Malenia bit out. "Are you certain?"

"Are you?"

Malenia nodded sharply. "Yes."

Lansseax tucked a stray lock of red hair from her face, voice comforting. "Good."

She guided Malenia to balance herself at the edge of the pool and the Demigod pressed her face against the wet stone, unable to stop herself from blushing deeply at such a lewd position.

The dragon moved behind her and Malenia was aware of their size difference; she felt her rub herself against her backside and her own thighs trembled. Lansseax purred softly against her, perhaps to soothe her for what was to come. Her body felt hot, almost hotter than the water they were in.

Malenia's body clenched tight. Such a position was wonderful, but she couldn't help but feel embarrassed the way Lansseax's hands caressed her backside, soothingly before leaning over her.

"You have nothing to feel embarrassed about," she mused, "You have a lovely body."

Malenia bit back a whimper. She couldn't help it. She felt her hands hands stroke her back, her lips cherish the many scars on her skin. She'd never received such benedictions in a long time and not from one as wonderful as her.

"I…never met a woman who could handle me." she huffed, between her laughs.

Lansseax leaned forward, whispering in her ear. "Is that a challenge?"

The throaty growl, the way she rumbled deeply through her bones sent hot waves of arousal through her, down to her spine.

"It is, indeed," she hissed.

"Very well." Lansseax's voice dropped a register.

Malenia's toes curled in anticipation, body tensing when she felt her position herself once more. She waited for the thrust of her hips, the feeling of being filled deeply by her. Thankfully, Lansseax didn't make her wait long as she was pressing herself into her. The Demigod was clutching the edge of the pool, letting out the most shameless moan as she felt every wonderful inch of her, pushing impossibly deep until she swore she felt the very tip.

The dragon whispered something, but Malenia didn't hear if over the wonderful roar in her ears.

She was placing soft kissed at the back of her neck while gently thrusting into her. It was incredible that she would take her like this, let her grow accustomed to her size, her body and her warmth.

Malenia almost felt some measure of embarrassment to be in such a position, but she pushed those thoughts aside and focused only on the deep, wonderful thrusts.

"You are...so warm," Lansseax rumbled, against her throat, letting her feel every exquisite inch of her rubbing so wonderfully against her inner walls.

Malenia moaned quietly, gasping when she pulled her flush against her chest, to better angle her movements.

Oh Gods, Malenia couldn't help the little whimper. She felt Lansseax's strong hands stroke her sides, her lips cherish the many scars on her skin. She felt bolts rush through her with every slow, steady thrust.

"Yes, so good…" Malenia moaned softly, leaning her head back across her shoulder. "You're doing so…oh."

Her voice devolved into such a beautiful, deep moan when the dragon found that deep, pooling warmth inside of her that Lansseax chuckled softly, stroked her nipples with gentle hands, attentive to her every need.

Malenia turned her head back to her, gasping when Lansseax's brushed cheek with light fingertips before she kissed her deeply, hotly with her tongue slipping into her mouth. She plundered her so sweetly with her mouth as she was with her body that she whimpered again when Lansseax slowed her pace, gently inching out of her.

Malenia moaned with disappointment, looking back at her. "Why would...?"

"Calm yourself, my dear," Lansseax chuckled, "I shall not leave you wanting. I simply wish to have you lay back. Your prosthetics."

Oh, of course. Malenia did not mind that.

She turned around, taking a moment to catch her breath and was stunned as Lansseax moved to straddle her legs and her throat clenched, heart skipping a beat when she felt her attempt to take her into her body.

"Now then…" the dragon husked. "Let me feel you."

Malenia gasped, watching as she took her hands, guided them to rest on her hips. Lansseax grunted thickly, closed that final distance, fully sheathing herself inside of her. And Malenia groaned softly at the feel of her. She was tight, rippling around her cock like her life depended on it. Lansseax whispered out a song of praise and Malenia saw dazedly that the dragon had closed her eyes, licked her lips.

"You're big…" she huffed, with delight. "I quite like how you feel."

She pushed her hips down and Malenia groaned deeply, taking her hips in hand and pushing up a little, savoring the feel of her. Every inch of her pressed along those hot, tight walls. It was as if she was made to be inside of her.

"Oh yes…" Malenia whispered, voice trembling as the dragon began to move her hips to her own pleasure, "Lansseax."

Lansseax smiled down at her and such a sight of her taking her own pleasure to her was wonderful. Malenia groaned, leaned her head back and Lansseax chuckled deeply, leaning down to mouth her throat, bite her skin and mark it, making her hers. Those teeth were sharp, that tongue soothing every bite with long, sensual strokes that made Malenia's head spin.

Malenia groaned, tossed her head forward. Her red hair spilled across her face in such a beautiful, exquisite manner and Lansseax kissed her lips again.

"Malenia," she sighed, low and beautifully, "You feel so wonderful inside of me. I adore you so."

Her voice was raspy and Malenia could feel her confidence renewed, seeing the dragon in human form pleasuring herself on her cock.

"You feel very good, too...Lansseax," she husked.

Lansseax murmured appreciatively. She rose slowly, then slowly dropped down again. The pace was wonderful and Malenia rolled her hips up a little.

How sweet.

She was rolling her hips into her, the whispered words, the throaty purrs just utterly exquisite to Malenia's ears. She was overwhelmed by the way her claws dug into her shoulders enough to draw red marks. She didn't care. She mouthed Lansseax's jaw and the dragon hissed sharply, delighted by her responses.

"Your teeth, dear," she breathed. "Don't be afraid. You won't harm me."

Malenia fixed her teeth into her throat and Lansseax absolutely loved it; she let out a fierce snarl and clenched tight down on her.

Malenia let out a strangled noise, straining in her arms and thrusting hard up into her. Lansseax crowed with pleasure, pushing down. It was fierce, it was wonderful and Malenia grabbed her backside without pause, thrusting hard up into her. She was driven to chase after her need, take what she wanted and -

Lansseax hissed sharply, reached down to stop her hips. "A moment." she husked, eyes black in the light of the room. "Not yet. I will not have you finish so quickly before I've had my fill of you."

Malenia moaned desperately when she rose, slipped her out of her now and gasped in confusion. Lansseax chuckled throatily, reached down and scooped her up into her arms, lifting her. Malenia bit out a surprised gasp and circled her arms around her instinctively.

"Oh, if only you had wings, my dear," Lansseax husked with a smirk, "I would take you beyond the boundaries of pleasure."

Malenia gasped out, tried to smirk at the dragon holding her. But that smirk faltered, replaced with a dark look of need as Lansseax's hands pulled her right back down on her cock. It drew the most wonderful moan from deep in the Demigod's chest and she couldn't help but cry out for her when she did it again.

The angle was intense and she felt every rough ridge of her as she stroked her deep inside. Lansseax huffed, responding with her own moan as she repeated the process, pulling her up and down on her. It felt so good, feeling her greedily grip her tightly, wrap her arms around her broad shoulders.

"Ah, Lansseax…" Malenia groaned out.

Lansseax hissed when she felt those fingers dig into her back. It should have hurt, but the dragon was smiling, looking down at her through wild, white locks of hair.

"Are you alright, my dear?" she managed, nosing her chin to lick her again.

Malenia chuckled throatily. "Yes. But…"

"But?"

"Faster if you intend to finish me." Malenia huffed out, tossing her head back, sending her red hair spilling over her face. She looked at her with wild, golden eyes hungry and there was just something deeply feral about the way she held her gaze. "I won't last much longer."

Lansseax grinned breathlessly, showed her teeth and nodded. She pulled her into a harsh, rough rhythm and Malenia held on for dear life, trusting her to keep her grounded. The dull, wet sounds of their bodies echoed in the chamber, along with the rather unflattering moans she uttered.

Malenia finished then, stiffening against her with a deep, carnal moan against her chest. Lansseax lost all rhythm then, driving herself to completion as she felt the hot, wet spill of the Demigod's release against her belly. Malenia couldn't help it; she felt almost embarrassed that she'd made a mess of her, but Lansseax adored her for it, soothed her with little licks and nuzzles.

"Good," she purred, "You did wonderfully. Did I perform well to your liking?"

"Forgive me for making a mess of you," Malenia mumbled, looking down at her release on her belly. "I did not intend - "

Lansseax smiled, shook her head and kissed her. "I'm strong, my dear. I don't mind you marking me."

Malenia felt her blush all throughout her body. Lansseax was gentle inching out of her before she picked her up with ease, laying her down so that she could properly kneel between her legs. She was trembling, barely held back by her own need. Malenia reached down to take her, give her a few strokes.

The dragon purred again, enjoying the contact before she guided her right back inside. She couldn't help her hiss and Lansseax positioned her hands over her head to balance herself for her thrusts that came next.

"Oh..." Malenia bit out, her voice trembling. "Yes!"

"Yes, my dear," Lansseax hissed out. "Let me hear you those lovely sounds. Tell me how good I make you feel."

The pleasure rolling through her was intense, bordering on painful as Lansseax took her own pleasure from her body. She found a good spot inside of her, sending bolts through her entire body and drawing cries from Malenia's lips. She wanted to stroke herself, but wanted to hold her tight to her chest.

"Shall I finish?" Lansseax rumbled. "Will you take what I give you?"

Malenia barely saw through the haze of pleasure as the dragon took her hard in the bath. She clawed her back, her fingers digging into her flesh. Lansseax snarled softly, reaching down to take her hips and dig her nails into her skin.

"Yes." Malenia moaned. "I want to feel it."

Those hands holding her, those hips snapping forward and driving her so very close again -

Lansseax's teeth sank into her neck and Malenia let out a pitiful shout as she was overtaken by her pleasure for the second time. She spilled herself for her in the pool, unable to stop her broken thrusts of her hips.

Lansseax was faltering somewhat in her rhythm. She was close and with one deep thrust, it was enough for her.

That was all it took; and with one final thrust, Lansseax was burying her face against the skin of her neck, letting out a carnal sound as she finally released all of her frustration and need inside of her. Malenia moaned deeply at the feel of it, clutching her tight as the dragon was filling her deeply with her release. And Malenia took everything she was given; her seed, hot and vast filling her, claiming her.

Malenia was trembling as she held her. "Oh, it's so much..." she gasped.

Lansseax rumbled deeply, thrusting a few more times and Malenia couldn't help the instinctive way she ground down on her, rolling herself into that delicious pleasure. The dragon was shaking, breath coming from her in deep, throaty sounds before she lifted her head, look down at Malenia with approval and delight.

"Did you enjoy it?" she asked.

Malenia gasped softly when she thrust a little more inside of her. "Ah, I...yes." she whimpered. "It was wonderful. I have never been taken like that before. I shall enjoy it again."

Author: F0xface3

Rating/Warning: Explicit

Chapter Count: 3/3

Description:

Nothing can stop Chrissy from being the independent woman she had always wanted to be now that she'd moved out of her mothers reach.

Well nothing except a shitty drill apparently.

OR

Taskrabbit/handy man Eddie au

Happy Kinktober! This this the first prompt from @starsandskies’ list, “Fingering.” Technically it’s still September here but it’s October somewhere ok

There’s no grandeur to their first time. He doesn’t sweep her off her feet or invoke sweet words. They are simply laying underneath the branches of the rowan outside of Skyhold, kissing and entwinning. They want to be together. That’s all though. The want as deep and boundless as the sea she’ll never drown in makes the simple shift to yes we will grander than she could have ever imagined. His hand wanders underneath her blouse as they kiss slowly before it hovers just at the edge of her breastband. She pushes down the band and her loose blouse with it. She wants to be touched everywhere. Not fully nude but somehow the discreet yet bold strip of skin makes it more intimate than nudity. Cullen must think so too. His ears go pink as if he hasn’t already given her his mouth. They’re not quite innocent though she was more innocent than him before all this—albeit in practice only. She read extensively in the Circle. She thought she knew what she would like until Cullen came and he turned into her vast interest and wonder.

“I want you,” she says.

He cups her cheek. “We don’t have to.”

“I know. I want to.” A thought strikes her. “Maker, you want me right?”

He smirks to himself before kissing her forehead. “I want you every day.”

“You promise me?”

His lips are soft before they’re firm against hers. “Yes,” he says before “yes,” she says. Yes.

Pairing: Captain Syverson x Reader

Prompt: New Year’s Eve

Rating: R for Smut, (warnings include: dry humping, fingering, handjobs, couch sex, motorboating, hickeys????)  

18+ please, for the love of god I beg you

The dress mentioned, because I saw it and thought it was perfect for our resident titty man XXX

New Years Day had become a rather special time for you and Sy. It was when you had your first kiss 5 years ago and from then on it was your special day. The two of you always going all out with your party planning and when you finally tied the knot, even going so far as to have a New Year’s Eve wedding.

              You’d gotten married in the early evening and then spent the rest of the night, ringing in the new year as newlywed’s. To say that it was your favorite day of the year might be an understatement. However, with everything going on this year, your plans had been changed drastically and had turned into you and Sy spending the night in together.

              Sy had ordered an army’s portion of Chinese food and had cued up the Dick Clark’s Rockin New Year’s Eve show per your request and was currently waiting for you to join him on the couch.

You came out of the bedroom, in your full get up that you’d bought for your party early in the year.

              Sy turned at your footsteps and whistled under his breath. “Damn, Bug,” he murmurs, smiling at you.

You smile and strike a pose.

              “Little over dressed aren’t ya?” he asks, lifting the blanket so that you can slide in next to him.

You shrug, “Maybe, but I paid money for it. So I wanted to get my money’s worth and I wanna wear it so someone can enjoy how hot I look in it.”

              He smiles, “You spoil me, Bug.”

You bite your lip and run your hand up his thigh. “You deserve it, baby,” you coo, palming his half-hard cock where it rest it against his thigh.

              His tongue dips out to wet his lips as he swallows hard. “Fuck,” he grunts.

You giggle, “Does that feel good?”

              He nods, dropping his head back against the couch.

You give his cock a slight squeeze before pulling your hand away.  He groans at the lose of the contact, turns his head towards yours.

              “You’re a fuckin tease, ya know that?”

You chuckle, “Maybe, but I didn’t want the food to get cold.”

              “Bug, please,” Sy begs, softly.

You turn towards him, setting the take out container back down on the coffee table. “What do you want, Baby?”

              He grabs you waist and tugs you onto his lap, burying his face in your tits. He presses scruffy kisses to your exposed sternum.

You run your hands through his hair, arching into him. “Sy,” you gasp as he sucks a hickey to the swell of your breast.

              “I gotta say I love our parties but this, this is much more fun,” he says with a smirk.

You lick your lips, kissing between his brows. “Is it?”

              He nods, scratching his beard against your chest as he tilted his head back to look up at you. “Can I have ya, Bug?”

“If you’re patient, Big Daddy. I wanna watch the program,” you say, softly.

              “What if I don’t wanna be patient?” he says, eyes darkening.

You frown, “That won’t do. Besides I’ll make it worth you’re while if you behave.”

              Sy thinks for a moment, before nodding. “Alright, deal,” he says, kissing your lips quickly.

You smile and stroke his cheek. “Good boy,” you say with a smile, climbing off his lap.

The two of you eat, watching the different artists perform as midnight grows nearer and nearer. Once you’ve eaten your fill and gotten tipsy on champagne, you climb back onto Sy’s lap, hiking your dress up around your waist and showing off your bare pussy.

              Sy clutches your hips with a moan as you begin to rock back and forth on his lap.

You lean down and cup his face, capturing his lips in a deep kiss as he slipped a hand between your thighs to find you sopping. Your chest starts to heave as he strums at your clit, ratcheting your pleasure higher and higher as you reach for his pants, pulling them down and freeing his cock from his sweats. You lick your palm and then grip his cock in your hand, pumping in time to his movements on your clit.

Through the blood pounding in your ears, you vaguely hear the countdown start on the tb.

              “Bug, want to you to cum for me. Want us to cum together, ring in the new year with a bang, can ya do that?”

You whimper and nod, “Yes!”

              Sy chuckles, his gruff voice, joining the countdown, “Cum in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.”

As the sound of fireworks erupting on TV fill the room, you stiffen and cum, soaking your husbands fingers as he cums over your fist, painting it with thick gobs of his spunk. You collapse against his chest, panting as you press kiss to his neck. “Happy New Years, baby,” you coo, looking up at him with big eyes.

              He chuckles and presses a scruffy kiss to your forehead. “Happy New Years, Bug,” he murmurs, smiling down at you with a lazy smile.

A Happy New Year indeed. 

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It’s just smut, Karen. I’m not sorry.

Blame goes to @slashermom @voorheehees and @dashinslashin

They’re the reason I have zero impulse control. 🤬

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Vincent would be hard-pressed to think of a better way to be woken up than this.

His lips curved into a soft smile before his eye slid open, feeling you tighten luxuriously around his morning erection – a soft moan wavering through the still morning air.

You were clearly trying to stay quiet and let him sleep; but your slow undulations and whimpers had woken him as surely as any alarm clock.