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sleepy tears - alphonse

tldr; we're a whore and we have a praise kink (we is me)

SLEEPY TEARS 

an al fic in which al fingers you while you're sleepy and makes you cry (good tears of course) 

 CONTENT WARNING(S):

somno (kinda), overstimulation, small praise kink, reader is afab but is referred to with gender neutral terms (for all my nb and trans boy homies), crying while getting fucked?? (idfk just in case that's not smthng you like), al (he needs a content warning bcz he's hot) 

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"yer tired?? and you can't go to bed? aw boo. i know just what'll help." alphonse spoke softly, resting a hand on your thigh. 

 you smiled and yawned, "thank you al." 

he smirked back at you, quickly kissing your cheek. 

"anytime baby. y'know i love helpin' you out. just let me do all the work, and relax."

and so it began.

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you were always so close, but so far. every time you were close to cumming, alphonse would pull his fingers out of your wet cunt, grabbing your face to kiss you. every time you'd BEG for him to let you cum, he'd laugh, giving you faux sympathy. every sob and whine that came out of your mouth was like music to his ears. his pretty blue eyes taking in your shaking body, watching you cry and squirm lightly, sleepily taking his fingers. his blue-grey eyes filled with so much love and adoration for you. every chance he could, he would murmur words of love and praise, making sure you knew you were loved. and when you started getting loud, you had to cover your mouth, which was horribly unfair. at least to you.

it was too much for you. all of this felt so good. it was so hard to hold it together and not make a mess all over his fingers. so hard for you not to be so loud and not to make so much noise, and he knew this. he knew too damn well. every time you whined and complained, he'd simply smile at you, telling you to just keep it in longer, that you could do it. you were doing so good for him.

asshole.

after what had seemed like an eternity, you were finally allowed to cum. your cunt fluttering around his fingers, his words becoming filthier and his free hand grabbing one of yours. he gently whispered "cum for me, baby. you've been so fuckin' good for me. yer so damn pretty, fuck.", and not even a minute later, you let out a loud sob and came for him. he kissed your swollen lips, mumbling soft words of praise in-between. 

"y'did so fuckin' good for me, honey. i love you." al mumbled, planting a kiss on your temple.

he made sure to take care of you. cleaning you up and getting you water, just in case you were thirsty. he let you rest your head on his lap, patting your head, and mindlessly tracing shapes on your thighs and tummy with his finger. 

the tv was on, different people talking, audience laughter, and incredibly cheesy one-liners filled your ears. it was so relaxing.

suddenly, you felt drowsy, and began to close your eyes. taking note of that, al picked you up, carrying you to your shared bedroom and gently placing you down onto your bed. he grabbed a soft-knit blanket, wrapping you both in it and kissing your forehead before falling asleep. 

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A/N: damn im tired, this took a while to write. believe it or not, this started out as a little sentence in my notes app lmao. im takin a nap now, have a nice day/night, i hope you enjoyed this :)