Now that your mother has passed, it is Curtis' job to protect you and keep you safe. You didn't know that having your body was part of the bargain. And you don't care. Are you going to be able to teach Curtis as much as he teaches you?
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, unprotected sex, somnophilia, PIV sex, cream pie, sex with an audience, male masturbation, canon type gore, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 1.8K
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Curtis leans over your body, checking to see if you were asleep, and he's a bit miffed to find you actually were. He lays there waiting. Your naked warm body pressed up against his, it felt good, but you there looking so sweet and peaceful made his hard on that much worse.
Twitching when you barely move, bringing your ass even closer to him. He tries to think of anything but how much he wants to fuck into you, but he can't. Since the wedding, the two of you haven't been clothed in the bed yet. There wasn't a point, anytime you were in the bed, one of you were initiating sex.
He puffs out an irritated bit of air, and tries counting. Anything. And then you sigh in your sleep, this wasn't fair. It was a slow torture. Every bit of your body he has kissed on, and now it's just a tease that your ass is pressed up against his aching cock. And that's when he gets a great idea.
Why does he need to wait on you to wake? Even just sinking into your wet heat would be enough. Reaching a hand around your body, he assumes he's going to have to prep you. His fingers search for your bundle of nerves and much to his delight, you are drenched. Your thighs coated in your sticky arousal. Your body was craving him just as much as he was you.
He gives your little bean a pinch and you arch your back. His cock grazes over your swollen cunt, and he chokes. My god, you felt amazing. Warm, and urging him to take you.
Grabbing the base of his cock, he slides it over your slit, and even that feels glorious. Your soft little whimper has him ready for more. Sliding down to your hole, Curtis leisurely pushes through your entrance, and has to gulp. You were so much tighter this way. Just recently able to take him without tears in your eyes, but this felt like the first time.
Your body stirs a moment, and it pleases him to see that adorable smile on your face. Even in sleep you had a hunger for your husband. He did intend for you to just keep him warm until you woke up, but he couldn't. Pulling himself out at a frustratingly slow pace, he stabs into you just as slow, your brows furrowed, and you release a soft moan. Your hand searches for something of his to hold, and you sign out his name, "Curtis..."
Fluttering your eyes open, you arch even more into him, "Curtis, do you ever sleep."
"A few hours. You were wet and sleeping so well."
"So...so you just thought you'd fuck me awake?"
"Yep," he answers quickly. His thrusts into becoming quicker and more steady.
