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fever - swiss x aurora

swiss x aurora

smut

!! vaginal sex, somno, grinding, dubcon, squirting

"Are you asleep?"

Swiss stirs from where he's pressed up against Aurora's back. He's the big spoon, naturally. Aurora always loves how he's able to wrap himself around her and hold her like a teddy bear. It's one of her favorite things to do–to watch a movie and lay curled tightly in his arms until the end credits roll through. But Swiss isn't holding her like she'd like. In fact, he's more just laying on her, suffocating her, and breathing all hot and humid against her nape. The ghoulette nudges him in the ribs. He shifts, sucks in a deep breath and inches his head back up onto the pillow to try and make it look like he can at least see the tv where the movie that he picked out plays on the flatscreen.

"No...?"

His voice is groggy, rough with the short amount of sleep he'd attempted to slip into their movie date. Aurora sighs in disbelief. This is the third time in the past half hour that she's had to call him out. Every single time he insists he's not asleep, but the ghoulette wasn't summoned yesterday, and the way he keeps burying his face into her hair is a dead giveaway.

"Unholy shit, you're asleep again–"

"–I'm not. I'm watching."

"Then tell me what just happened."

Swiss breathes out a laugh through his nose and smiles cheekily into her hair. Busted. The ghoulette rolls her eyes and settles back into her comfortable position with her back against his chest.

"Yeah, that's what I thought."

"I'm just sleepy, baby," he tries, as if that much isn't obvious, and Aurora ignores him for a moment to watch the scene on the tv play out. Swiss notices her silence, takes the moment to wrap his arms tight again around her waist and wiggle his hand up under her tank, cupping a breast and squeezing a few times. His hand dwarfs her chest but her tits are still one of his favorite things; even when he's sleepy. Especially when he's sleepy.

"You can sleep," Aurora says matter of factly, "but I'm finishing this movie with or without you."

"I'm not going anywhere."

"You suck."

"And you swallow..."

Aurora scoffs in feigned disbelief.

"... Most of the time."

She actually elbows him again that time and hits him in a soft spot between his ribs, knocking the breath from his lungs and making him groan in short-lived pain. By the time he gets his breath back Aurora is already engrossed back in the movie and the multi ghoul is nuzzling back into his space fitted behind her. He slings his arm over her middle and palms her tummy. Within a few short minutes he's asleep again. His arm hangs limp against the mattress and his breathing evens out from where it puffs over her shoulder.

The movie is interesting–she'll give him that. Some movie about outer space and dust and science that she doesn't truly understand, but entertaining nonetheless. She watches for the good part of an hour, gets invested in the plot and the drama of time travel, but starts getting lost when the characters start discussing formulas and numbers and math. Ugh, boring... Maybe she'll just close her eyes and fall asleep, too.

The ghoulette settles further into the sheets and wiggles her way back into the warm embrace of the multi ghoul, scooching her hips back to be flush and square with his own. Swiss only wears a pair of loose boxers. The ones with the poodles on them. And Aurora is dressed down to a pair of thin, silky shorts of her own and what she's pretty sure is Swiss' tshirt from yesterday. Every wiggle of her hips up against wider, stronger ones grinds soft, full cheeks against his soft cock, and once she feels it twitch one time where it's nestled up against her, she can't help but do it again... and again... and again just to get it nestled nice and snug between her cheeks.