Fixer Upper

Priorities

<p>(Name) woke up to the sound of her phone buzzing on her nightstand. She tried to move, but noticed Kurapika sleeping next to her, his arms wrapped around her and face buried in her chest.</p><div>

<p>The sight made her heart race and she would prefer to stay like this forever... but she couldn't. "Pika, wake up. I've gotta answer my phone."</p></div><div>

<p>He groaned a little, only nuzzling into her chest harder like a needy child, his arms tightening around her waist. "Five more minutes..."</p></div><div>

<p>She sighed, glancing at her phone before laying back down and planting a kiss on the top of his head. Sleep took her again, the world around her fading away, the only thing keeping her grounded was the feeling of Kurapika's touch and warm breath against her cleavage.</p></div><div>

<p>An entire hour passed before she felt Kurapika stir next to her, his blonde hair tickling her chin. "Mmph..."</p></div><div>

<p>His leg rubbed against hers as he sat up, a soft pink on his cheeks from the warmth of being nestled between her breasts. Kurapika's morning wood was evident in his pants, and he hadn't even realized yet. "Good morning..."</p></div><div>

<p>As he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, (Name) scooted closer, wrapping her arms around him. "Thanks for getting me to bed last night, my back would be killing me if you left me on the couch."</p></div><div>

<p>Kurapika nodded, leaning into her touch. He was still sleepy, taking in her gentle affection happily. "No problem, angel..."</p></div><div>

<p>His eyes shot open when he felt her hand on his chest, her lips against his cheek. "Pika, look down."</p></div><div>

<p>He did as told, his face flushing red when he noticed the tent in his pajama pants. Kurapika pulled the blanket up to his torso, embarrassment clear on his face. "I-I'm so sorry, it happens when I wake up sometimes-"</p></div><div>

<p>"Shh, it's okay. It's natural, I understand."</p></div><div>

<p>He blushed when she began to tug the blanket back down, her eyes on the bulge in his pants. "Kurapika?"</p></div><div>

<p>His breath hitched in his throat, his voice coming out husky. "Y-yes?"</p></div><div>

<p>She placed her hand over his tummy, slowly trailing down. "Can I... touch you?"</p></div><div>

<p>He felt like he was going to explode, his cock leaking precum all over his boxers with just the thought of her touching him. "You... touch me?"</p></div><div>

<p>"Mhm."</p></div><div>

<p>She rested her hand on his thigh, leaning against him. Fuck, he could cum from her being so close and just insinuating that. "Lemme help you feel good, Pika."</p></div><div>

<p>He could only nod, kicking the blanket off of him so she could have better access to him. (Name) smiled, placing her hand over his bulge. Kurapika let out a gasp, already panting.</p></div><div>

<p>"Oh? Does that feel good?" </p></div><div>

<p>She played with the waistband of his pajama pants, leaving kisses on his neck. "Tell me what you want, Pika."</p></div><div>

<p>He whined a little, his head feeling fuzzy. (Name) wanted to touch him, and god he was still processing that. "Please... please touch me..."</p></div><div>