The Child P1

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I sighed as I turned over in my hammock hearing my back click and crack as I did, I hissed as I lay on my back feeling the rough hammock fabric against my skin, the small folded blanket as a pillow under my neck, as when I moved my bad leg began to cramp. I grit my teeth and stare at the sky for a moment, the sky a dark blue but a delicate glow of light as the sun had not yet risen over the walls, a good few hours until the doors open, and not even the runners or the cooks awake yet. Once the pain of the cramp subsided I glanced across the homestead the various hammocks hung around filled with the exhausted bodies of fellow gladers.

I smiled widely as I saw her, Y/n lay in her own hammock a small distance from my own. She laid in her hammock on her side, her head on her folded blanket, her firey Y/H/C hair in a braid down her back, some flyaways around her face from her sleep, her pale skin glowing in the gentle morning light, her eyes closed softly, her lips parted slightly, her chest rose and fell with each of her breaths, her little blue vest hugging her body, her denim shorts snug around her body, Her little socks on her feet. Her bare thighs, bare legs, and bare arms made me feel warm and tense. I watched her sleep for longer than I like to admit, I began gnawing on my bottom lip a little as I considered what to do. I glanced around the homestead making sure everyone was still deep in their sleep, I knew I was the first awake so I smirked to myself. I grabbed my blanket from behind my neck and I laid it out across my body and I shifted a little.

I tried not to make any noise as I let my eyes linger on her cleavage in her blue vest top, her bare thighs, her sweet waist and hips. I couldn't help gnawing on my lip as I looked at her.

I let my hands slip down under my blanket and unlaced my trousers slowly and quietly, once they where undone I slipped my hand in and did my best to be as quiet as possible still unable to take my eyes away from Y/n, I took a gentle grip of my shaft feeling it already stiff and tense. I began to softly stroke up and down the shaft feeling the sweet waves of pleasure building gradually. I knew I wasn't going to last long so I bit my lip hard unable to tear my eyes away from her, my hand getting faster and faster, my grip getting tighter, my breath getting jagged and sharp until I finally reached the peak I had been begging for my hips bucking up against my blanket as my jizz spilt across my stomach, I clamped my hand over my mouth to try and keep quiet even if I let out a little moan my head rolling back on my hammock as I looked at the sky.

I calmed down watching the clouds for a while enjoying every single second of the pleasurable waves flooding over my body. Before slowly cleaning up with the blanket, relacing my trousers and shoving the blanket down by my feet.

"Ummm..." I heard Y/n begin to stir in her hammock, she sat up and stretched doing a little adorable yawn,

Nawww she's so cute,

She opened her sweet Y/e/C eyes and gave them a little rub, "Umm Good morning Newt," she whispered not wanting to wake anyone else up,

"Morning Y/n," I smiled back, "What are you doing up so early?"

"Working,"

"ohh? Where are you working today?"

"Kitchens with fry," she says as she climbs out of her hammock and slips on her shoes and hoodie,

"Ahh alright,"

"what are you doing up to early?"

"Can't sleep, that's all."

"Aww you poor thing, is it your ankle again?"

"No, no more my back honestly,"

"Ohh, did you want me to swing by the medjacks to get you some painkillers?"

"You're sweet, but I'll be alright Y/n,"

"Alright Newt," she smiled, "See you later,"

"See you later, have a nice day in the kitchens,"

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