day 7: somnophilia

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the two of them were laying in bed, barely enough light to see each other.
a few sloppy, low-effort kisses were exchanged before he started kissing her neck. her eyes fluttered shut as she ran her fingers through his hair, focusing on the tingling running through her body.
she pulled away to kiss his neck, gently biting here and there. he was whimpering beautifully, his eyes fluttering shut, too. she pulled him onto herself, enjoying the closeness and weight. she continued to kiss his neck as she slid her leg between his.

his whimpers grew quieter.
"love?" she called out to him.
"mm." he mumbled back, half asleep.
she kissed his neck once more.
"love?" she whispered softly. there was no response.

she placed slow, diligent kisses along his neck, taking her time and breathing in his scent. her hands slid down to his waist, his body slightly reacting to her touch.
she kissed along the base of his neck and stopped near his shoulder to sink her teeth in and suck. he started to shift around, soft noises barely escaping him.
she kissed up by his ear while she started gently pulling his hair. he squirmed more, noises getting more desperate. she pulled him down by his hips onto her thigh; he moaned lightly. he started to messily grind as she sucked on his shoulder. she smirked and layed her head back as she focused on the feeling of him grinding on her thigh, wondering about what he's dreaming about.
she grinded back up into him as his moans started getting louder. he kept messily grinding as his face contorted in pleasure. she strengthened her grip on his hips and pushed him down onto her, his thighs reflexively squeezing together, increasing the pressure.

"you're so hot." she said exasperatedly.

"mm?" he barely mumbled.

she grinded up into him harder. his body jolted before his eyes started to open.
he was too overwhelmed to get any words out; all that left him were moans. he clung onto her and burried his head, grinding faster, his movements now awake. she continued to guide his hips with her hands, manhandling him and making him grind slower and harder. his moans melted into drawn-out, high-pitched whimpers.
his mind was reeling from how turned on he was. the fact that she did things to him while he was asleep and waking up to it had him on cloud 9. suddenly, he felt the stinging of the hickeys that weren't there on him when he fell asleep.
this sent him over the edge.

he grinded so desperately and passionately, his hand trailing up to feel the raised skin and deep ache.
she reattached her lips to his neck as her hands slid up from his hips to his waist. he moaned and squirmed—-panting as he started grinding on her thigh even harder.
he saw white when she bit him.
whimpering pathetically as he rode his high, body starting to shake. he slowly calmed down.

"yeah, i think that's really hot." he said breathlessly.

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