Make Me Tired (Aris)

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Vaginal sex

It wasn't uncommon. With all that’s happened, the hell we’ve gone through, it wasn't shocking that sleeping wasn't always easy. That some nights were filled with tossing and turning until the sun came up.

I know he would help. I know all I have to do is ask for him to fuck me until I physically can't stay awake. Until the exhaustion finally seeps in. All I have to do is ask.

He hadn't spoken, but his hands had been around me the whole time, his fingers running down my spine as I tried to just forget about everything. To let my restless mind rest.

It wasn't working. It wouldn't work. I know that.

“Aris?”I whispered.

“Yes?”

“I need you again. I just-I need you,”I pleaded, looking up at him as I pulled on his shirt.

“Are you sure you're not too sore from last time?”

“I don't care. I need you. I need you to fuck me until I don't even know my name.”

It was always different. When it was done like this. There was still pleasure, but it was never slow. There was still love, but there wasn't much build up. It was simple, rushed, the way I needed it to be. It was always a guarantee that I would be out.

His lips roughly pressed against mine as he got on top of me, one of his hands behind my head as the other held himself up. With his warm tongue in my mouth, he deepened the kiss even more, his hand keeping me close, keeping him in control.

Moving down my jaw, he left sloppy kisses on my skin, holding my face as he got to my neck. Sucking down on my skin, he let one of his hands travel down my body, reaching for my shorts. Hooking his fingers around them, he started pulling them down as he bit down, causing a shaky breath to leave me.

Pulling away, he grabbed the shorts that he had shimmied to my thighs and tugged them down. Slipping my shirt over my head, he grabbed my panties at the same time, taking the last of my clothes off.

Knowing I needed this, knowing how quickly he could leave me drained, he swiftly undressed, throwing his clothes to the floor before climbing back on top of me. Positioning himself with my entrance, he quickly pushed in, making me gasp as he filled me up. Pulling out, he then slammed into me harder. His hands already finding my wrist, he held them beside my head as he kept thrusting, his pace desperate and unnaturally quick, each one having an obvious purpose.

Throwing my head back, heavy breaths left me as he attached his lips to my shoulderblade, his kisses so soft despite every other part of him seeming so rough.

“Fuck, fuck,”I breathed out, my eyes shutting as I clenched around him. Tightening his hold on me, he kissed the corner of my mouth, so tauntingly close to my lips.

With my breathing getting more ragged, my eyes shut as I climaxed, my juices spilling down my thighs. Noticing, his hands loosened as he looked at me.

“Are you gonna be okay now?”

“Cl-close. Just one more. Please?”I whispered, my eyes meeting his.

Pressing his mouth against mine, he held my face in his hands as he slipped his tongue back inside my mouth, an all too familiar feeling. Wrapping my arms around him, I kissed him back, my tongue grazing his.

Pulling away, without a word he kissed down my neck, his lips traveling to my chest. A small sigh left me at the feeling of his lips, at the way he seemed to be the solution to all my problems.

Smashing his mouth back against mine, he muffled my sounds as he quickly pushed in. Moaning against his lips, I let my eyes shut as he thrusted in and out of me, his hands firmly putting mine by my head as he locked our fingers together, all the while, he made my legs shake.

“I love you,”He whispered against my lips, his breath cold on my skin. Shivers ran up my body, a combination of the pleasure and soft words pulling me in to him.

My eyes were heavy, practically forced shut as he kept going, starting to twitch inside of me. With nothing but strangled sounds leaving me, I tried to keep my hands firmly in his only for my arms to go as limp as almost the rest of me.

The pressure in my lower stomach built, getting worse and worse at each of his thrusts. Almost unbearable.

Possibly incoherently, maybe too slurred, I breathed out his name as I finished. With a quiet whimper leaving him, he pulled out, cumming on my lower stomach.

“Are you-are you okay now?”He panted.

With the very last amount of energy I had left, I managed a nod, my head thrown back as I let my eyes stay shut.

“See you in the morning, my love,”He whispered, getting back in his original position beside me, his hand over my stomach as his fingers rubbed gentle circles on my skin.

“See when the sun shines, my love,”I recited.

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