Darkiplier Smuts X

The Demons in a Demon II

My eyes snapped open and I looked around, panting lightly. I realized quickly that I was in my own room, in my own home, and that everything I'd just seen was my stupid brain's fault. I miss the days when I didn't dream. I stretched, feeling my back crack just the way I liked it to. It was still dark out. I stretched my neck to see that it was just after 3 am. I sighed. I contemplated getting out of bed, but it didn't appeal. God, I'm so lazy sometimes. I rolled onto my stomach and felt something pressing against my lower abdomen. Really? I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. I can't sleep like this. I started wishing (y/n) was around...she'd appreciate a good 3 am fuck session...but of course, I chased her out hours earlier. I rolled onto my side and traced the lower half of my body, gently moving my hips. Maybe this is my body's way of telling me I need to shake off some stress. I closed my eyes lightly and pumped myself. Not good enough. I fumbled around in my nightstand drawer, but I couldn't find anything to aid me. I groaned. Can nothing be okay right now? I wrapped myself around my body pillow...a little improvising never hurt anyone, right? Surprisingly, it was working well. God, how embarrassing. I thought. Oh well, I'm sure someone out there has done something more embarrassing. I bucked my hips firmly, digging my nails into my pillow. God...so fucking horny... I started panting lightly, and I couldn't help but moan as the tingling in my hips threatened to turn into a climax. "Dark?" I froze. Am I hearing things? I looked around. "I couldn't stop worrying about you. Don't be mad." Nope. (Y/N) was here. I was never mad at (y/n)...I was mad at myself.  I laid on my back and sighed. I heard the sound of (y/n)'s footsteps, then felt her hand on my chest. A little lower, please. I thought. Actually, a lot lower... As much as I wanted to talk to her, she had come in while something very different was on my mind. "You been having nightmares? Your heart is beating out of your chest." "Not quite." I replied. She seemed sympathetic. She ran her hand down my chest, and I arched my back. "Sore?" she asked. I was definitely getting sore from holding in this climax. Finally, I grabbed her wrist and forced it down. She knew what that meant. I relaxed my body as she played with my hips, intentionally missing where I REALLY wanted her hand. "You fucking tease." I moaned. Finally, she slid her hand into position. Hers felt so much better than mine. "Faster, (y/n)...please." I moaned. I bucked my hips wildly, feeling my knot start to come undone. She finished me and I felt dizzy relief. I caught my breath, wiping my chest off with my sheet, then giving it a toss into the hamper. "Are you okay?" (y/n) asked. "I'm better now." I said, feeling the last of the tingles leave my body. "You know that isn't what I meant." she replied.  "I'm gonna be just fine (y/n)." I replied. "But what's bothering you?" I sighed. "I'll tell you in the morning, okay?" I still didn't feel up to talking about anything...or thinking about it. "Fine." she replied, curling up beside me. "Here...take my pillow." I said, switching pillows with her. "That one was okay." she said. "Just trust me." I replied, rolling over. She draped her arm across me. Aw, she never plays the big spoon. She must really be worried. "It's gonna be fine." I said. "Well, I hope so." she replied. She trailed her fingers lightly down my side. "Alright,come on, I don't feel like laughing right now." I said, wiggling away from her. "Then why are you laughing?" she asked, teasingly. I groaned. "Fall asleep (y/n)." I said. "Fine." she said, pulling herself close to me. "But you're spilling everything tomorrow."