Morality's Break - Rare Ship One-Shots

I'm With You (SleepxVirgil) Smut

Request from _anxious_pineapples_

Warning: trans male character, smut, gentle sex, a lot of feelings, dissociation, the use of the words "cunt" and "small dick" in reference to a trans man's genteilia, dysphoria mentions

     Remy hummed as he climbed the stairs to his boyfriend's room. His mood died, however, when he found his boyfriend sprawled out on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. When he called his name, Virgil only responded with a "hmm", which wasn't a good sign. Remy slowly approached and sat on the edge of the bed next to Virgil. The emo's purple and green mismatched eyes were dull, a clear sign that he was dissociating. This usually happened when he was emotionally overloaded. Sometimes it happened after he felt an especially happy feeling, but he could tell that wasn't the case this time.

     "Babes, can I do anything to help?" He asked genuinely. Virgil's eyes briefly flicked over to him before returning to the ceiling. He didn't answer. Remy sat next to him in silence for a few minutes before Virgil finally said something.

     "Girl."

     Remy's heart broke. Virgil's flat, emotionless tone was something Remy hated, because it meant that things were bad.

     "No. No, sweetie," Remy comforted. He gently trailed a hand across Virgil's cheek. Virgil flinched, but slowly leaned into the touch. Touch was almost always good for Virgil in times like these. He needed to feel loved, like someone was with him through this. Remy was prepared to be that someone. He curled into Virgil's side and traced his fingers along his chest. They stayed like that, Remy whispering sweet reassurances into Virgil's ear. He watched as slowly the life drained back into the other's eyes, which started to well up with tears.

     "Remy..." Virgil whimpered, curling into his boyfriend. Remy shushed him and held him close, rubbing his back soothingly. Virgil slowly brought his face out from Remy's shoulder and kissed him desperately. Remy gently kissed back, stroking Virgil's hair.

     When they pulled away, Remy asked, "What do you need me to do?"

     "Please..." Virgil begged, crying quietly.

     "Babes, you need to let me know what you need," Remy said softly, breath dusting Virgil's scrunched up face.

     "I need you," the emo whimpered. He pressed his hips to Remy's. Remy got the picture, knowing that Virgil wasn't comfortable saying it verbally. Remy hushed him and gently pushed him back onto the mattress. He placed a knee between his legs and rubbed the growing wet patch there. He softly kissed his lover and ran his hands along his chest. He broke the kiss to trail kisses along his neck and the shell of his ear.

     "You're so handsome, Virgil," he whispered against Virgil's skin. "The most handsome boy I've ever seen." Virgil softly moaned, hips pressing back against Remy's knee. He wrapped his arms around the older's shoulders and buried his face in his neck. "I love you, baby boy."

     "R-rem," Virgil sobbed out. Remy kissed the tears away, noticing how the other wasn't wearing his usual makeup. He went back to kissing Virgil's lips, tasting the salt of tears on his tongue. He trailed his hands up and down Virgil's sides and eventually came to hook his fingers under the edge of Virgil's skinny jeans. He looked up at Virgil, who shakily nodded, before pulling his pants and boxers down. He pulled the bundled up sock that Virgil had been packing with away and trailed kisses down the other's hips and stomach.

     He went lower, earning a "please", before taking Virgil's little dick into his mouth and gently sucking and licking. He heard Virgil give out a cross between a moan and a whimper as he kept up his actions. He bobbed his head a little before pulling off. Virgil was panting now, looking down at him with half lidded eyes. Remy lovingly smiled up at him. He reached over towards the nightstand and grabbed some lube. He looked at Virgil questioningly.

     "Are you okay for this?" He asked. Virgil nodded slightly, preferring not to talk in situations like this. He had said that it made him feel weird- not in a good way. Remy poured a generous amount of lube onto his fingers and circled them around Virgil's cunt. He dragged them across the slick entrance a few times before cautiously pushing the tip of one in, watching Virgil's face for any sign of discomfort. So far there wasn't any. Virgil only gasped and pushed his hips back on Remy's finger. Remy took that as a good sign and pushed it in the rest of the way.

     Virgil threw an arm over his eyes and panted lightly. Remy moved his finger in and out, swirling it around to stretch Virgil properly. When he felt was the right time, he added a second finger, moving them along Virgil's walls and scissoring them. Virgil reached out for Remy's hand, holding it loosely. Remy smiled softly and squeezed. He went back to stretching Virgil open. He continued before adding a third finger and repeating his motions. He then pulled his fingers out and kissed Virgil lightly before pulling his cock out, lubing it up and lining it up with Virgil's entrance. Virgil removed his arm from his face and gave him a nod, pushing back against Remy. Remy slowly swiped the head of his cock along Virgil's cunt, spreading the slick around. Virgil whined and bucked his hips impatiently.

     Remy gently shushed him and continued passing his cock along Virgil's folds. He teased the tip into his wet entrance before pulling back out. He loved to tease like this, basking in the small moans and pants that Virgil let out. He slid his head across his cunt again, slightly catching it against his small cock before finally pushing in a little, allowing Virgil to adjust. Virgil let his head drop back onto the pillows and waited to adjust to Remy's girth. When he was ready, he pushed back a little, signaling Remy to continue pushing in. Remy slowly slid home and rested there until his lover allowed him to continue.

     When Virgil nodded, Remy didn't immediately slam into him like he normally would, but gently pulled back and pushed back in instead. He set a slow, gentle pace, giving them both a kind of pleasure they wouldn't get from a rougher, faster pace. Remy leaned over Virgil, still thrusting, and kissed him softly. Virgil gripped his shirt in his hands, bringing him closer. When they parted, Remy once again moved to kiss along Virgil's neck.

     "I've got you," he whispered. "I'm here, babes. I'm with you." Virgil closed his eyes, letting Remy's words wash over him along with the pleasure from his slow pace. Virgil felt his release build up and he gripped harder onto Remy, whimpering more. Tears of pleasure and love coated his cheeks as he buried his face into Remy's neck once again.

     "R-rem," he said. Remy hushed him, kissing the top of his head. He could feel his own orgasm building up.

      "It's okay, love," he reassured. "You can come whenever you need to." Virgil arched his back as burning white pleasure coursed along his nerves and he released, clamping down on Remy's cock. Remy, unable to keep it together after feeling that, released his load deep inside Virgil, who moaned at feeling so filled. He knew Virgil liked feeling full, so he stayed inside him for as long as his softening cock would allow. Virgil was drifting off to sleep already. Remy had that kind of affect on people.

     "I love you..." Virgil mumbled sleepily. Remy kissed the top of his head.

     "I love you, too," he replied. He held him close, grabbing a convenient clean rag from the drawer and cleaning them up. I hope that this helped Virgil even just a little bit, he thought as he drifted off, still cradling Virgil's sleeping body in his arms.