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Miles' tail brushed underneath the sheets covering his form as he pinched his eyes open to the morning light filtering through the window.
His heart raced for a few seconds, but with a slow inhale through his nose, he calmed down, ears folding backwards. It wasn't a matter of him waking up that startled him. That would be silly coming from a Marine. It was what sound being made that was getting him to wake so early.
His ears flicked around, honing in on the strange echoes. Eyes then widened with a brow raised. Those noises were coming from over his shoulder. They were so close it felt… right next to him actually.
Taking a quick whiff of the air, he could smell the drip coming from between your folds. You smelt good. Ripe. It excited his senses to the slow morning like greeting him with warm breakfast in bed.
Your soft panting, troubled and sweet, had the mauve tip of his cock dotting with white as his back faced the writhing body behind him. He listened to the melody of your desperation carefully, ears now fully awake, while his tongue swirled around a canine feeling his shaft grow frustratingly stiff. Your little mewls went straight to his cock having him grip his pillow.
Not to startle you, he turned without much noise under the rustle of sheets as his weight shifted to behold you. Your eyes were still closed, but your legs were most definitely not, one bent a little higher than the other. Like flower petals spreading for the light, you blossomed apart where the sheets tented at the apex of your thighs.
The obvious was clear as your hand shuffled up and down causing a smirk to form on Miles’ face as he watched you play with yourself. The muscles in your neck flexed as your body tensed to the motion at your clit. Your head craned ever so slightly with a quiet blow of air escaping your mouth that turned into a tiny whine, eyes dancing underneath their lids.
Did you know how pathetic yet adorable you looked?
Gasping in your sleep, all needy and aroused.
Your breath hitched when a little too rough of a circle rubbed into your mound that had your hips rolling with larghetto. It had your body shuttering to the trigger of heat your fingers set off. A coo left your body, almost in pain, yet your legs willfully surrendered to the sensation, indicated by the further spread of your knees beneath the sheets.
Miles soaked in every move you made, twitching with want each passing second he continued to stay still. You touched your clit so helplessly under the control of your own arousal that made him eager, made his cock so hard he felt like he’d burst with how much he was leaking at this point.
His urges made him shift onto his stomach… which was probably the worst idea he ever made. The sheets tickled his painfully mushroomed head causing him to pause and seethe through gritted teeth before making his way over to your side of the bed.
The blankets pooled at the Recom’s backside when he sat up on his haunches below your parted legs, exposing the morning light onto both bodies. His cock stood upright while he feasted his eyes on your naked form, so clueless to the one watching you from above. You leaked heavily from your puffy folds, drowning with glossy slick that perfectly dripped a line down your crack.
Miles carefully leaned over you. The smell of your neediness seduced him even more as he got closer to your scent, weight from his hands indented the bed as they slide under your shoulders gently. He pressed his mouth to your neck right under your chin. His tongue sucked not too harshly along the tender flesh, but just firm enough to ease out a whimper from you. He swore you would wake up now any moment, but your eyes remained closed, fluttering open just a bit as your eyes twirled from the pleasure at your neck and below.
The Recom could feel on his lips your heartbeat thundering through your skin, warm and alive, as he kissed the length of your pulse. Yet he still couldn’t peg why you were still dreaming despite his efforts.
Then his eyes caught the white-capped, orange bottle atop your dresser. The Marine’s tail swatted behind him. You had discussed with him your bad sleeping habits and how you needed something to get you to sleep every now and then. The corner of his mouth pulled into a bold smirk. You were going to wake up glad you took those pills last night.
Getting onto his knees again, Miles gazed down to where you rubbed your clit.
Snaking his fingers below yours, he was able to replace them with his own. Your thick mess in no time coated his calloused digits that eventually slid lower to play with your folds. They were so fun and pliable around his large fingertips. Then, using two to spread you open, the head of his cock plugged the entrance to your slit…before pushing forward with massive relief groaning from his chest.
~
Your eyes were heavy and slow to open while your mind climbed out of the haziness of sleep.
Stretching your arms above your head and curving your spine, you felt wonderful… until you also felt the cold touch of air tickle your breasts. Nipples pointed hard while you still arched your back, leaving you to wonder why your blanket had decided to abandon its sole purpose. Despite the chill dancing along your chest, everything was fuzzy and warm, making you release a pitched hum in satisfaction.
As you were approaching clarity, the world started to piece together with you noticing first the bend of your knees, to how your thighs were spread, feeling full inside your pussy as the room bounced to the motion propelling you from below.
There was a massive cock slipping in and out of your throbbing cunt.
Immediately, your walls grasped around the welcomed intrusion, mind reeling over how it curved with timed thrusts right where your body craved the most. Every push, every shove, every pass the shaft made set your core ablaze. Soft, winded patterns – ha, ha, ha – left your body being rocked along the bed, legs laid out wide with cock gliding effortlessly into your hole.
"Oh, Miles..." you praised, line creasing between your brow.
Now all you need was something for your–
Two fingers were already digging into the swollen nub. Your cunt fluttered tighter around Miles while his hand brought your erection to full blossom, the head of your clit poking out completely from under its fleshy hood.
You were well aware of your surroundings now as your eyes adjusted to the person on top of you.
Miles propped himself on his knees while holding the back of yours in order to drive deep and hard, huffing slightly. Then he leaned down and caged you under him. His face hovered over yours, breath tickling along your cheek that had you crack a loving smile.
"My girl..." he whispered. "G'mor'nin~"
He thrusted a little slower, saddling your legs around his lower half.
"M-Miles," your voice faltered softly under his weight.
A spark set off inside the Recom hearing his name repeat over your lips so pitifully. He took smug pride in it as you were unable to form any other coherent thoughts, only spewing out his name over those desperate vocals calling just to him. Only him.
Your arms slinked over his back and raked down the cords of muscles. You expected an alarm clock to be your wakeup call… but this was way better.
Miles then propped his head up to find your blushing face, only causing a deeper hue to form across your nose as his eyes bore deeply into yours. You shut your eyes tightly squealing and hid your face in his shoulder. The only response you got from him was a throaty chuckle. Jerk. But you were too cock drunk to care.
Then the knot in your stomach grew tighter as the heat between your legs roared like a wild ocean made of flames.
Miles could feel the sweat of your skin rub into his stomach and chest. He took the sign, and his own release building, and sped up his thrusts. All he knew was he was close, trying to keep in control as he felt his tip begin to leak heavier shots of pre-cum into your walls.
Your body shuttered at the feeling and arched to the swelling balloon ready to pop inside your lower belly any given second. The pants and moans filling the tiny space shared between your faces exploded the nerves along your skin.
Flesh squelched together as fluids merged and squeezed out around the girth that rammed your hole, overflowing down your crack and staining the bedsheets.
Numerous were your cries while your nails dug into the body that held you close. The waves of pleasure violently crashed harder and harder into you as your orgasm neared feeling the biggest one about to wash you away.
Miles’ lips brushed over your ear. “Ssshh, come for me, pretty thing~”
Tears flooded your vision when the final wave toppled over and took you mercilessly. The room filled with the sweet release of your voice as your pleasure seized your body, cunt milking the Marine when he eventually came undone too. You were flooded with cum and nearly fainted as time seemed to drag out.
Everything eventually released perfectly having you collapse breathless, not knowing who or where you were.
“Fuck… me…” you groaned.
“I kinda just did,” Miles grinned, kissing along your face and brow.
You giggled at his corny joke.
Both of you stayed joined for a while, not caring how much time passed while making out and feeling along each other’s skin before having to break apart for air. Then from your dresser, your stupid alarm beeped its annoying song briefly before a large, blue hand smacked the snooze button to shut it up.
“Thank you for waking me up,” you mumbled happily into Miles’ neck as you held him close to you, legs wrapping tightly around his hips.
“Don’t worry about it…” he pecked the edge of your mouth lovingly.
You would have to remember to take your medicines more often.