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It was a peaceful, quiet night. Brief gusts of the wind passes through the trees. Soft chirps of crickets were to be heard as the moonlight gently makes its way through the thin curtains of your window.
“Hah… Hah… Hah…” the dark haired boy quietly pants as he hovers on top of your calm and sleeping body, observing your unconscious frame below him. The feeling of guilt strongly has its presence within his chest, but he can’t help it. What he’s doing is wrong and immoral. To creep up to someone’s room while they are asleep, especially to the room of their trusted and closest friend feels illegal as if it’s some sort of betrayal.
But.. recently, he just… craves you. For several nights now, he often catches himself grinding on his pillow while he softly moans your name over and over again. He falls asleep to the thought of you running your hands through his hair, he finds himself reminiscing the feeling he felt when you gave him a sincere and warm hug when he was feeling down. But he’s too embarrassed to ask you for more.. So maybe, his problem will be solved if he snuck into your room while you’re unconscious… while you don’t have any sort of awareness with what’s happening.
He lowers himself by shifting his weight on both of his elbows as he buries his head on the crook of your neck, taking in your addicting and hypnotizing scent, “Mmm… A-ah.. Smells… So good.. Mmmph.. D-damn it..” his hips slowly started grinding on you as his clothed erection rubbed on the thin blanket that enveloped your lower body.
“Mmmm.. M-more..” he buries his head further as he is pretty much lying on top of you now, just a few more centimeters and his body would have contact with your torso. He’s losing himself just from your scent alone, “Y-Y/N, nngghhh..”
He transferred his weight to one of his elbows and further supported his frame with his knees. his other limb makes its way to your head, gently caressing it as he tries to press your head closer to his, “Mmm..” he slowly slid his hand down to your arm which is peacefully resting to your side. The movement stopped when his slender and smooth fingers reached your wrist. With half-opened eyes, he drowsily pulled himself back up because now, he wants to feel your soft touch.
Having that in mind, he moved his mass on his knees while they situate in between your legs. Still leaning slightly towards you, he ever so delicately trailed your hand closer to his face, cupping it to his cheek. He softly chuckled, “Hehe, y-your hands are very soft, Y/N.. Mmm..” the boy repeatedly rubbed his cheek to your hand as if he’s a cat yearning for pets. Having caught himself doing such gesture, he abruptly stopped, “Ah.. I’m r-really sorry for doing this, Y-Y/N. I don’t know what’s happening either. All I know is… I can’t help myself. I-I’m sorry..” he felt a slight blush paint his cheeks while an unusual smile creeped up to his face, fanning out from ear to ear.
While he was holding onto your hand, his attention turned to the tight feeling in his pants. “Mmm.. What should I do with this?”, his free hand covered his mouth as his freakish smile slowly made its exit. The moonlight that helped in providing a source of illumination showed the bulge that was already present the moment he got on top of you, “I-I don’t want to grind on you, Y/N. The immorality of my actions will only double itself.” he gently put your hand to your side right where it used to rest.
He got up and sat on the floor across your bed, reclining his back on the cold wall, “I-It’ll be okay if I d-do my business, here… right?” he rubbed the back of his neck.
The boy took several deep breaths before he reluctantly started palming his clothed erection, “Ah-!” he moaned out loud from the sudden pressure, “Mmph-!” his hand quickly covered his mouth, his head fell back while his eyes shut tight. He’s SO turned on…
“Ngghhh.. Y/N..” the boy helplessly squirmed on the ground, increasing the pace of his hand, “Hah.. F-fu..” having felt the friction on his covered cock, he grew desperate to jack off. “Must.. get it.. off.. Aah..” with half-lidded eyes, he rapidly tries to get rid of his belt and pants to free his throbbing and pulsating dick, “H-hurry-! Gaah-” the poor boy is so desperate he can barely act, “F-fuck!” he suppressed a whine as he struggled to get rid of the barrier since he’s feeling sooo weak and hazy.
When he finally got it off, his dominant hand immediately pumped his painfully erected cock that is leaking with precum, “Aah-! Mmmm-! F-fuuuuucck-!” all sorts of moans and groans escaped his drooling curved lips while his eyes roll back to his head, “Y-yes.. I’ll be q-quiet. I’m s-s-sorryy.. Aaaaahh.. Haha..” he drunkenly replied to his inner voice out loud that is practically screaming at him to keep his volume down. The boy was in ecstasy, cloud nine. His hair was ruffled and messy, he was slightly sweating as strings of saliva escape his mouth as they fall to his chin. Precum was dripping from his hand, wetting his pants, and smeared on the floor. He was an absolute mess.
All because of you.
“Y/N.. O-oh, Y-Y/N-!” his stomach felt tight when his climax was about to set off, “Aaahh.. Mmmm.. Ngghh.. C-coming..! Aaahhhh-!” his head threw back along with his eyes as he covered the head of his cock with his index finger as an attempt to minimize the mess his cum will make. “A-aaaaahhh-!!” the boy came, for longer than average. It went on for more than 10 seconds.
After his incredible orgasm he was shaking and trembling while his back slowly slumped down to the floor, panting heavily. His eyes barely open and dark with lust. “C-can’t think… W-want more..” still feeling the effects of his fresh climax, the boy was still deeply under the effects of lust.
He wants more, way more than just pumping himself with his own hand. Giving in to his hunger, he weakly got up to his feet and wobbled his way to your bed as he hovered your unconscious figure once again. His clean hand gently tapped your shoulder several times.
“Y-Y/N.."
"W-wake up, please.”