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Orm's breathing was a soft, rhythmic against my side.
She had fallen asleep—of course she had. We’d spent the evening arguing over whether she’d last fifteen minutes into the series, and she’d insisted she could. Now, she was a warm, heavy weight curled against me, her head tucked into the crook of my shoulder and her legs tangled with mine in a messy knot of limbs.
I was only supposed to stay for a little while. But looking at her, I knew I wasn't going anywhere.
It's not like it was a problem; we’d been dating for two years after all, and her parents had long since stopped asking when I was leaving. Orm was a homebody by nature, and most of our world existed within these walls.
After dinner with her family and a bit of teasing with Att, the house had settled into a comfortable silence. I loved it here—mostly because it meant waking up next to her.
I slipped out of bed and padded over to the closet, desperate to peel off my jeans. I found a pair of shorts and an oversized T-shirt, noting with a smile that Orm had successfully stolen about half of my hoodies for her own collection.
I turned back toward the bed and reached for her, trying to change the hoodie she was wearing for one of her lighter T-shirts.
“Come on, baby. You'll bake in this” I murmured softly as I helped her out of it.
She let out a sleepy, protesting whine, her eyes barely fluttering open as I gently maneuvered her out of the hoodie and into a light T-shirt.
Once she was settled, I slid back under the covers. It took her less than a second to find me again. She surged forward, wrapping an arm around my waist and burying her face in my neck with a contented sigh.
I chuckled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Good night, Orm.”
I finally let sleep take me, too.
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It didn’t last long, though.
I woke hours later, disoriented and flushed. The room was cool, but my skin felt electric, a slow burn spreading through my lower half. It took a moment to realize why. I was hugging Orm from behind, and even in the depths of sleep, she was a menace.
Her hips rolled back against me—a slow, unconscious grind that sent a jolt of heat straight to my gut.
Oh shit.
I froze, my breath catching in my throat. I was rock hard, the friction of our clothes barely masking the ache.
As if sensing my reaction, she shifted again, pressing back harder this time. I inhaled sharply, my heart hammering against my ribs. There was no way she was asleep.
Was she?
I propped myself up on one elbow to peer at her face. Her mouth was slightly open, her expression peaceful and utterly unconscious. She was very much asleep, completely unaware of the havoc she was wreaking.
“God dammit” I hissed, rolling onto my back and creating a few inches of desperate space between us.
Oh man, I really didn't want to have to jerk off in the bathroom at her parents' house.
I threw the blankets back a little and stared at the ceiling, trying to regulate my breathing. I tried to think of anything else—food, the latest episode of Shin Chan, the laundry I needed to do. I felt the tension recede slightly, the heat beginning to subside.
Then, Orm shifted.
She rolled over, draping half her body across mine. Her leg hooked over my hip, her thigh crushing directly against my erection with a sudden, firm pressure. Her warm breath hitched against my neck, smelling of sleep and sweetness.
The arousal slammed back into me, stronger than before.
“You little devil” I whispered, my voice hoarse as I looked at the sleeping girl who had no idea exactly what she was provoking.
I tried breathing again, closing my eyes to focus. But I knew there were only two options to solve this... inconvenience.
"Oh, you're going to pay for this in the morning" I breathed.
We had never had sex in her parents' house. We had never explicitly said we wouldn't, but it was just understood—a matter of respect for her family. And a matter of privacy for us - specifically for Orm, she was always loud.
Sex was always at my house, where I lived alone, with no one to disrupt us.
And that meant only one option remained.
I tried to sneak away from her—slowly, achingly slowly.
First her legs, one at a time; that alone took five whole minutes. Then her arms. I lifted the one on my waist, trying not to wake her, but as I moved her head off my shoulder, she stirred.
I froze, praying she would drift back to sleep. But of course, she didn't.
She caught me with one leg already off the bed, and even with sleepy eyes, she looked at me.
"Please don't go... you're warm" she said, her voice thick with sleep and clinginess.
As if the universe were playing a joke on me, she pulled me back onto the bed. All my efforts were gone in a second.
"Please baby, I need to go to the bathroom," I pleaded, my voice still hoarse. "I'll be quick, I swear."
"Hmm" she hummed, pulling me close again. But the moment she slid her leg over my hip, she felt it.
A sharp inhale escaped my lips and I closed my eyes.
Oh no.
She propped herself up on one elbow. She was very much awake now.
"Are you...?" she whispered.
I didn't look at her, but I could hear the amusement in her voice.
I kept my eyes squeezed shut, my jaw tight, praying that if I didn't look at her, I could somehow maintain my shred of willpower.
"Please," I pleaded, my voice sounding far more desperate than I wanted it to, "just let me go to the bathroom, Orm. Please."
I felt her shift, her weight settling more firmly against me. She didn't move her leg; instead, she slid it just a fraction of an inch, a slow, deliberate graze that made my entire body shudder.
"What for?" she whispered.
The voice wasn't sleepy anymore. It was honeyed, playful, and laced with a mischief that I knew all too well.
"You know exactly what for" I groaned, finally opening my eyes.
Orm was looking down at me with a tiny, devastating smirk. Her hair was a messy halo around her face, and her eyes were sparkling. She looked soft and innocent, but the way she was looking at me was anything but.
"I don't know," she hummed, her hand sliding up my abdomen, her fingers trailing light, agonizing patterns over my T-shirt. "I just thought you were really excited about our sleepover. I didn't realize you were this excited."
I covered my eyes with my arm and let out a deep sigh. "You shifted too much and now look what you did. Your parents are literally in the next room."
"They're deep sleepers, Ling. You know they are," she murmured, leaning down so her lips were brushing against the shell of my ear. Her warm breath sent a fresh wave of heat crashing through me. "Besides... it seems a shame to let all this go to waste. Why go to the bathroom when I'm right here?"
She shifted again, this time pressing her hand firmly against my bulge. I let out a sharp, broken sound, my hands instinctively gripping her wrist to hold her still. "Baby, if you're just going to tease me, please stop."
"Who said I was just teasing?" Then she kissed me—slow, wet, and demanding. I melted into it; god, I wanted her right now, but the risk was still there.
I broke the kiss, already missing her lips. "Orm, your parents might wake up, please."
"We will be quick. Come on, Ling, just a little" she whispered, kissing my jaw.
"You're a menace" I hissed, my resolve crumbling in real-time.
Sensing her victory, she kissed me again. My hands found her waist and hers moved to the waistband of my shorts, her fingers sliding under the fabric and up my boxers to grip my cock. Hard.
"Oh wow, you're so hard, baby. How long were you suffering?" she whispered. "Why didn't you wake me? Did you want to take care of it on your own?" Her hand began to move now under my boxers, and my hips jumped at the raw touch.
I pushed my shorts and boxers down to my ankles. Orm had room to move as she pleased now, and I was far too lost in the feeling of her fingers sliding up and down my shaft.
My eyes were closed as I sighed at the ceiling, trying not to breathe too hard or make any noise while she worked me.
I heard her chuckle. "I've never seen you so repressed before."
I couldn't take the stillness anymore. I moved, pushing Orm's shoulders back onto the bed. I grabbed the hem of her shirt and looked at her.
She was flushed.
That was the green light. I pulled the shirt off her head; she had taken off her bra earlier, so she was bare from the waist up. All of her, just for me. I didn't waste a second before taking one breast into my mouth. Orm hissed through her teeth.
"Tastes so good," I mumbled, switching to the other breast while I pushed down her pajama bottoms and underwear.
I went down on her, wanting to make sure she was wet enough to take me, but to my surprise, she was already dripping.
"How are you already...?" I didn't get to finish the sentence.
"Come on, Ling, quickly," she urged, oh she was eager.
I stripped off my shirt and positioned myself between her legs, my erection brushing her entrance. Just as I was about to push in, the bed creaked.
I froze, looking at Orm for confirmation. She nodded. "Just... go slow" she whispered, opening her legs wider.
I pushed inside slowly. "Oh yes" I exhaled as I felt her walls expand to accommodate me. I rested my forehead against hers.
"Thank god you're on the pill now," I whispered. I never got tired of saying it; fucking her raw was heaven.
Her hands found my abs. "You're so hot, baby, and all mine." I was a gym rat, and I knew it showed. I loved exercising to burn off stress, but mostly, I loved the look in Orm's eyes when she saw me naked. She looked mesmerized as I flexed, rocking back and forth slowly.
That only drove me to go harder, but Orm's moans began to escape her bitten lip, and the headboard started to hit the wall. "It's making too much noise" I whispered.
I stopped against my will, feeling a surge of frustration. Then she shifted, pushing me off her chest. "Sit back."
We moved, as I sat up, she straddled me. She grabbed my cock—pulsing now—and guided it to her entrance. She sank down slowly, her hands on my shoulders and her neck thrown back.
We loved this position, we really did, it was one of our favorites. She loved taking control, going as fast as she wanted, and I loved seeing her completely wrecked, jumping up and down, taking me deep inside, her breasts bouncing and her hair a mess.
I found her breasts again, my head falling between them, kissing them while one hand squeezed and the other held her waist, helping her rhythm.
Her movements became more frantic, faster. She was biting her lip hard, but a moan still slipped out.
"Shhh, baby, you have to stay quiet" I whispered, devouring her neck.
"I... can't... it's..." another moan escaped her as she bounced.
"Shhh, bite my shoulder, here." I guided her head to my shoulder, and she did, biting me so hard I hissed in pain, but the rocking of her hips was so mind-blowing that I barely noticed.
"Yes... yes..." Orm went faster, and the headboard started hitting the wall again, louder this time.
"Shit," I said, grabbing her hips to stop her.
We paused for a second, panting. Then she lifted her face, her eyes locking onto mine. She started moving again, slow, testing if the movement would make the bed sound.
It did. Every rock of her hips made a thud.
"I swear..." Orm exhaled, giving up and letting her head fall on my shoulder.
I chuckled - which was crazy because it wasn't funny —we were so close.
"Let me just..." I lifted her off my lap and stood at the edge of the bed. "Let's try this. Come here."
She looked at me for a second before crawling toward me. This goddess was breathtaking: hair a mess, lips swollen, skin flushed, nipples hard.
"Turn around, ass up." I grabbed her hips and positioned her on all fours at the edge of the bed. Right in front of me.
If heaven existed, it was right here. Orm was beautiful, but seeing her completely surrendered and exposed to me, trusting and wanting, was intoxicating. I was baffled for a moment, looking at her small waist and the elegant curve of her spine leading down to her hips and ass. She was so perfectly gifted in that area.
"Wake up, baby," she whispered, looking at me over her shoulder with a smirk, her hips rolling back, seeking friction.
"God, I want to spank you so hard right now," I whispered, positioning myself inside her once again.
Her head fell down and mine tilted up, both of us restricting our moans. I grabbed her waist and started moving in a steady, driving rhythm.
The bed wasn't creaking anymore, and I couldn't have been more thankful.
I reached down and gripped her breasts, squeezing them hard.
"Ah... Ling," she gasped, her hand reaching back to my ass, pulling me closer as if she wanted to melt into me.
I started going hard. Orm's arms gave way and her face pressed into the mattress, which muffled her moans.
But not enough; she was too loud again.
"Baby, please be quiet." I didn't slow down, and neither did she.
"Yes... right there, baby!" I put my hand over her mouth to muffle the sound, but it didn't work—of course it didn't.
"Fuck, Orm, you're being too loud." I stopped the movement. I was frustrated; this was harder than I thought. She knew how much I loved hearing her scream, and only I knew just how L-O-U-D she could be.
"Ling, I'm sorry... I..." Her breathing was frantic. We were so close again.
"Come here so you shut up." She turned around and crawled back to me, I grabbed her chin, lifting her head. "Open up."
She did, so damn obedient. I guided my cock—larger with every passing second—into her mouth. She closed around the head, licking it like a lollipop.
Her eyes rolled back; she loved this, loved making me feel good.
Her mouth started moving, taking me deeper each time, and when I felt her throat working, I could only hiss.
I had to use my own hand to shut myself up, but it was getting harder and harder with the little pops Orm made every time she pulled back to breathe.
Her mouth was hot, and I was trying so hard not to cum right there. "Baby, I'm so close," I whispered.
"I want you to come inside me, please, Ling," she said, her eyes glassy and her mouth dripping with saliva. "I won't make a sound, I promise."
I sighed. "If you do, I swear, Orm, I'm going to go jerk off in the bathroom." I warned her, but I complied anyway.
A blowjob was heaven, but nothing could compete with the feeling of her pussy—tight, hot, and wet.
"What about the bed?" I asked, running out of ideas to avoid the headboard.
She lay down on the bed as if to sleep. "Come here," she patted the space behind her— the same position that had gotten us into this mess.
Spoon.
I followed immediately, pressing my front against her back and wrapping my hands around her waist, my head in the crook of her neck.
Orm reached back, grabbing my cock and settling it at her entrance, but it was tight.
"Open your legs, baby." I grabbed her right thigh and lifted it up, and damn she was flexible.
That finally let me in, and I pushed all the way.
"Hmm... yes." This time it was my turn to be loud. I started moving back and forth, using her lifted leg as impulse, going faster and faster.
The sound of my balls hitting her pussy was wet and loud. Orm reached for the blankets, pulling them over us to muffle the noise.
I kept going, frantic now, my breath hot on her neck. Orm's hand covered her mouth, her eyes shut tight.
I looked down and that's when I lost it—my pelvis hitting her ass, the sticky sound of our fluids, my cock disappearing inside her over and over.
I started going fast and hard—so hard that the bed started creaking again.
Orm's hand gripped my hip. "Ah... baby, slow down."
But I couldn't. I was too close, and the way her walls were contracting around me told me she was almost there, too.
A few more deep pushes and it happened.
She came first, a cry muffled by the pillow, her body shaking uncontrollably. In her shaking, I followed, coming hard.
My head burried on her neck, panting, my dick jumping inside her as I come.
It took us several minutes to come back to reality, and the silence that followed was LOUD.
Orm turned around slowly. "What time is it?" she whispered, so softly I could barely hear her.
I reached for my phone on the nightstand, my body already feeling the soreness that tomorrow would bring. "4 am."
"Oh good, we can still get some sleep," she said simply, turning back around and rocking her hips against me once more.
I chuckled. "Unbelievable."
She reached back to grab my head and pulled me into a slow, lingering kiss. "Good night, Ling. I love you."
I pressed my nose against her cheek. "I love you too, baby."
After a few minutes, just as I was drifting off, I heard her whisper, "I swear I'm buying another bed in the morning."
And hell, I'm even installing it myself.