you're exhausted and delirious from lack of sleep, unable to even think anything other than "sleep". your responsibilities are tiring you out so much - you love doing what you do, but being so tired all the time takes it's toll. you're too tired to sleep - and Tenya sympathises. Hes;s there for you when you toss an turn in your bed, angry huffs and groans coming from under your blanket. He leans into you, putting away his book.
"can't sleep?" his voice is low and soothing, rumbling. he kisses your ear, strokes your hair.
"no," you sigh, "i'm so tired, my whole body aches, but i just can't relax and drift."
he moves your hair and kisses your neck.
"let me take care of that, baby."
you smile and whine, unable however to readjust your position. he presses firmly to your back, his whole body warming you up instantly. his feet touch your feet, his face is in your hair. one arm comes around your head on the pillow, his fingers touching your mouth. You lick them instinctively and he hums. The other hand comes down, along your side and waist, strokes your hip, dips inside. Tenya pulls your leg back over his body - you're like a ragdoll in his arms. He stuffs his fingers in his mouth and licks vigorously, and then he's back between your legs. You wiggle your ass gingerly and he ruts into it. He's getting hard quickly, bug he's keeping his breaths slow and deep to concentrate on you. His fingers slip between your folds, roll them touch your clit. You feel a soft, distant pleasure. He kisses along your neck, mouths at the pulse point, he breathes in your ear.
"I'm gonna make you feel good, my bunny," He says, "Do you want to feel good?"
You nod and hum and he takes it - you're too tired for him to admonish you and demand words. He rubs at you softly - you're not getting wet as easily as usual, so slicks up his fingers with spit once more and ruts heavily into you. Once he dips a fingertip inside your hole he feels your wet heat and moans in your hair, feels himself throb and the rush of arousal, the incredible lust he feels for you every day, rush through his spine. You're wet now and he can easily fuck you - he adds another finger and pushes them in further, the side of his hand rubbing at your clit. You're not moving, you're letting him do anything he wants - anything you wants. You're gripping his hand weakly, the one next to your face, and stroke his palm.
"Does it feel good? Do you like my fingers inside you?" Tenya asks lowly. His voice is a gentle roll, a thunder over you, cozying you up into your heavy blankets and spilling fire down your throat.
"Yes, sir," you reply and he smiles. He's instantly happy that you mustered enough energy to respond in a way that he craves.
"Good girl," He praises and ruts his leaking, demanding cock into you. His thin boxers make for delicious friction.
you relaxed enough that you feel a little better, the slippery wetness between your legs making you feel lewd and wonderful.
"Daddy," You whisper. He's immediately at your ear.
"What is it, bunny?"
"Need your cock, please."
'Yes, bunny, you can have it, let me fuck you..."
He's hot with desire. He withdraws his hand from you and you whine, but he doesn't give you time to become cold. He tugs your panties down your legs and throws them on the floor, then tugs off his boxers - quickly, quickly. Your leg goes back over his hip, his cock instantly at your entrance. He bumps it against your hole, collects slick, makes you moan and ask him to fuck you.
Tenya is holding himself together not to lose all control and rail you into the bed - he knows you need a huge, but gentle orgasm to fall asleep. He'll give you one, or five - if you so demand. And when you're feeling better, he knows you'll come begging Sir to fuck you raw again.
He stretches you slowly, always tentative not to cause pin - your pussy, even after taking him so many times, still needs a few seconds of painful adjustment every time he fucks you. You're very tight, he's very big - a match made in heaven.
He is all the way in and you're panting quietly, his chest flush to your back. His big hand rubs at your tummy, waist, tits, pinches your nipples and rolls them - you moan almost inaudible with each thrust, each stroke. He travels down your body back to your clit and for a second sots two fingers around your entrance, feels himself enter you between them. You buck weakly and he moans. He starts to rub at your clit, wishing he could somehow lick your pussy at the same time as he fucks you - but he'll settle for his fingers.
You're dripping, you feel heat and stardust tingle all along your body, most of all between and along your legs. You know you'll cum soon and it's a welcome, surprising realisation - you didn't think you could in this state.
"D-daddy," You moan and you hear Tenya moan in response, sounding even more fucked out and lost.
"Yes, baby?"
"I-I'm g-gonna... I'm gonna cum," You whisper.
"Yes, please, please, cum for me," He whispers hotly in your ear, licks the shell, "Cum for daddy, cum on my cock. I want to feel you clench around me, want to hear you moan. You moan so pretty when you're cumming, baby, it makes me even harder every time."
He can feel you tighten from his words and then he can feel himself swell, just like he said. The way you react to his dirty mouth gets him going like nothing else. You start to writhe, your body moving in a gentle wave, your legs shaking ever so slightly. You moan openly, throwing your head back onto his shoulder and he suddenly feels a vice grip around his balls tighten and snap, an enormous amount of cum spilling from him into you. He groans and whimpers prettily into you, your pussy milking him for all he's worth.
He's panting, you're entirely drained.
"God... f-fuck..." He pants, "I love you so much."
He mumbles the last part into your shoulder and you grab his hand, kiss the knuckles.
"Stay inside me," You ask, "I want to feel you inside."
"Let me wash you," He says.
"No," you grumble and put your face in the pillow. Your body is finally relaxing, but you feel like you want... more.
You have to get up in four and a half hours.
Tenya laughs.
"Okay, I'll run you a warm bath in the morning. Breakfast in bed?"
"Only if it's your cock."
"I woke the beast," he sighs.
"The beast can finally sleep, try waking it up in the morning."
He hums and nuzzles into you, moving his body so that his softening cock doesn't slip out too much. He'll take care of you every day for the rest of your life. He his is full.
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