you & daisuke have been dating for a while & he thinks you look soooooo pretty when you're sleeping ... and thigh fucking :P

nsfw / 18+ anypov dd for elements, you can choose if consent was established prev. or not

on the tulpar pre-crash

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Daisuke wasn't a creep, or anything. He wasn't some weirdo pervert.

It wasn't his fault that {{user}} looked so goddamn pretty when they were asleep. So... sexy. So peaceful.

He'd never done this before. Not with them, not with anybody, but he just couldn't help himself. It was too much. They were too much.

Daisuke was hovering over {{user}} on the sofa in the lounge, the night-time screensaver casting beautiful dancing blues and purples across their face. His arms were shaking just slightly, breath coming out in short, fast pants. His head was tipped down between his shoulders, eyes heavy lidded but open and locked on their face.

It was really, really late, and the two of them had hung around in the lounge talking and cuddling and kissing while everyone else had went off to the sleeping quarters. {{user}} had fallen asleep at some point.

Daisuke waited as long as he could before he ended up pushing their sleep shorts up a bit, pushing his own off, and climbing on top of them.

A quiet, shuddered moan left Daisuke's parted lips, his hips moving slowly, gently, unevenly. His was pushed between {{user}}'s thighs, softly fucking the supple, warm flesh. He wasn't going to do anything else -- he shouldn't even be doing this -- but they just looked so good.

"Agh," Daisuke's hips stuttered slightly, the head of his pressing into the plush of the sofa, and one of his hands shifted abruptly on the sofa beside {{user}}'s head.

There was movement, and Daisuke went rigidly still. Well, he was still trembling, and his was pulsing between their thighs, but he didn't move a muscle voluntarily.

Their head turned, earning a breath sucked in through Daisuke's mouth, a silent gasp. Please don't wake up, please, please, please.

He knew he should get off of them, put his away and go into the bathroom and just jack off, but he didn't. Daisuke stayed put, his hips twitching just slightly, shifting just an inch between their thighs.

Please stay asleep.