still perkin’ (full)
A/N: this is based on a filthy request for morning sex and dirty talk, so i hope y’all pervs enjoy it xoxo
He’s hard. You feel it against your ass as you start to wake up. The morning sun spills through the cracked curtains and stirs you from your sleep. But you’re definitely not the only thing stirring, you think stupidly to yourself as you feel Shawn’s harden length nuzzled against you. His arm flexes, tightening around you as he snuffles in his sleep.
Biting your lip, you turn your head carefully to look over your shoulder at him. He’s absurdly adorable lying there with his cheeks flushed slightly, his chest rising and falling with the steady rhythm of his breath. You want to wake him up.
You turn your head away from him again and bury your face in your pillow once more. Normally you’d ignore either ignore this or grip Shawn’s shoulder to wake him up as you wrapped a hand around him. That’s not how you wanna do things this morning, though.
Instead, you wiggle your hips slowly before pushing back against him and pressing your ass tightly to his cock. You want to moan a bit, but instead you bite your pillow and focus on rolling your hips in a steady motion. You press back then forward, back then forward, over and over as you grind into him to tease his cock.
You hear Shawn’s low grunts behind you, groans into the back of your neck as both of his strong arms hold you to him so he can start rocking his own hips, fucking his cock against the soft globe of your ass.
You can’t stop yourself from moaning when, on a particularly delicious grind of your own hips back, his cock slips between the full cheeks of your ass. He rocks forward and his balls press up against your cunt.
That’s when you can’t help it. You moan, loudly, as your hands find his forearms and you grip them tightly, nails digging into his skin.
With that, you feel Shawn freeze behind you. You know he’s awake now, blinking open his bleary eyes and looking down at you.
You let out a shaky breath and push your ass back, tilting your hips forward enough so your slick pussy presses against his cock. “Shawn,” you murmur, voice scratchy from sleep, “Please.”
“Shit, babe,” he growls as drops his head forward, nuzzling into your neck as his grip on you tightens.
He kisses his way up to your ear before he chuckles, “Swore this was a dream,” then kisses the back of your neck and slides the head of his cock along the length of your slit, stopping to grind against your clit.
You moan and let your head fall back a bit, giving him access to your collarbone from over your shoulder. His lips are all over you as he teases your clit, forcing soft moans from your lips as you ache for more.
“Please, c’mon,” you urge, again, now that he’s absolutely awake.
He laughs again but only because he’s in awe of you. He lets you know, says, “Can’t believe you’re as eager for me as I am for you, sweetheart,” then starts sucking at your jaw as his cock slips back from your clit, teasing your entrance.
You don’t hesitate to roll your hips back and sink down onto his cock. Moaning, you dig your nails into his arms as you take what you need from him.
“Fucking…” you feel him breathe against your throat as you keep pressing back against him. Your cunt clutches his cock, taking him deeper and deeper and until he bottoms out, your ass flush against his hips.
He pulls his head away from you as you grinding steadily against him, fucking yourself on his cock with your head pressed back against his shoulder. He looks down, watches you, lets you take whatever you need from him. His cock twitches as your pussy grips him, your velvety walls stroking his hard shaft perfectly.
He tells you so.
“Jesus– baby, look at you. Fuck. Your pussy is so good– you feel so fucking perfect on my cock.”
His hands are moving as he speaks, one gliding across your skin to grip your hip, guiding your tight little rocking motions, while the other pushes up your stomach to cup one of your breasts. He brings his forefinger and thumb to your taut nipple, pinching it teasingly as he starts to move his own hips.
“Let me help, sweetheart,” he starts again, his head tilting back down so he can press his lips to your ear, “let me help you come all over my cock. Wanna make you come so good, please?” He kisses the back of your neck, starts to fuck his hips a little faster, “You know I can make you come baby. I can make your pussy feel so good.”
You moan at that, nodding before begging, “Please fuck me, Shawn, please,” and arching your back, your hips stilling with your ass pressed firmly against him, cock buried to the hilt in your cunt.
Shawn growls, always loving when you beg him for something he’s already begging you for. Then his hands are moving again as he pushes you however he wants you like he always does when you let him fuck you like this.
This time he gets his hand on your ass and pushes you forward onto your stomach. The hand on your breast instead finds the back of your shoulder as he presses you down into the mattress. He slides his cock out of you as he rolls over, pressing his chest to your back as he lets his hard length slip between the soft globes of your ass. You moan before biting down on the pillow, pushing your hips off the bed to press your ass against him as you try desperately to get his cock back inside of you.
He starts talking again.
“God, baby, you want my cock so bad, don’t you?” He shifts on top of you, his dick slipping down to your pussy, pressing against your entrance. “I know you love being full of me, love when your cunt stretches around my cock. You take me so fuckin’ well baby,” and then he’s rolling his hips forward, sinking himself into your wet heat as your bodies finally press together.
You moan, loud and wanton into the pillow as you grip the bed sheets beside you. Shawn’s breathing heavily atop you, clutching your hip as he starts grinding his cock in and out of you, keeping a slow, rolling rhythm that has your heart nearly beating out of your chest. You feel your juices soak the insides of your thighs as your pussy grips him, and that makes you moan even more, not caring Shawn might have neighbors that would absolutely hear you.
He’s not being quiet himself, murmuring, “Yeah, yeah, baby, that’s it, taking my cock so good, shit,” as he shifts his hips and finds your g-spot with each deep stroke of his dick. He’s holding you down so good, keeping your legs tight together with his own on either side, and each pass of his cock into your cunt slides against your ass and makes your toes curl.
“You wanna come down, babe, don’t you? Please, let me make you come, wanna feel you so bad,” Shawn’s practically whining into your ear, his hand slipping from your ass to the front of your hip, pulling you up against him so there’s no space between your back and his chest.
You turn your head on the pillow to look back at him over your shoulder before you keen for him, “Please,” drawing the word out on a breathy moan. Shawn growls at the sound, and with that, his fingers find your clit between your slick pussy lips and press down. His hips move faster, fucking his cock into your harder, and he stops the messy slip and slide of fingertips against your nub to work your nerves properly. He slips his index and ring fingers on either side of your swollen hood, then slips the tip of his middle finger back over your hard, arching nub, because he knows how the direct stimulation knocks the air from your lungs.
Your scream is silent as you come around his cock, jaw dropping as you bury your head in the pillow and let your hips move erratically. You can’t stop yourself from working your hips back, sinking your cunt deeper and deeper onto Shawn’s cock as you chase the wave of heat that radiates through you with your orgasm.
Shawn, on his part, can’t hold himself together anymore. He fingers keep rubbing your clit, flicking the tight bud, as his hips slap your ass. His mouth is moving, babbling about how fucking good you feel coming for him, how wet you’re getting his cock, how bad he needs to fucking come.
“Let me come, let me come,” he begs from behind you, rocking into you harder as you feel his cock twitch inside your sensitive cunt.
Catching your breath, you turn your head back against and look up at him. Nodding, you murmur, “Shawn, please,” and roll your hips back, spreading your thighs as much as you can trapped beneath him. “Come for me, baby, c’mon,”
And with that, he’s gone, biting down on your shoulder as he buries his cock inside of you and comes, spilling himself inside your pussy as you clench your muscles around him, holding him inside of you. You roll your hips, wanting to feel him like that, not wanting him to pull out until he’s completely done.
Eventually, his hips slow to a stop as he keeps himself pressed against you, panting against your neck as the aftershocks of his orgasm pass through him. The room smells like sex and your heavy breathing echoes through the room. You don’t mind the weight of him on top of your like this, you almost like being smothered. All you can smell is him. You love that.
But eventually he’s rolling off of you, getting off the bed and going to get a towel to clean you up like he always does. You’ve never had to ask. You press your ass up, wiggling your hips a little as he swipes the warm rag between your thighs. You hear him laugh, low in his throat, and you have to stop yourself from getting turned on again.
Suddenly, Shawn’s sex flushed, sweaty body is collapsing on top of you again. You feign protest, wiggling around beneath him until he yields only slightly, lets you flip around beneath him so you’re on your back and looking up at him. He pushes a hand into your hair, and his fingertips stroke your scalp like he always does after you let him come inside of you. You let out a soft, happy sigh and close your eyes.
“And a good morning to you, too,” you hear Shawn chuckle before his lips are on yours, kissing you properly like he’s promised to do every morning for as long as you’ll let him.