sleeping over at 🦊's place is 🐶 favorite thing to do on the weekends. he doesn't have to worry about getting up early or tossing and turning in the cold of his own room alone. he knows 🦊 will always welcome and take care of him.
🦊 is hovering over top of his cute puppy's unconscious form. he's panting hard, grinding his cock slowly against 🐶's ass. every time the tip catches on 🐶's rim, 🦊 stutters and bites back a low moan. sweat gathers along his forehead, his arms burn. he lowers himself to press his weight against his boyfriend, rutting his hips into the space between 🐶's cheeks. he's been at it for a good bit now, afraid that if he pushes in, he'll wake 🐶. he knows his pup needs rest of course, he'd never want to disrupt his slumber on purpose. but now, dragging his length over his lover's fluttering hole for the probably millionth time, he feels it's not enough. he reluctantly untangles himself from 🐶's warm body to blindly reach into his bedside drawer. 🦊 is out of breath and frustrated from being unable to cum. he comes away with the desired object, settling back in place. seated atop the backs of 🐶's thighs, 🦊 coats his fingers generously in lube. he warms them briefly before he finally eases one finger into 🐶's hole. he can't really see it, but he feels the way it flutters and twitches around his finger. 🦊 watches as 🐶 shifts, still peacefully asleep despite the intrusion. 🦊 hums to himself, lazily prodding around with his long digit. he pulls it out with a slow drag and pushes back in quicker. fingering 🐶 has always been something akin to peaceful and soothing for 🦊, to know he could take care of him so well and also make 🐶 feel so good on just his fingers. 🦊 adds a second finger after a few long moments, scissoring them and pushing against that sweet spot until he feels 🐶 is loose enough. he picks up the previously discarded lube bottle, pouring the cool liquid onto his aching cock. the sudden difference in temperature makes him hiss out, his cock twitching almost pathetically. he spreads the liquid along his length before he finally sinks himself inside 🐶's tight, warm ass. "f..fuck-" 🦊 grunts, letting his head hang low. he starts slow to let 🐶's sleeping body adjust, but gradually picks up his pace. he's desperate, chasing his high. he whines and groans into the skin of 🐶's neck, hips stuttering just as 🐶 blinks awake.
"innie..?" comes his groggy voice, confusion and sleep heavy in his body. his eyes go wide when he feels a particularly harsh thrust hit his prostate. 🐶 gasps out and his hands instinctively curl into the fabric. "'m sorry hyung, couldn't help myself.. you looked so pretty..fuck-" 🦊 whimpers, mouthing at 🐶's neck and shoulder. 🐶 tries to respond, but his hips are stuttering helplessly against the mattress and he's cumming into the sheets with a muffled cry before his brain can even fully catch up. with the sudden, tight clench of 🐶's hole, 🦊's pace falters and he cums inside him only seconds later. his chest heaves, sweat drips off his face to dampen tiny spots of the bunched up fabric of 🐶's sleep shirt (which happens to actually belong to 🦊, but he doesn't mind). they stay like that for a while, 🦊 draped over 🐶, peppering kisses anywhere he can reach. he runs his fingers through his puppy's soft hair to soothe him. sleep once again takes over 🐶's mind and body with an incoherent whisper. 🦊 laughs breathily and presses a kiss to his temple. "good night hyung."