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imma just

no seriously, this one was for me. this is mine. lmao. i'm claiming it. everyone else, hate to burst that bubble this one is for me. (queue our little san inside joke here) that man, god let me at him. it's 6am and i'm gonna be a little feral over this one for the rest of the day but it's San? it's okay. i'll willingly be feral. he is, ugh. it's a need bestie. it's a need. Jess. i am gonna be wrecked for the rest of the day.

Pairing: San x Reader

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI due to adult content. Consensual somnophila, oral (m. receiving.), face fucking, use of pet names.

Word Count: 600 and some change.

San sleeps like the dead. If you call out to him, he simply rolls over, not hearing you. When you shake his arm, he’ll brush you off without even cracking open an eye. The only effective method you’ve found requires extra encouragement to wake him up. He enjoys this way far better than your other methods. Even going as far to say he welcomes it whenever you need him awake. 

The right opportunity strikes when San shifts to lie on his back. The thin blanket is easy to toss to the side. His legs spread just enough, allowing you to slot yourself between his legs. You lay on your stomach, reaching to palm his flaccid cock in his boxers. His cock starts to chub up under the thin material. 

San doesn’t flinch when your hand slips under the waistband to pull his cock free. You lean forward, giving him a lick from the base to the tip, earning a groan out of San. Good, you think. He’s waking up. Your lips wrap around the tip, lightly sucking to tease while your hand works up and down the length. 

San’s low groan fills the room. “Oh, fuck.”

You pull away from his cock with a pop. “Good morning, baby.”

“Morning.” He replies. Morning grogginess is heavy in his voice. He throws an arm over his face. Not quite awake, choosing to relax and enjoy the sensations. “Feels good.”

“Yeah baby? Gonna make you feel a lot better.”

You gave a few teasing licks across the tip before easing his cock back into your mouth. Your tongue drags along the underside of his cock. 

“Fuck.” San hisses through gritted teeth. The teasing is getting to him. Another loud moan fills the room. “Perfect little mouth.”

You hum around his cock as you suck. Your cheeks hollow while taking as much of him as you comfortably could. Saliva drips down from your mouth onto the hand you had wrapped around the base of his cock. The additional wetness helps the glide of the tight hold as you stroked in time with your movements. It doesn’t take long for San to start lightly bucking up into your mouth. He never lasted long in the morning. 

“Move your hand, baby.” San says as both of his hands entangle themselves in your hair to grip your head. He’s awake now. “Let me fuck that pretty face of yours.”

You followed his orders, letting your hand fall away. San ruts into your mouth with more aggression as he held your head in place. Your eyes fluttered shut, trying to focus on relaxing your throat and breathing through your nose as he used your hot, wet mouth to get off. The excess drool in your mouth ran down your chin, not able to swallow it down. 

“That’s it. Let me use your pretty mouth to get off.”

San was a moaning mess as he continued to rut up into your mouth. Your hands found his thighs just in case you need to tap out. You powered through the struggle the best you could. He was close. You knew by the sloppy thrusts and airy whines as curse words left his mouth. 

Before you know it, he shoves his cock deep in your throat. Hot seed shoots down your throat as he let out a final loud moan that filled the room. Your nails dug into his skin as you swallowed his load as quickly as you could, desperately needing air. 

He pulls you away from his cock. You gasp, lungs still aching from the lack of oxygen. Praises left his mouth as released his hold on your head, his hands falling to his side. You slowly crawled up and leaned your head on his chest as you struggled to catch your breath. 

“Thank you, darling.” He says, out of breath. Your eyes shut as you smiled at his words. A hand of his coming to your back to rub reassuring circles. “That was such a nice way to wake up.”

“Of course, baby. Now get up. We need to leave in twenty minutes.”

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