What Insomnia Did for Me |Baby & Volero|

[Volero]

After the momentary effort of dragging themselves to his bedroom, Andrew could feel Ashe so eagerly slumping herself back onto the soft surface beneath them - and with him slipping in beside her, practically climbing onto him with her sluggish limbs wrapping over his body. Both of them shared his pillow, her small petite form a snug fit holding onto his on the mattress. He had to enjoy the sight, and the feeling, of her messy red hair falling onto his neck and spilling around the pillow. And yet even for her foggy joy at in sharing his warmth, in sharing his bed skin-to-skin with him, he thought he could see a bit of uncertainty flutter across her bright blue eyes. Maybe... she was unsure how she should feel, falling in so quickly with this man who, up until about an hour ago, hadn't even shared names with her? He could think back to what she had said before - questioning why he was alone in this apartment, why he hadn't tried to come greet her before, questions which had evaporated in the flurry of mutual seduction. Those feelings seemed to disappear from her eyes, however, with his fingers brushing up along her chin, replaced by yet another pink flush across her skin. A soft, breathless "Uh..." falling from her lips as he asked her to stay with him. Even as he couched it in the same flirting tones they'd teased each other with all night, she could make out his sincere intent.

Even after that final bit of surrender had crossed eyes, though, she still managed another smile at him, another barb - "You want me to stay that bad, huh?". Andrew smiled into the little kiss she gave him, feeling her nuzzle her head into his neck, her breathing coming softly in and out along that sensitive skin. Any lingering energy in her voice steadily fading with her soft, achingly sweet "good night". He let his fingers brush up within the back of her neck, teasing through that flaming red hair, feeling her fully slump onto him, her breathing coalescing into tender, even brushes along his neck. And just the feeling of her falling onto sleep against him had him quickly fading in with her. Thoughts quickly crossed his mind as he fell in - just what would they do the following morning? What would they talk about? Their physical connection was absolutely magnetic - what about anything else? He wanted to find out. His head practically tipped forward along hers, taking in the scent through her hair. The two of them hadn't even bothered to pull a sheet over them; their shared body heat seemed enough.

"Hmm... Little Miss Insomniac..." he started to whisper, still managing a smirk after the parting smirk she'd given him. "Cured by a nice hard fucking..." Falling hard into sleep on top of her even as these words slipped out. Ready to crash for a good twelve hours.

 

[Dimples]

Despite being in an unfamiliar environment, wrapped up in unfamiliar arms, Ashe slept peacefully, crashing into a long, deep slumber with her nose tucked into the crane of his neck. Oh, how long it had been since she had a full night’s rest, not waking up restlessly every couple of hours, only to toss and turn in her bed trying to force herself to go back to sleep. That, or just collapsing from exhaustion. And when that happened, no matter how long she slept, it was never enough. She would always still feel groggy and exhausted when she woke up. But, as she slowly began to return to consciousness, this time, her body felt alive and well-rested. A sensation long lost to her.

Slowly, Ashe began to open her eyes to see the sight of her insomnia-mate still resting peacefully against her. Thoughts of last night rushed back to her. It didn’t seem real. The whole situation was pretty insane. But, here she was, lying in his bed, in his arms as he slept the day away. Slowly, she lifted her face up from under his chin, resting her head atop her perched elbow, and just stared down at him, watching as his chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm. This was nice, certainly something she could get used too. However, they had skipped a few steps, and if she wanted things to work out, maybe she should put in the initiative to ask him out. Without the whole thrusting bodies together part. Though, that was nice too.

Her eyes finally left him, looking out the shaded window. Judging by the sun peeking through, it had to be late afternoon already. With a smile, her gaze turned back to Andrew as her hand reached up to brush a few strands of his hair out of his face, and finally, he began to stir under her touch. Only when he finally opened his eyes did she smirk down at him. “Ah. There you are sleepy head. I thought you were going to make me wait all day for you to wake up.” Finally, she sat up, stretching her stiff body before turning to him. “Hm. What do you say to actually hanging out with me in the outside world? I swear I’m not too bad of company to keep around.” She teased. “What do you say to lunch in an hour or so? It’ll be my treat. You know, as thanks for the coffee.” She smirked before placing a kiss to his forehead. “First, I desperately need a shower and new clothes. So, meet me at my place in an hour and a half?” It wasn’t really a question. It was a demand. He was going whether he liked it or not, she would make sure of that.

 

[Volero]

After who knows how many long, long hours, Andrew's consciousness slowly pulled back online, his whole body feeling so blissfully heavy he might as well have been on a morphine drip. His limbs just barely stirred against the sheets beneath him, confirming that weight on his every sense. Not many dreams had come to him during the sleep, but he had no need for that; just the conscious knowing of having slept so long filled him such profound satisfaction, time still seeming to crawl in his barely-awake state. Only vaguely did he start to take in the soft shape resting on top of his, the light stirring running through it, fingers brushing up along his contented expression. Finally, his eyes drew open, his gaze barely focused before finally settling down on the face hanging over him. Taking in her smirk, those blue eyes peering down at him, red hair tousled around her face. Yep, there she was. His one-time companion in sleeplessness, now his companion in bed. Her face was the first thing to enter his conscious thoughts; the next was practically the whole playback of their wild, desperate tryst the early morning beforehand. Even moreso than the images of her body squirming and writhing and cumming onto him, what lingered foremost in his mind was how she'd looked up at him when first entering his apartment. That pleading, endearing look, scarcely able to express what had been brewing between them over the previous couple months.

Seeing him drawing awake, Ashe's smirk grew deeper, voice softly ringing down at him while her naked body shifted about. If she hadn't had the words for it in those early hours, she sure did now, murmuring down at him without even a pause for him to reply back, or so much as raise his head from the pillow. Through his still-awakening thoughts, Andrew had to marvel at her newfound energy; was this how she always was without the insomnia weighing her down? Or her shyness, for that matter. Well, that must have evaporated pretty completely last night. He stirred a bit more feeling her playful kiss along his forehead, his mind scarcely working through her demands to be taken out, her itinerary she laid out for him. He could get used to this new side of her, the way she stirred over him and insisted on an outing, like some kind of human-sized puppy. But first, he still had to wake up. And a bit selfishly, he was enjoying this moment too much to let it go so easily.

After some stirring through his fingers along the mattress, he slowly brought his hand up, scarcely looking up into Ashe's face while his fingers crossed over her plump lips, two fingers holding in place over them while his thumb curled underneath her chin. He gave the thinnest and quietest of "Shhs...", already letting his fingertips slip further down, brushing just slightly past her lips, feeling a trace of the tip of her tongue. His dismissive movement effortlessly turning into another little moment of seduction. "No talk-y till I've had my coffee," he breathed out, low and quiet, a smile at his lips. Biting the kind of thing an annoying coworker would say - as if either of them really needed coffee for all the sleep they'd had - before his fingers traced further underneath her chin, his thumb taking its turn to toy along her bottom lip. "No need to rush, Ashe," he continued, working slow through the repeating "sh" sounds, the same blissed-out, carefree tone through his voice. "I think I'd like to just... bask here, for a moment." His gentle hold along her face and neck guiding her down on top of him, before she was close enough to wrap his fingers along the back of her head and scalp. Tracing his fingers through her soft red hair while he pulled her into a quick kiss along her forehead, returning her cute gesture, all while his eyes had still scarcely opened. His other hand finally slipping up to wrap along hers, their naked bodies sharing their warmth as the afternoon sunlight warmed the room. "You're more than welcome to bask with me."

 

[Dimples]

Ashe watched as Andrew stared up at her, eyes still trying to close. It was as if everything she was saying was too much for him to process, the gears in his brain obviously not functioning yet. An amused smile couldn’t help but form on her lips as she watched him slowly try to come online. After becoming a manager at the coffee shop, Ashe had to quickly adjust to being able to wake up quickly, forcing her brain to function even if she had little to no sleep. Even though it was an afternoon shift, her hours were so crazy that even waking up in the early afternoon was difficult sometimes. And when she was on-call, sleep was almost non-existent. Someone always missed work, and no one ever wanted to fill in, so, being the manager, it was her duty to take the shift. After a while, getting out of bed regardless of how tired she was just became a habit, one Andrew seemed to not be accustomed too.

Soon, with a slow, sluggish lift of his hand, he pressed his fingers against her plump lips, shushing her quietly before his hand slowly began to fall from her face, fingers brushing her lips apart, gently sliding along the tip of her tongue. Sighing out, her tongue darted out to lick his finger to get a better taste. Even half-asleep he could arouse her senses. Did he know how seductive he could be? He could easily have so much power over her if he tried. She couldn’t let that happen, she had to keep some level of control. Somehow. But, it seemed when she finally got the upper hand, he would surprise her, turning her into a coy little girl again, wrapping her around his fingers. Even now, as his hand began to brush her lips, she laid there helpless before him.

No talk-y till I’ve had my coffee…

Chuckling, she took her bottom lip between her teeth as she smiled down at him, trying to resist his subtle seductions. “Would you like me to make some?”

He only followed up with a, no need to rush, Ashe, before shushing her again. Soon, explaining that he would rather just relax in bed for a while as he pulled her back on top of him. Ashe sighed in comfort as she pulled her body closer to his, smiling when he laid a kiss upon her forehead. When his hand caught hers, she laced her small fingers between his, admiring how his hand seemed to engulf her own.

You’re more than welcome to bask with me…

It was a pleasant thought, just laying in bed relaxing. A luxury Ashe hadn’t let herself have in a while. After all, there were times she was called into work even on a Sunday. “Mm… You’re going to spoil me.” Her fingers began to play with his, gently rolling them between her frail digits, feeling the strength he held. Her lips met his bare chest, gently laying tender kisses up it until she reached his lips, leaving a tender kiss upon them. “But, it doesn’t sound all that bad.”

 

[Volero]

With Ashe settling down on top of him, Andrew fulfilled his words, letting his head fall back deeper into the pillow while Ashe curled up under his neck. Simply reveling in the relaxation settling into his every nerve, such like he hadn't felt in at least a year. Though by now, his eyes had indeed drawn fully open, peering down into Ashe's gaze meeting his, her expression dripping with that same contentment... but also a faint glow of excitement. He smiled knowingly down at her. It wasn't lost on him how her tongue had flicked out along his fingertips, that cooing little sigh she had breathed out. That oh-so-subtle lilt rising into her words while she slid up and kissed along his chest, then coyly up to his lips, her fingertips exploring along his. Maybe... she wasn't so eager just yet to get out of bed after all.

"Hm... there's a decent banh mi place around the corner," he whispered while his fingers still teased through her hair, fingertips just scarcely brushing past her scalp. "About two blocks thataway." His other hand slipping out from within her soft fingers, pointing vaguely westward. As if finally conceding to her lunch plans; or dinner, depending on what hour it actually was. Meals tended to be a vague thing for him anyway. Soon after, though, his hand moved back downward, brushing along her thin arm, making short work of reaching her shoulder, moving down to feel along the outline of her shoulder blade. For as blissfully relaxed as he still was, he was once again becoming all-too aware of her soft, supple form laying flush on top of his.

His right hand soon brushed down from her hair, joining his left in tracing down along her back, feeling for himself the curve running into her middle. Recognizing her every outline that he had explored the morning before, without even looking down from her face curled up beneath his. His hands settling down onto her sides, his fingers cresting along her lower back, just above the curve of her ass cheeks, while his thumbs slid between their prone bodies. Tracing down along the outline of her pelvis. "You can shower here, can't you?" he whispered closer in front of her face. To him, it had sounded like she wanted to slip out and shower at her place before even stepping out to meet him again. His hands wrapping just a bit tighter along the outline he felt in her hips, shifting her closer, letting her nipples drag an inch or two along his chest. "Or... are you too bashful?" he added with a smirk.

 

[Dimples]

It wasn’t long until he gave a response about eating out, finally giving in to her suggestion. However, the longer her body pressed so close to his as his hands softly traced her skin, a much different hunger began to boil. “Mhm… Sounds tasty” Which it did, and they would eventually go. But, Andrew had told her not to rush, so she wouldn’t. Yesterday, or earlier this morning, Ashe had a taste of his body. And, she didn’t plan on leaving this apartment until she got another. If she had it her way, she would eat him up until there was nothing left to give.

Soon, Andrew’s hand met her arm, trailing his fingers up her skin, leaving behind the phantom sensation of his caresses as he reached her shoulder. A shudder ran through her body as goosebumps spread across her skin. Of course, he didn’t stop there. The hand that was entangled in her red locks slowly trailed down her spine to rest above the curve of her ass, further heightening the sensual sensation igniting the desire burning within her. Then, his hands slid between them, teasingly caressing her pelvis. A sigh left her parted lips as she slowly closed her eyes. One thing Ashe had noticed about Andrew, he was a bit of a tease, and he was really good at it. Honestly, it wasn’t something she could complain about. It only made her want him so much more. Still, he liked to toy with her, as if he enjoyed watching her squirm with uncontrollable need.

You can shower here, can’t you?

Finally, her eyes slowly opened, gazing into his eyes, a little smile forming as he gripped her hips and pulled her closer.

Or… Are you too bashful?

It was true. She had planned on taking a shower at her own place. Only because she knew if she stayed here much longer, they probably wouldn’t leave. However, right now, the idea of that didn’t sound so bad. She chuckled, “I could.” Slowly, she leaned in, pressing her lips against him, lingering for a moment before pulling back, keeping her face close enough so her lips brushed against his as she spoke. “That is, only if you plan on joining me…” A finger fell upon his shoulder, slowly trailing down his chest. “I’ll even wash your back. Or…” slowly, she moved her lips to his ear, brushing them along his jawline along the way before her tongue darted out, licking his lobe before gently taking it between her teeth. Finally, she spoke in that low, seductive purr. “Are you too bashful?” She shot back, let out a little giggle against his ear before pulling away and getting to her feet, walking to the door then looking over her shoulder to him with a sly smirk. “Well?”

 

[Volero]

With his hands so gingerly tracing her body, Andrew listened to Ashe's sighs come out hotter and hotter, close along his chest while she practically rubbed her cheek onto him. Her eyes drew shut while her lips pursed, so eagerly leaning closer, melting into the seduction he once again teased through her. Or was this the reaction she wanted to draw out of him from the start? With his words toying with her, she met him again with a giddy, defiant look, leaning up and kissing him, already more heated with her lips and tongue. Offering to join him in the shower with a breathy trill running through her voice, while her fingertip traced his chest, steady and indulgent with her movement, like she hadn't had enough time before to explore his body to her liking. Kissing down along his jaw to lick and sink her front teeth along his earlobe, the motion finally enough to draw a heated breath from his lips, his eyes guiding down to hers with a smile - keeping himself so collected up to that point. She seemed even more randy than the night before, Andrew feeling his cock twitching rapidly to life under her teasing. Maybe the sleep had been better for them in more ways than they'd expected.

Pulling away from his ear with a giggle, Ashe was then climbing up off the bed, Andrew's eyes following her while she peered back at him from the door, challenging him to follow her. Smiling across at her still, Andrew was slow to draw his legs off from the bed, letting his semi-hard cock swing gently down beneath him before planting both feet on the floor, his naked self towering over Ashe once again. He stepped up behind her in the door, hands drawing forward to slide past her ribcage - and then, guiding her out into the hallway, he had his hands suddenly drawing up tight under her smooth armpits, hefting her up into his chest, her feet left dangling. Both hands quickly wrapped around her chest, holding her just underneath her breasts while his arms anchored her, holding her onto him while he planted a sudden kiss onto her lips. His lips held for a few moments along hers before pulling away, lifting her in front of him into the bathroom. After sleeping like that, it seemed some vigor had returned to him, that which he could only summon briefly the night before.

Entering the bathroom, he set her down on the tile floor in front of the mirror across from them, and hastily resumed the kissing, leaning down on top of Ashe and toying his lips and tongue through hers, hands still wrapped around her and holding her back flush onto his chest, his cock rising up further pressing into her smooth, heated skin, already feeling the pink flush rising over her. His hands found their way to her tits, gently grasping over him, feeling her nipples turn stiff while he rolled them between his digits. Moving away from the kiss at last, he looked ahead towards the mirror, towards the reflection of her small body held beneath his, light panting coming from both of them, his hands still teasing along her perky tits. He pushed her closer across from the reflection, encouraging her to look with him, his fingers gripping tighter on her nipples to drag the flesh upwards. "Hmm, not a bad sight, huh?" he whispered above her scalp, of the reflected sight of her body being tormented by him. Letting go of her tits before suddenly giving them both a playful slap upwards, him and her taking in the sight of how her flesh shook. He stepped away from her at last, his cock dragging past her lower back, leaning into the shower to start the water to life, turning the dial just so to make the temperature right. Leaving Ashe to burn for a moment by her lonesome in front of the mirror.

 

[Dimples]

It seemed her teasing was finally starting to affect Andrew the way she wanted it too, and by the time she stood, daring him to follow her, he had a bit of mischief to his grin. She watched with that taunting stare as Andrew slowly shifted to his feet, smirking as she watched his cock swing as he stood, replaying the pleasure it had given her just last night in her mind. When Andrew walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her to lift her off her feet, she gasped out before giggling, gently kicking about. “Andrew—Put me down!” She giggled out as he carried her into the bathroom. It had been a long time since she had fun like this with a guy, laughed like this, cuddled and slept all night together in each other’s arms as they had. It was so amazing, so crazy to think that only just yesterday they didn’t even know each other’s names, and now they not only knew each other’s names, but the pleasures of each other’s bodies as well. Still, it was so much more than that. Ashe felt a connection with him, a spark that was missing in her life for so long, a chemistry that was undeniable between the two, that wasn’t only physical. She may not know much about him, but she was starting to understand his personality, his quirks, and quite frankly, she really liked him and wanted to know more about him.

Much, much more.

Once they had entered the bathroom, Andrew finally set Ashe back on her feet, his arms still holding her close, her back pressed against his naked chest. The moment Ashe turned to look back at him, his lips caught hers and she melted, moaning against his mouth, bringing her arms up to run her fingers through his hair. Soon, she felt his rising arousal, his cock soon growing stiff to press against the curve of her lower back. She couldn’t help but smile, nipping at his bottom lip. Knowing she could affect him so easily was thrilling, it only made her want to make him like this all the time. Then, his hands caught her breasts, taking her stiff nipples between his strong fingers causing her to pull away slightly and sigh out.

Finally, Andrew pulled away, turning to glance forward with a satisfied expression. Curious, Ashe turned to see what he was looking at, only to find their reflection. He began to tease her more aggressively, pinching her nipples between his fingers and pulling, urging her to watch as her body reacted to his torment. Arching her back, pushing the lower half of his cock between her ass cheeks, she moaned softly in response.

Hmm, not a bad sight, huh?

Softly chuckling, Ashe bit her bottom lip, gasping out softly as he playfully slapped her breasts, causing her flesh to shake. She took a moment to admire the two of them together in the mirror before nodding. “Not bad at all.” It was true. It was a sight she could get used too.

Finally, he pulled away from her completely, turning his attention to the shower. Ashe just stood there and watched him through the mirror, admiring his naked form move with a smile. Once the water was on, and he seemed to have it at a good temperature, she finally turned to the shower, getting in once he had. Once in the shower, she let the water fall over her skin and trail down her body, closing her eyes and sighing in complete bliss. Finally, she opened her eyes to look at Andrew, watching as the water trickled down his neck to his chest. A smirk crossed her lips as she reached for his body wash, squirting some in her hands. “Well, turn around… I did say I would wash your back, right?”