#waking up slow

[sweet-s0rr0w]

drarry | E | 22k | christmas shop owner Draco Malfoy | statute office worker Harry Potter | summer romance | bad christmas jumpers | sex in the stock room | magically (over)powerful HP | lovely english countryside | nosy b&b owners | memory loss | spot the other fic references! | gorgeous digital art

A holiday cover for my Wireless Christmas in July fic, in case anyone's in the mood!

Read Waking Up Slow here on AO3!

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

Waking Up Slow

Pairing: Rhett Abbott x Reader

Notes: Idk y'all my brain spit this out. Not beta-read.

Rating: Explicit - 18+ Only. Minors interacting with the work will be blocked.

Warnings: Established relationship; explicit sexual content - sleepy sex, fingering, grinding, unprotected sex

Summary: “Go easy,” You urge in a mumble, “You put me through the ringer last night.” 

“Did I?” Rhett graces you with a beautiful, sleepy grin as he begins to roll his hips. 

“Rode me like one of your damn bulls, Abbott.” 

“You still sleepin’?” 

Rhett’s voice is gravel-rough, and low beside your ear. You don’t speak, you just snuggle back against him. You’re loathe to open your eyes; you don’t want to catch a glimpse of what must surely be sunrise. Why else would he be asking? 

“Fuck—" He growls. "That a yes or a no, darlin’?” 

Your mind muddles with the answer for a moment, and you catch on the feeling of him too late—on the press of his hardened cock against your ass, and his hands clutching desperately at the fabric of your borrowed nightshirt. You draw in a deep breath, rousing a touch more as you drowsily peer back toward him, brows raising. You can only just make him out in the creeping blue light of the morning. 

“Again?” You mumble. “Rhett Abbott, you’re a goddamn machine.” 

He grins, raising his fingers to his lips and and giving them a plush suck.

“I’m already hard, pretty girl,” Rhett teases, tucking his fingers between your thighs, “‘Sides, I’m supposed to be the one sweet-talkin’ you, not the other way around.”

You open your mouth to retort, but a moan slips from your lips as Rhett rocks his hips against you, his fingers teasing along your clit enticingly. You’re still a little sore from the night before, but far be it from you to turn Rhett down when you’re just as desperate for him. You reach back, resting your hand on his hip and urging him closer. Rhett grasps your thigh, pulling your legs apart and slotting his cock between your plumping pussy lips. You bite back a whine as the two of you begin to shift and grind with a loving slowness. Soft moans and whines drop from your lips as Rhett worries a hickey into your shoulders. 

“Fuck,” He mumbles as the head of his cock catches against your opening. “Can I—Fuck, I need you.” 

“You have me, baby.” 

You gasp softly as he tugs you to lay on your back, climbing over you and grasping his cock. You slide your hand up over his arms, fingers brushing across the scar on his collarbone. Rhett eases his cock into you quickly, catching you off guard. You shiver, nails sinking into his muscles. 

“Go easy,” You urge in a mumble, “You put me through the ringer last night.” 

“Did I?” Rhett graces you with a beautiful, sleepy grin as he begins to roll his hips. 

“Rode me like one of your damn bulls, Abbott.” 

He laughs softly, dipping his head toward yours. 

“I didn’t hear you complainin’.” 

“I’m not complaining now. Just stating facts—fuck,” You taper off in a breathy moan as he shifts his hips just a little harder than before. Rhett’s lips brush yours before he turns his head, peppering your jaw and cheeks with sweet little kisses. You grin, raising your hands and smoothing them over Rhett’s bedhead. You tip your head toward his, catching his lips in a sweet kiss. You whine softly, lips parting to tease your tongue along this, uncaring of one another’s morning breath. Rhett reaches down, squeezing your thigh and tugging it up around his hip. You push your hips up against his in turn, beginning to meet him thrust for thrust. 

You grin as he grips your hip more tightly, your thighs beginning to quiver as he slips his fingers back down, tapping and teasing your tender clit. You know that he’s close, that he always makes sure your end’s away before he lets himself finish. Your breath hitches as you feel the familiar tingling sensation in your belly. 

“Rhett,” You sigh softly. 

“That’s it,” He urges, hips beginning to slap a touch more hardly against yours, “C’mon, baby, give it to me, cum on that cock.” 

You press your face into his shoulder, whimpering as your hips bound against his. 

“Fuck,” Rhett mumbles, panting harshly against your jaw as his cock twitches and spills into you. You shiver, sliding your hands around his shoulder as he settles on top of you. You slide your legs around his, nuzzling into his hair as he mouths tender kisses along your neck. 

“...Well,” You sigh. “Good morning to you, too.” 

“Think that was nice?" You can hear the smile in his voice as he brushes his rough cheek against yours. "Wait til you see how I wake you up tomorrow.”

[getawayfox]

Friday lunchtime finds Harry in the stock room once more – only this time, in an unexpected but pleasurable turn of events, Draco’s got him up against the wall between the filing cabinet and a shelving unit and is kissing him, sweet and fierce and messy. He’s got his hands on either side of Harry’s face, Harry’s cheeks warm beneath his fingers, and he’s pressing Harry back as though he’s really concentrating, which makes Harry laugh into the kiss, delirious, chest tight with something as-yet-unnamed. Draco smells of mulled wine, his mouth rich with the chocolate Harry had given him, had unwrapped and held so boldly to Draco’s lips, intent unmistakable. What are we doing? Harry thinks wildly, although he can’t quite summon the will to ask.

Waking Up Slow by @sweet-s0rr0w and @ihopeyoubothstaysafefromharm (drarry, E, 22k)

[heart-songs]

I think I’ve never been this happy alive I think I’ve never slept so peacefully nor woke to a more beautiful sight than the pure gold of the sun rising in the blue of your eyes

I think the velvet of your voice restarted my heart and painted my cheeks red I think nothing could make me feel more loved than the gentle press of your kiss to my head

I think you’ve transformed this night owl into a blooming morning glory I think I’ll never run out of ways to tell you how much I look forward to starting the day so we can write the next page of our story

- Cora Finch

[the4chambersofmystery]

"I could rearrange

Would you do the same?

I don't wanna change

But you're just too good to miss"

[prolix-principality]

Waking Up Slow - the_moonmoth

Oh dear, these two are absolute walnuts.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28947453

Good Omens: Aziraphale, Crowley, Madame Tracy, Gabriel, misc characters 36 chapters; 87,990 words. ~ After both being exposed to coronavirus, total strangers Crowley and Aziraphale are forced to wait out their isolation together. A tale of soft winter romance by the sea. ~ Warning: nsfw, chapter warnings, food/alcohol, Covid19, painful miscommunications, ageist/fatphobic/condescending comments, false circumstances, brief injury/blood, brief! rimming, weird sexual consent situations (everyone is fine! fantasies/sleep/booze), unsettling metaphors, (previously discussed) somnophilia, séance/magic, (brief!) choking/joking threat of murder/sickness/toilet use, brief mentions of drugs/eating excrement/scams/infidelity/death/public sex, (brief! mention of dental surgery in author’s notes)

[vices-n-virtues]

[themetalhiro]

[flawless-imperfections]

when i’m with you it’s like everything glows

[columboscreens]

[sweet-s0rr0w]

I love you fics i just wanted to say🥰 Im starting your new wireless fic 2023 and it all came rushing back within 5 minutes, i binge read Nor all that Glitters and Kept in Cages nearly a year ago and now I feel like I should reread them immediately. Also Among the Elements is so very special🫠❤️🩷🧡

Thank you so much lovely anon 😭😭😭 you're so kind! My new Wireless fic is an odd one; I never expected it to be terribly popular (Draco as Christmas shop owner in small Somerset town during a heatwave - bit niche?!) but I got my confidence knocked badly early on with that fic when a couple of people I know didn't finish it. I'm lucky to be naturally pretty chill about stats, but I was a bit down IRL and almost fell into the wah wah I'm so rubbish doom spiral. Anyway! Pull yourself together, sweet, I said (well, actually @maesterchill said), and so I have. So I'm really really especially glad you like this one in particular, and that you thought to let me know!! I like it, it's quite a busy fic but it came out as I wanted - and besides, it has brilliant art by Joy and what I think is some pretty decent smut.

Waking Up Slow (E, 22k)

Among the Elements (M, 8k)

Kept in Cages (E, 77k)

Nor All That Glisters (E, 111k)

[beeturtlle]

Mika egashira third wheel

[heart-songs]

the blue hour sings its last lullaby untangling us from the quiet pull of sleep and we lay dressed in sunbeams, tenderized limbs stretching and sighing into the elusive embrace of day

- Cora Finch

[mercymaker]

yea yea, i'm an absolute believer in the fact that spawn astarion indulges in some kinky stuff and having the freedom to choose sends him on a bit of a sexual exploration journey

but also have you considered him having moments that are so soft, so gentle? when he's losing himself in the warmth and the endless kisses? when he can shut his mind off and just allow the physical sensations, the touch to guide him? there's not a single hint of worry, no anxiety trailing behind his thoughts. it just feels natural, it feels good. he can close his eyes, truly relax and allow all of that to engulf him. completely lose himself in his lover's body.

[skeletoninthemelonland]

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

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