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“Stop looking at me…”
“I can’t, you’re so pretty like this!”
You sleepily grabbled around in his face without looking to which he reflexively pulled away. “I’m trying to wake up peacefully here, I have a double shift today so I’ll be at work until sometime tonight…” John made a disappointed noise as he cuddled closer to them. “But I hate waiting around…” They wrapped an arm around him, softly stroking through his hair and feeling it tighten around their hand lovingly. Honestly it was a little hard to stay awake like this.
“I know but we’re understaffed and they pay more because the shifts are back-to-back and I really didn’t want to pass that off.” He made a little whine that tugged a little bit on Your heart. “I know, you hate being alone. I’ll make it up to you, I promise. Steal as many shirts and blankets as you’d like for tonight if it helps you sleep better.” That was honestly their biggest concern. Doe had so much trouble with insomnia and they knew it was only worse when they weren’t around. The only thing they hated more than being away from him for long was probably just seeing him be unhappy for whatever reason, sleep deprivation definitely being one of them.
“But you’ll be too tired to do anything once you get home…”, he complained quietly, muffled as he pushed his face into their chest softly. True, they’d be a tired mess after coming home from a double shift. “I promise I’ll make it up to you, Baby. You know I love you more than anything else.” God, he was so warm. It was like having a human heater around every time he wanted to cuddle. Not to make it sound like You didn’t enjoy that, no it was lovely really, but it sure made it a lot harder to get up in the morning.
And that was only the first challenge of getting up. Once they had gotten over their own want to stay in bed it was on to convincing their boyfriend to let them get up which was considerably harder. Not because of the physical aspect, John was not particularly heavy and they could easily lift him if need be but emotionally? That was a different question. He just looked so damn cute and sounded so adorable when he whined about not wanting them to go, it took an immense amount of will to still leave despite it.
Luckily, today that will was victorious.
The day passed unbearably slow. Not much interesting ever happened at the gas station, You was still convinced meeting Doe was the most exciting thing to ever happen there to them. Every customer was the same. Cold and taciturn, barely sparing so much as a “hello” for them before simply paying and leaving again. Everything felt so repetitive, hours on end that seemed to play on an endless loop and made them want to slam their head into a wall. They exercised restraint, of course but God, they wanted to. The evenings were even worse, You struggled to stay awake sometimes with how slowly customers were coming in. Locals didn’t come in at night and no one in their right mind passed through the Valley, much less on accident so things were dead to say it nicely.
For it being The Uncanny Valley, a lot of the time life there was fairly uneventful once you got used to it which didn’t take as long as you might expect honestly. By the time their shift was finally over, You had basically been hovering to finally clock out and leave. It was hard to stay awake during the bus ride back home but falling asleep potentially meant having to wait even longer before getting home and that was enough to keep their eyes open.
Finally, they got to their apartment. Unlocking the door with a quiet clicking sound, they were surprised about the otherwise lacking noise. No greeting, no purring or chirping, not even skittering. It was unusual. “John? Are you home?” Maybe he was out somewhere? It was suspiciously silent. They chucked their things into a corner of the living room, kicking off their shoes as they went to the bedroom with a gut feeling they’d be lucky with that. Sure enough, on the bed lay essentially a nest of blankets and sweaters. Worn sweaters, they noted mentally, but even that wasn’t a surprise.
They crept closer slowly, carefully lifting the blanket on top and peering into the pile. The sight was absolutely adorable. If You didn’t look close enough, they could have sworn it was just a ball of hair in between all the fabric but they knew better than that. There were come pieces of body, pale skin, some clothes that didn’t belong to the rest of the pile and slow, steady movement. It was honestly the best thing they could have asked to come home to. Their boyfriend asleep all curled up and looking adorable, blissfully unaware to even their presence.
They reached out to stroke his face gently, feeling the warmth radiate off his “skin”. He had removed his nose and the bridge separating his eye into two for comfort (he always said it felt unnatural and splitting his pupil made his vision blurry and gave him migraines) and somehow it gave him even more of a babyface. You wasn’t exactly about to complain about that. They squeezed his cheek and watched his face scrunch up at the sensation. Cute.
“God you’re so pretty like this…”, they whispered softly to themself. Suddenly, there was something clicking in their brain on why Doe said what he did this morning. They were no better staring at him like this. He wouldn’t be mad, no, obviously, he loved any form of attention but it did make You feel like a hypocrite. Their hand slowly slid down over his neck, his hair wrapping around their wrist and hand loosely as a subconscious response to the touch. When they reached his chest, they felt it rise and fall slowly. It wasn’t his real lung, this one was artificially made to add realism to his faux body, it was surprisingly noticeable when someone standing close to you wasn’t breathing.
They pushed against his torso gently. There was no resistance to speak of and he let himself be pushed over on his back like a ragdoll. He looked so peaceful, they didn’t get to see him sleep often so this really was a treat. There was something in the back of their mind that liked this whole situation a little too much. Sure, it was adorable but there was something else. There was something… enticing about him sleeping so soundly right there with them in the room.
Just for a moment, they let their fantasy run wild a bit. The way he’d squirm if they touched him like this, unconscious, small movements. A whimper, rolling of his hips into their touch. He’d crave You even in his sleep. It was the ultimate want. They shook the thought off and quickly pulled their hand away. No, that’d be taking advantage of an unconscious person and ultimately, that is one of the most immoral things to do to someone they could think of. The thought alone was honestly already wrong in so many ways, they should be ashamed of it, shouldn’t they? A cold, sickly feeling suddenly crept into their body as they took a step back from the pile.
It was probably time for them to go to bed.
You quickly changed into their pyjamas, not even bothering to shower (honestly John would probably like it better that way) and collapsing into the other side of the bed. God, they were so tired. It was impressive they had managed to stay awake for as long as they did after that day. Quietly, You watched the pile move gently with the little raises and the lowering from the breathing underneath the fabric. It was… oddly mesmerizing. Despite the pure physical exhaustion, they couldn’t help but keep staring.
Those thoughts from earlier were swirling through their head with every little movement their eyes could make out in the dimly lit bedroom, it was like a dry wind over a wildfire continuously spraying ember over dry vegetation, setting it ablaze and making the flames spread ever further over the land to come. The hot excitement mixed with that squeamish feeling of embarrassment and disgust from earlier. Maybe they could try to talk about this? But how would they even approach this topic? Well, John was always open to basically anything You requested but there was just an underlying nagging of shame in the back of their mind, no matter how certain they were of the former fact.
Eventually, You managed to calm themself enough to finally fall asleep, the exhaustion overtaking their mind despite the mess of thoughts. It was not a restful sleep, like they couldn’t truly shake that guilty unease. They woke up a few times, every time feeling something heavy on their chest, as if restricting their breath but it left after shoving it off. Ultimately, it was definitely John cuddling up to them but air was more important than cuddling and besides, they were still having weird and mixed feelings so they would rather hold off cuddling until they had had time to think this through.
One time they actually woke up to a mouth full of hair that nearly caused them to choke before they could finally get it off, that was the one time they became actually fully awake from these little interruptions. In the morning, they woke up to the same picture as usual. Which wasn’t unwelcome, obviously. Their boyfriend staring at them with the utmost adoration was of course something lovely to wake up to. But… this morning something was different. It took them a little bit to figure out what exactly it was. You blinked a little bit confused, looking up at Doe and trying to figure out what was going on until-
“What’s your hand doing…?” They meant for that sentence to come out a little more serious but due to their rather poorly-rested state, it came out sounding more like the suggestion of a question. His eye fixed on their face, obviously a lot more awake than his partner. “You just looked so pretty, I couldn’t help myself… Do you not like it?” The sudden anxiety in his voice was surprising and did actually make them considerably more awake. “No, no, I didn’t say that…” Your hand slid down to where his was resting on their thigh.
“I… I gotta talk to you about this, when I am more awake…”, they sighed, somewhat partially to themself. He looked a little confused at them but kept his hand where it was, gently squeezing and massaging the human’s skin. You rubbed their eyes with another sigh. The sensation was pleasant and the thought of Doe being unable to keep himself away from them even in their sleep would have probably made them rock-hard if they would not have actively been thinking about things that would stop exactly that. As much as You loved him and as hot as this whole debacle kind of was, getting a boner or having sex was weirdly enough the last thing they wanted to do before talking it all out.
It took another ten minutes until they felt fully conscious, all the while still having their thighs massaged gently. Honestly, it felt way better than they wanted to admit. Finally, You sighed and looked at their boyfriend. “So, you know how we talked about personal space? Like, how most humans need a bit of distance between themselves and other people?” The shapeshifter nodded attentively. Admittedly, they kind of adored that look on him. The single eye may have been creepy to most but they really did find it charming.
Probably some psychological defect related to Your monster fucker urges. They had accepted that this was just a part of themself that was entirely inescapable at this point. “Okay, good. You also know that rule gets revoked when someone like snuggles up to you or tells you it’s okay to be closer to them or… if that person is generally me?” This time they could tell by his face and the way his grip tightened on their leg that he was genuinely excited to be reminded that he was their partner (his cuteness would kill them eventually) as he nodded vigorously. “Good, well done remembering all that.” The praise made his whole face flush and his hair curl up slightly.
“But”, they continued. “Usually that consent is no longer applicable when someone sleeps because… well, they can’t say yes in the moment.” His next nod was a little more hesitant, pupil briefly darting to his hand in an uncertain matter. You picked up on it and squeezed their own hand down reassuringly. “I say usually because… well, I… I really like it… I’ve been thinking about being touched while I sleep for… a really long time at this point and the thought of you wanting to do that…”
They felt their face flush deep red. It was embarrassing to talk about but God, just this entire scenario, it was so hot. “So… basically, I am giving you my explicit consent to completely disregard my personal space when I’m asleep and do whatever you want with me.” The grin on his face was absolutely gleaming with excitement. “Really?! So you like it?” They couldn’t help but chuckle a little. “Yes, I like it a lot. I would also really love it if I could wake up with you giving me head or fucking me, that’s… really, really hot to me.” You didn’t think their face could get any hotter by now but talking about this felt good.
And Doe looked so excited to hear all of this.
He leaned closer to them and they couldn’t help but lean in and kiss him out of reflex. After pulling away, another question popped into their head. “Uhm… would it be okay if I… you know, touched you?” They didn’t think his face could light up even more but sure enough, it did just that. “Of course! I’ll let you do anything to me if it makes you happy.”
You sighed faintly and grabbed his face with both hands, squeezing his cheeks and finding the way he squeezed his eye shut reflexively adorable. “I know, I know, you’re all mine and would do anything to make me happy because you love me so, so, so, so, so, so much forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever.” His face was so full of joy, nearly completely flushed, pupil blown wide and a red heart in the centre. Doe grinned and nuzzled into their neck, cooing and chirping in excitement. You simply let him, softly patting his back and letting his hair feel up their face. “You’re so adorable… I’m so lucky to have you…” The only response was a lovely little purr, pure love in one noise.
“And John?”
“Hm?”
“If you sleep on me one more time and nearly make me suffocate, I’m making you sleep on the couch."
While they were not particularly in the mood that evening (another gruelling night shift that drained all their energy), You still very much appreciated finding their partner fast asleep in their bed in nothing but a pair of boxer briefs and a shirt that had ridden up so far, it was showing his entire stomach. As they lay down next to him, looking at their boyfriend lovingly, they couldn’t help but think of themself as the luckiest person in the Valley. “Man, I love my boyfriend…”,they whispered softly.
You was still half asleep when something invaded their senses. A pleasurable tingling shooting up their body and making them twitch involuntarily against something between their legs. It felt… good. A little bit like floating. They weren’t entirely unaware of what was happening but they couldn’t quite process it either and with their body still heavy and warm from sleeping, everything just seemed to get amplified tenfold. Vaguely, they felt something soft and long moving against their cock, the wet drag drawing a long moan from their lips.
Your hand instinctively went down their body until their fingers were nearly entirely wrapped by strands of hair. Nonetheless, they pushed on until the roots connected something and grabbed a fistful, not missing how their lover shivered at the feeling. He shook when they pulled lightly, his voice vibrating against their cock with a pleased moan. “Oh fuck…”, they sighed under their breath as another wave of pleasure rocked through them. Your body seemed to grow nearly numb with pleasure until something in their gut snapped after having coiled unbearably tight and they moaned again as release surged through them with twitch after twitch, the mouth around them swallowing obediently.
You lay there, boneless, just letting the soft electric feeling fizzle out while their hand softly stroked their purring boyfriend still under the sheets. Eventually, he shuffled up and kissed over their face, ending on their lips, lingering just a second longer with a certain softness. “Good morning!” They couldn’t help but chuckle while they sleepily caressed the shapeshifter’s cheek. “Good morning, darling…” He was smiling from ear to ear, unnatural and toothy but in a way loving and adorable, more joy on his face than any human could physically express.
“Did you like that? Did I do good?” The question was so genuine and it was also genuinely cute. “Yeah, that was fucking amazing… I gotta repay you for that later. Since I have basically a free day today…” They trailed off while softly petting his hair and listening to his soft purring and chirping. “And you can stay with me the whoooole time, doesn’t that sound amazing?” He giggled and nuzzled his face into their chest. They gently stroked through his hair the next few minutes, slowly getting more awake as they watched his tiny movements. “Yeah, you love paperwork days, don’t you?” He nodded without looking up.
They stayed in bed a while longer, enjoying each other’s company and warmth as You kept playing with his hair and occasionally kissed his face when he’d look up. When they weren’t asleep and he wasn’t putting his whole weight on their ribcage alone, it was actually very pleasant to have a personal weighted blanket with an integrated heating unit. Still, they had to get up eventually, much to their partner’s dismay, even if it was a very temporary parting. The sweater they chose was probably large enough for both of them to fit in, which was ultimately kind of the plan, and the sweatpants were good enough for sitting home all day with their boyfriend.
To Your surprise, they did actually get to work in… what was almost entirely peace. They’d settled down at their computer, staring at Excel sheets and colour-coding shifts. It was a tiring job, not necessarily something they looked forward to but it did have the perk of not having to leave their personal space heater. Doe did not plan to leave their side anytime in the future. Most of the time he was sitting or laying on their lap, demanding attention through pets and kisses, which You was not necessarily opposed to providing.
After a few hours, he ended up sitting on their lap, his head nestled into their shoulder and arms wrapped around them tightly. Doe was so much lighter than he should have logically been that they barely minded him sitting there but oh, the temptation. He just looked so adorable. Peacefully dozing against their chest, slow and steady breaths, his hair and limbs softly twitching occasionally and involuntarily. They just couldn’t help themself. And he had given them permission so now was as a time as any.
Their right hand left the mouse, twisting to fit between their bodies and feel along his chest and stomach and eventually, reaching the waistband of his pants. It took a moment of self-motivation, a bit of an inner monologue to pump themself up, before slipping under the fabric of his clothes and beginning to explore what he had chosen to put between his legs today. It felt similar enough to a cunt, hot and wet with folds of skin, a slit that was pliable but not yet ready to be penetrated and something akin to a clit or maybe rather t-dick given its size. You wasn’t sure if he knew what that was or if he had just gone for a mood or feeling, either way they could work with this.
They softly rubbed against the bud, feeling it twitch at the touch and him whimper in response. That was… exciting. You rubbed small circles into the pseudo-clit, experimenting and seeing what touches would get the best reactions until the shapeshifter was absolutely writhing against them, unsure what to do with the stimulation but still yearning for it. He made a little moan and simultaneously, they felt a gush of slick wet their fingers, warm and thick and a little sticky but still providing lubrication.
They continued with that for a while, half focusing on their remaining work and half on their partner, squirming and making tiny noises of pleasure as their hand explored the foreign sex organ. He was utterly helpless, entirely at their mercy, forced to surrender to everything done to his unconscious body and You loved every goddamn second of it. Eventually, they deemed him physically aroused enough and diverted their attention from his clit to push a finger into him, the angle making it a little bit uncomfortable but it worked nonetheless. Doe made an adorable little gasp followed by a whiny noise, not quite natural, not yet fully Eldritch. You could feel themself get hard from excitement. This was gonna be fun.
They started to move their finger, feeling the tight walls squeeze and twitch arrhythmically while the form in their lap moaned and squirmed and yet stayed fully asleep. Against the base of their palm, they felt the pseudo-clit twitch and… huh… grow? It was an odd sensation but honestly, at this point You was certain they could no longer be surprised by anything his body did. After a few minutes, they added a second finger, coating it in slick and pushing it into his hot cunt with no resistance. He was getting more reactive to the stimuli now, his hips twitching occasionally and sometimes almost making a grinding motion into their hand.
At this point, Doe seemed to be in that half-awake state where he wasn’t quite asleep but not quite conscious enough to actually register what was happening either, just enough to feel pleasure and knowing he wanted more of it. “Good boy… Just keep grinding, baby…”, they whispered as they nuzzled into his hair. He purred and chirped softly but probably didn’t actually understand anything they had said. Still, it was unbearably adorable. You felt around his insides a little longer, spreading their fingers slightly and feeling their own cock twitch to life in their sweatpants from the scene.
When they pressed into a more textured spot, they were promptly rewarded with a loud moan and an incomprehensible mix of mumbled Eldritch and English. Their hand flinched involuntarily when they felt his clit grow into a full tentacle-like appendage, pressed between their wrist and his body at the awkward angle but it still worked well enough to grind against in addition to the fingers inside him. “That’s it, pretty boy, I bet that feels so good… Wonder what you’re thinking about right now… Or if you’re thinking anything at all. Probably not… But at least you look cute doing so.”
They pulled the waistband of his pants a little lower, now able to shift their arm into a bit of a better position and feeling the tentacle twitch and grow wetter in tandem with his cunt. His insides twitched as he made another high-pitched whine, pushing his face closer into their chest before flinching and shivering rapidly. More slick spilled out of him onto Your hand but they didn’t mind, simply continuing their movements through his orgasm until he eventually fell limp again. Despite that though, he was still not fully awake, just sleepily enjoying the remaining bliss in his partner’s lap.
You was acutely aware they were not getting back to work with Doe looking absolutely adorable and chirping happily in his sleep and their hand covered in slick but waiting for him to wake up before they could change anything about that was still worth it.
After all, they had wanted to repay the favour.