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Midnight Lovin' (SMUT)

AN: i had this thought and wanted to write about it. it was going to be short and sweet but i got carried away like usually. so i hope you enjoy. oh also, i know the title says midnight but in the story i wrote its 3 am. so lets pretend they correlate together and match.

This story contains: sex while barley awake (half asleep), slow sex

{ dad!harry - dilf!harry (kids 3-16) - husband!harry - married for 20 years }

word count: 1627

Harry rolls on top of you in the middle of the night and whilst keeping both your eyes closed, you end up having very slow, half asleep sex.

Being married to someone for just over twenty years has its perks. You know just about everything there is to know about each other. You're very comfortable around each, no matter the awkward situation. You understand and are aware of the others boundaries. But best of all, you have years of memories together and five wonderful children you created with the love you share for one another.

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Yesterday was a long day of cleaning up after the kids while Harry met with some people that will be over his upcoming tour. By the time you got into bed together, you both past out from exhaustion.

Now it's currently three a.m. and Harry is awoken with a craving for you. But Harry isn't like, fully awake, perse. He's more so in that state of half asleep - half awake where he's aware of his thoughts and feelings but his eyes are still shut and his body is lagging to move at any quick rate.

Harry doesn't really want to wake you either, knowing how tired you are and how peaceful you look sleeping beside him. But he'll never be able to fall fully asleep until he can get his boner to go down. So the only logical thing to do is to roll on top of your body and just slide his cock in your cunt while you're asleep.

He's aware some would find problems with that but its one of the many things Harry's grown to learn is okay in your marriage as far as boundaries go. Plus, it's not like you'd say asleep during the sex. You'd wake up just enough to know what he's doing and consent to it. And it's also not like this hasn't happened before because it has. Sometimes by you waking up horny and crawling on top of Harry to ride his cock in the middle of the night, and sometimes by Harry, crawling on top your body and fucking you in missionary.

Firstly, Harry kicks off his tight fitting boxers and spits in his hand. Then he reaches under the heavy duvet and takes his slick hand, grabbing a hold of his throbbing dick, tugging and stroking it a few times to get it ready for you. When he decides he's done enough, Harry carefully slides over to your relaxed body, which is on its back, and crawls on top of you. He's careful not to add too much weight on you for now and supports his body with his arms and legs.

Gently, Harry allows his body to come down and meet yours. You have a shirt on and some cotton panties but you won't for long. When his body lays on top of yours, you don't even budge honestly. You're so used to Harry crawling on top of you in the night that this feels normal and comfortable so far.

Harry loops his fingers into the band of your underwear and blindly slides them down your legs, exposing your pussy to your husband. After your underwear is below your knees, he takes his hands and spreads your legs further apart. Then Harry double checks to make sure his cock is nice and lubricated because he knows you aren't wet right now and he'd never fuck you dry.

When he feels just how slick and slimy his dick is, Harry blindly positions it at your entrance. In addition to all the perks of being married for twenty years mentioned earlier, knowing your body in the dark is another one for Harry. The tip of his cock slowly starts to glide into your tight walls and this allows him to lay his head on your shoulder and tuck his face into your warm and familiar neck.

Just like Harry thought, you don't stay asleep for too much longer with the feeling of girth stretching your pussy out below the covers. Your eyes shoot open in the dark of the room and you feel something heavy on your chest. That's when you release what's happening and let out a deep sign of relief.

Still a bit disoriented from abruptly waking up, you mutter in a scratching voice, "What.... what'r you doing, babe?"

"Shhh," Harry whispers in your ear with his eyes closed, "woke up with a hard-on and needed some loving from m'wife. That okay? We can go slow since we're both so tired and all."

"Mhm, its okay," you respond back and continue to ask, "but can I take my shirt off? Wanna feel your skin on mine. Miss our intimate time and if that means sleepy sex in the middle of the night, then so be it."

Harry raises up on your body, making sure his dick stays deep inside you, and helps you sit up to remove your sleep shirt. Once off, you toss it on the floor and kick off your panties until they're lost in the blankets by your feet. Then you lay back down on the mattress and Harry soon follows, laying back on top your chest. But now he can feel your heavy boobs press into his skin and signs at the warm feeling it brings him.

Situating his head on your shoulder with his arms wrapped under and around your upper back, knees bent by your hips, Harry questions quietly, "Ready, m'love?"

"Mhm." you answer sleepily and hug around your husbands body tight. Your arms around his back and your legs wrapped around his waist. Harry takes that as permission to start rocking his hips with yours and it makes you let out a gasp. "Oh fuck, babe." you whine in a whispered tone, not having a full voice at this early hour.

The whole situation felt so very intimate and you loved every second of it. The way your bodies are flushed to one another and how you could feel a thin layer of sweat start to glue your bodies together. The feeling of Harry's hot breath fanning over the skin of your neck. The heavy duvet on top your mushed bodies. It was almost too much but too much in the best way possible.

This goes on for a while. Normally sex between you and Harry has to be rushed and quick pace because as parents you don't have much time to do these activities like you once could. So maybe that's why you're trying to draw this out as long as possible. To hold off on coming and live in the moment for a while longer.

Eventually, you start grinding your hips upwards to meet Harry's public bone so that your clit can get some much needed attention. The first grind up and your body tenses with pleasure. The bed is rocking slightly from the slow but deep thrusting Harry is doing. Your nails begin to claw at the skin of his bare back, making him hiss. But you know he secretly loves it.

Harry's hold around your upper back gets tighter and under his closed eye lids are lite fireworks that are seconds away from setting off the explosion which will be his orgasm. All that can be heard in the bedroom is panted breaths coming from both of you combined and low moans and grunts escaping your mouths.

"Harry, I'm gonna come, alright. Feels too good." you whisper, squeezing your eyes shut and throwing your head back on the pillow below you. The tip of his long cock nudges your g spot perfectly with how you're raising your hips up to grind on his. Legs still encased around Harry's hips, your feet digging into his naked ass cheeks.

"Ugh, yeah. Come f'me. M'gonna come too. You feel so good around my dick. Love you so much." Harry heaves, shoving his face as far as he can in your neck to hide his moans and to peck tiny kisses on your sweaty skin.

Suddenly, a euphoric feeling washes over you and your orgasm crashes down on your body. Your body shakes and spasms under Harry and you have to bite down on his shoulder to conceal your moans. Because you'd hate to have your eldest who's sixteen hear their parents making love at three thirty in the morning.

Harry isn't far behind you and his loaded cock shoots cum deep into your cervix. His hips slow down and rather than thrusting, they gradually just press into your hips, rutting back and forth slightly, creating added pressure to your clit and extending your release.

When your highs go down, you're both left breathless under the covers on your bed. Bodies glued to each others and heads fuzzy from the orgasms and from sleep creeping back into your bodies. Slowly, your heart rates start getting back to normal and your muscles begin to relax. Harry's cock stays buried deep inside you to prevent his cum from dirtying the sheets.

Then breaking the silence, Harry coos with a deep, exhaustion filled voice, "Thank you for letting me do this."

You take the hand you had splayed on his back and run your fingers through his sweaty, disheveled curls and respond in an equally tired voice, "Any time, babe. Missed this between us. Missed the unrushed, slow, and intimate sex we used to have before our five kids came along."

Harry lifts his head off your shoulder and places soft kisses over your cheeks until he finds your lips. You deepen the kiss and allow your tongues to meld together. But eventually, you break the kiss apart and Harry relaxes back on top of your body and you both allow sleep to take over your minds. His soft cock stays inside your cunt for the remainder of the morning hours and you know you'll have to take a shower first thing in the morning.

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