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When he first saw the human, he learned some quite interesting things. First, he was able to see him. Normally, this was not the case, humans could not do that. Second, he did not want to sleep around him. It appeared that having someone while sleeping was not something he was fond of.

Azrael wouldn’t blame him for that, you don’t see someone like him every day. Having the ability to do so also showed that he couldn't just pretend that this was something normal to him. He could not judge the fear the man had.

This told him that it was the ebay to just leave, and if he needed to return and look at him again, he could do it while the human was asleep, not knowing that Azrael was here. But that seemed like something he couldn’t do.

Aesop was peculiar to him, and he wanted to know more. Just due to his ability to see him, he couldn’t help but be drawn to him, wanting to be here and see what the human did.

He’d always stay for some time, every day, and then leave once he felt Aesop was going to suffer in his daily life due to lack of sleep, giving him some time to rest. The other didn’t really appreciate the amount of time he’d stay with him, but could not make him leave in the end. Not to mention that he did get to sleep and Azrael wouldn’t stay with him the whole night anyway.

Of course, this did start to change after a while.

He started appreciating his presence, he became less tense around Azrael. With how much he was there, Aesop just couldn't try to fight the urge to relax and just be at peace. He was still quiet, not saying much, but the other considered that progress. Maybe one of these days he could show him the dream realm.

Before that time came, he would just observe him.

Aesop wasn’t a talkative one, so it was no surprise that even when he wanted to say something, he was more likely to show that with his expressions or body movement. Azrael had seen him make faces and show him his way to the door every time he was too tired to have him around, just to make him leave. He’d gotten used to this, so when Aesop just didn’t do that one night, he was puzzled.

“Not annoyed by me anymore?” He teased.

To that, Aesop just blinked slowly. He did seem tired, why didn’t he try to make him leave?

“Are you not sleepy?”

“I am.” Aesop rarely spoke, so this was a treat. “I don’t mind you that much anymore, I guess. It’s… fine if you want to stay. I won’t have a problem with it.”

Azrael could hardly believe this when he heard it, but as Aesop laid down on the bed, getting ready to sleep, he realised he was not joking. The human trusted him enough to do this with him around. While he’d been to his room while asleep before, never had he done it like this, where Aesop knew he was here.

He somehow felt happy that he trusted him enough for that.

Which also made him mind run in direction it probably shouldn’t, especially now when this is the first time he can watch him like this. However, he couldn’t help himself, no matter how much he tried to fight it. The more he sat there, watching the human gradually falling asleep, he just had to.

Aesop had soft skin, he could feel that the free times he was able to touch him. He was too adorable, even if he would never say it out loud. Watching him sleep was also something he couldn’t help himself, but until now, he was just doing that. Aesop now knew he was here, he let Azrael be around as he was sleeping.

He couldn’t help but want to strop him nd fuck him right there, asleep.

A vile thought, but how could he not? Aesop’s face was so peaceful, he deserved to feel nice in his sleep, with how beautiful he looked. He’d never do anything that could hurt him, he just wanted to fill that pretty little human.

Moving away the blanket, Aesop had his whole body covered, which didn’t matter much to him. All he had to do was pull the pyjamas down, didn’t even need it all off him, this much was enough. He’d also disturb his sleep and that would not be good.

Standing above him, Azrael could see his beautiful face, still covered with the mask. He dared not take it off, for now it will stay like that. Maybe some other time he’d have the strength to take it off and see him while doing this.

His underwear slid off easily, revealing his cunt, Azrael pressing a finger into it. His other hand pulled down his own clothes, his cock already hardened. He wanted this so badly.

Aesop had no reactions to what he was doing yet, his body still normal. He moved the finger, gently pushing it in. Still not much of a reaction, so for now it was fine.

The moonlight was illuminating Aesop’s face, making him look even prettier than normal. It only fueled his will to do this, to not back out. The man was a tight sleeper, so the chances of waking up weren’t high, even with what he was doing.

Pushing another two fingers in, Azrael carefully watched Aesop’s face make movement, finally getting a reaction. He was already larger than a regular human, so anything bigger than a single finger would make anyone feel at least a bit uncomfortable, he knew that well. It’s why he was taking a careful approach with this, not wanting to hurt his beloved human.

When he felt it was enough, he pulled the fingers out, pressing his hard cock against Aesop’s entrance, slowly pushing in. He knew this had to give him more of a reaction other than a small wince, so he approached this slowly, making sure he took time. Even if his cock was hard so much it was hurting him, he couldn’t make himself do it faster or harder.

The more he pushed in, the more Aesop showed clear signs of being uncomfortable, but not enough to wake him up. With both of his hands now free, Azrael could take hold of Aesop’s body, caressing his sides as he slowly fucked him. He could clearly see him, his body twitching, low grunts escaping his mouth. Oh, he’d love to tear the mask off now, but he can’t. It would be a problem later, he knew that.

Still, he couldn’t help but want to do other things.

He leaned down, kissing Aesop’s forehead. It was a simple gesture, but it made him happy, seeing his little human so innocently laying down, unaware of what was happening, of what he was doing to him at that very moment. He’d wake up in the morning, full of his come, leaking down his tights. He’d knew who did it, there was only one person who could commit something like this, but Azrael couldn’t help himself but make him feel this.

The kiss was not enough, he had to do more, however. Hands moved across his body, groping his chest feeling every bit of it as much as he could. His mouth went down to Aesop’s neck, kissing it, making him let out soft moans in his sleep. How pretty it sounded. Azrael bit his neck, making sure to leave those bite marks to be visible in the morning.

At no point had Aesop come close to waking up, he would’ve felt if that was the case. All his movements were indicating pleasure, but no signs of waking up. He wished this could last so much longer, that he could look at him forever, his sweet quiet moans and gasps when he gets too tight around Azrael’s cock.

He didn’t get that forever, at least not for now.

He could feel he was going to reach his limit, but could not try to quicken up the process. Even if it was painful for him to continue at a slower pace, he could not harm his angel that was still so peacefully sleeping. He could put himself aside for a bit, making his thrusts long and slow, still managing to go deep into his love without disturbing him.He was so tight around him, he could feel that reaching the end was close.

Azrael kept his voice low for his own sake, his body aching to speed up but only continued with the same speed, until he felt like he couldn’t hold on anymore. He made only a few more forceful thrusts, enough to make him come into Aesop, filling him with all his cum. The other didn’t seem to be woken up, eyes still closed, body unmoving. Still sleeping like an angel.

He did not want to clean him up. He wanted to let him know what happened, what he did to him while sleeping so peacefully, after letting him stay. It might not be the smartest decision, he didn’t know how he would react to that once woken up, but he could not help himself. One look down at his body and he saw cum leaking out of him as he pulled out his cock. He made sure to pull his clothes back up, making sure it stayed in as much as possible.

He left another kiss on his forehead. It might be a good idea to leave now.

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Once Aesop woke up, he felt weird. His neck hurt, and his lower body too. Something happened.

Azrael was nowhere to be seen, but he could tell things were moved on the bed. There was nothing covering him and his clothes were messy, much more than they should be.

He lifted himself up, meaning to go to the mirror and look at himself, but the first thing he felt once he got up was something leaking down his leg. It took him no time to just pull down his clothes and still stand in front of the mirror.

Aesop was always bad with words. Even with Azrael, with whom he did feel more at peace, talking was an issue. Expressing what he wanted was an issue too. By inviting him to stay, he had hoped that Azrael would sleep next to him, or at least lay down for a bit. He didn’t think this was what it would entail. He didn’t know how to feel at first, knowing he was asleep, but once he looked at his neck, the bite marks that were left there, he had decided that he didn’t hate it. Heat arose in his body at the thought that he had been fucked in his sleep, that Azrael did all of that. Maybe he wanted it again. It felt nice being desired like this, even if he wasn’t aware of what exactly happened due to him being asleep.

If he could bring it up to Azrael next time, maybe he could get more of it. It should make him feel like this again, no?