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CW: Consensual somnophilia

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"Somno... philia...?"

The brown-haired spoke above the embalmer's shoulder, startling the latter who suddenly closed the book he was holding before hiding its cover by putting it on his laps with his palms on it.

"E-Eli."

"Oh, hum, sorry, maybe I should have knocked?"

The two men were each as red as a tomato, an awkward tension floating in the air.

"No, it's alright if it's you..." said Aesop.

"O-Okay."

Eli may be wearing a blindfold but he wasn't blind despite that. He was pretty much sure he read that right, somnophilia, that is. And he didn't know if he was more embarrassed due to his boyfriend reading such a book or because he knew the meaning of this word.

Why was he aware of it? Well, maybe it was the fact he also fell upon this book in the library, thinking it was just a science-based manual, but never could he ever thought that contrary to his belief, the black words printed on those white pages were talking about a practice of the erotic domain.

"This isn't what you think-!" Interjected the embalmer.

"A-Ah yes! I didn't really care anyway- I mean-! Are you interested in such a thing...?"

"You know what this is...?" Asked the other with flushed cheeks redder than before. "Well, I was just a bit curious..."

Eli sketched a crooked smile before sitting next to the other on the couch, grasping the book with his hands from the other's.

"This is indeed peculiar..." he said sarcastically, "Do you perhaps wanna try?"

Aesop turned his gaze to the seer with wide eyes. The man clad in blue giving him a faint smile the embalmer couldn't discern the meaning of.

"Are you serious...?"

"Of course. We already did it quite a bunch of times so there's not much difference although only one of us will profit from it this time."

"Still... That's a bit..."

Aesop seemed to have mixed feelings about it and Eli let the book rest on the night table as he held his lover's hand, leaving a kiss on the base of his knuckles.

"We don't have to, if you feel uncomfortable, dear."

The weight on the embalmer's shoulders got lifted and he let his head rest against the seer's chest while intertwining their hands.

"Actually, Eli... I think I want to give it a shot." He caught his breath and looked up to the man. "Would you... indulge my request, please?"

"Sure, my love."

Eli smiled at him before leaning towards Aesop, his free hand cupping his face, his lips coming to rest on the other's luscious ones for a deep kiss.

His tongue slipped in his mouth, Aesop letting out a small moan to the wet feeling.

"I will head to bed a bit earlier tonight then... " he said between two breaths.

"Alright," Eli gasped for air before kissing him again, his body looming over the embalmer's. "If you ever wake up during the process, don't hesitate to stop me if you don't feel well."

"Will do," Eli smirked at this answer, his hand slipping forward under Aesop's shirt until the latter stopped him in his tracks. "You'll have to wait for tonight, I'm sure you'll have enough fun later."

The seer laughed. Right, no need to rush.

He gave the man one last kiss before standing up on his feet, holding out his hand.

"Should we go now? I believe you have a match soon."

"So you knew it."

Eli didn't reply and Aesop simply let out a chuckle, grabbing his hand.

The rest of the day passed without anything worth mentioning and when everyone in the manor went to bed and fell deeply asleep, Eli got out of his room to go to the embalmer's, careful not to make too much noise in the corridor so as not to wake everyone up. The manor wasn't very young and the wooden floor often cracked

He reached the door in only a few steps and rested his hand on the handle, pushing a bit onto it, it was unlocked as expected.

The seer entered the room, feeling a bit like a thief, closing the door behind him and stepping closer to the bed.

There laid the embalmer plunged into a deep slumber, his chest slowly moving to the rhythm of his breath, his face looking more at ease than during the day.

Eli sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, smiling fondly at how beautiful his boyfriend looked.

Now, maybe he shouldn't stay like this for too long, the night sure was long but if possible, he wanted to make this quick as he felt slightly guilty for hindering Aesop's sleep. He remembered the words of the embalmer telling him to take a look at the drawer before starting and thus he rose himself from the bed to pull on the handle of the furniture, finding in it one of the duplicates of his blindfold as well with some lube next to it and finally a note that read 'Please make good use of it'.

The seer was taken aback. What was he supposed to do with the first one!?

He gulped anxiously, taking out the two items from the drawer with some doubt. How did the man even get his blindfold-? Did he take it when he came into his room? Maybe it was better not to know.

Still, the question remained, Eli had no idea of what Aesop wanted him to do. Tie him up to the bed-? No, he couldn't do that, it felt a bit too much...

He stood there for a few minutes dumbfounded before leaning over the embalmer's sleeping body,

"This should be fine... right?"

His hands reached for his face and he slipped the thin fabric around his head before tying it in the back, a weird feeling filling his chest seeing the embalmer wearing a part of his clothes over his eyes.

It felt a bit meaningless since he couldn't see anything at the moment but Eli just couldn't reduce himself to do anything without his lover's consent.

At last, this issue finally resolved, he guessed he could go on to the next step. 

He gently pulled back the blanket with his fingertips, his heart throbbing under his chest with every inch he pulled as if he were putting on the last piece of a glass scale model.

The embalmer's pajama top was pulled up slightly, his navel visible. The seer's blue eyes rested on it for a moment before turning away in embarrassment, he really felt like a voyeur.

"Damn it, get a grip Clark-..." he muttered to himself.

He let out a sigh expressing the torture he was undergoing then rushed a little to unbutton the man's shirt, opening it then to reveal the two rosebuds adorning his pale skin. 

He leaned in and pressed a kiss on one, looking up at Aesop's face to see that the latter was still sleeping peacefully. In a way, Eli was... disappointed? He never imagined he could think such a thing, but the seer had some buried desire to see the embalmer react to his touch.

His lips pressed against the nipple, his teeth coming to graze on it like a hungry animal. He sucked it with eagerness, playing with the other one by imprisoning it between his thumb and his index. A weak moan then left Aesop's lips and a wrinkle appeared on his forehead. Eli felt the bulge in his crotch grow as he saw his expression and he pushed his pelvis against the embalmer's in an intimate squeeze.

Eli continued to rub himself against Aesop, his body crushing his with the other's legs on either side and his tongue sliding from the top of his torso to the center of his stomach, delving into his navel before traveling further down. The seer pulled on the elastic of the embalmer's pants, lowering them completely then throwing them on the ground, doing the same with the man's boxers.

Feeling the temperature of his body climbing, Eli also removed his blindfold to better contemplate Aesop's silhouette, followed by the top layer that consisted of his robe, only a long-sleeved black top and pants remaining on him. He then grabbed the thighs of the gray-haired one and raised them above his shoulders.

His face was now right in front of the male's orifice and he blushed as he noticed that he was as clean as a whistle. The embalmer had really paid a lot of care to it apparently. 

Eli kissed the entrance that would later hug his member but for now, he just wanted to bring pleasure to his lover immersed in a sweet dream.

His tongue entered the hollow, his saliva letting it in easily enough although the inside was still tight, but Eli could always work that out. He licked his walls as deeply as he could, feeling a faint tremor run through Aesop's legs each time his tongue slid firmly against his walls.

When the hole began to relax a little, Eli then proceeded to insert his index finger in. He fingered it intensely, adding his middle finger afterwards, working the hole with dedication to widen the space. 

Aesop moaned softly in his sleep, the sensation still reaching his brain even as his mind was in a slumber. A dream where his body didn't feel like it belonged to him, unable to move due to invisible shackles tying him down in the void as something slippery breached his intimacy. Eli's breath became a bit heavier and he stuck out his tongue with red cheeks, tasting it one last time licking it with his tongue before straightening up, Aesop's legs still on him. He reached out for the lube he left on the night table and poured some into his already wet hand.

He ran his hand over his erected shaft that he let out of his pants, giving it a few pumps before pushing in fully, his blue eyes gazing over his cock slowly disappearing inside the embalmer's hole.

Eli groaned and Aesop whimpered again, his fingers tightening on the fabric of the sheets instinctively, the pink raising on his cheeks visible under the moonlight let in by the gap from the half drawn curtain. The seer didn't move for a minute, giving some time to the other who was still unconscious to adjust to his size.

Then, he started to set the pace, rocking his hips against the man's butt gently at first, the rhythm getting more reckless as time passed. Eli's weight was falling on Aesop's body, burying himself deeper with each motion accompanied by a huff.

"F-Fuck..."

He looked at Aesop's face again, now a bit more tense than earlier, his lips desperately trying to hold in a sharp breath, still no sign in the horizon of him waking up. Eli couldn't believe that the man could sleep so soundly despite him slumping on his lower-half and being on the verge of releasing his load but not yet, though he could feel by how Aesop's walls clenched around his cock that the latter was close to his climax as well. 

Eli moved a bit to work on Aesop's unattended member at the same time, giving it powerful thrusts with his hand as he continued to chase for his high.

Just before he was going to cum, he took out his cock and emptied himself on the embalmer's stomach who also let out his load right after, white ribbons falling like a stream on his skin.

The seer panted in exhaustion, his body collapsing on the other, not minding that his clothes would get dirty. He will clean Aesop's body and his own after all. He just needed a moment to cool down from the heat of the act. The embalmer's breath was a bit ragged, his chest moving up and down and Eli decided to take off the blindfold to check on him, only to discover the man's eyelids that fought to stay faintly open, still dizzy from the sleepiness but obviously awake.

"S-Sorry-... Did I wake you up-?" he muttered.

Aesop didn't answer and simply lifted his right arm to slip it behind Eli's neck and drag him into a kiss. The brown-haired man responded to his embrace and kissed back before backing away, giving him a last peck as he did.

"You can go back to sleep, I'll clean you up." whispered the seer in his ear.

Aesop nodded with the bit that was left of his strength as his eyes were shut once again.

Afterwards, Eli got up from the bed to go to the bathroom to get a wet towel he used to wipe the semen on the man's body, also changing his clothes soaked in sweat with a new set he found in the cupboard then finally putting back the covers on him.

He took the opportunity to wash himself in Aesop's shower since he couldn't really go back to his room like that. He borrowed some clothes from him just for the night, though they felt a bit tight around the chest.

Once Eli finished taking care of everything, he slipped in the spot next to Aesop on the bed, circling his waist with his arms as he wished him sweet dreams before being lulled to sleep by the warmth of the embalmer's body.