Fuck You Sideways

A/N: This is the first second person narrative story I'm writing and it's more of a short and sweet kind of story. Also, I know the phrase 'fuck you sideways' means something else, but this story is more of a literal translation of it. Hope y'all enjoy this as much as I loved writing it : D

Morning light shone through the window, waking you up. You stretch slightly, then relax against the silk sheets beneath you. When you open your eyes, they instantly fall on the clock sitting on the bedside table. 6.43 AM.

You groan quietly, wanting to go back to sleep on this nice Sunday morning. Always such an early riser, compared to your boyfriend. The one behind you, pressed against your naked back, still fast asleep. Unlike you, he was fully clothed. Unless the two of you were having sex, he never understood how you could love going to sleep completely naked.

His muscular arm was draped around your waist, steady breath tickling the back of your neck. You close your eyes, trying to sleep again, but now that you were awake, it was hard to do. You simply stay there, shifting this way and that as little as possible, trying not to wake him up. Sighing, you turn your head and just stare out the window at the bamboo trees planted in your garden. Your mind drifts to the various things you could be doing today to keep busy - clean out the garage, do the dishes, write another chapter in the story you just started, play some video games...

As you shift around yet again to lie on your side, you manage to wake your boyfriend up. You curse at yourself in your own head.

"Jeez, you need to relax," he says softly, letting out a light laugh. "It's Sunday! You should take advantage and sleep in."

You smile despite yourself. "I would if I could!"

"Far out..." he replies. Minutes pass before he speaks again. "Well, now I'm awake. And only thinking about one thing."

"Oh yeah? What?" you tease, pressing back a little against him.

His hand trails down, then fingers rub your entrance. His touches are agonizingly light, and as he leans in to kiss the back of your neck, you moan softly. Your hips move, trying to silently urge him to do more, and he chuckles. He moves his hand away and touches your breasts instead. You make a sound of protest.

"I'm in no mood for teasing, Leo," you say, your voice coming out more as a whine then an order.

"Well, you woke me up, so I suppose some punishments are in order," he threatens playfully. Before you can say anything in reply, you feel his shaft press against your entrance. His voice sounding a little rough, he leans more towards your ear. "Spread open for me. Now."

You feel the wetness between your legs at the sound of that commanding tone. You love it when he takes charge but wanted to play the game. You stay still, waiting for his next move. When you don't do anything, he squeezes your breast a little tightly before he pulls his hand away. You hear the rustle of clothing behind you, then he reaches for your leg.

"Playing hard to get won't do anything for you," he murmurs in your ear.

Cupping one thigh, he lifts your leg up for him. A moment later, you bite your lip as he enters you from behind. He slips inside with ease, your cunt stretching around his thick shaft. A moan escapes your lips.

"You like that?" Leo asks, biting your earlobe lightly. "Being fucked sideways?"

He begins moving in and out slowly, eliciting more moans from you. He lets go of your leg, reaching for your breast again. Still playing the game, you try a half-hearted struggle, a bare attempt to move away and get him out of you, but he pulls you back against his hard chest roughly.

"Uh-uh. You're not getting away that easy."

The pace of his thrusting increases and you cry out, your core tightening. You feel him move in and out faster, his cock sliding against your inner walls as he continues to play with your breast. Your leg is still spread, and you have no intention of shifting anywhere else now. He leans in, lips trailing an enticing series of kisses along your neck and jaw. It's then that he drives himself in deeper, hitting that nerve inside you over and over, until you finally lose it.

You cry out louder, his grunts matching yours. Your hand finds and squeezes his for a moment before you reach back. You find the curve of his backside, your fingers pressing into his flesh as you wordlessly urge him to move even faster. He lets out a breathy laugh, then cups your chin. Tilting your face towards him, his lips find yours, kissing you long and deep as he slows to a stop. You moan into his mouth, your tongue brushing against his, your hips still moving.

"Behave," he growls out, pulling away long enough before his mouth devours yours again. You stay obediently still.

Several moments pass before he breaks the kiss. He turns your face away, fingers wrapping lightly around your throat as he moves at a fast pace once more. He no longer holds back, hitting that spot inside you until you explode. Crying out, your nails dig into the flesh of his hips. He lets you ride it out, hips still thrusting until he climaxes. He buries his face against your neck as he moans, and you feel him shoot his load inside you.

A few moments pass as the two of you wait for your breathing to steady. When you feel him sag out of you, you turn to face him. His eyes are closed, and as you keep looking at him, you realise he has fallen asleep. Rolling your eyes, you just smile, your own eyes closing as you try to do the same again. You deserve a good Sunday sleep in after all. Moments later, you also finally drift off.