Mab couldn’t sleep, not for any specific reason, but a hundred thousand little ones. Sighing as she resigned herself to a sleepless night, she rolled over to lay against Bobby. Even in sleep, his reaction to her was undeniable. A shift towards her, change in breathing, in heart beat. She smiled, shifting her leg so it drapes over his thighs, finger tracing lazy patterns over his chest. The reaction was stronger, pressing against her, but he showed no signs of waking. Soft kisses over his throat, losing herself in the taste and feel of him. So, when he flipped her on her back, his weight pining her to the mattress, she was caught by surprise.
“Not nice to take advantage of a sleeping man.”
“And yet I’m the one pinned.”
“Judging from how quickly you wrapped your legs around me when I did, you aren’t complaining.”
“Not in the slightest.”
He smiled down at her, hips grinding into hers through their layers of clothing. Mab groaned softly, bringing a frustrated look to his face.
“What’s wrong?” They had so many start and stops lately, she was ready to be shut down again.
“We’ll wake the kids.”
She laughed in relief. “Oh, love, one way sound proofing, the whole room. We can hear them, they can’t hear us.”
He bit her shoulder hard through the fabric of his shirt. Her answering moan definitely would have woken one of the children. There was no attempt to remove clothing this time, he forced the crotch of her panties to the side, unbuttoned the front of his boxers, and thrust into her, fabric just adding friction and a feeling of sharp need that fit with middle of the night tumble.
The rhythm was fast and hard. He let go of her shoulder, catching her nipple through the shirt, with his lips first then biting down in time with a particularly intense thrust. She let out a low growl. The fabric grew hot and damp under his mouth against her skin, as he used the increased size and sensitivity of her breasts to taunt her to a new peaks, never quite letting her finish until a final moment when he left her too breathless to even yell his name. Bobby wasn’t quite so inhibited when he climaxed with a roar, resting on her for a moment before rolling over, grinning.
Mab panted for a few minutes then cuddled against him.
“Think you can manage to let me get some sleep now?”
“Mhmm.”
He kissed her forehead and they both eventually found rest.