This reminded me of a horny post about half-asleep Arunii
>You had just gotten home from finishing some errands when you found Arran fast asleep on a couch. He seemed perfectly content, arm under his head, eyes fluttered shut. You put away some food when you heard him mumbling in his sleep, most likely sleep-talking. You couldn't make out what he was saying, but you laughed to yourself anyways as he continued mumbling nonsense.
>You also noticed him turning and shifting. Your thought process began to wonder if he was having a nightmare instead. He didn't seem to be in any real distress, but quietly, you went up to him, trying to see if you should wake him up or not.
>To your surprise, he was having the opposite of a nightmare, noticing the bulge that had begun to show itself in his pants. You chuckled quietly again, shaking your head at him. You really didn't wanna disturb him now, but you also felt like this opportunity rarely comes to you.
>Sneaking closer and closer, you kneel down and get a good look. He was definitely hard alright, fully erect and ready. It's like you couldn't stop yourself, you tugged down his pants and let your impulsiveness win. You freed his member carefully, with relative ease. Arran stirred slightly, thank goodness your sudden actions haven't snapped him completely awake yet.
>You climbed on the couch, straddling his legs with his hard-on pressed against your stomach. You teased his head, circling your finger around it lightly. Now he was definitely finding out something's up, and not just his dick.
>"Oh, you..." His bleary half-lidded eyes looked at you with slight confusion, "W-what're you..."
>"Shh," you shushed him, holding a finger over his lips. "Stay there and just let me take care of you."
>Aruran tried to say something, maybe he believed this was all still some sort of dream, but he was too groggy to realize or protest, and the way his dick throbbed when exposed to your touch, and already sticky and dripping with precum, perhaps he didn't even want you to stop in the first place. His hips bucked needily, yearning for your touch. And you were eager to indulge, stroking his length up and down, pumping it slow and steady.
>He almost made a noise, a moan welling up inside him, but he suppressed it, whining and continuing to stir and let his body show how he felt. He was at your mercy, his head thrown back into the pillow and mouth hanging open.