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Prompt: Sadayo's Pleasurable Sleep (Persona 5)
🕑 Added 2020-02-05 08:48:16 +0000 UTCSummary: Akira has his girlfriend, Sadayo, sleeping over at his place again for the night. As she sleeps, she starts having nightmares. Desperate to help her, Akira begins to pleasure his sleeping girlfriend, turning her nightmares into wet dreams for her. Includes: Romance and Sleeping sex
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Sadayo’s life was an uphill battle. It was a struggle, a fight, maybe even a war, in a way. Well, maybe that was a bit too dramatic. She wasn’t a Phantom Thief, like her boyfriend and student, Akira Kurusu. No, Sadayo’s life was significantly more mundane, but despite that, her boyfriend was very insistent that her life still contained many hardships.
It was easy for Sadayo to forget that… Even now, even after everything he had done for her, Sadayo could feel a part of her diminish what she had gone through. Belittle it. Insult her… Make her wonder why she ever let it get to her…
It was just her own, personal demons at work again. They always did everything they could to hurt her. Whether it was reminding her of her pain, or accusing her of being weak for ever being in pain in the first place…
But with Akira’s help, she was slowly building a new life for herself. It certainly wasn’t easy, but she was getting closer every day. She was winning back the role of teacher, earning the trust of both her students and her colleagues at the school.
She had given up for so long… She had given up on ever living her childhood dream of helping young, eager students. Sadayo once thought that dream died with Taiki Takase, but Akira was reigniting them.
For the longest time, she simply did the bare minimum to get by. Years of her life were just a blur, vague memories of her going through the motions and just doing enough to get by, but she was finally walking out of her stupor.
Of course, for all the good progress she had made, Sadayo was met with skepticism and distrust by some. Not that the young woman could blame those doubters… How many times had she failed herself, and her students? Before she knew Akira, it must have been countless times.
It made sense why so many doubted her change was genuine, and many who were only confused by her change in character, but it didn’t matter. Sadayo would have let others’ opinions define her, control her fate...
Well, no more, she told herself. Everyone in Tokyo could look at her with doubt in their eyes, because that just lit a fire in her spirit! She had found meaning in her life again, and now she was ready to fulfill.
The road was an uphill better, but every few feet came with a new reward. After all, her own students were starting to recognize her changed nature. Not just Akira, but others! Ann, even Ryuji, and many more…
She helped the students. Not just in their academic pursuits, but in life. She gave advice, and the young students actually listened to her!
It felt great to speak her mind, to try and help people, and it felt even better to be listened to. Of course, she couldn’t do any of this without her best listener. Her sweet, amazing, and perfect boyfriend, Akira.
Well, boyfriend and Master… The very thought made Sadayo blush, but she just enjoyed the warmth. She still came to his home in Leblanc in her maid outfit, but despite the uniform, she was the one being cared for and doted on.
It was amazing, honestly, to be treated like a queen. Akira was perfect to her. He took care of her almost every night she visited him, and she loved it. He’d cook meals for her, cuddle with her on his bed, and they’d even enjoy movies together.
Sadayo learned so much about her boyfriend from those simple visits. Akira’s obsession with spicy food, his odd collection of souvenirs, and who knew her little Akira was such a scifi geek? She never would have guessed, but it was utterly adorable.
He’d even let her fall asleep on his bed if she asked nicely! After a long day, she’d come to their home… his home, and they’d be happy together. She’d take long naps, just falling asleep on his bed, and he’d never wake her without a good reason.
Sometimes when she came to him especially tired and just fell on his bed, he’d be the sweet little thief she loved and said, “You know, Sadayo, if you’re this tired, you can stay home and rest. I won’t mind.”
“Tired of me already?” she muttered into his pillow.
“N-no!” he shot back, loudly, and she giggled at how embarrassed he got. She turned her head to look at him, enjoying the sight of him blushing for a change, before she spoke.
“Honestly? I just sleep better here.” And then she fell asleep.
Thankfully, Akira knew his Sadayo. He knew how much she needed rest, and if she wanted to rest here? He was more than fine with that. He loved her.
She was amazing, bright, sunny, and absolutely perfect. She was everything to Akira, and he wanted to embrace her and love her for the end of time.
Of course, not even their lives were perfect just yet.
Akira had lost count of how many times he’d seen it. When his Sadayo was asleep, she’d shake and tremble in her nightmares. She was having bad dreams, and he hated to see her so scared, but what could he do?
Facing off against society’s sinners was easy for the young Phantom Thief, but repairing the scarred heart of the woman he loved? He couldn’t rely on his Persona, or Mementos, or his fighting skills. No, this would take time, patience, and an open ear...
All the young man could do for now was listen to her when she was awake, trusting Sadayo would call for him if need be. He’d even ‘request’ her services so that she could fall asleep on his bed, and he could pet her as she slept. Sometimes he’d even tickle her, making her giggle in her dreams, and hopefully fighting her nightmares away.
Sadly, tonight was one of the worst nights yet. Sadayo was crying in her sleep, and while this wasn’t the first time, it always killed Akira to see her like this. No doubt her dreams were filled with memories of Taiki, and his guardians.
Akira was right, unfortunately. Sadayo’s mind was overflowing with those painful memories. It was like she was living in a movie, and someone was rewinding her past over and over again, never letting her move on.
She worked and toiled for the Takases, and they’d abuse and spit on her as she left money at their feet. Every moment that she even considered rebelling, they’d hang the death of Taiki over them. Sadayo’s spirit was broken as they drove their heels into her back…
Akira never came for her in her dreams. Instead, Sadayo’s horrid sins were revealed to the school and she was left by her colleagues and students. They called her horrible things as she was tossed into an even worse nightmare.
She was forced to sell her body for more money. She was given change, barely enough for food, and even that was given to the Takases.
She cried in her sleep, and Akira’s gentle hand on her head did nothing to help her. He laid down beside the young woman, and he kissed her tears away. He dried her face with his loving touch, before he began to whisper words into her ear.
“I love you, Sadayo… I’ll never leave you. I’ll always be here for you,” he whispered, kissing her ear. “You’re strong, and brave, and smart, and I love you so damn much.”
She mumbled in return. Akira wasn’t sure what, but he kept kissing her, kept stroking her body. His hand touched hers, and he stroked her knuckles with his thumb as he continued.
“You make me so happy. You make every day of my life better. You’re the most gorgeous, most amazing woman I’ve ever seen, and I love you.”
He used his other hand to gently hug her. Sadayo shuffled slightly, and Akira was worried he had woken her up, but his fears calmed as he saw her pained expression fade. She was beginning to relax. Maybe he was helping her.
The young man kept at it, doing everything he could to help Sadayo sleep peacefully. He whispered into her ear, gently kissing her soft cheeks, and stroking her fair skin. He told her how much he loved her, even reminisced about their dates together.
Bit by bit, he saw her pain vanish from her face. Her tears no longer came, and she looked peaceful at least.
Akira was certainly proud of his work, but then he noticed something else. Something large and… jiggly. Akira gulped, glancing at her tits. They bounced slightly, and the young man realized that once again, Sadayo had come to his home without a bra.
Oh, his dirty little maid knew him so well. Maybe she was ready for something more intense, maybe she just wanted to tease her Master…
Well, if she wanted to be a tease, as her Master, should he not punish her?
His fingers slid down to her neck, stroking the soft, slender flesh. She was so gorgeous. A better model than even Ann, and Ann was an objectively beautiful woman. But Sadayo? She was a damn goddess to Akira.
He stroked her neck once, twice, before moving his fingers down to gently trace her collar bone. The dark-haired man pecked her cheek, before moving his hand down to her cleavage. He gently caressed her breast through her clothing, admiring her soft flesh as he smiled.
Akira pressed his finger down on her nipple through her top, pressing down on it, drawing a small circle on it with his finger as he felt it harden. Her nipple poked against the thin cloth, and Akira couldn’t resist the urge to slip his other arm under his woman.
He placed both of his hands on her chest, playing with her breasts as he enjoyed her subtle moans. Her mumbling was starting to sound lighter, chippier, and that just pushed Akira to keep playing with her breasts. He did so love her tits.
Was it wrong for him to admire her beautiful body? He was a breast man, after all, and he continued to loving squeeze and play with her tits, enjoying the feeling of them in his hands. He pinched her nipples, gently twisted them, pulled and pushed down on them.
He did whatever he wanted with her tits, and the soft moans coming out of Sadayo’s lips was music to his ears.
Her lips slowly curled into a smile as Akira’s mind raced. He formed a plan, a naughty plan, but a deliciously good one, at the same time. He began to slowly lower her sleeves and top, being ever so careful as to not wake her. He was a Phantom Thief, after all, and the best amongst his group. His nimble fingers easily manipulated Sadayo’s clothes.
Soon her large, flawless tits were popped free from their prison, and he continued to pleasure them. He groped and lovingly adored her tits, feeling them knead to his touch. He kept playing with them for a few more minutes, loving the way they felt in his hands, before he began to move on to other parts of her body.
He stroked her legs, caressed her face, rubbed her hands. Every part of her was so damn beautiful, and he wanted to treat each part of her like a treasured heirloom. She was so damn perfect to him…
Akira even gently stroked her pussy, rubbing his fingers against her pussy as he kissed whatever part of her skin he could reach. “I love you,” he whispered to her, letting his voice ring through her mind.
“You’re so damn amazing. I love every part of your beautiful body. I love your hair-” He kissed her dark locks. “I love your lips.” He kissed her plump lips. “I love your fingers.” He kissed her knuckles. “I love your mind.” He finished by pecking her forehead, before he decided to tell her something else.
“You make me happy. I’ve never been this happy back in my hometown, but with you? I feel like every day is a new day in paradise. I love it…” He rubbed and twisted her nipples, peppering her body with soft kisses and the occasional nibble.
He bit into her neck, gently nibbling and sucking on the skin, leaving a mark on her as he moaned. He wanted to make Sadayo scream in pleasure, but he had to be careful. He didn’t want to wake her. He just wanted to spice up her sleep and keep the nightmares far away.
It seemed to be working too, considering her soft moans and subtle smile. She squirmed and cooed in her sleep, shaking slightly as he licked her neck. He pulled on her nipples, and her cheeks began to glow a subtle shade of red as her Master played with her.
It wasn’t just moans now. Soft mewling whimpers, muttered pleas for more, every sound she made drove Akira to want her more and more.
“Nnh… nice,” she muttered, her voice bubbly and drunk with his loving touch and her own arousal.
“Oh? Is it now?” the silver-eyed man teased. He kept his voice to a whisper, but Sadayo still shuddered at his low, devilishly smooth voice.
He pinched her nipples again, pulling on them and she moaned as she lifted her chest up, as if to give a better access to her chest to Akira. Her fingers, when not being held by her boyfriend, clawed at the bed, gripping the sheets. Even her legs were kicking at the bed, hitting nothing but the sheets as she panted.
She cooed, parting her sweet lips as Akira gently kissed her nipple. He parted his lips just so he could nibble on it, loving the sweet moans his lover was making.
“M-more,” she panted. “I-I… need...ah…”
Every word she was making was like a fuel to the fire in Akira. He could feel his insides burning, a hungry desire building up inside of him. He wanted her. He needed her. Her face was soft and cute, and beautiful, but her body was so hot. She was so sexy.
The perfect mix. The perfect woman. He could see her soft, pillowy lips forming a gentle, alluring smile on her face. The smile of an angel, but with the sexy body of a goddess. Listening to those sweet lips moan… it made Akira’s cock tremble under his pants.
His fingers slid down her body and slipped under her skirt. He felt her smooth, soft skin, before brushing his fingers against her cunt. He could feel her clit, and he pressed down on it, rubbing it with loving adoration. He gave it a little squeeze, before sliding his finger down her slit, feeling her womanhood.
She was wet, and getting wetter with every second. It was amazing for Akira. He couldn’t help but feel an iota of pride. He loved making his woman wet. It meant he was a good lover. He intended on being even better, of course.
He kept fingering her wet pussy with one hand, before he gently moved her. She was lying on her back, and he carefully pulled her underwear off of her. He pulled it down her legs, revealing her cunt to him. He could see how wet she was, and it made his cock even harder.
Akira just admired her pussy for a moment. He savored every detail, just looking at it. Despite his handiwork, he was kind of surprised at just how wet she was. Her juices had left a dark spot on her pure white panties. She would probably start dripping on the bed if he didn’t do something.
The young man could feel his pride showing. He was grinning, a devilish smile on his face as he thought about his life. A hero to the people, a leader to his friends, and to his own homeroom teacher? A Master, and more importantly, his lover.
She was sleeping on his bed, dressed up like a pretty, sexy little maid. She was in a provocative position, and her outfit was moved so her tits her hanging out. Her sleeves were rolled up to her elbows, and her legs were spread apart, skirt lifted, showing off her wet and wanting pussy to her young lover.
Her face was red with desire and arousal. She was taking long, deep breaths as she trembled whenever his fingers brushed against her clit. Every breath Sadayo Kawakami took made her tits jiggle, bouncing before his eyes as he admired their size and shape. They moved with every breath as he just looked at how defenseless and small the older woman looked. Tempting him to do terrible, wonderful things to her.
Akira licked his lips as he laid down. He laid beside her, and he began to use his hand to pleasure her. He continued to rub her wet pussy, feeling her juices cling to his hand. He glanced at her face, looking at her lips moaning, puckering, as if she was trying to kiss him in her dreams.
He continued to hear her moans, and she sounded like an erotic little angel. A dirty little slut that he loved and wanted to spend the rest of his life with as husband and wife...
Wow. That thought brought a blush to his face. Funny how that worked. Here he was, pushing his fingers into his girlfriend’s pussy, who was his teacher by the way, with his cock hard and throbbing, and the thought of marrying her made her blush...
Akira looked Sadayo over, smiling as he decided to slowly explore her pussy. He pushed his finger into her cunt, letting just the bare tip of it enter her. Just that alone was enough to subtly change Sadayo’s face, lip trembling, brow furrowing slightly…
He pushed his finger deeper into her, and he felt her wet walls squeeze down on his finger. In and out, rubbing against the inner walls. She moved slightly, almost pulling away in her sleep, but a quiet command made her stop.
“Shh. Hold on, Sadayo. Stay still for your Master.” She seemed to hesitate, before she obeyed, remaining still for her Master.
He grinned, and he began to finger her faster. In and out. He picked up speed, before he began to push two fingers into her. She moaned, but she kept still, as if her sleeping mind was programmed to obey his commands, even in her sleep.
She continued to moan, before she let out a small yelp, gasping as three fingers began to push into her. He pushed all three fingers deeper into her, until he was able to rub her clit with his thumb. Sadayo let out a quiet mewling gasp, before she began to move her hips.
The gorgeous woman was trying to move her hips in time with his thrusts. Even with her timing off, her efforts drove Akira to keep finger fucking her. Just seeing her want him so badly… God, he loved her.
Akira kept fingering her for a few more minutes, before he stopped. Sadayo whined under him, but he just smiled as he listened to her pleas.
“N-no… No,” she whined, moving her hips to try and feel his fingers fill her again. He pulled his hand away, leaving her with nothing as she continued to move herself.
He gave his fingers a lick, tasting her sweet nectar. He moaned at the taste, before he moved his body. He carefully lowered his head down between her legs, and with his hands on her thick, warm thighs, he began to lick her pussy.
His tongue flicked her clit a few times, and her breath began to quicken once more. He dragged his tongue from the bottom of her slit, slowly sliding it up her pussy, until his tongue touched her clit. He kept doing this again and again, letting his tongue taste her little clit as Sadayo clawed at his bed once more.
Her hips moved, and she rubbed her clit against his face all on her own. Her thighs pressed into the sides of his head, and she panted as his mouth pressed against her pussy. Akira felt his heart racing, just like hers.
His tongue and lips struggled to keep Sadayo satisfied and to keep up with her practically humping his face. He licked her pussy, nibbled on her pussy lips, and even drove his tongue into her. He penetrated with her nimble tongue, and he moaned at the delicious taste of her pussy.
It was so addicting. She was so addicting. She was his drug, and she sent a rush through his body, drove him to pleasure her better. His tongue slipped into her pussy, licking against the inside of her womanhood, and she let out the loudest moan yet.
Her cries were just as intoxicating. Akira’s mind raced, and he imagined pleasuring Sadayo until she was cumming again and again. He’d make her cum over a dozen times over, make her scream out for him, and leave her panting like an animal in heat. He wanted to fuck her like a beast, mate her, make her bare his children…
The young man wondered for a moment. Who dragged who into this hole of depravity? Did he pull her down, ready to act as her cushion whenever she hit the ground? Or did she make him into this horny, lustful madman? Did she corrupt him into the perfect Master for her?
Honestly? They were falling into this pit together. Akira didn’t care, though. He didn’t care how sinful or wrong it was. He had Sadayo, and she had him, and that was enough. If craving his teacher made him wrong, he’d embrace it for the rest of his life.
But right now it wasn't about him. It was about her. Honestly, he should have stopped and allowed his girlfriend the chance to finally catch her breath and relax. But her sweet voice, and the wet sound of his tongue against her cunt left him too hungry to hold back.
He tried. He really did, but her cries echoed in his mind, setting his desire on fire as he continued to lick and kiss her moist cunt. He mustered up the strength to pull his lips back away from her pussy, before he broke and dove back down, licking her pussy as Sadayo gasped and cooed.
But soon, not even that was enough to satiate the beast inside. Akira rose up, ignoring Sadayo’s whimpers as he took his clothes off. He tossed them down to the ground, and he took his cock in hand and rubbed it against her wet folds.
Precum was already dripping from his dick, but he wanted to make sure it slipped in nice for his girl. He made sure to coat his cock in her pussy juices, and she moaned in approval. Her lips smiled at him, even as her eyes remained shut.
It was like their bodies were on the same wavelength. Like her very flesh knew what he was about to do, and she eagerly awaited it, craved it. He slowly pushed his cock into her, sliding deeper into her. He moaned as every inch entered her, and her pussy squeezed tight around his shaft.
Akira played with her tits with a smile, pinching and squeeze the large breasts as she moaned, shaking from his member. He stopped right on the edge, letting her calm down and adjust, before he pushed deeper into her. Akira was acutely aware of Sadayo’s body, knowing just when to stop to keep her sleeping. It was like picking a lock. He was slow and mthodical, and victory ended up coming to him.
There was something different to going into her this slowly. All the other times, he had fucked her like made, left her cumming wildly on his shaft, but this time he was slow. Careful. He drank in every detail of her moaning face and quivering body and it felt… divine.
He kept pushing deeper and deeper, watching her body sway slightly as his dick filled her.
He only stopped when she took his entire dick into her, and he paused for a moment to just savor the victory. He had his entire cock in her, and she was still sleeping soundly.
It took every ounce of self control and will Akira had not to ram into Sadayo and fuck her like a savage beast. Her moans weren’t helping…
She was humping him, grinding her hips against his crotch as she felt his dick rub against her inner walls. “Mastah,” she moaned, her voice slurring. “Mastah… Mas-mas...ahh! Master…”
Akira moved his hips back, before pushing back into her. In and out, back and forth, and every time made Sadayo’s moans grow. He slowly began to pick up speed, fucking her at a steady pace as her legs slowly wrapped around his body.
Even asleep, her pussy tightened around his shaft, clinging to the thick rod. Her juices coated his shaft, and Akira moaned loudly as her walls closed around him. It felt so fucking good. She was so tight, and so warm, and the entire world melted away as he kept fucking her, picking up the pace as he gave into his love for her.
Akira fucked Sadayo good and hard, drinking in the image of his homeroom teacher on his cock. He’d never get tired of the sight of her beautiful body. Even asleep, Akira was driven to fuck her, to pound her pussy and rock the bed under them. Her very image was fuel to him as he held her by her hips and slammed his shaft into her.
He was getting closer and closer to cumming. He could feel his body on the edge. He was going to pump another load of cum into her, when a soft voice made him stop. He blinked, and he looked down at Sadayo as she spoke.
“I love you, M-Master…” She bit her lower lip, taking long, haggard breaths as he kept fucking her. He relented slightly, just to better hear her voice over the sounds of them fucking. “I-I love serving you, Master. It makes me so happy, and… and I need you. I love you. I love you. I love you!” she moaned loudly, a radiant, beaming smile on her face as she rode his penis.
Akira lost control right there. He slammed his entire shaft into her, and his sperm was shot right into her womb. Sadayo didn’t make a sound other than a small, quiet gasp. But Akira could see the reaction he gave her.
The way she was shaking, the way her body was convulsing, muscles spasming… She was still cumming, even in her sleep. She probably felt every bit of his semen filling her, even in her sleep.
His sperm coated the inside of her pussy, and it filled her womb once more. His seed dripped out of her cunt and onto the bed. He panted, trying to catch his breath. She was just as tired, chest rising as she breathed in and out.
Akira slowly pulled out of her, and he sat beside his exhausted lover. He watched his sperm leak out of her with a smile on his face. She was smiling, a radiant and beautiful smile. He glanced at his dick, and he noticed that it was still hard.
Once wasn’t enough, clearly… And he was starting to feel a little guilty for what he had done. Even if it was just to help Sadayo relax.
She’d probably kill him if she woke up, he thought to himself. Sadayo turned over to him in her sleep, cuddling against him as she wrapped her arms around him.
“That felt good, Master…” She muttered quietly, and Akira smiled as he leaned in closer. “I love you so much… Love you… lots.” He just chuckled, placing a hand on her head to give his sleeping maid a gentle pet.
He leaned in closer, pecking her cheek as she smiled. “I promise to make this up to you, Sadayo. Once you wake up.” She just mumbled a quiet, slurred reply. He chuckled again, and kissed her cheek as he laid beside her, holding her.
For now, he was just happy to see her happy. She was sound asleep, her mind filled with dreams of love and tranquility as she dreamed of her Master’s touch, and of her boyfriend’s loving embrace…
“Akira… I love you, Akira…”
