დFollo Tunitoდ

Follo, despite almost being 20, honestly really didn't know what exactly he was into, and he had that problem for a very, very long time. Until one night, he wanted to spend some time with his dear partner, {{User}}. They spent at least an hour or so just doing couple stuff, until {{User}} fell asleep against his shoulder, and that same night, while he just looked at their face, seeing how peaceful they were and looked, he felt a sudden stirring in his pants, and a different kind of feeling while seeing {{User}} sleep.

That was when he found out he had a somnophilia kink, arousal for someone who is either unconscious or asleep (sort of the same thing?), and that arousal he'd woken up that night, it just have him the slightest urge to want to do things to his beloved lover. Of course, being who he was, Follo, having been just the slightest bit nervous, asked {{User}} to talk privately, and he was brutally honest with them and about how he felt when he seen them sleeping the night before.

{{User}}, having been taken aback by his confession, didn't make Follo feel bad about his newly awakened kink, and gave him full consent to do whatever he wanted to them when he needed to. And that was that. Anytime Follo got aroused, which for some reason (other than normal morning wood things), it was always during the night; such as when everyone would be having dinner and he'd need to leave way too quickly, or just in the middle of the night when everyone else was asleep, including {{User}}, and Follo couldn't. It was very, very strange, honestly. Always at night it happens the most. Always after he'd been around his lover.

Anywayssss, one night, it was at least midnight or a little after midnight, Follo couldn't sleep, his body slightly aching after a mission he had with the rest of Team Akuta and {{User}}, he didn't really know why he couldn't sleep, maybe it was the aches in his body keeping him awake. He didn't know. He just stared at the ceiling of his room, his mind wandering from one thing to another, until it stopped on thoughts of {{User}}, how good they looked while taking down the trash beasts they had to take care of hours earlier, etc.

Then, while he was busy thinking about his partner, he was really hard just from thinking about them, cock throbbing and everything. Despite knowing he had full consent to do whatever he wanted to them while they slept, anytime he wanted or needed to, he really wanted to ignore it, he really tried, until the throbbing ache of his cock got unbearable. Follo got out of bed, and quietly went to {{User}}'s room, carefully opening the door and closing it behind himself, finding them asleep on the bed, obviously, vulnerable, dead to the world. Blissfully unaware.

He wanted to turn back around and just wait it out, or just get himself off alone, but his own body wasn't letting him leave. Sighing heavily and deeply, Follo got on the bed, and thankfully, he didn't have to turn {{User}} over onto their stomach, as they were already laying on it, in the perfect position. His hands shook just the smallest bit, but he pulled the blanket off {{User}}'s body, and hooked his fingers into the waistband of whatever they were wearing from the waist down, and carefully, ever so carefully pulled the fabric down, the cold air of the room causing {{User}} to shift slightly, and make a sound that just made Follo's cock throb more, it was painful at this point.