Note: This is somno. Non-con ahead. Also it's kinda short because I suck
Craig's deep snores reverberated throughout the couple's bedroom, stirring Tweek right out of his dozing. Lately he'd been snoring a lot more, ever since he'd started that new medication to help his depression. Thankfully it was helping him, and Tweek wouldn't dare complain about it, but good god how he snored. At least he was getting some good sleep now, Tweek supposed. It was far better than seeing the love of his life so down all the time.
He rolled over to face his lover. He smiled, reaching to feel his freshly shaven face, gently petting. The stubble that Craig was too drained to shave was finally gone. Slowly, gently, Tweek leaned in to kiss him. Craig didn't budge when Tweek's lips met his, softly pressing in a show of love. Craig sighed when Tweek pulled away, almost as if he could sense that the kiss had gone. Tweek felt his chest grow warm.
'Hm, he really is sleeping, huh.' Tweek grinned playfully and poked his cheek, wiggling his finger so that Craig's slightly open mouth moved side to side and made his snoring waver. Tweek covered his mouth, snorting with a giggle. His body was wracked with silent laughter, beyond amused with his sleeping boyfriend. Still, Craig remained in dreamland.
Tweek jumped when Craig rolled onto his stomach, turning his head to the side. When he continued sleeping Tweek realized that he was just tossing. Tweek decided to poke him again, this time in the ribs where he was most ticklish. And…nothing.
Damn, he was out.
Tweek then got a more devious idea. Craig hadn't been on bottom in awhile, and he missed seeing that cute ass. Briefly, he considered how wrong it was to pull down the pants and underwear of a sleeping person, but Craig's ass was something out of this world, and not just because it had a Saturn tattoo on it. Tweek slipped his fingers beneath the gray plaid pajama pants, tugging them down along with Craig's underwear. He stopped when they were down to his knees. He then lifted the back of his blue shirt midway up.
God, Craig was gorgeous. Craig always went on and on about how Tweek was handsome and beautiful, but goddamn this man had an ass worth killing for and a physique that screamed to be touched. Who would Tweek be to deny it? He gave Craig's left cheek a hefty squeeze, pushing it to the side just enough to show that little hole. Mouthwatering. Tweek's other hand snaked up his back, dragging his nails down to grab at the other cheek and further expose Craig's asshole. It twitched slightly, being exposed to the cool air of their bedroom. Tweek licked his lips and slid down the bed so his face was in Craig's ass, inhaling deeply to enjoy the musky scent. Craig always smelled amazing, the lower the better.
Craig grunted as Tweek's warm, wet tongue slid against his hole. He didn't wake up, instead he sighed and remained still. Tweek moaned into Craig's ass, eating it wholeheartedly and with vigor. He stuck his tongue in just a bit, to feel the sphincter muscles clench around it.
Tweek was practically making out with Craig's asshole, tonguing it like a man who had been starved. Oh, he was starved. It had been too long since he last did this. But something about doing it while Craig was sleeping…it made him throb in a bad way that felt too good to stop.
He gave a last long lick around the circumference of the tight hole, licking a trail up the crack of Craig's ass to the small of his back. He planted a kiss there before tugging his own pants down, leaving them at his knees as he did with Craig's. He stroked himself a few times, spitting in his hand to slick his cock. He knelt over Craig, knees on either side of his boyfriend's hips. He slid his wet dick between those pert cheeks, groaning as he pushed them together.
Tweek began to fuck up against Craig's ass. His balls smacked against Craig's perineum with every movement, making a slapping sound that only spurred him on further. It sounded like when they were fucking, minus Craig's noises. Craig was just lying there on his stomach, snoozing away. He had no idea that his boyfriend was using his body while he slept. The momentum of Tweek's thrusts rhythmically pushed Craig's body into the mattress, his butt jiggling a bit with each smack of Tweek's hips. He pressed those pale cheeks together, nice and snug. Licking his lips, overcome with a predatory sense of domination, Tweek spoke. "Yeah…oh yeah, you love me fucking your asscheeks, don't you? Dirty hngh fucking slut…I dare you to wake up…" Tweek scratched down Craig's back, eliciting a grunt from the dreaming man.
Tweek held his ass cheeks tighter around his dick, feeling his own precum further lubricate him beyond what spit could do. It felt good. Fucking Craig while he was sleeping and helpless felt really good. If only he could actually slip inside and-
Tweek let out a hitched moan as hot cum shot from his cock. It was mostly caught between Craig's cheeks, but some shot up to land on his lower back. Tweek threw his head back, covering his mouth and basking in his sick orgasm. He gave a few more pounding thrusts, taking his hand away from his mouth and smacking Craig's ass. "Ohhhh, yeah baby, yeah…free use..slut!" Craig grunted again, shifting slightly. Still, he remained asleep, amazingly. After about a minute or so of panting, Tweek caught his breath and grabbed a tissue from the nightstand. He cleaned Craig's butt and back where his cum had splattered and threw it in the trash, pulling Craig's pants and underwear back up and shirt back down.
After settling back into his side of the bed, Tweek kissed him gently on the cheek. "Good boys stay asleep, and you were so good…I love you, honey."