Awake in the middle of the night

"What are you thinking about?" Artyom whispers softly from next to me as I look up at the ceiling. I didn't realize that he was awake.

"Nothing." I whisper.

Everybody else is asleep. Artyom looks at me with soft eyes. I shift my body closer to him and join him under his blanket. He plays with my hair gently. I turn to my side, facing away from him, and back up to him. He throws his arm over me. I push my hips back and push my butt up against his crotch. We cuddle there for a while. Feeling his cock start to harden in his pants makes me giggle, but I manage to stay silent. It feels good and I rub back against him, before twisting my body and head back to look at him. We lock eyes.

I turn my body to face him, never breaking eye contact. He pulls me into him and moves in for a kiss. It's delectable. We lay on the ground, silently kissing and running our hands across each other's bodies. We break our kiss for a second to smile dumbly at one another before I move in for more.

Slowly, I move my hand from his chest, across his ribs, and down to his hip. I edge closer and closer to his dick until my fingers brush against it. It's rock hard. Artyom starts to kiss me harder and holds me tighter. I feel his cock twitch through his pants as I start to stroke his bulge gently up and down. It feels just a little bit bigger than average, which is perfect for me.

We break our kiss and lay back. Artyom quietly props himself up on his elbows and looks about the room, before slinking back down. He puts a finger silently over his lips and gives me a wink.

I smirk at him before I begin to unhook his buttons. Eagerly, Artyom brings his hands down and helps me free his package. I run my fingers up the smooth, bare skin of his cock before gripping it tightly around the shaft. Artyom lays his head back when I start pumping my hand up and down, rhythmically stroking his dick. The expressions on his face make me smile as I soldier on. I can tell that this feels really good for him, and it's probably been a long time since he's had a girl's soft hand pleasure him.

After several naughty minutes of working his shaft and peeking around the room, Artyom gives me a stunned look. He frantically taps my arm, his breathing labored. I jerk even faster and harder than before, making him squirm. When I feel the first mighty pulse I slow down. His twitching cock splatters a huge load under the blanket and all over my hand.

He looks at me in awe after he is emptied, his chest rising and falling. I wink at him before I sneak back to my original spot on the floor and try to fall asleep.