Those nanobots do great work, but sleep is so good

You don't need to sleep, true. The nanobots throughout your body can repair the damage and fatigue that accumulates from prolonged activity easily enough. You seldom exert yourself as much as you have since getting to the Watchtower though. Your body decides to let you sleep, deep and undisturbed, for several hours.

You come awake gradually. As if stumbling out of a fog, the sleep dissipates and you slowly become aware of your own body again. A warm, soft something on your chest. That'll be Raven's head, you can remember cuddling up before you dozed off. The other feeling though, that was harder to explain. You can feel yourself rock hard again. You can't remember your dreams, but apparently they were pleasant enough. You feel a rising tide of pleasure from your crotch.

You open your eyes to see Raven's head partially blocking your view, but beyond that, a redhead slowly swallowing your cock. It feels wonderful, however you are concerned about how long this has been going on. It feels like your body is ready to blow another load. The redhead notices that you've woken up and smiles around your penis, which sounds disconcerting but feels transcendent. It takes you a second, but then you place her. It's Starfire. An alien princess is lying between your knees giving you a blow job. Part of you is somehow detached enough to offer up that this made sense, what with Starfire and Raven being such close friends. You could hardly know one for long without meeting the other. The rest of you clenches your hands on the sheets, trying to constrain the rest of your movement least you wake the woman sleeping on your chest.

Starfire looks up, dragging her lips from your penis slowly enough that you have to fight to keep your hips from spasming forward in an effort to keep yourself buried in her mouth. She doesn't leave you hanging for long though. One of her hands takes the place of her mouth as she looks at you curiously. "Hello new friend Shadow," she says brightly. If you had more blood in your head the juxtaposition of her actions and words would be absurd. As it stands, you are speeding rapidly towards an orgasm held in the softness of her grip. The only conscious thought in your head is one about hoping you can stay friends for a long time.