Noa masturbates while Reese is asleep. Reese wakes up and helps her out.

Reese faded in and out of sleep, a boat against a shore, borne back again and again by the sound of Noa's breathing, by the warmth radiating from her thighs and stomach.

Early into their slumber they'd awoken to find Noa on her phone, using her other hand to play with their hair. She smiled softly as their eyes fluttered open. "Hi, cutie," she said softly, running her nails along their scalp. "You okay?"

Reese nuzzled her arm, kissed it. They nodded, too tired to speak.

"Here," Noa whispered. She rolled onto her back and stretched her arm out, inviting Reese curl up next to her. They did, scooting forward and resting their head on her shoulder. She curled her arm around them, holding them close, and stroked their back. "Better?"

They nodded and rested their arm across Noa's stomach. Reese blushed; they couldn't stop nuzzling her, couldn't stop planting little kisses on her shoulder and neck.

She giggled and kissed their forehead. "Get some sleep, baby." She kissed them again.

Though they'd wanted to stay awake and spend more time with her, Reese couldn't help but oblige her.

"O-oh..."

The hushed whisper cut through the thin wall of sleep. Reese stirred, reluctantly wrenching their tired eyes open. It took a moment to register what they saw, half-asleep as they were, but the instant it hit them a scarlet band spread across their cheeks. Oh...

No ambiguity whatsoever: Noa was masturbating. She was still on her back, though she'd slipped her arm out from under Reese so she could stick it between her legs. Her left leg was drawn up enough to obscure her hand with her thigh; her right was hiked up slightly, foot arched so her toes dug into the fitted sheet.

Little ragged gasps escaped their lover's lips, which was impressive given they were currently wrapped around her nipple. True to her confession the night before ("When I masturbate, I can't cum unless I'm sucking my tits") Noa eagerly sucked her own breast, squeezing and caressing its underside, occasionally releasing it so she could flick her tongue against the tip of her nipple. Her eyes were closed; she had no way of knowing Reese was awake. So it was doubly sexy to watch her worship her own breast, whimpering at her own arousal, joyously exploring herself.

Her left leg curled higher, dragging her toes along Reese's leg. She kept stroking them with her foot, as if she wanted to maintain contact with them despite being so wrapped up in herself. Something about this minor contact made Reese flush with arousal.

They didn't mean to do it. It just slipped out. A clipped little gasp, a stifled utterance, a hot "oh" that died on their breath.

Noa's left eye opened and fixed on Reese. She blushed and involuntarily swallowed. "O-oh," she whispered, letting her nipple slip from her lips though it still hovered in reach of her tongue, "baby... umm..."

Reese looked up at her and flashed a lazy, "I'm still kind of in dreamland" smile, before biting their lower lip and scooting down.

Noa stopped playing with herself and watched Reese scoot down her body. They rolled partly over her leg, taking care to not bring their full weight down upon it, and reached toward her unattended breast. "Oh... baby, you..." The remainder died on her lips as Reese closed their eyes and took her nipple between their lips. Noa gasped. "Reese...!" Their name was a full-body chill. Their name was music.

Reese began suckling in earnest. A long, breezy sigh issued from Noa's throat. She locked eyes with them, offered a wisp of a smile, and licked her lips. Reese felt weak: though they'd fallen asleep spent and exhausted, though they'd just woken up... they wanted her. The thought solidified in their mind as Noa closed her eyes and resumed sucking her nipple. She shifted her leg beneath Reese; they lifted themself up so she could wrap it around their lower back.

Noa moaned lewdly into her breast as she and Reese suckled in tandem. Reese snaked their hand between her legs and ran their fingers along the back of her hand. They teased her knuckles, her wrist, as she masturbated, content to let her pleasure herself.

They had no idea what time it was. Time didn't exist. All that mattered was now.

"Reese..." Noa purred. They looked up and saw her resting her head against her breast. "Baby..." She lazily swirled her tongue around her nipple, bringing renewed vigor to the ever-present blush.

Reese lazily blinked, smiling as much as they could with Noa's nipple between their lips. God, she tasted so good... she felt so welcome in their mouth...

"Reese..."