THE LOVE WITCH (2016) Dir. Anna Biller

THE LOVE WITCH (2016) dir. Anna Biller

kinktober | sunrise sensations - l.h.

day 6 - thigh riding | kinktober masterlist

summary: after waking up, you climb into a sleepy lewis hamilton’s lap. he might be half-asleep, but he’s aware of your needs, and helps you chase your release.

WARNINGS: 18+ content, thigh riding, morning sex, sleepy sex, light teasing, soft dom lewis hamilton.

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a/n: welcome to day 6. this event is bringing me all sorts of experiences, as this is my first time writing lewis. see you all next week for the next two fics. let me know your thoughts via reblog, comment or ask, i love hearing from you guys.

you wake up to the soft sound of lewis’ deep, steady breathing, the morning light filtering through the curtains casting a golden hue on the room. you stretch beside him, feeling the heat radiating from his body as he lay awake on his back, tattooed hand and arm draped lazily over his head.

there’s something about the quiet moments like these that make your heart race. the way his peaceful expression contrasts with the intensity of the man during the day— always pushing himself, always striving for more.

but this morning, you feel a different kind of need building inside you. you've always loved the warmth of lewis, the strength that seems to pulse just beneath the surface of his skin, even when he's at rest. and right now, in the hazy stillness of the morning, with your body craving something more, you can't resist the temptation to be closer.

you shift slightly in bed, propping yourself up on one elbow as you study his face, his features were softened due to his relaxed state. his lips were parted just enough to let his slow, rhythmic breaths escape, his eyes were fluttered closed, long eyelashes resting upon his skin. you bit your lip, the heat between your legs growing as you take in the sight of him.

quietly, you move yourself from laying with him to moving onto his body, positioning yourself so you're straddling his thigh. the movement stirs him just enough for his eyes to slowly open, his dark orbs staring down at you, flickering down to where your plush thighs captured his own. you took a deep breath before gulping, your heart racing as you pressed yourself down, the thin fabric of your underwear doing little to dull the sensation of his muscular thigh beneath you.

lewis shifts slightly, the movement sending a spark of pleasure through your core. his thigh tenses reflexively, which caused a gasp to escape from your mouth, biting your lip to hold back a moan. you noticed how the lazy smirk made its way onto his face and it was evident he did it on purpose. it worked though, it's all the encouragement you need. you roll your hips experimentally, dragging yourself against him, your breath hitching at the friction. even half-asleep, his body is attuned to you, responding in ways that drive you crazy.

he let out a low hum, his head turning slightly toward you, and his arm dropped from behind his head to rest on your hip, fingers pressing gently into your skin. it’s a simple gesture, but it's enough to let you know he's aware, letting you know he's with you, even if he's not fully awake.

"mm, what're you doin', sweetheart?" his voice is thick with sleep, gravelly and soft, but there's a hint of amusement there too. it reaffirmed that he wasn’t against this, which you had silently doubted.

you don't stop, your hips rolling again as you find a perfect rhythm— not too fast, but not too slow that it’s teasing— and the pressure against your clit sent shivers through your body. "needed you," you whisper, leaning down to brush your lips against his jawline. "you feel so good.." you told him, moaning against his warm skin when your clit pressed against his strong thigh just right.

he hummed again, his hand tightening slightly on your hip, now guiding you to ride his thigh, knowing just what you like. his thigh flexed again beneath you, giving you just the right amount of pressure, and you can't help another quiet moan that slips from your lips. even in this half-asleep state, he knows exactly what you need.

"keep goin', then," he murmured, voice still rough but laced with his own desire now. his grip on your waist grew firmer, his body enjoying waking up to the moment, to you. you had never been like this before, and it was a welcome change.

you quickened your pace, the slickness between your legs making it easy to glide against him. each movement sent a new wave of heat coursing through you, the building pleasure making your thighs tremble. you couldn’t stop the sting of whines that left you at how good it felt, the sensations starting to become a little too much. his hand slipped under your shirt, large palm splayed against the small of your back, continuing to guide you as he helped you chase your release.

the friction of his skin against your most sensitive spot was overwhelming, each roll of your hips bringing you closer to the edge that you so desperately desired. you pressed down harder, the pressure perfect as your pace grows more frantic; far from the steady pace you started with initially. your breath comes out in ragged gasps, and you can't focus on anything but the heat, the feeling of him beneath you, and the way he's letting you take what you need.

lewis’ other hand comes up, inked fingers brushing over your thigh, encouraging you without saying a word. his breathing had also changed, becoming heavier. you knew he was fully awake now, fully aware of the effect he's having on you.

"that's it," he murmured, his voice a low rumble which turned you on even further. "you're so close, aren't you love? barely been on my thigh for a few minutes and you’re already about to break,” he cooed, fingers squeezing your soft thigh, and his other hand gripped your hip tighter.

you nodded frantically in response, unable to form words as you continued to grind your hips desperately against him. you could feel the heat pooling low in your belly, the tightness building and building, the coil about to snap. it's almost unbearable. almost.

"come on, love," he whispered, his voice still husky from not being long awake. he moved to sit himself up straighter— the movement adding more friction, which you whimpered at— and moved himself so his lips were ghosting your ear. "take it, take what you need,” he told you lowly, kissing the spot just below your ear.

it’s all you needed to hear. with one final roll of your hips, you felt the tension snap, your release crashing over you in waves. your body shook, thighs trembling as you ground down against him, riding out the high. a breathless moan escaped you as you buried your face in the nape of his neck, your shaky hands gripping at his shoulders for support.

lewis’ hand rubbed soothing circles on your back, his calloused thumb traced lazy patterns on your skin as he let you come down from your high. he pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head, his lips lingering against your hair as your breathing had started to slow down to a more regular pace.

for a while, the only sound in the room was your inconsistent breathing, as the warmth of his body helped to ground you as you lay draped over him, completely spent.

"good morning to you, too," he chuckled softly, the vibration of his voice rumbling through his chest. you could feel the smile in his words, that familiar, easy confidence he always carries with him.

you lifted your head slightly to meet his gaze, your face flushed and hair tousled, but you couldn’t help but bashfully smile back at him. "sorry, I couldn't wait,” you whispered, as the shyness overtook you once more.

he grinned at you, his eyes still half-lidded with sleep, but filled with that spark you know all too well. "hey, no complaints here," he murmured, before he pulled you closer for a slow, lazy kiss which you happily reciprocated.

after pulling away, you lay rested against him, with his arms wrapped around you— you feel a sense of contentment settle over you. moments like these, when it was just the two of you, tangled up in each other, are the ones you cherished the most.