Archive of Our Own

you stretch your arm to the side, wanting to snuggle close to him, yet are met with the coldness of the mattress. you frown, groaning as you swing your legs over the bed. the floor is cold, and you fumble around in the dark until you feel your robe. sleepily, you drape it over your shoulders and tie it around your waist, then head downstairs to his office, where you know he’ll be.

“it’s late, coryo, come to bed,” you mumble, eyes barely opened.

“not just yet, darlin’. I need to finish this,” he says, not looking up at you. “promise I’ll go when I’m done.”

“you always say that, and you never do,” you pout. “I always find you sleeping on the desk.”

“go back to bed, darlin’, you’ll catch a cold.”

“coryo, please . you need to rest.”

his blue eyes, adorned with dark circles, finally meet yours. “y/n…” he sighs. “I really need to finish this.”

“and you really need to sleep,” you counter. “please, coryo, come to bed. I miss you.” you walk over to him and cup his face. “please?”

coriolanus sighs again, gently pushing you away. “I’m almost done, I promise. go back up, darlin’. I’ll be with you in no-time.”

a more aggressive attack is due. while he’s not looking, you untie the knot on your robe and let it fall to the floor. “well… can’t say I didn’t try. it’s your loss, baby,” you shrug.

“hmm? what is, darlin’?” he hums, looking back up at you. “ oh ,” he gulps. “baby, that’s not fair…!”

“you know what you have to do,” you shrug again, bending down to pick up your robe. “I won’t be waiting forever, you know. this is a limited-time offer.”

he grunts, and you can hear him setting his things on the desk. “you drive me crazy, y/n.” he turns off the lamp and stands up.

“I know,” you giggle seductively. “comin’, then?”

“oh, you bet .”

“good.”

you walk upstairs, swaying your hips. he trails after you like a lovesick puppy, eyes fixed on your behind, and he occasionally slaps it. you giggle again, stepping inside the bedroom. you toss your robe to the floor and hop back to bed. coriolanus easily gets rid of his clothes, save for his underwear. he crawls between your legs, eagerly waiting for your confirmation.

“what’re you doing there, baby?”

he stammers adorably, trying to come up with an excuse as his cheeks heat up. “oh, well, I… I thought you… I mean, that we…”

“what, baby? you really expected to get laid now?”

“well, I… yes,” he nods.

“how adorable,” you gush. “but it’s too late now, baby, I’m tired.”

“darlin’, please? I’ll be quick.”

“aw, look who’s begging now.”

“you can’t leave me like this…” he pouts. “I’m so hard for you, baby… need you…”

“"do you, now?”

“yes. please, baby, just let me feel you.”

“hm.” you pause, thinking about it. “I can offer to cockwarm you, but that’s all.”

“yes!” he nods eagerly. “yes, that’ll do. please , darlin’, let me.”

“but you won’t do anything else, right?”

“promise.”

“you will let me sleep, yeah?”

“yes, yes.”

“good,” you smirk. “can I?” you hum, gesturing to his underwear.

“ please .”

“thank you,” you grin, easily sliding them down his legs. “oh, so needy, aren’t you? there, there,” you coo, gently stroking his cock, “I’ll help you.”

coriolanus whimpers. “don’t tease me, darlin’, please… you did that already.”

“I know, baby. won’t happen again. you wanna do the honors?”

“oh, can I?” he asks eagerly. “yes, please.”

“go ahead, coryo. be my guest.”

he nods, aligning himself with your entrance. “thank you, baby, thank you…” he mumbles and slides himself inside of you. “fuck…” he groans. “so warm an’ ready.”

you moan, throwing your head back a little. “that’s right, baby.”

“shit, darlin’. keep that up, an’ you’ll make me regret agreeing to keep still.”

“sorry,” you giggle, clearly not sorry at all. “let’s go to sleep now, yeah?”

“mhm,” he nods again, closing his eyes. “can we do this every day…?” he mumbles, drifting off to sleep.

“what, me motivate you to come to bed and not stay up late?”

“yeah.”

“sure, we can do that,” you grin, snuggling close to him.

finally, a good night’s sleep. perhaps you should do this every day.