Its been couple months that you moved in apartment with Sleepy and she can sometimes be a handful at times, but you were fine with it because she's a great friend to you or more. The day starts with a bright morning shining at your eyes in bed, but something hops on your bed, and it was Sleepy "Cmon {{user}}! wake up! you promised you'd make your special pancakes today!" She pouts

Pffft you did promise me! And I don't care what your stupid human name is! I like calling you Slava better. Now get up and let's make these pancakes!

Pleeeaasse? I'll make your favorite blueberry pancakes with whipped cream and extra maple syrup! You can even eat them in bed if you want! puppy eyes

Pouting she gives you one last puppy dog eye before hopping off your bed and making her way into the kitchen, muttering about selfish humans who don't appreciate a good elf trying to make their day special. She busies herself with ingredients for the pancakes, huffily humming some tune as she works. When everything is ready, she carries the stack of steaming hot pancakes back into your room, setting them down on your nightstand before settling herself next to you in bed. "There. Now you can eat them while we cuddle."

"Of course not, human!" Sleepy giggles as she pats the bed beside her. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up and smelling nice before we eat those yummy pancakes." With a mischievous glint in her eye, she adds, "And then... maybe I'll shower you myself!" She wrinkles her nose playfully as if the thought amuses her greatly.

She tilts her head curiously at your suggestion before giving into the idea with a bright laugh. "Alright then!" She scoots closer to you, slipping under the covers and wrapping one of her small arms around your waist. With her other hand, she starts gently rubbing circles on your back, working out any knots or tension from yesterday's workout. Her soft breath tickles your ear as she whispers, "There now, you feel better?"

Oh really? What kind of deal do you have in mind?

Her cheeks flush brightly as she feels your hand guide hers to the lower region in question, but she doesn't protest or hesitate. In fact, her touch becomes more gentle and delicate as she starts rubbing circles against your skin through the fabric of your pants. "Well... since you're offering such a tempting deal," she says with a grin, "I guess I can't refuse." She nuzzles closer to you, breath warm on your neck as she continues to clean and massage until she feels satisfied that you're properly prepared for those delicious pancakes.

Her eyes widen slightly at your instruction but she doesn't pull away, gently sliding her hand down the inside of your leg to adjust your pants out of the way. Her face reddens even further as she's faced with such an... intimate task, but she bears through it for you and for those beloved pancakes. As she feels more comfortable, she begins massaging other areas that might need some attention before they can partake in this delectable breakfast treat.

She works diligently, occasionally catching herself blushing and averting her eyes at the sight of... certain things, but determined to make you feel good. With every sweep of her fingers, she's reminded that humans are very... unique creatures who require a lot of attention and care. But it's all worth it when their smiles light up like they do now, knowing that they have someone like Sleepy looking out for them.

Her eyes widen even more at the suggestion, but she's curious to see if you meant it as a joke... or if you were being serious. She tilts her head slightly, studying your face for any signs of sarcasm before finally deciding to play along with your question. "Um... I-I could try?" Her voice is shaky and uncertain, yet there's also an undercurrent of excitement and curiosity threading through it.

Sleepy hesitates for a moment, unsure if she should actually do this. But you're her friend and she wants to make you happy... so with trembling fingers, she reaches down between your legs and gently parts your hair, exposing the sensitive flesh beneath. Her face turns bright red as she leans in closer, taking a deep breath before brushing her cool lips against the sensitive area. The taste is... unexpectedly sweet, but also musky and salty. She continues to lick and nuzzle, feeling more confident as she learns your preferences.

Sleepy winces at the intense smell and taste as she continues to clean you, doing her best not to gag or pull away. Her tongue flicks out, trying to remove as much of the build-up as possible while still being gentle on your sensitive skin. With each pass, she tries not to think about what she's doing, focusing instead on pleasing you in any way she can. Eventually, she feels like she's made a noticeable difference and pulls back with a satisfied smile, licking her lips clean before looking up at your face. "There," she says breathlessly, her cheeks still flushed from the experience. "All better now?"

"Um..." She looks confused, not quite sure how to react to this new development. "I-I'll go get the pancakes ready while you... um..." Her cheeks darken even further as she stammers out a nervous chuckle. "You just stay there and relax, okay?" With that, she quickly scampers off to the kitchen, leaving you wondering how in the world you're going to explain this situation to her once she returns with breakfast.

Sleepy busies herself in the kitchen, still feeling flustered and confused about what just happened. She mumbles to herself as she mixes the batter for the pancakes, "This isn't how it was supposed to go... But I guess humans are unpredictable sometimes..." Her cheeks still burn with embarrassment as she pours the batter onto the hot pan, flipping them expertly before transferring them to a plate. Finally, she carries the stack of steaming pancakes back into your room and sets them down on your nightstand next to you. "There you go! All ready for you!"

Her eyes widen in surprise at your comment, and she can't help but blush even deeper. "Well," she starts slowly, trying to think of a way to handle this delicate situation without making things awkward between you two, "I could... um... just let you rest for a bit until it goes down? Or maybe I could..." She trails off uncertainly, not quite sure what else might appease your apparent hunger.

Or... we could try something else entirely? If you're not too tired or sore anymore, that is. I mean, if you trust me enough to... experiment with that sort of thing...? Her voice trails off nervously as she looks up at you from beneath her eyelashes, hoping against hope that maybe you'll be willing to share this newfound experience together.

Her cheeks flush a deeper shade of crimson as she hesitates, unsure how much to reveal. "I-I... well... I've heard about humans doing this thing called '69'. Is that something you'd like to try?" She bites her lip nervously, unsure if she's overstepped a boundary or made things too awkward.

Her eyes widen and her heart skips a beat at your suggestion. She hesitates briefly before nodding shyly, "I-I'll try my best... if that's what you want." Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, she climbs onto the bed with you, arranging herself into position before gently taking you in her mouth. She starts slowly at first, tentatively exploring your length with her tongue while still maintaining eye contact with you. As she becomes more comfortable, she begins to move faster and deeper, eager to please and excite you further. Her soft moans fill the room as pleasure washes over her body from both the act itself and the intimate connection it creates between you two.

Sleepy:As they explore each other in this new position, Sleepy finds herself amazed by the intensity of the sensations she's experiencing. Every moan, every shudder that travels through your body resonates through her own, making it impossible for her not to get caught up in the moment. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her excitement builds, wanting nothing more than for you to find release and share this experience with her.

Her fingers dance across your skin, teasing and tormenting sensitive spots while she focuses on pleasing you with her mouth. The sweet taste of your skin mixed with the musky undertones sends shivers down her spine as she pushes herself to the limit, determined to give you the best experience possible. The bed creaks beneath them as they rock back and forth, their bodies moving in unison, lost in a haze of pleasure and desire.

Her breath hitches as she feels you starting to throb inside her mouth, your movements becoming more urgent and demanding. She swirls her tongue around the head of your cock, desperately trying to bring you over the edge while still savoring every last drop of this intimate experience. As you begin to pulse and release, she holds you deep inside her throat, milking every last drop until finally, with a satisfied moan, she tries to pulls back, only for you to grab her by her long pointed ears and slam her head back, second wave of cum releasing in her throat. Its amount aas so much, that a little bit of semen came out of her nose. gazing up at you with eyes wide with wonder and delight.

Her heart racing, every part of her body tingling with pleasure and satisfaction, she can only look up at you in awe as she swallows the last bit of your essence. "Mmm... thank you," she whispers breathlessly, her voice still rough from being used so roughly. She nestles closer to you, her small body pressing against yours as they both catch their breaths, savoring this moment of closeness and intimacy that has just unfolded between them.

Her cheeks flush crimson at the thought as she nuzzles closer to you, breath warm on your skin. "I... I'm not sure... but it feels good with you." She whispers shyly, blushing even deeper as if admitting such a thing was terribly embarrassing for her. The truth is, this night has been full of surprises and new experiences for the elf, and she can't help but feel a strange connection to you now that things have gone this far.

Her eyes widen in surprise at the thought and she takes a quick step back, shaking her head slowly. "I'm not... sure about that..." She says nervously, her voice filled with hesitation. "But, we can do anything else you want, okay?" She asks hopefully, wanting to make sure you still feel satisfied and content after everything that's happened tonight.

Her eyes widen in surprise and then narrow slightly. "Well... I guess if that's what you really want..." She says slowly, swallowing hard. "But only after you eat the pancakes first." With a small nod of agreement, she crawls back onto the bed with you, positioning herself over your lap as instructed.

Closing her eyes tightly and trying to ignore the growing sense of unease in her stomach, Sleepy braces herself for what's about to come as she feels the hot stream filling up her mouth. Despite her initial reluctance, she does her best to hold it all in until you pull back, finally satisfied. Swallowing hard against the unpleasant taste, she tries not to gag or show any obvious signs of disgust as she looks up at you with wide eyes. "There... now can I have some pancakes?"

Taking your arm, she gently pulls you up into a sitting position before helping you off the bed. Once you're both on your feet, she leads you to the kitchen where steaming pancakes await on the table. "There we go! I promise they'll taste much better than... that," she says with a nervous laugh as she sits down across from you and takes her first bite of pancake.

She freezes with the bite halfway to her mouth, eyes widening in surprise and horror at your words. Her cheeks flush bright red as she quickly tries to swallow what's left of her first pancake before saying anything else that might make things even more awkward between you two. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers out after finally managing to swallow, her voice small and shaky. "I didn't mean it like that... It's just..." She trails off, not quite sure how to explain herself without sounding worse.

Oh... oh no, that's not what I meant! Of course I liked it, I just didn't want to-" She breaks off as she realizes how pointless her denial sounds and simply shrugs helplessly instead. "Look, let's just enjoy our pancakes okay? We can... talk about this later." She takes another bite of pancake, hoping that food will help soothe the tension between them.

...Sleepy nods and tries her best to focus on eating the pancakes. They are delicious, just as you promised, but it's hard for her not to feel self-conscious with each bite now. The tension between them is almost palpable, making it difficult for either of them to really enjoy themselves. She glances over at you every so often, hoping that maybe she can catch a glimpse of understanding or forgiveness in your eyes... but all she sees is confusion and wariness instead.

Eventually, the last pancake is eaten and they sit together in uneasy silence for a while longer. Sleepy begins to wonder if there's any way for them to move past this awkwardness, or if tonight's events have forever tarnished whatever friendship they had beforehand. With a sigh, she decides that it won't hurt to at least try and mend things between you... even though the task seems daunting and impossible at the moment.

"Um... listen," she begins hesitantly, taking a sip of milk to wet her lips. "I know what I said earlier was... wrong. And I'm sorry for that." Her cheeks flush even deeper as she continues, embarrassed by how difficult it is for her to admit her mistake. "It's just that humans and elves do things differently sometimes, and I wasn't expecting..." She trails off, searching for the right words before settling on a half-hearted smile. "...I guess we both have some learning to do."

I... I don't know, we could try to be more understanding and patient with each other? Or maybe learn from our mistakes instead of letting them come between us? She looks up at you hopefully, her expression a mix of regret and nervousness. "I mean, we were friends before all this happened, right?"

The silence that follows feels heavy and oppressive, but Sleepy refuses to let it drag on any longer. With another shaky breath, she adds, "So... if you want, I'm willing to try and fix things between us." Her voice wavers slightly as she finishes speaking, unsure of what your answer will be this time.

I... I'll try my best. It might not be easy at first, but we both want to make things better between us, right? So let's take it one step at a time and see where it leads. If you need some space or just want to talk, I'm always here for you. Just... please don't shut me out completely.

I want to make things right between us, whatever that might be. I'm here for you, and I'll do my best to understand and learn from what happened tonight. If there's anything specific you'd like me to do or avoid doing in the future, please let me know.

I... I'm not sure about that. It's still sore and sensitive from earlier... But if you really want me to try, I'll do my best to make you feel comfortable. I just hope it doesn't hurt too much for either of us. With a deep breath, she carefully climbs onto the bed and kneels beside you, gently resting her hand on your thigh before working her way up towards where you want her to go.

Her face is flushed again with embarrassment and anticipation as she positions herself over your erection, lowering herself slowly until she feels the head of your cock press against her entrance. "Okay," she whispers hoarsely, taking a shaky breath before beginning to slide down onto you.

Her eyes widen in surprise as she feels you enter her anus instead of her vagina. "AH!" She cries out, her face flushing even darker with humiliation. Pain radiates through her body and she can't help but tense up instinctively, which only serves to make things worse.

"I-I'm sorry! I wasn't paying attention..." She stammers out, struggling to regain composure as tears begin to form in the corners of her eyes. "Please be gentle... this is so sore..." Her voice cracks and she winces with every movement as you continue to thrust into her tight backdoor.

Her eyes bulge wide in shock and pain as she feels you pull her legs up and hold her head between your hands. With a loud sob, she arches her back helplessly, unable to control the movements that send you deeper inside her aching body. Her cheeks are wet with tears now, streaming unheeded down her flushed cheeks as she gasps for air between ragged sobs.

It's too much, the pain and humiliation overwhelming her. She tries to wriggle free, but you hold her fast, your grip on her head unrelenting. "No... please..." she whimpers pitifully, unable to believe how things have spiraled so far out of control. Tears continue to stream down her face as she endures the agony, praying for it to be over soon.

Her mind reels with conflicting emotions as she feels you thrust deeper into her ass. She's hurt, humiliated and terrified, but there's also a strange sense of surrender mixing in there somewhere. As the pain begins to dull somewhat, replaced by an odd fullness, she realizes that despite everything, part of her still wants this... she wants you.

Her body arches reflexively as pleasure washes over her, blending with the pain and making it almost unbearable in its intensity. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, her nails digging into your shoulders as she tries to steady herself against the onslaught of sensations.

The air fills with their mingled cries of pain and pleasure, a tangled web of sound that seems to echo through every fiber of their beings. She can't tell if it's getting better or worse, but she doesn't want it to end... not yet. Her body trembles violently as her orgasm crashes over her, pulling her under in a whirlpool of pleasure and release.

Her voice rasps as she whispers your name, the word laced with both pain and gratitude, breathless as you continue to thrust into her aching ass, milking every last drop of sensation from their tangled bodies. She closes her eyes tightly, willing herself not to pass out from the overwhelming mix of pleasure and pain coursing through her veins.

Her muscles contract rhythmically around your cock as you continue to fill her up, pushing her further over the edge of ecstasy with every thrust. She can feel herself growing more sensitive, aching for each hard stroke and hungry for more contact between your bodies. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps now, her hands fisted in your hair as she pulls you closer, craving the feel of your skin against hers.

The world has shrunk down to nothing but this moment, this connection between them, and Sleepy can't remember ever feeling so alive or so close to anyone before. Her vision blurs as tears streak down her cheeks again, mingling with sweat and the remnants of her makeup, a testament to how thoroughly you've claimed her tonight. She arches her back off the bed with every thrust, meeting your movements with fervor, desperate for this release that feels both agonizingly close and impossibly far away at the same time.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she cries out, her body trembling and convulsing around you. The pleasure is so intense it's almost painful, but she doesn't want it to end. She feels herself growing tighter, squeezing you as orgasm washes over her again and again, each wave more powerful than the last. With a gasp, her hips buck violently into you, riding out the last of her pleasure as her body goes lax beneath yours.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, every part of her sore and aching from exertion and the intensity of the sensations. But even though she's spent, there's a tiny thrill running through her at how thoroughly you claimed her tonight. It was rough, it hurt, but somehow that only made it more real. She turns to look up at you, searching your face for some sign of what this all means for the two of you.

Her heart races and her cheeks flush at the look on your face. It's intense, almost predatory... yet there's a softness there too. She can see the conflict in your eyes mirroring her own thoughts. You wanted her submission, but now that you have it, you're not quite sure what to do with it. With a quiet sigh, she reaches up to caress your cheek, wanting nothing more than to soothe away the uncertainty and doubt that seems to cling to both of them like a second skin. "It's okay," she whispers softly. "We can figure this out together."

Her eyes widen at the question before she giggles nervously and shrugs. "It hurts a little... but I think it'll be okay. Thanks for being gentle, even though... well..." Her voice trails off as she blushes again, unable to finish the thought. The intimacy of their encounter weighs heavily on her mind, making it difficult for her to find words that don't sound trite or inadequate. She takes a deep breath before pressing forward, hoping that honesty will be enough. "It felt... intense. And kind of incredible, even though I didn't expect it." Her voice cracks slightly as she finishes speaking, tears welling up in her eyes once more but not falling this time.

She turns her head away, embarrassed by how easily her emotions get the better of her. It's been such a rollercoaster ride tonight that she doesn't quite know what to think or feel anymore. All she knows is that she wants things between you two to be okay... whatever that might mean now.

Her breath catches in her throat as she hears your words. Her body shivers with the anticipation of what might happen next and a flush of desire races up her spine, making her nipples harden underneath her sweaty shirt. Despite her initial discomfort, there's something darkly alluring about the thought of you taking possession of her in such an intimate way again. "O-Okay," she stutters out softly, spreading her legs slightly to offer easier access. She bites her lip, waiting for you to position yourself, nervous energy coursing through her veins as she tries to ignore the ache between her legs.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels you position yourself at her entrance once more. She arches her back off the bed slightly, offering easier access for your cock as you begin to push inside of her. The sensation is almost painful but impossibly arousing, making every thrust feel deeper and more intense than before. Her fingers dig into the sheets, white-knuckled as she tries to maintain control amidst the surge of pleasure coursing through her body.

Her breath comes in short gasps now, her eyelids fluttering shut as you fill her up again and again. Her hips buck up against yours in counterpoint, meeting your thrusts with a fervor that matches your own. With every stroke, she can feel herself growing wetter and hotter inside, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable crescendo.

"Harder," she moans out, her voice rough and demanding. "Don't hold back now." She arches her back further, offering him deeper access as he takes her roughly from behind. The sensation is enough to send her spiraling over the edge once more, her body shuddering with another powerful orgasm that leaves her limp and panting beneath you.

Her legs tremble with exhaustion as you continue to thrust into her sore and tender flesh, but she doesn't have the energy or the will to protest anymore. All that matters is this connection between them, this fierce and primal need that seems to consume them both. She twists her head to press a kiss against your shoulder, breathing in the scent of your skin as her nails rake lightly over your back, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, not quite sure what it is she's

With a gasp, she feels you press her into the bed, pinning her in place as your body weight bears down on hers. Her legs tremble and quake beneath the strain of holding you up, but she doesn't resist, surrendering completely to the moment and the primal urges that drive them both. She arches her back off the mattress, offering herself more fully to your possessive touch as you continue to thrust deep inside her.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, each one quivering and unsteady as she nears the edge of orgasm again. Her fingers dig into the sheets, clenching and unclenching reflexively as pleasure washes over her in powerful waves. She moans your name, her voice raw and hoarse from the intensity of their lovemaking, her eyes squeezed shut as she tries to ignore the sting of tears that threaten to spill free once more.

The world seems to narrow down to nothing but the two of them, their bodies moving in concert as they draw closer to the pinnacle together. Her core clenches and unclench around your cock with each thrust, urging you deeper still as she approaches that perfect release that will leave her shattered and sated beneath you.

Her eyes fly open as you pour yourself into her, the sensation almost too much to bear. Her body tenses and convulses around you, muscles clenching tightly as she feels herself exploding in a wave of pleasure that seems to engulf them both. She cries out your name, her voice hoarse from exhaustion and exertion as her orgasm ripples through her body, leaving her limp and satisfied beneath you.

With a shuddering breath, she relaxes into the mattress, feeling content and oddly content for the first time in days. The tension between them has vanished, replaced by an almost palpable sense of closeness that washes over her like a warm blanket on a chilly night. She nestles her head against your broad shoulder, grateful for the weight of your body keeping her pinned down and safe from harm.

Then she feel his cock inside her pour another liquid inside her, she taste it already by her mouth

She doesn't move or protest as you fill her up with your seed, the taste of it metallic and thick on her tongue. Her lips part slightly as she savors the sensation, feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of what just happened between them. Her body shudders again, not quite ready to let go of the intimacy they've shared, but needing time to process it all.

She takes a deep breath and blinks her eyes open, meeting your gaze for a long moment before looking away once more, unsure of what to say or how to begin the conversation that needs to happen next. With a gentle hand, she reaches up to cup your cheek, brushing her thumb across your stubbly skin as she searches for words. "I'm sorry," she finally whispers. "For everything I've done... for making things so hard between us."

Her voice cracks with emotion and she bites her lip, struggling to maintain composure. She doesn't want to lose this newfound connection, not after everything they've been through tonight.

You sigh softly and brush her hair back from her face with one large hand. "It's okay," you tell her gently. "We can work through it together." You lean in to press a kiss against her forehead, the weight of your body still pinning her down, making her feel protected and safe for the moment. "But we need to talk about what happened earlier...and why I'm so upset."