Sleep Sans Novels & Stories

AMON: “No buts. Docto​r’s orders. Go to sleep. When y‍ou w⁠ake up, w‍e’ll still be‍ here. The cancer will s‍till be​ i​n remission. Nothi​ng will fall apart in‍ t‍he next few hours.” ‌[SARAH wants to⁠ a​rgue, but exhaustion wins⁠. S​he kisses‌ each​ child‍, then drags herself to the bedroom. W‍it‌hin minut⁠es, she’s asleep—deep, dre‌amle‍ss‌ sle⁠ep born of comple‍te exh⁠austion​.]

Please, let me sleep. ~~~~

I’ve always preferred taking Restoril as they not only help to fall asleep but also stay in the same state for as long as it is required. I swallowed a pill without any water. What if you die in your sleep tonight? Dude shut up! How do you know that there are no dead souls lingering in the air? Pills won’t work if you don’t shut up. The last one, maybe there's a way you could contact Jenny? I mean people tell all kinds of stories about connecting to your twin. I strived to tackle my thoughts. My subconscious won’t shut up.

"I’d spill it! I’d frolic with it!" "SUGGESTION 3: SLEEP," he added, his voice lowering to a near-whisper. "YOUR EYES SHOW FATIGUE. THIS IS... CONCERNING." "Sleep?" Amara stared at him. "On a Saturday? While the world is free?!" She stood, pacing again. "Sleep is for people who know who they are! I don’t even know if I’m Amara or Selene" She stopped before the mirror. "Look at me! I’m wearing silk pajamas at 9:23 AM! I’m unhinged!"

he said with confidence. “You won’t be receiving anything. I never wrote one even if something already happened between them.” I yawned. “What time is it?” “It’s four o’clock in the morning. “Four o’clock?” And we were only talking? That was almost unbelievable. “You should sleep now. You still will be working.” He rolled and was already facing me. Smiling, he said, “Can we stay like this?” “Like what? Sleeping late? There are a lot of negative effects of lack of sleep. High blood pressure. Diabetes—”

The earned sleep. The sleep of a long task set down at the end.

Just human. "Breathe," he said. When anxiety spiked. When control instinct surged. "Just breathe. You're safe. Pack is safe. Everything is handled. You don't need to do anything. Just breathe. Just be. Just rest." I breathed. Focused on breathing. On Thorne's heartbeat. On bond's warmth. On present moment. On just being. Slowly. Gradually. Something loosened. Something let go. Something released. And I slept. Really slept. Deep sleep. Dreamless sleep. Restorative sleep. First real sleep in weeks. Maybe months.

It always shattered when he least expected it. The following night, exhaustion finally forced him from the room. Travian had drifted into a shallow sleep, his chest rising and falling with fragile consistency, and Soren convinced himself he could spare ten minutes. Just long enough to get caffeine, enough to keep his eyes open when the weight of days threatened to drag them shut.

Kinks: Sleepy sex, somnophilia (consensual), edging, soft domination The room was bathed in shadows, the only light coming from the dim streetlamp outside, casting faint lines across the bedspread. Everything else was quiet, wrapped in a calm so thick it felt almost alive. She lay on the soft mattress, her body still and warm beneath the thin cotton sheet. The vibrator hummed softly between her thighs, its steady pulse a gentle reminder of the pleasure lingering just beneath the surface of sleep.

"I ---- " "Don't say another word. You waltz in here at this late hour, reeking of alcohol. I had to give excuses to my parents about your absence." She was practically shouting then. I deliberately said nothing because I didn't want to unleash all my pent up emotions on her. I also didn't have time for her tantrums either, I was just so damn tired and needed to sleep. I stood up, removed my clothes and took a shower. The warm bath made me feel sleepy, so I laid down on the bed. As I was drifting off to sleep, I heard soft sobs coming from her and soothing fingers on my back. I struggled to stay awake, but my eye lids were not having it.