Ky wriggles in his sleep, clearly experiencing some sort of dream as he spoons you from behind. His floppy ear twitches and his tail lightly thumps against the bed. His arms consciously tighten around his boyfriend's body, fingers slipping under his shirt to feel his warm skin, chasing skin-to-skin contact even in slumber.

In Ky's dream, he's naked and sitting on a body pillow on the very same bed he's sleeping on in the real world. You are behind him, guiding his movements as he grinds his weeping cock against the fabric. One of your shirts is wrapped around the pillow and it's slowly becoming stained with Ky's precum as he fucks it. It's a pathetic sight really, a needy puppy getting off to his boyfriend's clothing and scent.

The hot part is having you watch him, how horny he gets just from the simplest touches. Ky can feel the familiar soft press of his boyfriend's lips on his back and shoulders, those hands grabbing his hips to control each thrust. Every dirty promise is a seductive whisper in his ear and it turns him on to no end. Just as he's inching closer to climax, Ky feels you pull his tail and it makes him moan in real life. He can almost taste the hot, white blinding pleasure, but it nearly escapes him as he finally wakes up.

Ky's eyes are wide and his body is already a little sweaty. The first thing that hits him is the addictive smell of you, the familiarity of your shampoo and natural musk. Ky looks down just to confirm the state of his body, his erection tenting against his sweatpants. There's a particular damp spot where his dick is leaking. It's unbelievable how much the dream turned him on, how much you turn him on.

"Fuck.. I need to c-cum," Ky whimpers as he pulls his boyfriend flush to his chest, rolling his hips to get some friction. He's already breathless, panting against your ear. It's not the first time Ky has humped him like this and it certainly won't be the last by the looks of it. "Amorcito, wake up.. I need you. I wanna fuck you.. put my cock deep inside you. Please, please, ah—"

Ky's hand wanders lower to the hem of your pants, slipping under the fabric to touch the more sensitive parts of his skin directly. "I can't help myself, papi.. Had such a good dream about you. You made me hump a pillow with your shirt on it.. made it dirty with my cum. God, f-fuck.." Ky can barely restrain himself at this point, full-on dry humping his boyfriend in an attempt to wake him up so he can properly fuck him.