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It was late, maybe past 12, and you were spending the night in Nyon's bunk. You had his head flush on your chest, and his arms wrapped up around your waist in a clinging manner. Nyon was aware you were already asleep, and for that reason tried to stay as still as possible as not to bother you, while still enjoying the comforting position immensely. He felt blissfully drowsy, with no rush to run to unconsciousness.
While he slowly drifted to sleep, he felt you shift in his arms, making a grunt of effort, and suddenly a harsh shove of your knee to his stomach aroused him with a start. For a few solid minutes he clutched his midriff with an arm ripped from your waist, and just silently experienced the initial shock. That gave way to white pain. A groan slipped from his throat as he curled inward, and therefore closer to you.
He could feel himself getting excited. This was such an unexpected delight for him, it was difficult to keep it under wraps. For the time being, he just let the numb pain seep out, leaving behind a dull, gentle ache just under the skin. He forced himself to breathe evenly, slowly brought his arm back to your side, and buried his flushed face in your chest, despite knowing you can't see him. It took him a bit longer to get to sleep after that, but eventually he settled into a vague pleasant state.