~NSFW~ 17 tomorrow does not mean adult today. Goodbye minors :]
Word count: 1.1k
Warnings: afab, accidental phone sex, bondage, dumbification, praise, tiny smidge humiliation (like a 1 sentence ish), unedited, Sapnap shows up for like 1 second, let me know if there is anything else,
~A/n~ not... my greatest work, but there’s just a lot going on. I know i shouldn’t let that translate into my work so i apologise for that. Also dom karl? for some reason one of the hardest things i’ve ever written
Karl didn't seem like it but he could be a mean dom sometimes. You just had to know what buttons to push. Today you sat in the background of his and Sapnap's stream. The games were long over and the two were just talking. It was peaceful. So naturally you had to mix things up.
"Karl," you hummed.
He turned in his chair slightly and caught the thing you threw. When he realized what it was his cheeks flushed. Earlier this week you had bought this bunny that had extendable ears. It was meant to tie someone up. You could hear Sapnap's voice distantly as a question. "Yes it is," Karl quietly confirmed, glancing at you. Non-threatening to anyone else but you knew what it meant. You came closer hearing Sapnap's roaring laughter.
"(Y/n)," he said your name as you appeared in the frame. Karl reluctantly handed the headset to you, knowing you were going to cause more trouble. "So who ties who up? I bet it's you tying him right?" You looked over at Karl who shook his head. "Yep it is. Call him my dumb little bunny," that did it. You watched something snap in Karl's glance. You were in for it. Slowly he reached over grabbing the headset.
"Hey we're gonna go ahead ago eat dinner so we'll talk to you later," Karl smiled, waving goodbye. "Sure," Sapnap said. Karl clicked end call with the mouse and took the headset off. "So," he turned to you. "I'm the dumb bunny?" Karl hummed softly. You laughed nervously. "Well yes, no. I only meant-" "get on the bed," you shut your mouth and headed over Karl in pursuit. "Since I'm the dumb bunny, you have to take care of me," he smiled getting undressed. All that was left on him was his sweater. Karl laid down on the bed stroking himself slowly.
"Go on then, take care of your bunny," he said sweetly but you knew it wasn't that way.
You leaned down bringing your lips to the tip, kissing it softly before taking him into your mouth. Karl groaned, black painted nails tangling into your hair. He thrusted gently into your mouth. "So good for me," Karl sighed. He listened to the slight wet choking noises you made, relishing in the way your throat constricted around him. A pleasured gasp left him as he felt your teeth slightly graze against him followed by your tongue.
"Gonna cum," he whimpered. You felt Karl's cock twitch in your mouth before he came down your throat. He gently pulled you off seeing you had swallowed it all. "Good bunny," Karl murmured. "So good for me," he praised. His fingers grasped your clothes that you were still wearing, tugging lightly. "Off," slowly you removed your clothing, enjoying the way his eyes soaked up every inch of your skin. Karl pulled you closer, switching your positions. As soon as you were under him you felt his lips brushing against your neck. Hot fire erupting everywhere he touched. His hand trailed down circling your clit once before moving down to slowly ease a finger in you.
He claimed you as his own, leaving dark marks across the span of your shoulders and chest. Karl added more fingers, skillfully curling and trusting into you. It was intoxicating. He was completely addicted to the way you sounded. Moans dripping sweet sugar, in his ear. Karl loved picking you apart, watching you crumble beneath him with a few strokes of a finger. You sounded heavenly all because of him. You were so close to cumming, your noises becoming louder. Your hands had begun to wander however, moving towards him. Karl grabbed them, putting them above your head.
"Stay still for me bunny," when you didn't listen like he suspected you would, he leaned over grabbing the bunny you threw earlier. Karl removed his fingers from you and extended the ears, tying them prettily around your arms and wrists. He gripped your hips pulling you down to him slightly. "Gonna make you feel so good," he murmured softly, hands moving to your thighs.
Slowly Karl pushed in, spreading your legs more. You tried to shove your hips down but his hands stopped you, grasping your tighter. You whimpered and stopped moving. His blue eyes flashing dangerously to you for a moment. He mumbled something as he finally bottomed out but you didn't hear him. Karl groaned softly, feeling how nicely you wrapped around him. His thrusts started off slow, filling you up nicely. Sounds of pleasure fell from both of your lips. Karl sped up, your fingers pulling at the restraints."K-karl, please harder," he complied with your request, pistoning in and out of you.
As soon as he brushed against it he focused on that one spot that made you see stars. Every time he thrusted, you felt your eyes rolling farther back into your head. His hands dug into your hips pulling you impossibly closer. You squirmed and wiggled in the hold of the bunny ears. Karl just smiled softly before speeding up. You still had a lesson to learn. Your eyes were unfocused, whimpers and moans being the only thing you could manage. He slowed down his thrusts, leaning down to your ear.
"who's the dumb bunny now sweetheart? Drooling all over yourself, making such a mess," you whined in response.
"Look at you. Trembling beneath me," it was true you were shaking beneath him, both from the overwhelming pleasure you felt and how close you were to cumming. Karl kept his pace slow, feeling you clench around him. He wanted to drag it out for a few moments more.
"Wanna cum bunny?" Karl asked, snapping his hips once during his slow pace. "Yes, yes, please," your hips practically jolted as he thumbed your sensitive clit. "Go ahead," you tried to bite back a moan as you came around him. Karl's hugs stuttered.
He had been close too. You felt his cum fill you. He laid over you, both of you catching your breath. Karl undid the bunny ears gently. Distantly you could hear a faint sound from Karl's desk, it almost sounded like a moan. "Karl?" Slowly he pulled out of you, the creamy mess he made dripping onto the sheets below. He shifted over to his desk. His already flushed face turned darker before unplugging his headset.
"try actually leaving next time, instead of turning your camera on," Sapnap's voice came from the monitor.
He shifted closer to the mic, getting louder. "If I get my hands on that rabbit when I fly out I'll fuck both of you," Sapnap said before hanging up. You both blushed trying to process what he said. Sapnap was supposed to be here tomorrow...
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ c!jschlatt x female reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ cn: hard narcotics, use of cocaine, age gap relationship, making out high, sexual innuendos, cursing, and mentions of snuggling illegal drugs
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ i literally dont know what genre of writing this is lol
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ you were sat on schlatts lap, looking pretty while he did paper work until quackity walks in with “the special” and you guys decide to have a little fun.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ side note: this is pure fiction and is souly inspired by lana del reys song “florida kilos”. please do not do illegal drugs, this is fiction. not real.
he was 36 with a son named tubbo.
you were his doll, his crazy but yet so innocent 20’s
you were known as the Marilyn Monroe and JFK of manberg, why not his wife ? because you were the other woman. sad; sure. but you loved president schlatt and his son although no one knows whos his mom.
no one understood why you loved schlatt so much, not even schlatt himself understood. the nation mostly hated him, he was destructive, insane, cold, and a drunk. you loved that about him though.
he was like a fire in california and you just ignited it. the adrenaline he made you feel at national parties thrown in manberg whenever he wanted was addicting and for him; he loved you because you were young, wild, and stunning. he loved how you sat on his lap, letting him feel you up while he did work and smoked a cigar.
today was one of those days.
you walked in black stilettos that were gifted to you by schlatt with white sundress with cherries printed on it and your rosary that had a “s” charm on it. you take a deep breath before opening the door to his office. you saw your man in all his proud glory, red tie and black suit with beautiful horns.
“ah doll, you made it !” he says with with a grin while putting down the phone “cmere girl” he says while spreading his legs and patting his lap. you hang ur bag on the coat hanger next to his front door before strutting yourself over to sit on his lap. he engulfs you into a hug “mmm” he hums in content as he takes a whiff of his favorite perfume; cognac lilac. you giggle as you playfully tug on one of his horns “so what are you working on?” you question as you look at the mess of paperwork on his table “reports of the chaos tommy and tubbo are doing” he says in an unamused tone before taking a swing of his whiskey.
you took the whiskey from his hand with a smile and took a sip. schlatt admires his girl on his lap for a bit before being interrupted by his right hand man; quackity.
“sorry for interrupting your groping sesh but i got your special, schlatt.” quackity says with an obnoxious smirk causing schlatt to chuckle with a roll of his eyes. you bite your lip in excitement as quackity brings the white envelope “have fun” he says before swinging the grand door closed.
you open the envelope to reveal tiny individual baggies with 10 grams of coke in each one “holy fuck” you say, amazed “all for us, baby” schlatt says with a smirk.
“lets fuck high” is the last thing he said sober.
𝗜 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗱𝗻𝗳 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘄-𝗸𝗲𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁. 𝗜𝘁’𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲’𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗼 𝗵𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁, 𝗶𝗱𝗸. 𝗔𝗻𝘆𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀, 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲’𝘀 𝗮 𝗙𝗶𝗰𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝘁𝗿𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿. 𝗜𝘁’𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮 𝗰𝘂𝘁𝗲 𝗻𝗴𝗹.
George, Dream and Sapnap decide they want to try and fuck the same fleshlight together, you know… bros being bros.
IRL!Dream x IRL!George x IRL!Sapnap
//contains: fleshlight, bros being bros, sexual tension, denial, sexual tension, name ban, group cum (lmao)
“This is a stupid idea.” George grumbled, watching as Dream unbuckled his pants. “We’re not going to fit.”
“It’s going to work, idiot.” The Floridian smiled, turning away to check how hard he was. After a moment he sighed, the answer was rather underwhelming, as he was not.
“Yeah, but if it doesn’t, we’re just going to be knocking our dicks together.” George replied curtly to the insult, a little annoyed. A shirtless Sapnap smiled at him from across the room, he was currently drying off the washed fleshlight he held. You had to soak them in disinfectant and warm water to kill all of the lingering germs, and after rinsing it he was towel drying it, rather hilariously so. The fleshlight belonged to him, and so he was put in charge of idly gathering the needed supplies to prepare to do possibly the gayest thing they could.
“Hey, if worst comes to worst, we all have hands.” The Texan man laughed, nudging George as he waved the tube in his face. George recoiled, yet to even touch his clothes.
“Look, I agreed to this just to try it, if it doesn’t work I’m not jerking you off.” He said rather sternly, making Sapnap fake pout and Dream laugh. Sapnap had slung a heavy arm over him, and the brit ignored the way his heart rate doubled from nervousness. There was a very specific reason he was yet to declothe that neither Sapnap nor Dream poked at, despite its obviousness.
“Well, he never said that.” Dream kept a steady smile on his face, pretending to be looking through his closet as he stalled awkwardly.
“I’m not jerking myself off either!” He shook his head, glancing down to Dream’s cock that hung, limp. It made heat rush to his face, knowing that he was at the very least forming a semi chub while the other men were acting so casual. “Not with you two in the room anyway.”
“You’re so needlessly defensive, George.” He shook his head, turning his attention to where Sapnap was.
“Pffftt, Okay.” Dream’s shirt was pulled off over his head, landing in a pile to the left of the door. The Floridian smiled, patting George on his shoulder. “Didn’t realise people often casually rub their dicks against their friends’. I’ll keep that in mind I guess.”
“Yeah you will.” Sapnap’s eyebrows quirked, biting down on his lip as his best attempt to jokingly hit on him. The other man also smiled, waiting for George’s reaction.
“Sapnap! What does that even mean?” Dream called from where he was shoulder deep in his wardrobe, trying to find a soft towel to put underneath them. His head was turned the other way, and all he could do was lightly reprimand the other American for teasing George too much.
“Ask Punz.” Sapnap giggled, getting thrown the towel.
“l don’t think I will.” The brit watched the other two approach the bed, Dream hanging back a little.
“Well, fine.” Sapnap started, sitting down on his bed, his back to the propped up pillows. He directed a smile towards the tallest man, patting the space in front of him where the towel lay. “Dream, get your sweet ass over here.”
“What? In jeans? We’re gonna chafe.” He shook his head, approaching the youngest man further, leaving George alone near the closed door.
“Come take ‘em off me, big boy.” Fingers threaded through his belt loops, pulling the front down to show a peak of his dark pubic hair. Dream rolls his eyes, mumbling something about how they’d agreed to shave. Sapnap was quick to defend himself, saying it was trimmed well. Dream didn’t quite believe that.
“Okay, no- What the hell, Sapnap?” The tallest erupted into laughter, knees buckling as he fell down onto his bed. Sapnap laughed briefly too, tugging down his jeans before throwing them at George in a ball. The belt still in their loops swung out, the buckle threading him in the neck.
“Ow! What is wrong with you?” George cracked a smile, almost forgetting he was about to stick his dick in the same fleshlight as them. Subconsciously, he approached the bed holding the pants, tossing them back at the offending man, but Dream caught them quickly.
“Come here already, George. We’re trying to stop this feeling weird.” He smoothed out the towel once more, patting its surface.
“But it still is.” The eldest frowned, standing at the side of the bed. His heart was pounding.
“Don’t think about it.” Dream reached out, flattening his hand over his back as he led him down. Both of the men waited as George stripped himself off in his own time, revealing his half chub. Sapnap hid his smile by looking at the tube, passing it to Dream so he could pop open the lube. It was clear, with ridges and grooves all the way up, changing to mimic the feeling of a real pussy.
When the brit sat down he felt a little better, seeing his friends were hardening up. Holy shit, this was odd. They sat in silence, the Texan drizzling the clear liquid over the inside, turning it to let the lubricant run down every side evenly. Dream was using his forefinger and middle inside of it, looking concentrated as he aided the other’s pour. God, it was weird to look at. George had to stop his mind from running away, the way Dream was… well, fingering it felt wrong to look at. The squelching was somewhere between disgusting and so fucking hot, and all of the embarrassment George had been feeling just a few minutes ago came rushing back when they turned to look at him.
“You feeling okay, George?” Sapnap asked, placing the lube at his side. He didn’t quite catch the nod he gave, placing a hand on George’s thigh as he dragged him in closer.
“How are we doing this?” Dream asked, tilting the fleshlight to stop the excessive lube dribbling out. It wasn’t something they had spent time considering. All of this came on in the spur of a moment, and he had originally thought maybe they’d be stood up. He’d quickly realised that the height disparity would mean his cock wouldn’t even touch the toy unless they picked him up or something.
Sapnap shuffled across and bumped into Dream, moving him to sit at the end of the bed.
“Since George is the lightest, he's gonna need to be on top. I’ll take the bottom, Dream, you’ve got middle.” As He spoke, Sapnap began stroking his cock. It was rather jarring for George, but once Dream also started, he joined in. He didn’t hear much of what he said, only that he was taking the ‘top’, whatever that meant.
He was trying to keep his eyes off their dicks, but curiously got the best of him. Who wouldn’t look? Dream had let a small amount of fluid fall from the hole and onto his cock, allowing him to harden himself with ease, Sapnap instead opted to get a fresh amount for himself, and even squirted some on George’s too. The thank-you got stuck in his throat, and suddenly they were all moving. Sapnap sat horizontally across the bed, close to where the headboard was on his left. He spread his legs, leaving his now erect dick neglected as he sorted out pillows to the side of him.
The Floridian followed quickly, clambering on top of the younger, his free cock accidentally dipping to slap Sapnap’s forehead.
“Dude, be careful.” He frowned, wiping away the shine of lube in his hair from where the other man’s dick and hit him. Dream smiled, ignoring him as he sat in between his thighs, awkwardly hobbling forward until his cock was flush with his. They avoided eye contact, beckoning George over to where the pile of pillows sat.
Ever so slowly, George stood up on the bed, wobbling as he got to the spot he was meant to be in. One hand was covering his dick, conscious not to hit either one of them in the face with it. He was much further away from them until they took hold of his hips, pulling him in close. He felt his cock touch theirs and gasped, adjusting himself with the help of the two men to be comfortable.
“I suddenly feel like this is quite serious now.” George commented, glancing in between the other men who were trying their best to keep all three of them pressed together. “We were only joking a moment ago.”
His legs were making it really difficult to get a hand around all of them fully, from both his and Dream’s thighs, so after the Floridian had taken a hold of their cocks and failed to sort it out, he looked to George. Their cocks flopped back to hit their stomachs when he let go, and Sapnap laughed at the wet sound.
“How flexible are you?” Dream asked. George’s eyebrows furrowed, briefly bending his back to relieve the strain there.
“Fairly so.” He shrugged slowly, watching as the man took a hold of his thigh. He couldn’t do anything exceptional, but the splits were possible as long as the descent was gentle and didn’t smash the shit out of his balls.
“Okay. I’m gonna try something, tell me if it hurts.” George nodded at the blond, surveying him as he carefully regripped his leg, pulling it back to hook it over Dream’s shoulder. Sapnap took the initiative to copy this, watching his expression for any ache. There was absolutely no pain, not even discomfort, but he felt so exposed like this. “Is this okay?”
“Yeah…” The complaint got stuck in his throat, and instead he closed his eyes, feeling Sapnap’s calloused hand take a hold of his dick. He stroked them all for around half a minute, and George hated every second. He couldn’t deny that the man was incredibly skilled. Getting off, feeling pleasure from your friend’s hand was odd, but what made it worse was how fucking vocal Dream was being. He was so relaxed, letting jerking moans and grunts come out whenever he needed to and George regretted closing his eyes. It felt like Dream was right there, in his ear, and his brain was starting to connect the other two with the pleasure, and before he could think, words slipped past his lips. “Sap…”
He cut himself off, cracking an eye to see his reaction. All of a sudden, his heart started to thump in his chest when Sapnap groaned, letting go of them.
“Fuck, George. You can’t call out my name when I'm touching your dick.” George’s face erupted into a blush, which both other men seemed to love. “Let’s make a no name rule.”
“Why? Is it too much for you?” Dream teased, slapping his arm.
“It’s just, like. We’re having sex. It’s an unconventional way, but we’re performing a sexual act together. There’s a certain environment here, and I don’t want to latch onto you guys accidentally.” Oh. George hummed to show his agreement, but a sinking feeling started in his stomach. He’d already started doing that, hadn’t he? “I’m just not mentally prepared to handle that.”
They agreed swiftly, and the moment the fleshlight came into George’s eyeline, he sucked in a breath. He’d already had his cock pressed up to theirs, but he knew it was going to be tight, and he’d be able to feel everything if it worked.
He felt the cold silicone push against his head, crowning at the very tip of his dick, but the toy slipped, swerving all of them. They pushed up too late, needing to shift a little. Dream stifled a laugh, which drew everyone’s attention.
“Sorry, I uh. I can feel George’s balls on my thighs.” George groaned, feeling just that little bit more embarrassed.
“Seriously, Dream? I can feel yours. We're practically asshole to asshole.” He slapped his thigh for enthesis, Dream squeezed his thighs, jostling all of them. “I’m going to try something else.”
This time, he grabbed just George’s cock, slipping git into the fleshlight. The lack of warning yanked a moan out of the man, embarrassingly so, and inside the tight, wet heat he felt pressure at the bottom. Sapnap’s tip was rubbing into the base of his shaft, trying to edge in next to him. It was so uncomfortable, Dream was lazily stroking himself to the sight, and Sapnap was focused on making room, slipping a finger in alongside himself. He couldn’t fuck up into the tube, Sapnap had all of the control, keeping him sheathed inside the squeezing pleasure, the very tip of his cock peeking out the top.
George was rendered useless, sitting back as he kept his hips still, trying to make it as easy as possible for the other men to get in. Dream aided Sapnap, and suddenly a dangerous tightness took over, he was able to jam the head of his cock in, pushing up and bulging George's to the side. Fuck, it was hot, and he felt Sapnap’s dick throb when it came to sit fully inside. He tried to thrust up, but Sapnap kept the tube pressed to the base, moaning long and loud.
Dream was the trickiest. The majority was over, and two of the three men were stuffed inside, ready to go. Dream is shaft pressed against the other two bases, and with a little extra lube, he found himself pressed alongside his best friends. They sat there for around ten seconds, Dream’s chest heaving.
“Fuck, Sapnap-” The Texan shook his head eyes falling shut.
“No names, man. Don’t say my name.” Dream nodded, taking a second the recollect himself, hips lifting.
“Right. Please move it. Please, dude.” Sapnap was quick to try, being careful to keep them inside as he lifted the fleshlight, beautiful squelches so loud he couldn’t even hear his own moans. Every push felt heavenly, warmed lube dribbling to pool on his pubic region, running down his ass lewdly to coat the men below. It was dizzyingly delicious, feeling their hips rise, and it was as if they were trying to hump into him rather than the fleshlight. It stretched over their cocks and destroyed the ridges, none of them could feel them until one caught the head, instead he could feel every inch of Dream and Sapnap’s dicks on his. Sapnap was losing his iron grip on the toy, letting Dream budge his hand away to take over. He decided it would be better to twist it, which made George’s cock want to burst.
George was the first to grasp at the blankets, mumbling broken sentences about how he was close, prompting Dream to increase the cruel pace. He was close to tears, his voice coming out in a squeak when he placed his hand on the toy, stopping it. The Brit needed to catch his breath, and Sapnap seemed to appreciate the break too. Sapnap wasn’t as outwardly vocal, instead only letting strenuous groans burst out from the effort he put in, and Dream was as vocal as before. George had told himself before that he’d be silent, but that went out the window the moment Sapnap crammed his cock in next to his.
“Faster.” Sapnap groaned. It had been an embarrassing three minutes, and George was really feeling it. The words struggled to come out, strategically avoiding Dream’s name when his words came out as a plea.
“I’m really close…” His voice cracked, Sapnap’s hand brushing his in the sheets, ending up fumbling around and holding it down. He took the comfort, gripping him back.
“Me too. Fuck, hurry it up.” He was practically commanding Dream, who swiftly obeyed, his wrist moving at an ungodly pace. They had reached the desperate twitchy stage, each man trying to tip over the brink of their orgasms, but George had an advantage. Despite the hand Dream had on his hip, he had the most freedom, able to knock his dick up just a little more than the others.
“Fuck! Holy shit, Dream-!” The Floridian ignored the use of his name, choosing to double the speed as his best friend broke. George squealed, tears breaking past his eyes to roll down his cheeks. His cum shot out of the top, costing their tips as well as their thighs, even shooting onto Dream’s arm and chest. He’d never felt this good, his best friend’s hand still working to yank him through his orgasm, cock twitching. Before he had fully recovered from the climax, the second splash of cum came, his dick stuffed limply against their still moving ones.
It was Sapnap, rumbling groans, a tightened grip on his palm as he emptied his balls over them all. His semen was much thicker, making Dream’s lip curl.
“Dude, you cum so much.” Dream remarked, trying to hurry himself over the edge before the rolling aftershock of the other two’s orgasms was over.
“Sorry to best you.” Sapnap breathes, seemingly tired from his explosive climax. It was less pressurful now both his and George’s cocks had begun softening, but still far tighter than it was made to be. George’s dick had stopped tingling, instead the burn of overstimulation came, but it would be selfish to not let Dream finish in the same way they did. George slowed his hand, shooing away a tired Dream.
“Ah, it fuckin’ hurts. I’ll finish you off quickly.” He started up at the best pace he could, letting Dream lean back on his arms. George was whining as he did so, the fleshlight was soaked, wet with cum, lube and general sweat. Dream finally came, adding to the globs of drying cum, moaning so high and long it brought all of the men into the moment. George’s hand slowed, feeling the last ropes of his sperm fall down and over the silicone edge of the toy. It met his hand, and he abandoned the fleshlight, wiping it on the towel below.
“Well, that was gay.” Sapnap was the first to speak, taking the initiative to lift the fleshlight off them. Their cocks fell out slowly, an absurd amount of liquid followed the lewd pop. George groaned at the gross feeling.
“It’s dripping down my ass. Can we clean up fast?” He moved to stand, avoiding the clean pillows to grab at another towel. Dream was next to move, stretching his thighs properly now that Sapnap was sliding out from underneath.
“Holy shit, we made a mess.” Sapnap wiped away the mess on his hands on the towel, dipping into his bathroom to turn on the shower. “Come on in, the water’s warm!”
So they did. Shyly, and post-nut, the three men stuffed themselves into the same shower. Sapnap assumed hair duty, after a full water-only rinse he started combing shampoo through George’s hair before his own, then having Dream duck a little to rub some into his too. George had the loofa, dragging the suds over their bodies, and Dream was in charge of the rinsing. Maybe it was a little weird, but it felt normal enough even when they stepped out, all smelling like Sapnap.
They split off then, brushing teeth and washing faces before they gathered in the kitchen. Dream cooked them some food, and a comfortable silence permeated the air. Nobody knew what to say. So… they didn’t say anything.
They finished up and followed each other back to Sapnap’s room, and when he got to the door, he shared a look with them, just to solidify the fact that that was what they were going to do. Sapnap lifted the blanket, and George slid in, letting the younger pull him in, chest to chest. Dream joins them, tossing a leg over the two, nose in Sapnap’s hair as he enveloped the pair perfectly in his arms.
What kinda smut do yall like? Maybe dom readers cause they hawt asf. Or some bondage kink?
I JUST FOUND MY OWN POST UNDER THE MCYT X READER SMUT TAG ON MY MAIN PROFILE LMAOOOOOOO
⍟𝕯𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕾𝖆𝖕𝖓𝖆𝖕 𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖇𝖊 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊...⍟ | SAPNAP
Pairing: irl!Sapnap x gn!reader
Summary: a headcanon of the sfw and nsfw things Sapnap would do if you were dating.
Warnings: fluff, swearing, NSFW +18 minors dni.
A/N: I’m editing this from my phone so I can’t put the keep reading thingy so sorry if it’s too long.
Let me start by saying that this man is clingy af.
He will literally be attached by the hip to you and won’t let you do anything without following you around like a lost puppy.
He’s really needy, every day you have to give him his good morning kiss or else you’ll have a very grumpy Sapnap.
And he won’t let you live it down.
“Sap, can you please pass me the milk?”
“I could but I won’t”
“... You didn’t give me my kiss, Y/n!”
“Oh my god!”
He would also give you space if you need it.
Like yes he loves being with you all the time but he understands that you need to have some time for yourself.
And although he’s not exactly thrilled about the idea, he doesn’t complain.
Sapnap is the type of boyfriend who would do anything for you no matter what it is.
Just like Dream he would help you if you’re struggling with an assignment or project.
Although he most likely will get someone to help you because he doesn’t quite understand what you’re doing.
If you had an stressful week or a bad day he already has the bath set up for you with all the things you like.
He would cook dinner for you, asks Dream to help him when he notices is not as easy as he thought.
He lets you ramble about whatever is bothering you and sometimes would give some comments.
“I can’t believe they said that to you”
“What the fuck!?! What happened then?”
“I knew she was a bad person, I told you love”
Overall he would be there for you when you need him.
If he’s the one having a bad day then his super clingy mode would activate.
Lets say he just finished editing a video after two weeks of working on it.
He’s exhausted but he still needs to make an appearance in Karl’s stream.
So before he hops on the call with the guys Sapnap goes to your shared room to cuddle you to dead until it’s time for him to leave.
“You okay there, dear?”
“Yes jus’ tired”
Sapnap would definitely share his ideas with you.
He’s always talking about this video idea that has stuck in his head and how excited he is to do it with the boys.
He would always ask what you think and if you want to help him, although you might not understand what he’s talking about 80 percent of the time.
He would rant about you all. the. time.
Wether is on stream or on call with his friends he will hundred percent talk about you at some point.
“Guys you won’t believe what my partner did the other day...”
“Chat my s/o bought me food the other day and I didn’t even had to ask for it. I’m so lucky to have them”
“Did you know that Y/n used to do covers on YouTube when they were younger?”
“Oh yeah! That reminds me of something Y/n did the other day.”
He’s literally simping for you so hard.
The boys are kinda tired of him always talking about you.
Dream is the most annoyed since he not only has to put up with him on stream or when they’re on a call but he also lives with you guys so he has to listen to him all the time and see you two making out on the couch.
“Yeah! And Y/n-“
“Sapnap shut up, we get it you love them so much”
Dream loves you too tho.
We all know Sapnap can get easily annoyed and toxic at any time, mostly when something didn’t go the way he wanted.
So you have to comfort him and calm him down.
Sometimes you two just watch a movie or cuddle while he tells you why he’s so upset.
Other times tho...
it can be pretty interesting how he deals with his anger.
NSFW under the cut! Minors get outta here.
We saw how in the las MCC Sapnap and the rest of the boys were complaining about the whole ace race and hole in the wall thing.
He was too passionate about it that he got so upset and couldn’t calm down.
He need you in that moment and not for something wholesome.
He ended the stream and went straight to your room.
Sapnap found you laying on the bed scrolling through TikTok not aware of what just happened.
“I need you. Now.”
You looked up at him giving him a cautious glance because of his tone.
“I don’t what to talk about it. Just get on your knees and hands, baby”
You did as told once you understood this was not the moment to be a brat like you always are.
To say he pounded into you like there’s no tomorrow was an understatement.
He didn’t care that Dream was a few feet away from you guys.
Sapnap is a very vocal guy and his best friend being in the room next door was not going to stop him for moaning and making those beautiful noises he always does.
“Fuck baby you feel so good around my cock”
“You like that sweetheart? Like when I fuck you hard and nice?”
You could barely talk.
You only nodded and cried for how good he was fucking you.
“Look at that, you cannot even talk! Am I fucking you good that you’re gone stupid huh?”
And that only made you more turn on.
The next day Dream complained the whole morning about how loud you two were.
You didn’t care tho, you were still in shock of what happened the night before.
And now picture this.
I love dom!sapnap with my heart but if there’s something I love more is sub!sapnap.
The mere thought of him being at your mercy is just...
Like yeah, dom!sapnap is demanding, harsh and rude sometimes but sub!sapnap...
That baby is whiny af.
He would whimper and cry at the sight of you taking your clothes off.
He would beg, like beg.
Get on his knees and cry for you type of beg.
“Please, please Y/n just touch me. I need you!”
“Oh, pretty boy, you need to do better than that to get something out of me”
And he so would.
I feel like he would be so desperate to be good for you that would make you cum as much as you want before he can get his release.
“D-Do you like that? Am I doing good?”
“You’re doing so good, sweets. You’re such a good boy”
He loves validation and praise (*cough* he has a praise kink, *cough*).
He also loves being called good boy, is one of his favorite nicknames.
But like I said before Sapnap is really needy so he would get frustrated at some point if you don’t give him what he wants.
The after care with sub!sapnap is something that you take really seriously.
He’s so lost in subspace that you have to be really careful to not do something that might upset him.
But once he’s back the only thing he wants is lay on bed with you.
Giving him a blowjob or a handjob would be his favorite thing.
Lets say he’s been filming a video and it’s taking him so long to get it done due to the guys goofing around.
But he’s been needy since the morning and the fact that he couldn’t be with you in that moment is killing him.
When you checked up on him to see if he needed anything you could see the pleading look in his eyes.
You knew exactly what he needed so you decided to do what any caring partner would do.
You blow the fuck out of him.
Did he enjoy it? Hell yeah he did. Did he care that his friends could hear him moaning? Not a single bit.
Not wanna get into too much detail cause I might or might not be doing a whole ass hc of this specific topic, so...🤭
; sub botton!philza + dom top!m!reader + cheating/infidelity + affairs + degradation kink + name calling + angst + implied sex slave + implied bdsm life
DNI IF YOU'RE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THIS TYPE OF CONTENT. I WILL NOT BE DELETING CERTAIN TAGS. BLOCK ME IF UNCOMFORTABLE.
despite being married to a wonderful woman with beautiful children, philza was, in simple words, unsatisfied. don't get him wrong, he loved his family! he truly did. and he adored his beloved wife. it was just that, well, kristin didn't satisfy him in the way be needed to be satisfied. it was like an itch that he couldn't reach, one that made him unhappy.
so consider how he felt when he stumbled into you. he felt alive, he was burning in your hold, melting from your stare. he was flying and flying, higher than icarus. you made him feel, you satisfied him.
he couldn't bring himself to feel any guilt as he spent false work hours at your house. oh how you held him close and pounded into him, stretching him up so nicely. you called gim dirty words and made him feel like a vile, two cent whore. he beamed under your words, a sharp contrast to kristin's softer and gentler ones.
overtime, he began to neglect his duty as a father and husband. he missed tommy's choir in favor of being fucked in a dirty bathroom stall. he skipped wilbur's band concert, opting to choke on your cock. he declined techno's offer of going to his wrestling match, preferring to be used as a living fleshlight. he didn't bother to give kristin anything or take her anywhere on their anniversary.
he's a busy man, he's got cock to take and cum to swallow.
hours turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, and months turned to years before phil got up one day and left without a word. he took his belongings every single item, minus his wedding ring.
he traded his familial life in favor of being a sex slave for you. he could care less about the life he left behind if it meant he would be drooling over your cock.
dream smp stuff is showing up in my "try these posts" thing for no reason. i am afraid. why has god cursed me this way.
hi if anybody could get me to 800 on wattpad before my birthday which is on the 7th of august, i love you forever <3 my wattpad: loversartic.
negotiating a deal to put you in debt!
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Y'all know that one little short with sam in the tractor right? Just zoomen about and being all southern and shit?
Well, I do and here is a little blurb that came to mind when I watched it again.
“These seats are just way too cramped,” he complained. Hesitantly, you nod.
“Here,” he said, patting his lap, “go ahead and sit here.” He said it with a matter-of-factness that you couldn’t argue with. You stood, bending over the steering wheel to try and give the creeper hybrid as much room as possible to slide under you.
Jerking slightly, startled, when you felt his hands on your clothed hips. The skirt of your dress billowing around you when seated, leaving bare thighs to press against his jeans.
His arms wrapped around your middle. “Go ahead and get her going,” lips brushing against your ear.
Starting our slow pace again, breathing picking up pace as the rough road bounced you in his lap. We had barely made it a quarter mile when he moved one of his hands, resting it on your knee.
“I know you like me.” The bluntness catching you off guard and making your foot slam down on the brake. Before you could even try to stammer out a response he was speaking again, “You wanna know how I know?” His hand started trailing up.
Breathless, and embarrassed, you nod.
He leaned further into you, resting his chin on your shoulder. His hand slipping past the hem of your dress. “You left a wet little mess for me on the seat earlier,”
His finger slid under the waistband of your underwear, snapping them against your skin.