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If you weren't this infatuated with Dream you would punch him in the face for wheezing so fucking loud right next to your ear. You were sitting between his thighs on his gaming chair, playing Geoguessr to entertain his audience on Discord Podcast. This was fairly new to both of you – you've been dating for a little over a year but he hasn't started mentioning you on stream until a couple months ago. This was only the third time you were having direct contact with his audience besides other two streams he played Bedwars with you and a couple of his friends. Casually hanging out with his audience like this felt very weirdly intimate for some reason – just the two of you and his thousands of fans. It made you feel like this was his way of showing you this is going to last, he's not letting go of you anytime soon. This is him showing the world you're his.

“Oh, come on. I hate when this happens.” Your camera spawned in the middle of what seemed to be a art gallery, an exhibition of some sort. “How are we supposed to figure out where the hell this is?”

“We gotta figure out what language they speak. Let's look around for a sign or something.” You press your back further into his chest as he replies, relishing on his warmth and the sound of his voice surrounding you. Dream's lap was your favourite seat.

He clicked away through the gallery, giggling when the camera panned quickly past an interesting part of the exhibition.

“Dream, turn around! This stuff is R-rated!” He keeps giggling behind you, not really worrying about TOS since he's streaming on Discord.

The boy scans through most stuff quickly, but zooms in the plaque of a piece that you can't quite understand by the name “Pillow Princess”.

“That's you.” He says, then moves the piece out of the camera view – as if running away from it. You support your palms on his thighs, immediately turning around to his face, finding his cheeks red from how much he's laughing. Your mouth is hanging open, corners of your lips curving against your will. “I'm kidding, I'm just joking!” He laughs again.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” You laugh. “Why would you say that on stream?! You're such a fucking asshole, oh my God.” You scoff as you shake your head, turning your gaze back to the computer screen and clicking away, going back to the area where you spawned. Your boyfriend hugged you tightly, hiding his face on your neck. You could feel the vibration of his giggles on your back, his breath tickling your neck.

“It's just a joke! Come on, we're running out of time.” His huge hand comes on top of yours on the mouse, taking over your movements.

The next hour passes by smoothly as you both continue playing, but that joke's still insistent in the back of your head. You weren't really a pillow princess, right? You're pretty sure you're good in bed – Dream definitely never complained about your performance. It's not that you were offended by the joke, it just got you thinking. Flashbacks of all the times you and Dream had sex flooded your brain, waking goosebumps all over your skin. And, funnily enough, you realize you really weren't doing much. He was always the one making the move, suddenly feeling you out, maybe whispering something in your ear, maybe kissing you a bit more eagerly than what the situation called for – it's clear Dream gladly did most of the job most of the time and you couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in yourself. Of course he loved taking the lead, and you loved it when your boyfriend used your body however he pleased, but maybe it would be a pleasant surprise for him if you were a bit more initiative.

His podcast comes to an end, Dream settles on his bed and you go to the bathroom with a little plan in mind. Your boyfriend was laying on his back, one arm under his head and the other one holding his phone, scrolling away. You close the door behind you when you get to the bathroom and discard your underwear and bra, spraying a little perfume before undoing the first couple buttons of your – his – oversized dress shirt.

Happiness seems to find it's way to your heart when he smiles up at you from the bed. You excitedly lay on top of your boyfriend, who's waiting for you with open arms, and nuzzles your head onto his chest.

You enjoy the soft touch of his fingertips running through your hair for a brief moment, until you decide to slowly make your move on him. You bring a hand to his face, thumb stroking his cheek lightly as your lips find his neck, nibbling.

The boy doesn't think much of it at first as he's used to you being cuddly, wanting to feel him close. Slowly, with each kiss, your tongue starts tasting his skin, your hands start roaming his sides. You move your legs – which were laying atop his – to now bend on the knee, straddling his hips. The hums of approval your lips felt against your boyfriend's neck was fuel to the fire – suddenly eager to listen to all of his pretty noises, curious of how much neediness you could get out of the big, confident man laying under you.

You sit up straight with newfound hunger and roll your body above your boyfriend, sharply grinding your crotch against his. Dream's hands find your hips, his eyebrows were furrowed and you couldn't comprehend if it was out of confusion or concentration. His hooded eyes were clearly fighting to stay open.

You smirk down at him, one hand finding it's way under his shirt, hiking the cloth up his body. Dream tries sitting up but you place your palm flat on his ribs, stopping him. You would've missed the small whine that escaped his lips if you weren't so hyper focused on every single reaction you get out of him. “Let me kiss you.”

You chuckle and flick your hair behind your shoulders. “Be patient, baby. We'll kiss eventually. I wanna stay like this for now.” Your hips start circling on top of his, both hands coming to his stomach, nails ghosting over his skin as a threat.

Dream's hands leave your hips and tug at the bottom of your shirt. “At least take this off for me.”

Unable to resist the pout on your boyfriend's lips, you maintain your gaze fixated on his as you slowly unbutton your shirt, the lazy movement of your hips hypnotizing him, locking him in a tunnel vision where you're the only thing in the world he can focus on, mind and body completely devoted to you.

His eyes follow your digits, every single movement planting a small seed of anxiety on his chest that blooms when your small fingers finally let the button come undone, only for the tension to start building again when you reach for the next button. Your boyfriend's hands soothe the skin on your thighs, settling on your hips once again to drag your naked core over the growing bulge in his pants.

You let out small moans as the friction of his jeans against your clit makes heat start pooling on your pussy, the pleasure building up making you more sensitive with each grind. The last two buttons of your shirt were long forgotten for you, but not your boyfriend. Dream pulled the cloth apart in one swift, inpatient motion as he watched your body roll on top of him, his neglected cock twitching with every roll of your hips and every faint moan that escaped your open mouth.

Your body starts moving on it's own, hips picking up pace as every other stroke of the harsh fabric made you shudder. Dream was fully hard under you, his hips starting to move against yours. You place both hands to support your weight on his shoulder’s when your body falters so you're able to sit upright. A loud moan rips out of you, head thrown back and back arching, grinding on him with purpose.

Dream's hands grab at your waist as he tries turning his hips to the side to turn both your bodies over and lay you down under him, but your hands shot up to his wrists, pining them both down on either side of his head as your knees forced his hips back to flat on the bed, the friction causing a specially sharp pang to your clit, making you moan loudly. “No- fuck- Clay, stay still.”

Your movements are a desperate mess – hectic grinds dragging your pussy against your boyfriend's crotch trying to reach your orgasm that was just so fucking close, pawing at his shirt, silently begging him to just get you there, you just needed one perfect grind that touched your clit just right, and when your boyfriend brought his hips up to match your movements you finally came undone above him.

Clay easily frees his wrists from your weak hold and laces an arm around your waist to bring your body down on his. He gently holds the back of your head, guiding you into a passionate kiss. His hungry, neglected lips cling onto yours as he forces your limp hips against him, helping you ride down your high. He lays you on your side as you make out, hand caressing your hips and waist as you let him take advantage of your open mouth, tongue insistent on intertwining with yours, your mind to slow from the aftershock of your orgasm to fight for dominance again.

Slowly but surely your pettiness fights it's way through your fucked out state, almost getting caught up in how nice Clay's lips and hands feel on you – but still, you wanted to take the lead. You didn't want to just lay there until your boyfriend came for you – you wanted to make him cum.

You shift your weight so you're laying him flat on the bed again, sneaking a hand down his pants and underwear, immediately jerking him off.

Clay's breathing becomes heavier with each stroke, head thrown on the pillow when you pull down his pants and hover your cunt over his cock, lining up.

Gravity does it's heavenly work of weighing you down on him – Clay always hit so deep inside of you, but this position always made it feel like he was way too big. You loved the overwhelming feeling of being completely stuffed by your boyfriend.

You support your weight on your knees and forefeet and start bouncing, racing both your and Clay's heartbeat – this feeling being completely foreign to both of you. Every time you were on top you'd take things nice and slow, careful not to get tired too soon and have Clay switch positions with you, which would end up happening anyway. But now it was almost like you had something to prove. You wanted to knock the air out of your boyfriend's lungs, and the way he's struggling to keep his eyes open to watch you and his body unable to obey to his commands and throwing his head back, told you you were succeeding.

His breathing was extremely ragged, completely thrown off by your pace and sudden behaviour. Clay had the most perfect view when you reached an arm to support you weight by his head – your bouncing breasts hovering over his face due to the amount of force your hips gained with the new position.

You're both being loud and you hope to God his roommate is distracted with headphones on, because otherwise it'd be impossible not to hear the brutal slap of skin, and the obscene moans coming from both of you. Clay gropes your hips, seemingly trying to help you bounce but clearly couldn't focus enough to actually help. You try to chuckle above him, voice coming out shaky.

“God, Clay. If I knew you'd be this useless I would've just used a dildo.”

You watch your boyfriend slowly catch up to your words, lips turning into a smirk. “You're so fucking arrogant. Ah, fuck, fuck-” He pauses, taking deep, steadying breaths to find his voice again. You laugh above him. “I'll make you cry the next time I get you under me. You're gonna wish you were nicer.”

The way his green eyes lock on yours as he grunts out those words bring goosebumps to your skin – you know your boyfriend. That's a challenge, a promise. Your confidence cracks for a moment, but you're able to get it back with a couple more of his moans. You don't know how your legs have not given out yet – you completely lost track of time of how long you've been keeping this brutal pace, the burning ache in your legs unparalleled to the burning pleasure in your cunt, making every other uncomfortable feeling a mere afterthought.

“But I'm being nice, baby.” You pout, letting your moans become whiny. “I even kissed you at some point.”

“You even kissed me?”

“Yeah. I'm not sure you deserved it.” A millisecond after you're done talking, a huge, heavy hand comes down on your ass, making you yelp. You're so surprised it halts your movements, but Clay gropes your ass with both hands, forcefully moving your hips.

“Yeah? What about this? Think you deserved it?” Your boyfriend speaks through gritted teeth, trying his best to not let his voice crack, breathing heavily. He delivers a second spank to the same spot on your ass, making you moan even louder. Your body shudders above him, the goosebumps rising all over your skin had you to stunned to move again just yet – but he's not showing any signs of mercy.

“Move.” He demands lowly, voice stone cold. You have no time to react as he slaps you on the same spot for the third time. Your skin was starting to burn, heat going straight to your pulsing core.

The fourth slap made the engines in your brain turn again, hips’ movements so rhythmic it was almost robotic. Clay's hands were now grabbing your ass so harshly you think his nails might leave marks, his hips thrusting up to match yours – every single bounce hitting even deeper than before. Your legs start shaking and your moans get breathier – your hands were squeezing the sheets so tight your knuckles hurt. Clay tries to laugh through his moans under you.

“All that talk and you're still gonna cum first.” You whined out of embarrassment, turning your head to the side to avoid the smirk plastered on your boyfriend's face. “Fucking pathetic.”

You try your best to ignore your desperate need to cum, set on getting him to finish first. Clay can clearly notice you're struggling due to your high constant moans, hands pawing at his chest, pretty teary eyes squeezing shut. Your thighs were spasming around him and still, you bounced your hips like you were on autopilot. Clay really wish you had been nicer.

“I can tell you need to cum. Stop being a fucking brat and let it go.” His voice is stern but you know that's his way of letting you know you've done enough. Still, you shake your head no as it falls forward, eyes closed tightly in concentration, unable to mutter a vocal response.

“Come on, love. You've been so good, you can cum for-” You don't let your boyfriend finish and bring a hand to his mouth, holding it shut. You know he knows the effect his voice has on you, and you know he was doing it on purpose. His muffled chuckle lets you know your suspicions were right.

“With me. Want you to cum with me.” You say through ragged breaths, tiredness starting to catch up on you. He nods, moving his hips once again.

Clay's thrusts become sloppier, you could feel his fast breathing on your hand still holding his mouth shut, green eyes fixated on your body. He always looked so pretty, always so effortlessly handsome. It always blew your mind how Clay never had to try to fascinate you, he just always seemed to say and do the right thing at the right time. So fucking perfect for you. You were glad you didn't turn off the lights, otherwise you wouldn't see your boyfriend's sculpted features scrunched in concentration, trying so hard not to cum, waiting for your command. That along with your hand muffling his noises gave you such a power high it almost made you climax as soon as you opened your eyes and looked at him, taking in the sight. Always so perfect for you.

You laid your body on top of his, head landing on his shoulders, whispering right against his ear. “Cum for me, let it go.”

And he did, and so did you. You could feel Clay's cum warming up your cunt as you legs shook beside him, back arching with the intensity of your climax. God, you really hope his roommate had headphones on, because Clay's moans were loud. His hands clung to you for dear life as he squeezed his eyes shut, head thrown back on the pillow as his mouth hung open, a constant stream of moans and curse words leaving his mouth. Your boyfriend hugged your hips, grinding, to help you both down your highs. His breathing was extremely laboured – you've never seen him this fucked out before. Both of you were still moaning as you laid on each other's embrace, a giggle escaping his lips every now and then. You speak when you finally gather enough strength, nuzzling your head on his neck.

“What's so funny?”

“Nothing.” You can hear the smile on his voice. “I'm just happy, that's all.”

Always saying the right thing at the right time. Your perfect boy – he really made your heart melt. You lift your face to look at him, gently running your fingers through his hair.

“Aw, baby. I'm happy too.” You melt when his lips finally meet yours, making you realize how much you've missed them. His hands roam through your back, soothing your skin.

“I love you so much.” You whisper against his lips and he hums, deepening the kiss when your lips meet again.

Even after a couple hours, after you and Clay showered and are heading to bed, he's still randomly chuckling. You stare at him shaking your head, laughing along.

“What the hell have you been laughing at this entire time?”

He smiles for a couple seconds as he looks back at you, unable to contain the laughter anymore as he wheezes when you finally ask.

Looking down at you, Dream raised an eyebrow. "Did your parents buy you the squeakiest bed in the world on purpose?"

"Probably."

You shifted under his body, testing the structure but even that slight movement made a loud creak. You froze, worried that you might have already alerted the other inhabitants of your childhood home to your activities.

Dream shook his head, his lip curving into a sly smile. "Well, they obviously don't know me very well if they think that's going to stop me."

Slipping off the bed as silently as he could, he motioned for you to get up too. You did, curious to what plan he was concocting. Once you were off the bed he grabbed all the blankets and laid them of the floor on the other side of the bed. He added the pillows and stood back, spreading his arms out. "Ta dah."

You grinned when he pulled you into his body. He leaned down and placed a light kiss on your neck, just under your ear and a second just below the first. You tilted your head, allowing him to place another on the spot right by your collar bone, then run his nose up your throat. You pulled his mouth to yours to kiss him hard.

Dream's hand slid under your sweater and ran along the soft skin of your stomach and you pressed yourself closed to him, feeling his hardness through his jeans. He broke the kiss to pull the sweater over your head and remove your jeans.

Urging you to lie back on your impromptu blanket nest, Dream pressed wet kisses up the inside of your thigh. You groaned and pressed your hips up, desperate for his attention elsewhere. He moved the lace that still covered you aside and swept his tongue up your folds.

Your whole body pulsed along with that spot between your legs as his tongue swirled around your clit and you couldn't help but buck against him. Dream held your hips down roughly, sucking your clit into his mouth.

"Fuck," You couldn't help but moan when the edges of his teeth grazed it.

He immediately pulled away. "You're going to have to keep quieter than that. Or we might as well just do this on the bed." He smirked up at you from between your thighs. "Can you stay quiet for me?"

"Yes,"

He slid a finger over your opening.

"Are you sure about that?" He murmured, sucking a dark mark into the crease of your thigh.

"I'll be quiet, please," you panted.

"Please what? Do you want to come?"

"Yes."

His fingers curled into you and stilled. You nearly cried out again in frustration this time.

"You're throbbing already and I haven't even gotten inside you yet. Are you really going to be able to keep quiet?"

As wound up as you were, you'd have agreed to anything in that moment if it just meant he'd give you some stimulation. You nodded, "I'll be quiet, I promise."

He smirked at you and then answered your pleas. You bit into your palm to muffle the sounds you couldn't suppress. Your back arched off the floor as the first wave of your orgasm hit you, your walls tightening around him as it rolled through your body.

With you still trembling under him, he stripped out of his clothes and crawled up your body. "Good girl. Do you want to see how good you taste?" He whispered.

"Please."

Softly, his lips met yours. You could taste yourself, subtle but on his tongue, and your body started to heat all over again.

Dream's hand trailed down your back and snapped off your bra. One hand teased your nipple while the other tangled in your hair, holding your face to his as his tongued licked deep into your mouth. You pressed yourself up into his, tempting him but he wouldn't give you an inch until he was ready.

He chuckled against your neck as he trailed kisses down to your collarbone and across your chest. As nice as it felt, it wasn't the type of attention you were craving. You whimpered when his lips closed over your other nipple and tugged on the senstive bud.

His hands moved round to grip your hips and pressed his cock against your slick skin. You wanted him inside you, and him being so close was torture.

"Quiet, remember?" He plunged into you in one swift movement. You saw stars as your eyes clenched shut in an effort to contain how good he made you feel. Dream started a slow rhythm and you arched your back off the floor to give him as much room as you could to get deeper.

You bit into his shoulder to muffle the sounds you couldn't help escape your throat when he started driving into you harder and faster with a look of pure pleasure on his face.

"So good," he bit out, "you're doing so good for me. You're going to make me cum."

Your muscles clenched at his praise, unable to hide how much you loved to hear it. It was your weakness and had you trembling around him with another orgasm. His rhythm faltered, chasing his own high. You wrapped an arm around his broad shoulders and dug your nails into his back, encouraging him until he shook himself with a drawn out groan into the curve of your neck.

As your breathing evened out, Dream brushed the hair out of your face, and smirked. "Do you think anyone heard that?"

✨masterlist✨

Dream

- You came up to Dream and lowered your head so you didn't have to meet his gaze, he immediately saw something was wrong and asked about it "Nothing bad- I was just thinking.. Could we do something.." you trailed off with your thought process.

- "Tell me now before you forget about it, darling" Dream grabs your chin gently "I wanna do cock-warming with you.. Please?" you spoke up "Oh of course! I'd love to do that with you, sweetheart" His eyes lit up and you could tell he was excited.

- He would offer you his lap to sit on quite a lot since then, hoping you would warm up his dick as well. "Come on- you said you wanted to try it!" he'd innocently say "Well okay then.."

- You'd lower yourself down on him, your tight hole stretching as his cock pushed further into you "Oh you feel so good.. It's gonna be hard to just sit here staying still with your body feeling like that.." Dream groans into your ear.

- It'd be almost like torture to Dream, he would have to just sit there doing nothing?? Maybe he shouldn't have been so eager to get you on his cock..

Sapnap

- You were laying on the couch with Sapnap when he pressed up against you from behind, his bulge digging into your ass "Need some help?" you asked and started to turn around but Sapnap just hugged you.

- "No- just need to be closer to you.." Sapnap mumbled into the crook of your neck "I know a way we can be closer, come on darling" you caressed his cheek. Sapnap pulled away and pouted as he pulled down his pants just a bit so his cock could come out, you then pulled your pants down and sat on his cock.

- You threw your arms around Sapnap's neck, snuggling against him warmly "Oh this is wonderful.. Love bein' so close to you, darlin'.." Sapnap whispers in your ear.

- Sapnap held onto you so tightly that you couldn't even move if you wanted to! It was nice to be so close to him but it'd make you so needy whenever he'd shift around on the couch, small movements making you squeak.

- Sapnap would eventually break and just grab onto your hips, ramming into your without warning and smashing up your insides with his dick.

George

- He will be laying with you on the bed when you bring it up, he would be half asleep and not realize what you're saying until he wakes up again in the morning. "Wait- did you say you wanted to cock warm me or was that just a dream I had?" he wouldn't be too sure but would be happy to do it with you.

- He wouldn't understand it a whole lot but would be happy to do it if you wanted him to, pulling him to the side on the bed and slipping him inside of you to just rest in there. "Wait- no moving?" George is gutted, he didn't know that was apart of cock warming.

- George probably disregards it and does it anyways, grinding against you sometimes when it'd get too much for him, normally making you end up with cum stuffed inside of you like usual.

- "Sorry I didn't do it right love, felt too good" George hums into your ear as he hugs you from behind and leans his head on your shoulder "It's fine.. I liked it too" you reassure him.

Eret

- You crawled onto their lap and stared down at her face, his eyes glancing up to meet yours "yes? What is it?" he grinned at you. "I- I want something.." You weren't great at speaking what you wanted but she helped to encourage you "Oh yeah? What is it?" He asked as they grabbed your hips.

- You squeaked and gulped nervously "Can I just sit on your cock? Not move- just sit there?" you asked "If you can handle it then of course my darling" Eret stroked your hair and smiled fondly. You were happy to get what you wanted but you felt slightly upset from his remark, of course you could handle it.

- Irony; simply put, dramatic irony is when a person makes a harmless remark, and someone else who hears it knows something that makes the remark have a different, and usually unpleasant, meaning. That was in fact ironic, because you in fact could not handle it.

- You were squirming on their lap and trying your best not to move, not wanting to upset Eret in any way "Dear. What's wrong? Speak up" Eret caressed your cheek and that's when you knew that she could see right through you. You sighed and started to move slowly "Aw so you couldn't handle it after all, it's cute you tried though.." Eret shrugged.

Karl

- He was the one who brought it up with you, wanting to be closer to you and touch you more. "Please- Can I just slip it in you? I won't move, promise!" Karl pleaded "Oh of course hun, that sounds good to me" you accepted.

- Karl was ecstatic and was literally bouncing for joy, hopping in place and clapping his hands "Oh yes! I can't wait!" he was all giggly and excited now. Great, now you've got a hyperactive Karl.

- You were cuddling him on the couch when you remembered his request from earlier, slipping your pants down a bit to reveal your bare crotch. Karl looked down at you "What're you doing?" he looked at you, you hummed in response and tugged his pants down so you could slip his cock inside you.

- Karl let out a load groan when you finally slid him inside, sighing and relaxing when you snuggled up against him "Oh this is nicer than I expected.. I love you" Karl smiled down at you.

Punz

- "Can I cock-warm you?" Punz asked as he got into bed, pulling the blankets away from you which left you laying there in the cold. "Cock-warm? Sure.." you agreed reluctantly as you had no idea what he meant.

- Punz got on top of you and slid your pajama bottoms down, taking your underwear off too and sliding himself inside of you. You hissed at the feeling "ah- Punz.." you winced "Does that hurt?" Punz froze. "No- I'm just a bit sensitive at the moment" your face heated up, "Don't worry darlin' I'm not gonna move" Punz kissed your forehead.

- It felt weird to have his dick just sitting inside of you, not moving at all. One of you would go to move which would result in a bit of friction which would tickle the both of you a bit "Ah-"

Dream

You were the one who suggested it. You heard some friends talking about it and were curious about the whole thing. After getting an explanation of what it was you decided that you wanted to try it with your boyfriend.

You didn't know how or when to bring it up tho, you didn't want Dream to think you're weird for wanting to be fill by him all the time, even if it was just sitting on him.

One particular day you woke up after having the hottest dream you've had so far. There was no need to say you were so damn needy all day. You try to lure Dream into giving you some attention but he told you he needed to work on a video but after it's done he's all yours.

You couldn't wait tho, so gathering all the corage you had, you sat next to Dream and told him about your idea. He was quick to accept, something you weren't expecting. That's how you ended up on his lap, kissing him while he was taking your panties off.

You grabbed his dick ligning it with your entrance, letting his member strech you while going in.

"That's it baby, just like that." he was caressing your back while you were going down and getting in a comfortable position. "You okay?" You nodded, finally feeling content and relaxed.

You stayed like that for twenty minutes, resting your head on his shoulder while he was working on the video. Dream would occasionally adjust his position, causing him to thrust up and get a moan out of you.

You were almost falling asleep when he kissed your cheek, letting you know he was done with the video and ready to give you his full attention.

"Hey pretty girl" he was being too sweet, knowing you had a rough week. "Wanna ride me baby?" You nodded, picking up your head and resting your hands on both his shoulders.

You started to bounce on him, feeling every single inch of his thick cock. After all that time sitting on him it was a matter of few minutes for both of you to cum.

"Thank you" you breathed out.

"I'll do anything for you, sweetheart."

Sapnap

He was the one to bring it up. After talking with Dream about it he was really excited to give it a try.

Told you about the idea and both of you agreed on try next time someone was doing something not important.

Few days later he found you on the couch talking to your sibling through call. You smiled at him when you noticed him, the idea of cockwarming already forgotten, so when he sat next to you and moved you to sat on his lap it took you by surprise.

"What are you doing?" You whispered covering your phone so your sibling don´t listen.

He gave you a knowing look, grinding up on you and apparently that was enough to make you remember.

"Right now?"

He nodded excitedly. You sighed climbing off his lap to take your jeans and underwear off. Once there was no clothes getting in the way, you hopped on him again, taking his shaft and sitting on him.

Sapnap bit his lip to stop a moan coming out. You covering your mouth to prevent the same thing. Once you were in a comfortable position you tried to focused on the call with your sibling.

Answering from time to time and trying to keep your breathing steady to not give away that you were getting fill to the brim by your boyfriend.

After a while Sapnap started to get bored and more needy. He slowly started to thrust up to get a better sensation. After not getting the reaction he wanted from you, he started to rub yoy¿ur clit, making you gasp and let out a choked moan.

"Sapnap, stop!"

But that only encoraged him to keep going.

"Y/n, are you okay? what was that sound?" you heard your sibling ask.

"Yes, sorry i hit my feet with the coffee table." you made up a poor excuse, "Actually I'm feeling a little tired, is okay if i call you tomorrow?"

"Sure, have a good night, Y/n"

After the called ended Sapnap started to pound into you, not giving you a chance to drop your phone.

"Oh, fuck yes."

He could feel you squeezing him, which let him know you were close.

"Come for me baby, make a mess on my cock."

After a few more thrusts you came, Sapnap following after.

"We need to try that again!"

"Definitely."

George

It kinda just happened. You two woke up early that morning but were too lazy to get out of bed, so you guys just stayed there, sharing kisses and little whispers of your plans for the day.

It was all nice and chill until George started to rub on you, makinf you feel his growing erection.

"George...?"

"Shh... just let me do this."

You weren't complaining, any kind of attention was more than welcomed, so you just stayed like that with your back pressed to his chest while he was sliding in. You felt full and warm. Neither of you had the enough energy to move so it was a silent agreement to stay like that.

George kept talking like he wasn't inside of you with your warm walls wrapped around his cock, until the feeling it was too overwhelming for him.

"Can I move?" he muttered rubbing your arm.

"Mhm"

He started to move, going in and out at a slow pace. Enjoying the feeling of your pussy taking all of him. You tried to imitate his movements, meeting hallway through. Soon the slow pace turned fast pounding.

The only sounds heard was your fast breathings and moans.

A few more minutes and George was spilling down on you, thrusting in a little more before pulling out.

"Do you wanna have breakfast?"

Punz.

It was his way to punish you. You were being a brat all morning, not letting him get his work done, getting in the way and whimpering everytime he looked at you.

After a while of listening to your whines and complains he decided it was enough. You wanted his attention that's what you gonna get.

"Come here kitten."

You excitedly got up from the bed and went towards him.

He grabbed you by the hips and pulled you to his lap sitting you specificaly on his hard dick.

"You feel that? That's what your bratty attitud has done to me." He let you grind on him, rocking your hips back and forth. "You want my cock baby? Want me feeling your tight pussy?"

You nodded unable to speak.

"Alright, get on it."

You started to take his clothes off, moving your panties aside to slide in his dick. Once it was all inside you let out a sigh of relief. You were finally getting what you wanted.

"You like that baby? Like how good I make you feel?" You once again nodded, starting to bounce on his cock. "What a shame you're not getting any of that" He stopped your movements, getting a hard grip on your hips to make you stay still.

You gave him a confused look, ready to complain and beg if needed for him to fuck you stupid.

"And before you say anything this is what you get for being such a brat." Punz said, smirking at you. "This is what's going to happen, I'm gonna work on this while you stay put and wait for me to finish. I don't care how good my dick makes you feel you won't move and more importantly you won't cum, i just want you to keep my cock warm, understood?"

"Yes, sir."

"That's my good girl."

You stayed like that for almost an hour. Someone should give you an award for how much selfcontrol you had. At this point it was painful to keep waiting. Every time Punz moves he thrust up in you just to tease you.

"Alright, sweets, I'm done." He said, turning off his computer. "Now, lets give you that attention you wanted."

Let's just say your neighbors know very well the name of your boyfriend.

I stood up from the bed, taking off my sweat pants and my socks, then letting my hair down, now settling in bed.

"Hey, baby." Clay smiles as he sits on the edge of the bed.

"Are you okay?" I questioned, sitting up and letting my hand loosly rub his back.

"Yeah, just a long day, baby, don't worry."

"can I help?" I asked, feeling uncomfortable with the thought that he wasn't okay.

"Not really. Let's just go to bed." He states, standing himself up, and taking off his shirt and pants, leaving himself in only boxers.

"Alright." I said with a bit of obvious frustration.

I turn on my side, so my back was towards ay thinking that's that until his arm reached around my waist, resting his hand on my stomach. I huffed and turned back around, opening my eyes to see Clay looking at me with an adored smirk.

"What are you looking at?" I questioned as more of a statement, letting the male infront of me chuckle.

"You, Idiot." He laughs.

"Yeah, I know that, but why." I giggled.

"Do I really need a reason to look at my beautiful girlfriend?" He asked, letting his thumb rub my cheek.

"Yeah, yeah, now you might." I laughed, placing my hand on Clay's cheek as he did.

"And why's that? I could look at you all day and night with nothing else in the world that could distract me." He states smiling at me, leaving his hand where it was, as did I.

"Yeah, I could look at you too. And ots even better cause over twenty million people are dying to see your face, but I already know what you look like," I smiled, leaning into Clay, and giving him a slow passionate kiss.

"Jeez, you're not like- in love with me are you?" He joked as we pulled away.

"Oh, baby, I am so, so in love." I state smiling as I climbed ontop of Clay, straddling his waist, before leaning down and resting my head in his neck.

"Y/n?" Clay asked.

"Yes?" I questioned dragging out the 's'. He huffed before starting.

"You're all I've ever wanted." He says, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Clay, I would run away with you. I wanna do everything with you no matter what that is. As long as you're there I would never be worried." I state, looking the man in the eyes with my arms around his neck.

"I wanna marry you, Y/n. Oh my God. I need to tell my mom~" he joked making us both laugh.

"I couldn't imagine spending my life with anyone else, but you. Well, unless its that one kid from middle school-" I joked, making Clay cut me off.

"Oh shut up." We sat in silence just looking at eachother.

"You make me feel the best I've felt in my life. I can always be myself around you and I've never had that with anyone, not even my family. I just-" I sighed with happiness. "I love you so much." I state.

Clay looked at me smiling.

"I love you. So, so much more." Me and Clay refuse to say "I love you too." Cause it sound like you're agreeing, and we always felt like it was so much more meaningful not to. "You're so cheesy, y'know that?" Clay's states.

"Ha ha ha ha-" I sarcastically say, rolling off of him.

"Oh, come on, you know I was joking." He said pulling me back to face him.

"Hmm, no, no I didn't. But I'm so very grateful that you made a joke out of my cheesy words," I teased.

"Okay, okay, fine. I'm sorry, what can I do to make it up to you?"

I huffed, already knowing my answer, but not wanting to say it out loud.

"I want you to play with me." I state, my voice being very quiet.

"What was that, baby?" He asked, kissing my neck.

"You know what I want." I said, bringing a pillow over my face wanting to hide my embarrassment.

"Oh, do I now?" He asked, placing himself infront of my undergarments.

"Yeah, I'm sure you're aware." I state with a smile, pulling the pillow from my face.

Clay chuckled before 'getting to work'.

His eyes locked with mine as he began to pull down my underwear. He chucked them off somewhere in our room.

The male spread my legs, facing the little stubles of pubic hair that had recently been shaved, setting a smile to his face. Clay seems to like when people are real rather than fake.

Clay spread my second pair of lips, the pad of his thumb being slowly placed on my clit, running it in slow but pressureful circles.

"Oh," I moaned, not being able to keep my legs apart for long as they began to shake with the pleasure.

Clay removed his thumb, instead running his fingers up and down my slits, catching my juices.

His tongue swiped my clit, slowly gaining a pace until his lips attached themselves to me, sucking and licking, Clay holding open my legs seeing I couldn't if I wanted to. His long wet didget inserting itself into me, moving in and out slowly before adding another finger, curling them as he sped up.

At this point I'm a moaning mess, my legs shaking more than I'd like, my hands gripping on the sheets beside me as my eyes squeezed shut, not being able to keep them open.

"Oh, oh my God- Clay, I'm g-gunna cum!" I call out, feeling the knot in my stomach grow tighter every second, until it finally blew.

My back arched as Clay helped me through my orgasm.

Finally after it passed, I look towards the man below me, who was looking at me with wide eyes and a gap in his mouth, a small smirk growing on the ends of his lips.

"What?" I question with a small airy chuckle.

"You just squirted." He smiled at me with a gap.

My eyes widened as I've only ever done that by myself with closed doors, we've never even mentioned me doing that.

"Uhm, whoops? I'm sorry-" I began before Clay cut me off once again.

"There's no need to be sorry, I'm just surprised. You've never done that with me before," he laughed. "I can assure you it'll happen again, no need to be sorry."

I know this man was praising himself in his head, and he's gunna try to make it happen again.

I smiled as he crawled back up to me. Clay kissed my lips, letting me taste myself before pulling away.

"Do you wanna go all the way?" He questioned.

"Yeah, but let's go slow tonight, let's just be here." I said with a smile.

We both say up, facing eachother before I took of Clay's boxers, spitting on his cock before giving him a slight hand job to get him more worked up. Once Clay was ready, I got ontop of him, lifting myself up, letting the man below me guide me to the tip of his cock.

I let myself slowly slide down his length, until I bottomed out.

Clay's hands were wrapped around my back, his fingers drawing little nothings all over whilst my arms once again found their way to his neck.

My breathing started to get heavy while I sat there and cockwarmed Clay.

"Holy fuck," Clay whispered. Laying his chin on my shoulder, giving small kisses on my neck.

I was whimpering under his touch, as the longer we sat there, the more sensitive I became.

"Y/n," the male figure moaned out.

"Clay," I gave an airy chuckle as I started to lift myself up and down, slowly.

I leaned back, making Clay do the same, our hands still wrapped around each other, the both of just watching one another.

I admired his features, how his dirty blond hair stuck to his sweat filled forehead, how his green eyes dropped during any sudden movements, how his hands held back his force when he was in need of grabbing something, his freckle filled chest, as it moved up and down with his fast breathes. How could one not admire him?

I want this guy to be in my life forever. No stunts, this one makes me feel different. He makes me feel as if I'm honestly wanted, and even needed in this place. I can't help but enjoy the real time I get to sped with him. Not dream, him.

My forehead collided with his, my eyes closed, enjoying the lot of skin to skin contact.

My breathe started getting shaky as I felt my orgasm now quickly approaching, Clay had seemingly been the same way as I felt his cock twitch inside of me. I soon interlocked our fingers as my knot got tighter, ready to burst.

"I'm gunna cum-" I somehow got out, having Clay reassuringly squeeze my hand before starting.

"Me too, baby." The male states.

"Ou!" I moaned out, leaning my head back as my orgasm rocked through my body, having everything tighten but yet feel so relaxing.

I soon felt Clay's seed shoot up, deep inside of me adding more pleasure to my own.

I sat there, my head on the man's shoulder as I tried getting my breathe to calm for around the third time tonight.

Soon gaining my strength back, I slid off of Clay, feeling a source of emptiness come along as I was now 'empty'.

I huffed and laid down on my side/stomach, to tired for anything else.

I heard Clay chuckle at my actions before laying down himself, letting his arm wrap around me for the second time tonight.

"Goodnight, Y/n. Love you." Clay states, leaning over, kissing my neck, before starting to fall asleep back on his pillow.

"I love you more." I say, barley getting out, before falling asleep after a wonderful night.

Moans and whimpers were heard throughout the living room. Whispers and filthy words were thrown here and there; the couch was being occupied by two young adults, making out like their lives depended on it.

Sapnap was grabbing Y/n's hips, getting her on top of him, hands roaming all over her body, feeling the warm skin of the girl in front of him. Ripping a moan out of her mouth when he ground up on her.

"Are you completely sure about this, Y/n?" the brunette started a trail of hot kisses down her neck.

"Yes, Sap. I've had an stressful week, I just need you." she moaned when Sapnap bit her neck, leaving a red mark on it. "Also, it's not like we haven't done this before."

"I know, I know. We won't tell anyone about this right?”

"No one, not even Clay."

"Alright..."

You see, both of them were best friends... With some sort of benefits. Known each other for a very long time and basically always being there for one another when needed. What started by a drunk mistake, it ended up being a complicated agreement between them. "We can have our fun, but not strings attached. No feelings."

And until now, everything was fine. Calling each other when they needed some sort of release, spending time together, helping each other with some dates, but never being more than just friends.

But sometimes, you can just handle much when it comes to this kind of things.

"Fuck, I've missed you so much, Sap."

Y/n was gripping the boy's hair, moving her hips to create some friction. Sapnap's hot breath hitting her neck when she pulled too hard.

"I need you right now, we can skip the foreplay."

Y/n was desperate, after a week of hidding in her room just working on projects for school and her boss yelling at her in front of her coworkers, she needed her best friend. Sapnap was the solution to all her problems, but ironically enough, he was about to cause some more.

"Fuck, okay, okay. Get your clothes off."

Both of them were quick to undress, tossing their clothes somewhere a few feet away, not caring about it in that moment.

"Come here, baby." Sapnap guided her to sat on him and sink down. "That's it, just like that. That's my good girl." If there was something Y/n loves more about Sapnap is the fact that he always praises the shit out of ther.

He never shuts up about how good she is. And Y/n could listen to him calling her his good little girl any day of the week.

"Oh, Sap. You feel so good."

"Yeah, am i streaching you nice, kitten? I know you like it."

The girl nodded to focused on the way Sapnap's cock was going in and out of her. The brunette was going at a fast pace, too turned on to go slow, and too gone to wait for Y/n to get used to his size.

"Oh my god, Sapnap, don't stop."

Y/n was bouncing on him, her tits going up and down with every hard thrust. The texan grabbed one of them, taking it in his mouth to play with her hard nipple. Y/n thought she was in heaven; feeling every inch of his dick going deep in her and hitting the right places, streaching her wet cunt and making her walls squeeze him good.

"Holy shit, sugar, that's it. Squeeze me like that, i love it so much."

Y/n did it again, making Sapnap go even faster. The girl was a total mess. Hair sticking to her forehead, mouth wide open, letting out whimpers and moans, hips going in every direction. Sweat driping down her body and making it glow. Tits bouncing and crashing. Tears striming down her cheeks due to all the sensation she was experiencing.

"You're fucking hot when you cry, sugar." The brunette crashed his lips with hers, his tongue fighting with hers. Ripping the air out of her.

Sapnap flipped them over, Y/n was laying on her back and he was hovering over her. Sapnap slided in again, going even deeper, if that was possible. Grabbing one of her legs and resting it on his shoulder. The texan took a firm grip of her hips, pounding into Y/n and almost breaking her in two.

"Come on, sweetheart, I know you’re close. I can feel it by the way your pussy is squeezing me."

Sapnap's words only strarted a fire inside her. She reached out to play with her clit but Sapnap took her hand away.

"No, no, no, baby. You know what I think about you touching yourself."

"Sap, please..."

"I know, sweets, I'm gonna give you what you want."

He pulled out of her, dipping down to be face to face with her throbbing cunt. Sapnap ate her out like a starved man, reaching places she didn't knew he could.

"I want you to cum in my mouth, Y/n. You think you can do that for me, princess?"

"Mmhmm."

"That's right. Now cum for me, baby. Make a mess on my face. Make daddy proud."

And she didn't need to be told twice. It was a matter of seconds and Sapnap filliing her up with two fingers for her to finally cum. The feeling was so hard that she started shaking. Sapnap pulled away, going down to give her a gentle kiss.

"I need you to give me one more, sugar." he flipped her over, laying her on her stomach. "Just one more baby, I know you have it in you."

Before she could say anything, Sapnap was going in, gripping her ass to go faster. Skin on skin, Sapnap's dick twitching inside of Y/n. Even if she wanted to hold it, Y/n was to sensitive from her previous orgasm. So with a few more thrusts she was coming again.

"Oh, fuck, Sapnap."

"That's my good girl, always taking me so good in that tight pussy of yours."

Sapnap was so close, she could tell by the way his moans were getting louder. With a hard thrust Sapnap was spilling deep down in her. Y/n's cunt milkin him.

"Oh my god, that was good."

Sapnap pulled out, panting and sitting on the other end of the couch. After a few minutes Y/n finally came down from her high, sitting up next to Sapnap.

"So... You're into that daddy shit, huh?" The girl laughed weakly, still trying to recover her breath.

"What...? Oh! yeah, i guess you can say thay" Sapnap's cheeks were turning red.

"Aw, are you blushing, Sap? Come on, there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

"Yeah, sure"

"I'm serious. It's just I didn't take you for that kind of guy." she shrugged.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that I know that you're a bottom and-"

"What?! No, I'm not."

"Sapnap, you're ex-girlfriend told me about it, you don't have to deny it."

"Shit..." He muttered under his breath. "Sometimes I am but hey, don’t let the fact that I’m a bottom stop you from calling me daddy."

Both of them laughed, looking at each other for a very long time. Sapnap was staring at her like she was the most precious thing in the world. He felt his heart beat faster when his eyes diverted his attention to Y/n's lips.

Y/n could feel the tension, watching Sapnap lean in to kiss her, but before it could happen, she pulled away.

"Well, I think i need to get going before Dream comes home and cathes us like this." She awkwardly laughed, collecting her clothes to dress up again.

"Y-yeah, you're right." Sapnap cleared his throat, moving to collect his clothes as well.

Once both of them were fully dressed, Y/n was ready to go.

"Um, I'll call you later, yeah?"

"Sure."

She hesitaed, but finally, Y/n leaned to give him a quick kiss on his cheek.

"Take care."

Sapnap felt a burning feeling in his chest. For the first time, watching her go, Sapnap felt his heart broke a little, he didn't want her to leave. He wanted her to stay with him and talk about their day; eat some takeout while watching a movie, hold her in his arm. For the first time he was longing for the only thing that could break their friendship. After all this time, Sapnap needed her to be more than a friend. Because like I said, there is much you can handle when it comes to this sort of things.

You waved at your son while continuing to brush your teeth getting ready to head to bed. "You cursed our child...what did you do to him?" Corpse playfully glared at you while Jack grabbed at his curls. You scoffed spitting out the toothpaste in your mouth.

"Oh I don't... carried him for nine months, sacrificed my awesome body, had to deal with you being worried 24/7-" you shot a look at the male who looked away like he didn't know what you meant. "Oh and breast milk! I gave him that too." You added on. "Ew, I don't wanna hear about your boob fluids." Corpse scrunches up his nose. "Milk?" Your son called out innocently. "Oh, so you can say Milk but not dada- unbelievable." Corpse gave up playfully pushing Jack on his back tickling him.

The room filled with giggles at you finished up in the bathroom. "Mama!" Jack called out reaching for you. "Your mama's not going to save you!" Corpse continued to tickle your son. Swooping jack up in your arms you pinched his cheek peppering kisses all over his face. "Mommy's here to the rescue." You cooed.

You looked over seeing Corpse pouting with his lips poked out. "Aww does my big baby also want a kiss?" You ran your hand through his black curls. Standing up Corpse leaned down to you only to get met with a small hand to his face.

"No!"

"No?"

"No!" Your son denied again. "My mommy!" Jack nuzzled himself into your neck while Corpse sat there jaw dropped. "You little-" Corpse took jack out of your hands tossing him in the air before wrapping him up in your bedsheets. "My woman." He stuck his tongue out. Cupping your face in his hand's Corpse pulled you in for a loving kiss despite little Jack's protest in the back and a milk bottle to the back.

His head between your thighs, stubble ticking your soft skin as his tongue lapped between your folds. Your hand flew to his hair, giving it a harsh tug as a moan ripped itself out of your throat. He only chuckled, continuing his kitten licks, bringing his hand up to stimulate your clit. His tongue slowly became harsher and faster, before long eating you out like a starved man, one hand still massaging your clit while the other held your thighs in place. Your back arched, moans and whines leaving your throat. 

He pulled away, causing a high-pitched cry to leave your throat. Sapnap chuckled, still leisurely massaging your clit. 

“So noisy oh my god,” he taunted, even though you both knew he loved it. Every squirm, moan and cry that was caused because of him was a major power trip, only fueling his ego. He didn’t keep you waiting for long, going back in and bringing you closer and closer to your climax.

“C-close,” you warned with a stutter, and he only hummed, sending vibrations from your heat up your body. You visibly shuddered, and Sapnap made a mental note to do more of that. Your back arched, black spots clouding your vision as Sapnap ate you out through your high, lapping up all your liquids happily. When he came up, some cum was still caught in his stubble, which he gladly cleaned up with his tongue. He brought himself forward, kissing you harshly, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. You grabbed his neck and pulled him impossibly closer. He only smiled into it, breaking apart to grab his shirt and clean you up. He was about to lay down next to you, but you stopped him.

Dream

Lets start by saying that Dream is big. Not like unrealistically big, just y'know a good length.

He's not too thick but it sure as hell can stretch you out when it goes inside.

He loves to be on top of you watching his dick disappeared in you over and over.

The first time it happened he was really mesmerized. He didn't know it could be possible to go so deep in you to actually see his dick pocking your stomach.

That made him more turned on.

"Fuck sweets, do you see that? Do you see how good im fucking you, how deep inside you i am. I know you can feel it."

He pressed one hand on that spot, making you let out a loud scream.

Dream knew you were enjoying it, and in fact he loves when you scream his name. Especially when he's buried inside of you.

He rejoices in the fact that you're smaller than him.

Watching you from above, splitting you in two. Being able to ruin you so good that you would me begging for more even you can't take it.

And when you suck him off but have to use your hand to work on what doesn't fit in your mouth, oh boy...

He could cum right there.

Dream just loves the fact that you can barely do something more than take what he gives you.

"Look at that, baby, that's all me."

"Would you look at that, my cock is going so deep that you can even see it."

"Holy fuck, that's so hot. Do you feel me baby"

Yeah... He definitely has a size kink.

George

Idk about you but I'm sure as hell that this dude is packing.

Like, he seems like he's average and is just thick enough, but in reality he's really big (again not unrealistically big, just enough).

So is more than obvious that you could see him pocking your stomach.

And once he noticed it was over for him.

He literally came in that moment, just watching his cock go so deep in you was enough to make him cum.

He apologized but didn't regret it.

Now he's favorite position is whatever allows him to see the outline of his dick.

When you noticed tho, you were speechless.

You knew he was big, shit it could barely fit in your hand, but seeing the bulge was too much for you.

You didn't cum in that moment, you felt like you were.

Moaning loder than before, your hips jerking up to meet his thrust all of that while your eyes were stuck to your stomach, watching him go in you.

"Shit, kitten, fucking you that good huh?"

"Do you see that, Y/n, do you feel every inch of me streaching your warm hole?"

He can get off on the idea of you being so small to do anything more than being used as his fuck toy.

Sapnap

I feel like he's a little bit bigger than average but sure as hell he's thick.

Like really thick.

You can feel all of him when he goes in.

I'm gonna keep short and simple.

He loves seeing his dick fucking so deep into you.

He constantly presses that spot cuz he knows it'd drive you crazy.

And Sapnpa is very vocal so he'd 100% brag and tease you about it.

"Yeah sweetheart, i know you like it. I can see how good im fucking you."

and "Shit that's me, can you see it. I bet none of your other boyfriends could go that deep to see their dicks pocking your stomach like i do."

He also loves than you're smaller than him (if you are), because he can manhandle you so easily.

Sapnap would throw you over his shoulder, making his way to your shared room to pusnish you.

"Let's see if you keep being a brat after i fuck you senseless."

He would aslo pick you up and fuck you against the wall, just because he can.

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.

“What’s wrong?”

“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.

Bonus.

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...🤭