#chuckle sandwhich

As they introduced me to the camera, I did a little wave. “And I'm here too, unfortunately,” they laughed a little. “Why, unfortunately?” Tucker asked, cocking an eyebrow at me, “I'm gonna be forced to eat a sandwich with god knows what on it.” I huff. The camera cuts to Schlatt rolling his eyes and Ted chuckling in the background. 

Tuning out a little once they brought the “little cherub” in, standing next to Schlatt, feeling him tower beside me felt a little terrifying. 

Tuning back in to say “sandwich” in unison. Schlattt parts from Tucker's shoulder, and he walks past me, putting a hand on my waist to presumably stop me from walking back into him. However, my expression showed a hint of fluster due to Ted giving me a look. 

I look up a Ted, mouthing to him a ‘shut the fuck up’, and he snorts at my embarrassment. 

I look back over at Schlatt, who is now talking about the ratings of the Airbnb we are staying in, going quiet, looking at us over in the corner of the kitchen. Silence is held as Tedfakes shoots the gun. 

We stop recording and head to the car I get in the back seat while Schlatt sits in the front. The cameraman, Tucker, and Ted are still outside the car. Buckling myself up, I glance at Schlatt staring at me in the rearview, scoffing to myself when I hear Ted tell Tucker to get in the car when he tries to talk about Elm trees. Sitting in the back with Tucker and the cameraman, I sit in the middle. I curse myself for taking this seat because now my fat fucking head is in plain view of schlatts eyes, trying to view the road. 

“Alright we are now in the, we’ve made it all in the car and now we are heading to the grocery store-” Ted states to the camera as we pull out of the driveway, few seconds pass by and Ted speaks again “son of a bitch, you're going to have us listening to Huberman lab?-” “schlatt what the fuck is-”, “welcome to the Huberman lab podcas-” “NO!” me and ted scream.

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“Alright, so we’re here, and we’ve got our beers,” Ted says to the camera, “I don't.” I smile falsely. “Yeah, she doesn't get a beer.” Ted looks at the camera with a blank smile.

“And we're about to make the hundred-” he tries to get out before Schlatttt fake falls, “Oh my god, are you alright?” “I'm alright.t”, “Yeah, what the fuck are you already fully inebriated?” I laugh at him. “Pf, no,”. 

Ted starts talking again about the chuckle sandwich, and I tune him out while also nodding along with it, talking about the ‘butt’ bread.

 Schlatt suddenly gets up from where he is leaning and walks to a room next to where we are filming. 

“Okay, he's gone, he's just gone,” Ted shrugs, “where the fuck does that even go to-” I trail off, watching Ted attempt to cut the loaf. 

Schlatt emerges from the dark room with something in his pocket, then pulls out a Tide pod, “where did you go- OW WHAT THE FUCK” Ted says as he gets whipped with a Tide pod. 

“YOU THROWING FUCKING TIDE PODS AT ME ASSHOLE?”.

He then raises to whip one at me and turns to Ted. “WH- WH- NO, AH SON OF A BITCH MAN” as Ted gets hit with another Tide pod, I chuckle, watching him just stand there and take it while still trying to cut the loaf of bread. 

“What the fuck?” Ted stands there dumbfounded, still, hand on the knife, trying to cut the bread. 

Time passes as I help make the sandwich.

Schlatt moans as we cut the sandwich in half, the camera pans to me with a face of disgust and hilarity, as they contemplate what they want to eat, and I just look at the abomination. 

Ted takes his bite, “it's good, it's good?” schlatt looks at Ted, “Yeah no it's great” he says with a mouth full as he walks over to the sink and spits it out. 

As I took my bite of the sandwich, I made eye contact with the camera, stopping all movement before running over to the sink. 

“C'mon, it can't be that bad, toots,” Schlatt's voice says, seeing me almost hack up half my stomach from the one bite. 

Schaltt picks up the loaf sandwich and gestures it to the camera, “Yeah,h everybody, it’s been an honour, here’s to 100 more”, his attempts at figuring out how to attempt at biting the sandwich making me cackle a little.

He takes a big bite and immediately recoils into himself, standing holding the counter, head down. 

“Yeah, it's bad,” I say as I pat his back, “it's like gag-worth, why isn't it? There are like so many flavours that hit you all at once, it's mostly corn beef,” Ted speaks to Schlatt “Imma vomit,” he says with a mouth full of the abomination. 

“Oh fuck get to the sink man, don't vomit on me,” I say, stepping away from the large m. Hehe runs over to the sink and starts spitting it out.

They continue the video as I leave to go sit on the couch while they talk to Tucker, who actually likes the sandwich and eating. 

—

We ended the filming around 4 hours ago, and everyone has gone to bed, well, except for me. 

I get up from the bed, rubbing my eyes and sighing at the lack of sleep, I check the time, and it reads 3:37 am.

“Fuck sake,” I groan to myself, walking out the door. Or I pause and realize my attire, a long black t-shirt that I stole from Schlatt last time we made a video together, and of course, pink lace panties. 

I unpause and shrug, thinking no one else is awake at this god-forsaken time. 

Walking down the hallway with my phone flashlight on, only dimly lighting the hallway as I pass the other rooms. Making my way to the kitchen, watching my feet, not paying attention to where I'm going, I reach the kitchen, and pan my flashlight up. 

Taken aback to see Schlatt leaning on the counter, one hand on his phone and the other on a glass of water. 

I gulped back spit I didn't accumulate and spoke, “Hello?” he jumped a little, looking up at me, “the fuck are you doing up?”.

“Stalking you obviously,” I pause. “can't sleep.” I stand with my arms by my side, just standing there. " Why?” he sets his phone down. “I don't know. I was overthinking. I was just gonna jack off and hope that would help, but I thought maybe that would be disrespectful to the men in the house.” I shrug, looking back down at my phone. 

Looking back up at him, he's just staring at me. “What?” “That's my shirt,” he gestures to what I'm wearing. “Yeah, uh, we, l can't give it back right now kinda on me” “Yeah, no shit I'm just saying” I stare for a second as his mouth opens to say something else. 

Looks nice on you”, Schlatt crosses his arms, looking at me.

“Aw, thanks, big man, usually I just wear it to bed cause it's comfy.” I look down and pull at it.

What I say causes the tall man to flush and look away for a second, so  I furrow my brows and ignore it. 

“Why are you awake?” I cross my arms now, “I don't usually have a hard time sleeping,” he shifts, standing where he is. 

“I get that”, We kinda just stand in silence for a good minute before Schlatt clears his throat and looks away from me, “so, uh, you seeing anybody?” he flicks his eyes back to me.

I cough, choking on my spit for a second, “uh no,” I laugh a little, “I just, uh can't say I'm not sleeping with anyone either, cause what's the point, ain't no man ever did shit anyways so” I trail off, looking away from his gaze. 

He scoffs at me, “What happened to that other guy?” My face fell., I was dating my ex for quite some time before shit went downhill. I only ever told Ted, and that's it. 

“Oh fuck sorry, didn't think it was a touchy subject.” Schlatt stands up straight now with concern in his voice. 

“Nah, it's alright, over it anyway. Either way, he was a bad dude who was shit in bed.” I pause, “Sorry, I keep talking about men in bed, that's so weird, oh my god.” I put a hand on my forehead, looking at him.

He chuckles, “It's alright, guess they are just that bad?” he looks at me, almost cocky, I couldn't tell in the dark.

“Shit yeah, talking to most of them, finding the clit was like a mystical fairytale,” he laughs at this, just looking at me. 

“So,” he perks up, “are you seeing anyone?” I shift my weight from foot to foot, trying to find comfort in this conversation. It may not be uncomfortable, but it's a little awkward in some way.

He lets out a small laugh that looks like a scoff, “No, well, I'm kind of fond of someone, I guess-” he shakes his head and turns to the side.

I gasped, “Oh my god, does the JSchlatt have a crush on someone?” I covered my mouth in fake shock, walked up to him, and shook his crossed arms.

He has a sort of smug, embarrassed face when I look up at him. I grin, “So! Who is it?” I stare up at him, and he just shakes his head, smirking but a little more serious and embarrassed. 

“C'mon, on, man, you can tell me.” I shake his arms again, then grab his shoulders, shaking them, “Not worth it, toots, she’s not interested.” his tired eyes look down to me, and I bite my cheek, thinking who it might be.

I take my hands off his shoulders, “You never know.” I step back, hopping on the counter, and I hold the counter with my hands, leaning forward.

“Women can give off signals men might not catch”, I say this all while silently jealous, and he hums in response.

I check my phone for a second, taking note of the time.

“I've heard things, but not sure how to go about it”, I nod at his unsure tone, “I don't know, got told by friends just to kiss the person, what do you have to lose type stuff” pursing my lips and shrugging. 

He goes quiet, staring at me, almost contemplating something.

Schlatt gets up from his spot, leaning on the counter, slowly making his way towards me, his arms fall to his side as he just stares into my eyes.

His hands find their place beside my thighs, his face closer to my face.

“Would she be okay with that?” Schlatt says with his voice faint, looking at my lips and then my eyes. I swallow, “Yes, she would greatly.” I look at his lips.

He nods slowly, leaning in to envelope my lips into a soft kiss. I instinctively bring my hand up to his jaw.

He pulls for a second, just staring at me.

“Fuck” he breathes, 

I giggle and grab his face, pulling him in more aggressively. His hands find my waist, grabbing at the shirt.

I pull at the hair at his nape, receiving a groan from the man. 

Taking this chance to deepen the kiss, tongues fighting for dominance, he wins.

Schlatt pulls away once more, trailing kisses down my neck, and he nips and bites at it while trailing his hands in my shirt, pulling me more towards him by my now exposed waist. 

“J, we probably shouldn't do this here.” I throw my arms over his shoulders, and he looks up to me.

His eyes trail down briefly, realizing what I was wearing underneath. “A bit odd that you came out here in these panties when it's a house full of men,” he says, looking at me before grabbing me off the counter and walking to my room. 

Giggling as he nuzzles my neck, nipping and kissing it as we walk, kicking the door open to my room and then kicking it gently closed. 

Schlatt walks over to the bed, lying me down in the middle, getting on top of me, my hands fall beside my head as I just look up at him.

We pause for a second and just look at each other, taking in the moment.

As it finally settles in his mind that this is happening, he smiles softly,

“You're so beautiful.” 

“So touch me.”

His smile turns a bit dark, and looking from eye to eye, he speaks up

“Where do you want me to touch you, doll?”

I made full eye contact with the large man on top of me. 

I grab his hand and bring it down to my throbbing heat. He groans, feeling my wetness make contact with his hand through my panties.

Schlatt starts to palm me through my panties, gripping at my pussy.

I whine at his touch as he starts to get antsy, “Take these off now,” he almost growls. 

I look up at him tauntingly, “No, take them off for me.” Almost before I finish the sentence, he drags down my panties roughly. 

Going down as he takes them off, in sync, stopping at my feet.

Once they are off, he stuffs them in the pocket of his sweats, “dude, I need those.” I try to get up, he chuckles and shakes his head as he pushes me down and lifts my legs close to my chest.

Licking a long stripe over my slit, I shudder at the sudden act.

Keeping my legs apart and high as I attempt to close them once he starts his attack on my clit.

I squeal as he eats it like a starved man, grabbing at his arms as he pushes me back further, fucking his tongue into my sopping hole. 

“Fucking Christ, Schlatt,” I whine high-pitched, he groans, bringing a hand down from my legs and pushing a finger into my pussy.

I moan loudly as he pauses and looks up at me, “We don’t wanna wake up the boys now, do we, princess?” I shake my head at him, biting my lip.

“Good girl,” he says, sultry as he dips his head back down, lapping on my clit as he adds a second finger to my clenching hole. 

Thrusting his finger in my clunge as he eats away at my clit, sucking and slurping on the bundle of nerves like he enjoys it.

 I look down to see him rutting into the bed, groaning. I suppose he enjoys it a little too much.

I moan at the view of him humping the mattress, grabbing at his hair, pushing myself on his fingers and rubbing my clit against his tongue. 

Feeling his fingers curl up, hitting against my G-spot, I feel the coil in my stomach start to tighten, “oh my god, I'm gonna cum-” taking my hands off his head, I start grabbing at my own tits and the sheets. 

“Come on, princess, cum on my face, I wan’ taste you” Schlatt mumbles against my folds, speeding up his fingers and attacking my clit.

I shake as I come fast and hard from his brutal assault, “Ohh my god-” I whine. 

My breath is ragged as I come down from my high, and Schlatt keeps going as I attempt to push him off. 

“Fuck- baby- please I can't-” I whimper as he finally pulls away from my wet heat.

His chin and lips covered in my slick, I pull him into a kiss, tasting myself on him.

Moaning, I palm him through his sweatpants, earning a groan from the big man in front of me. 

I remove my palm as he grinds his clothed bulge against my bare pussy. Leaving a wet mark on his grey sweat pants.

“Jus wan’ you inside me please j” I break from the kiss, looking up at him through my lashes. 

He groans, sitting up and taking off his shirt and pants, his boxers with his pants. 

I take that as a sign to take my shirt off as well. He comes back over top of me, stopping at my tits to stare at them.

Making eye contact with me, he puts a nipple into his mouth. Schlatt moans as he starts to suck down on the bud.

Disconnecting with my nipple, a string of spit trails off as he comes to kiss my lips again, grinding his hard cock through my folds in the process.

I gasp as he nudges my entrance, sinking his fat tip in. 

“God youre already so tight, ma.” Attempting to push it in further, bottoming out, he stills.

Wiggling my hips i try to get him to move, “please i need-” I whine.

 As I started my sentence, he pulls out fully and slams back in, covering my mouth as I almost scream. 

Schlatt sinks his head into my shoulder, biting down whilst still covering my mouth in the process. 

He sets a steady, slow but heavy pace, slamming in every thrust, the tip of his cock kissing my cervix with fervour.

I start to scratch at his back, causing him to start going faster, slamming into me at a rapid pace. 

Fucking me into the mattress, he stops biting and whispers in my ear, “Yeah? Is this what you wanted, princess? Walking out into the kitchen with nothing but a thin shirt and slutty panties, thinking you wouldn't get fucked like the whore you are?” I moan into his hand, louder, nodding my head quickly. 

“You're so cute when you shut the fuck up,” Schlatt says before he bites into my neck, sucking and biting, leaving little marks. 

Still going at a violent pace, I'm surprised no one can hear the bed creaking. 

Schlatt starts to slow down and pull out. Flipping me onto my stomach with a pillow under my hips.

He slides back in, pushing my head down into the pillow as he slams his hips against my ass. 

I take the hint and grab the pillow, burying my head in it as he sets a relentless pace. 

I hear grunts and whimpers as he grabs my ass, forcing me back onto him, almost using my body for his own pleasure. 

Roughly fucking my pussy he leans down next to my ear, “Where do you want me to cum?” slowing down the pace. 

“Inside, inside!” I push back onto his cock, he groans in response, going back to abusing my cunt.

I feel the same knot build in my core, building rapidly, I move my hips to meet his. 

Somehow, he slams harder, assaulting my G-spot, I hurdle over the edge almost immediately. 

Shaking at the still relentless pace, Schlatt’s thrusts become sloppy and his hips stutter. 

Feeling the warmth of his cum spill inside my warm womb i tremble. He comes to a halt still inside me.

He stays there for a moment, pulling out and pushing his fingers inside my spent pussy.

“Don't want to waste anything now, do we?” he chuckles, watching me try to push away from his fingers.

Schlatt finally pulls his fingers out and lays in the bed next to me, pulling my tired body towards him.