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Baby Reveal

Realistically, it was only a matter of time before one of the boys let something slip on camera. And, realistically, it was definitely going to be George.

He instinctively turned towards the movement in the corner of his eye, lighting up when he saw you peeking through the doorway. “Hey, luv,” he purred without a thought.

“You’re not streaming?”

Your words hit like a sack of bricks as he slowly turned back towards his monitor. A couple of hundred thousand people were typing at light speed. “... Fuck.”

With the cat out of the bag, you reached your arm into the frame to smack him upside the head. “Fucking dumbass.”

It’s a Muscle

You stared at him, jaw dropped. “What?”

Dream laughed at your expression. “It’s a muscle, just like all the others I work out to make bigger.”

“...What?”

Your eyes snapped instinctively to the movement in the corner of your vision, missing Dream’s cocky smirk as he made his dick jump in his sweats again.

“...WHAT?!"

Butts

"You got a cute butt, y'know that?"

You glanced back over your shoulder, seeing Sapnap watching you dig through the cupboard- correction, he was watching your ass- with a dreamy expression. 

"Thanks?"

He hummed appreciatively, giving an innocent smile that made you trust him enough to turn back to your search for the Tupperware.

Crrrrack!

"I knew it!" You shot up, clutching your ass as he ran away giggling. "You get back here so I can kill you right now!"

"I couldn't resist, sugar! You can't stay mad at me forever, 'cause I put the Tupperware on the top shelf!"

"Damn you tall bastards!"

Twitter Trouble

“They’ve seen her arm during my stream, you both have mentioned her- I don’t think it’d be a big deal to say, ‘by the way, same girlfriend.’”

“No way, dude, Dream’s fans are fucking psycho, I’m not putting our girl through that.”

“Hey, they’re not all psycho.”

“Great argument, you’re really selling me on this.”

You were getting tired of the debating extremely quickly. George was sick of having to walk on eggshells, Dream was used to hiding everything about himself from the internet, and Sapnap was stuck between ‘protect baby’ and ‘I wanna post my damn girlfriend.’ So, you raised your hand from where you were laying on the couch, waving it until you got their attention.

“Maybe this is a good time to mention half my twitter is vague-posting about our relationship and the dumb shit we do. I can just start using names. If it goes over well, you confirm it. If it doesn’t, you get to make a video reading hater messages and shitting on them- I know you love that, Dream.”

“... It’s true, I do love shitting on haters.”

The Horror

"Oh my god!"

"It's disgusting,"

"There oughta be a law."

You huffed, glaring at all three of your boys as they crowded around your laptop. "If I knew you were going to judge me this much, I would have just paid someone to fix it."

"How many fucking tabs-"

"What's with the 'ninety-nine plus' in your inbox?!"

"No wonder it's so slow, you haven't updated the system in years!"

You rolled your eyes with a groan just as George raised his hands. "Boys, let's not go crazy here. I think I have a solution." You'd hardly opened your mouth to thank him before he flipped the computer over and popped out the battery. "This can be saved. Sapnap, trash the rest. Dream, buy baby a new one."

"You guys are dicks."

Football Season

You looked between the TikTok open on your phone and Dream, who was standing to get a better view of the game (and they call you the weird one?). You waited until it seemed like nothing important was happening to lay the bait.

"I'm taking the chargers money line and under at fifty-four points, what do you think?"

"I think I'm taking my ass to jail after killing whoever the fuck taught you that."

Your poker face broke the second he whipped around, cackling as he marched past you to get his coat. "Dream, no- babe, it's a TikTok!"

"I know damn well you don't watch football, let alone football TikTok. Sapnap, let's go! We're killing baby's other man!"

"Oh my god, I don't have-" Sapnap cut you off as he came bounding down the stairs.

"About time! George has had it too good for too long!"

"How did things go so wrong so fast?!"

Towel Trouble

"Whatcha got there, baby?"

You remained oblivious to the poison in Dream's voice as you spun around, modeling the thick material obscuring your figure. "It's called a bath sheet! Isn't it great? Now my ass isn't hanging out after my shower. George got it for me!"

All three boys mumbled out compliments as you found what you'd come in the room for, but the second you were out of earshot, the massacre began.

"What the fuck did you do that for?"

"Nice going, jackass."

"I'm about to go 1776 on your ass."

"Next thing you know, he's going to get her full-length skirts, too."

"You enjoy covering her up, you sick pervert?"

George stared blankly as the two took turns throwing insults, taking a long sip of his drink. "You two done yet?"

"Suck me off."

"If it'll get you to listen for a second." He gave them a sick smile, exactly like a villain cornering the hero. "Baby now feels comfortable wearing nothing but a towel. Baby does not feel comfortable in a bra. Which means she has a reason to delay getting dressed. Which means I just made our girl happy and gave her an excuse to lounge around practically naked."

"... I never doubted you for a second, Gogy."

"You know, I think we should've never left England in the first place."

"You're both cocksuckers."

TwitchCon

“I’d like to introduce our special guest,” Dream announced as their eighteen-plus panel began. He stood from his chair, dramatically waving to the side of the stage that disappeared into the performer’s area. “You know her! You love her! Half of you wanna fuck her, don’t think we don’t see the comments! It’s Babyyyyy!”

The crowd roared as you came out, dodging all three boys’ attempts to steal a kiss as you found your seat, picking up your microphone.

“I got your milkshake, darling!”

You beamed up at George, pulling him in for a sweet thank you kiss as he sat next to you- he couldn’t expect his precious little dear to hold that big glass, he’d hold it for you to sip while you watched your show. He gazed at you so adoringly as you took a long sip of the creamy drink- your cute little noises of delight made his aching balls worth it. It took quite a bit of work to get the amount of ‘milk’ the recipe called for but he wasn’t about to deny their baby on your special day.

Sapnap whimpered as your attention returned to your show and you resumed your lazy bouncing on his lap. George resisted the urge to laugh at the poor soul- if he wasn’t careful he’d upset you and his punishment might be taking the texan’s place. When you said you wanted to sit on someone’s lap and cockwarm them while you watched TV, Dream had been the one to eagerly volunteer. He loved cockwarming with you while he edited so this would be no different, right?

To his surprise you knelt on either side of his thighs instead of sitting on his lap the way you usually did. You rocked, gently bounced, and ground against him- you were so thrilled, you could finally binge your show without getting distracted by your anxious energy! You were sending Dream into orgasm after orgasm, but he assured you he could handle it. As long as his lovely doll wanted to bounce on his cock and get filled with his cum that’s what would happen.

Of course, that was during episode one. Around episode five Sapnap walked in and burst out laughing. “Aw, can someone not handle our little darlin’? Come on, Dream, you’re supposed to fuck our baby dumb, it looks like you’re the one fucked stupid!”

Dream didn’t respond- he didn’t think he physically could. He’d been coming dry for two episodes, your tight walls stealing his cum faster than his body could make it for you. He’d have to work on that, he decided later. After all you were sweet enough to let them train your body to practically come on command, the least he could do is the same.

You pouted up at Sapnap in Dream’s stead, eyes narrowed at him. “You shouldn’t make fun of your friend when you do the same thing, Sap!”

“Wha- now, come on, sugar-”

You snapped your fingers at him and pointed at the couch cushion. “Sit.” He obeyed without a thought (you made a note of that. You’d look into buying him a collar and leash- he’d make such a pretty puppy) and you stood up off Dream’s lap. Poor Dream let out a whimper- something rarely pulled from him- as you moved off his red, throbbing, spent cock. The cool air stung the sensitive skin but he didn’t even have enough sense left in him to complain or find his sweatpants. Both boys were left hypnotized as they watched Dream’s cum slowly dribble out of you as you crawled onto Sapnap’s lap. He realized what was happening and eagerly shoved his pants down, giving his cock a few swift pumps before you sank down onto him. He’d show Dream how a real man took care of their baby, he decided.

Look at him now, George mused. You didn’t want to bother fast-forwarding through the intro, recap, and credits for each episode, so instead you focused on bouncing and grinding while they played, giggling evilly at every desperate noise that escaped Sapnap’s throat. “Fuck- please, baby- aaah, I’m fucking empty, sugar!”

You huffed, bringing his hands up and guiding him to rub your nipples over your sleepshirt that you’d never changed out of. “Don’t be a baby, Sap. What happened to fucking me dumb, huh? Dream never complained the whole time he was in me, are you admitting he’s better than you? And look at Georgie, see that big glass he filled just so I could have a treat? You really can’t handle a little riding?”

You felt yourself slowly pulling out of unconsciousness, a groan at being disturbed turning into a gasp as something dragged against your folds. You slowly began to make sense of your surroundings, blinking away the sleep in your eyes. You realized those breathy moans in your ear belonged to Sapnap as he humped you, working his cock between your thighs. “Mmm, Sap?”

He let out a gasp at your voice, hips stuttering against you before resuming harder and faster. “‘M sorry, darlin’, I didn’t mean to wake you. Jus- nnng- just wanted to feel you.”

You whimpered as he dragged through your folds, nothing but the thin fabric of your underwear between him and your clit as he grinded against you. “I told you you could use me while I’m asleep,” you reminded him breathlessly.

“I know,” he mumbled shyly, a strange emotion to hear as he fucked your thighs. “But I didn’t want to wake you. I just needed a little something to take the edge off, I promise I’ll be done soon, baby.” You gave a slight mumble of something unintelligible and nodded, enjoying the soft pleasure as he continued to grind against your clothed pussy.

“Wan’ it inside,” you mumbled into your pillow, smiling with contained laughter as his hips stuttered- as if he didn’t fill you up with his cum at least once a day. “You know the rules, Sap, no wasting cum.”

He let out a shaky breath, nodding against your neck. “Alright, darlin’, alright.” He obediently pulled your panties to the side, groaning as he made contact with your bare folds. He continued to thrust against you rather than inside, making you let out a breathless moan as you felt the friction directly on your clit. He laid sloppy kisses all over your neck as he worked you up, and just when you thought he was going to make you come he slipped the head of his cock inside you, moaning against your neck as he painted your walls white with his seed. You whimpered as he moaned, plunging his cock into you just twice to push his cum farther inside before he pulled out. “Fuck, darlin’,” he sighed, settling back into his pillow just in time to hear a knock on his door. “Fuck off!”

“I’m not here for you, bitch,” Dream declared, opening the door anyway and making grabby hands for you. “Come here, sweet thing, let’s take a shower together,” he cooed, scooping you into his arms once you gave him a nod of permission.

“Stealing my girl,” Sapnap mumbled out in false disappointment. “Jokes on you I already came in ‘er.”

Dream hurried to tilt your hips up, catching the drop that threatened to drip onto the carpet and pushing it back inside you. “Fuck you,” he scoffed, carrying you off to the bathroom. “I already got you some clothes, baby,” he muttered to you, stepping under the shower head and letting the warm water wash down on you. “Such a spoiled little thing,” he cooed. “Getting to come first thing in the morning.”

“Didn’t come,” you mumbled into his neck. You heard him let out a noise that screamed ‘disappointed but not surprised’ and weakly tapped your fist to his chest. “Not his fault- we were tired. You know how desperate Sap gets in the mornings.”

He let out a grumble of acceptance at your excuse, adjusting you to be upright. “Still, you know the rules, baby, our sweet girl comes just as much as we do unless you’re being punished. Come on, up,” he chirped, pressing your back against the cool tile and lifting you up until he could pull your legs over his shoulders. “There we go,” he hummed, wrapping his lips around your clit and plunging two fingers into you. He hummed in annoyance as the taste of Sapnap’s precum tainted his tongue, but licked away anyways- hopefully he’d pass that flavor soon and get to the tasty center that is your clit. He muffled a wheeze as his brain provided the thought, ‘how many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop?’ and turned his head to bite down on your thigh to hold back his laughter.

Luckily it worked and as his fingers explored your insides (secretly trying to scoop out some of Sapnap’s cum to send it down the drain) you started approaching your orgasm once again. “There we go, baby, go over that edge for me,” he mumbled, taking your clit back into his mouth for a few harsh sucks. You moaned and used the hand threaded through his wet hair to hold him close as you came, feeling his fingers fuck you through it. “Good girl,” he purred as you came down from your high, pulling his fingers out to lower you down his body until your legs were wrapped around his hips. “I think you can handle one more, can’t you, baby?” At your nod he gave you a sweet kiss as he sheathed his cock into you, starting a lazy rhythm that fit the morning perfectly.

“My baby always takes me so well, don’t you? Always so eager for my cock.” He giggled as you only had the sense to moan and nod in agreement. “Such a good girl for me,” he purred, whispering more praising words into your ear as you lazily chased your orgasms with each other.

When he reached down to thumb your clit you whimpered against his neck. “Dream, ‘m close…”

“I am, too,” he promised breathlessly. “You think you can come for me, baby? Come around my cock so I can fill you up, alright?” You nodded against him, getting a murmur of ‘good girl’ as you rocked your hips against him. You let out a whiney moan as you reached your peak once again, feeling him tumble down it behind you as his hips stuttered and pushed in as far as he could to properly fill you with his cum. You enjoyed his embrace for another minute as you both waited for your breathing to settle down before Dream tapped your hip and slowly placed you back on your feet. “I gotcha, baby,” he cooed as your legs wobbled, keeping an arm around your waist and pulling you into his chest as he grabbed your shampoo. “Come on, let’s clean you up.”

You loved showers with Dream. As the most bdsm-knowledgeable of your group (well, maybe George had him beat but his knowledge came from experiences: Dream’s came from research) he prided himself on his aftercare almost more than his ability to wreck you in the first place. You loved being able to just rest against him as he dutifully scrubbed you clean, knowing he needed to do this to not have a drop. That was terrible, the one time you’d refused aftercare from him and he dropped so hard. The three of you spent almost an hour consoling him, reassuring him that you were fine and you only didn’t want the cream because you knew it would sting on your ropeburns. He ended up falling asleep completely wrapped around you, trying to shield you- if he couldn’t fix it, he decided he’d protect you from any more. At least, that’s what you’d figured his subconscious had decided.

You felt like you’d woken up all over again as Dream opened the shower curtain and you were attacked by the frigid air. “Aw, I know, baby, I know,” he giggled unsympathetically as he dried you both off. “Come on, put this on and warm up,” he told you, helping you into one of his shirts and a pair of panties. You patiently sat on the sink counter as he threw on boxers and a pair of sweats, giggling as he dramatically scooped you into his arms and carried you out.

“Mmm, I smell crepes,” you hummed as your trusty steed carried you into the kitchen/dining area.

“They’re pancakes,” George insisted from the stove, not even looking up from his work.

Dream scoffed. “Shut the fuck up, George, they’re crepes and you know it!”

“Just because they don’t look the same as American pancakes-”

“Can we not have this argument again this early in the morning,” Sapnap grumbled as he stumbled in still half-asleep. He must have gone back to bed while you and Dream showered, you figured. You puckered your lips at him and he seemed to come out of his zombie-like state at least a little bit, smiling and giving you your morning kiss. “Morning again, darlin’,” he giggled, stumbling to take his seat at the table.

Dream huffed. “Whatever. George, you want her for breakfast or should I hand her back to Sapnap?”

George eagerly finished plating the stack of totally-legit-pancakes and set them on the table that was already set with silverware, plates, and toppings, taking his seat and making grabby hands for you. “Yes, give me my girl,” he cheered, giggling as you also made grabby hands for him. Dream set you on the brit’s lap facing the table, taking his own seat as George got you situated. “Come on down, luv,” he chirped as you felt his tip find your entrance. You sank down until you were seated fully on his lap, both of you practically purring as he filled you up. “There’s my good little cockwarmer. Did the boys make sure you were filled while I slept in,” he hummed, one arm around your waist as the other served you both.

You eagerly nodded, leaning back to give his cheek a bunny kiss. “They did, Georgie, they filled me so well. And we’re tied.”

“Where are they,” George muttered to himself as he and Sapnap finished putting away the groceries from their late-night convienence store run. Usually whoever stayed home from the shopping trip would make sure to help unload the bags but you and Dream were nowhere to be found.

“I think Dream was gonna edit that new video,” Sapnap hummed, the two of them setting out for Dream’s office. They peeked in the open door, smiling at the sight of Dream working away with you peacefully sleeping on his lap, slumped against his chest with your face tucked into his neck. It would’ve been a picture-perfect instagram post if Dream wasn’t clearly balls deep in your cunt.

Dream saw them and slid his headphones off, pressing a finger to his lips and rubbing your back. “Baby’s sleeping,” he whispered.

“I see that,” George cooed, brushing back a piece of your hair so he could easier admire your sleeping face. “She kept you warm while you worked, huh?”

Dream gave an affirmative hum, saving the file and shutting everything down. “She let me edge her, then fuck her when I got frustrated. It was really nice- I don’t think I’ll ever be able to edit without her,” he chuckled.

“What’s the score,” Sapnap asked, awe-ing when you made a noise in your sleep.

“I’m two ahead, I edged the poor thing quite a bit,”

“Four ahead.” They both turned to George in confusion. “I was two ahead before we left. I thought you’d catch her up, usually you’re all about overstim, not understim,” he weakly excused.

“...fuck, five ahead,” Sapnap admitted with a groan, pulling his hand down his face. “I got ahead of her when we took our shower.” The three stared at each other, somewhat unbelieving that they’d let you get so far behind- they prided themselves on making sure you ended the day ahead, or, ‘winning’ as they called it. They looked at the time. 12:45. “...if we wake her up she’ll kill us,”

“I know,” Dream groaned, letting his head fall back. “...deal with it in the morning?”

“Morning,” George agreed.

It wasn’t rare for you to wake up to your own orgasm, not in this house, but it was rare to not be able to move any of your limbs. You moaned, prying your eyes open enough to see a head of soft brown hair buried between your thighs. “Well good morning, sugar,” Sapnap purred in your ear, giving your hand a squeeze. As you slowly came-to you realized you were pinned snugly between Sapnap and Dream, both with their fingers interlaced with yours and your knee caught in the crook of their elbows, holding your legs up and open for George. You let out a gasping moan, eyes fluttering shut as you struggled to keep them open. “Oh, the poor thing’s still tired!”

“We’re sorry to wake you, doll,” Dream cooed, pressing a kiss behind your ear. “I’m afraid we got a bit ahead of you yesterday, so we thought we should take care of that.” You couldn’t even respond as you came on George’s tongue again, muscles spasming but going nowhere as Dream and Sapnap held you in place. George pulled away from your folds with an obscene noise, wiping your slick on his face off on your inner thigh only to lap it up to make sure he didn’t waste a drop. Dream’s hand came down and threaded through his pretty brown locks, pushing him back to your core. “Don’t forget the penalty, Gogy, you’ve got one more to give her.”

George let out a noise somewhere between a moan and a growl at being commanded but dutifully set to work again, gently suckling at your clit and sending you over the edge again quite easily since it was so close to your last orgasm. Dream let him up with a coo of ‘good boy’ as George kissed his way up to your lips.

“Good morning, luv,” he mumbled against you with a grin before making room for Sapnap to take his place.

Dream let out a deep sigh through his nose as he wrapped his hand around the base of his cock, gently working himself up. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes- he’d gotten spoiled. He wasn’t used to doing this alone anymore. He needed to paint a picture.

He could just see you on your knees for him, pressing kisses along his hip like you always did. You’d always look up at him so adoringly, so pretty and innocent even as you jerked him off. He pulled from his memory an image of you with your soft hand wrapped around his cock, making sure every bit of skin you could reach- from his stomach down to his thighs- had been touched by your pretty pink lips. He found the vein that ran down the underside of his cock, tracing it with his fingertip just like you always did until he reached the tip, wrapping his fingers just under the head.

He fucked into his tight grip, trying to imagine he was fucking your throat instead. He imagined the way your eyes would water as he abused your poor gag reflex- you’d take it in stride every time, though, so eager just to taste him and take his cum down your throat that you’d take any abuse he put your body through.

“Take it,” he panted, running his thumb up and down his slit, spreading the dribble of precum that was oozing out. He imagined it was you licking him clean- the way you always did, so gingerly and eager for anything he’d give you. You always kitten-licked him clean, covering him in your spit. You’d only pull away to open your mouth and roll your tongue out, silently begging him until he let a glob of his spit fall into your mouth- you really did want anything he would give you and he adored it.

He let out a strangled moan as he came to the image in his mind of his pretty little doll treating him so well, spilling into the glass he’d grabbed. He tucked his face against his shoulder to muffle his groans, fucking desperately into his fist as he filled the glass until he was so oversensitive it hurt. “There we go,” he muttered to himself, giving his cock a few extra pumps, braving the oversensitivity to make sure he got every drop for you.

Dream took a few moments to calm himself down but quickly pulled his sweats back up around his hips- he couldn’t let you wait too long. He poured his cum into your smoothie, smugly grinning to himself at the sheer volume of pure him that you’d be drinking before he put the lid and straw on the tumbler for you.

He grinned at the sight of you- you looked so perfectly blissed out of your mind, sitting on George’s cock leaning back against his chest wearing nothing but one of the boys’ shirts. “Hey pretty thing,” he cooed, crouching down to place a sweet kiss on your lips. “You’re doing such a good job keeping Georgie warm while he watches his soccer game-”

“Football,”

“Fuck off, George- I made you your favorite smoothie for a little treat.” He smiled as you eagerly grabbed for the cup, slurring out a ‘thank you, daddy’ as he pressed it into your palms. “There you go, baby,” he coaxed as you eagerly began slurping it down- fuck, he was getting hard again. He couldn’t help it with the way you were so happy to suck down his cum, barely masked by a handful of fruits. He’d bet you’d be thrilled if the boys incorporated their cum into everything you ate, filling your tummy with it until you couldn’t take it anymore. He’d probably give up fucking you for the rest of his life if you told him you wanted all his cum down your throat.

George had told you when the boys first moved in that it would probably take time for them to get comfortable with your little arrangement. He was right, of course, and you waited patiently, trying not to make them uncomfortable. Dream settled in pretty quickly- he had just the right amount of cocky asshole in his personality to push his luck with you and you of course let him keep pushing until he was balls deep fucking you on the kitchen counter. Sapnap was a different story, though.

For all the smack talk he liked to throw around, Sap really was a classic southern gentleman. From his shy blush and averted gaze whenever you walked around in one of George’s shirts and underwear, hickeys on full display, to his sheepish chuckles when you shamelessly flirted with him. You made it clear you wanted him, you knew he wanted you, and both you and George had reiterated that the two of you were 100% on board with making you their shared cockwhore- the only thing keeping you from saving a horse and riding that cowboy were his damned manners.

‘Give him time,’ George said. ‘He’s just a little inexperienced,’ Dream said. Well you were going to give that boy some experiences if it was the last thing you did- and speaking as someone who’s shamelessly eyed him up in those sweatpants, it just might be.

You got him alone when he was watching anime in the living room (Dream and George called him a nerd and refused to watch with him) and plopped your head on his lap. You heard the sharp breath he took in, but you pretended you didn’t and gave him your sweetest smile, resisting the urge to giggle evilly at the shaky one he sent back. You carefully set your plan into motion, starting with laying still on his lap until he started to relax- no matter how much it killed you to have him so close to your mouth and not halfway down your throat.

Finally, when he was relaxed enough that he’d begun stroking your hair, you let out a whine, nuzzling against his thick thigh. “Saaaaap,” you whined, rolling onto your back so you could aim your puppy eyes at him. “Can I please suck your dick?” It was hard to keep up your innocent facade as he blushed and sputtered, but you managed. You wrapped your arms around his that had been playing with your hair, holding it tight to your chest. “I want something in my mouth and there’s no ice pops left! Please, I promise you’ll barely notice me.”

Apparently you’d wasted a lot of time waiting for him to make the first move because all it took was a bat of your eyelashes and a pout of your lips before you were on your knees in front of him. He let out a shaky breath as he pulled himself out of his pants and you almost moaned at the sight. While he was only average in length, the sheer thickness of his cock was more than intimidating and promised pleasure that bordered on pain if you managed to get him to fuck you. “You’re so pretty,” you purred, wrapping your hand around his cock and giggling when you realized his face and his tip were the same shade of red. “Thank you, sir,” you chirped before sinking onto him.

You took him all the way down until your nose was buried in his bush of dark hair and focused on breathing deeply, which filled your nose with the smell of his body wash. As promised, you stayed put, only loosely tonguing his cock and giving a gentle suck every now and again. You weren’t lying- you felt so much better now that you had a weight on your tongue- but you were also curious how long the inexperienced boy could hold out.

You got your answer shockingly quick, considering his previous hesitation. It wasn’t long at all before his hips were bucking into your throat. “Fuck- sorry, sorry, it- aaah it feels so good.” You moaned when his hips jerked again and took it as a sign to properly suck him off, bobbing up and down his cock. He moaned as your talented mouth worked at him, throwing his head back only to snap it forward again so he could watch you work. You practically preened at the awestruck way he looked at you, thrilled he was finally relaxing into your little arrangement. However, it didn’t last long as you both heard footsteps just as he was twitching on your tongue, orgasm fast approaching.

He stiffened up as George walked past with his empty water bottle, not sparing either of you a glance. You knew there was no problem with this and continued working at Sapnap’s cock, only to whine as he tried to weakly push your head away. He managed to get you back to where you were just sucking on his tip when George came into the living room with his refilled bottle.

Sapnap froze like a deer in headlights (or, more accurately, like a guy getting his dick sucked in a communal space) whereas you simply continued suckling at his tip, eager to finally taste the Texan’s cum. George made a noise of disapproval at the sight of you and took his time walking over. This was it, Sap thought. George was going to pull you away and ask what the fuck Sapnap was doing with his fuckbuddy/lover/whatever the fuck you two were, then he was gonna kick his ass back to Texas and their friendship would be ruined. Oh well, at least he got some amazing head out of this.

George’s fingers threaded through your hair and you took a deep breath, knowing what was coming. “I know I taught you better than that,” he said simply before pushing you down until your nose was squished against Sapnap’s pelvis. Sap let out a choked moan, hips bucking as much as they could as he came straight down your throat. He moaned as you eagerly swallowed down everything he gave you, staying glued to his cock even as his orgasm finished and George let go of your hair. “Don’t be afraid to rough ‘em up a bit,” George tossed over his shoulder as he went back to his recording with Dream. “They can take it.”

“Hey,” you smiled back with a giggle. “I can’t find any of my underwear, did I leave any in here?”

He prayed to god you didn’t see the way he tensed in fear. “Uh, I don’t think so- I think Gogy did laundry this morning, did you check the dryer?”

You blew him a kiss. “Good call! Thanks, pumpkin!” You giggled as he pretended to catch your kiss, shutting the door behind you.

Once the door was closed Sapnap let his smile drop, spinning back to his monitor. “We’re fucking screwed,” he whined.

“You two are pigs,” George accused with a scoff. “Is the frankly obscene amount of sex really not enough for you that you have to steal her underwear?”

Dream scoffed. “Oh come on now, don’t act like you’re so innocent- I know for a fact you steal a few pairs every time you do the laundry.”

“But I trade them out so I only have three at a time! Well, plus the bra I stole…”

“I probably have close to a dozen,” Sapnap sheepishly admitted, flushing at the chorus that ensued.

“Sapnap, you pervert!”

“I didn’t mean to collect so many! I stole a few and stuffed them in my nightstand, then I forgot about them and stole a few for my desk drawer…”

“I’m guilty, too,” Dream reluctantly admitted. “I stole some for my stash, too. Hell, I’m lucky she hasn’t spotted them when I get the lube out of that drawer.”

“...Did we seriously steal every pair of panties she owns?” George sighed when his question was met with shameful silence. “What do you think the chances are we can convince her she doesn’t need panties if she wears a skirt?”

“I’d give it seven out of ten success rate, higher if you make her come a few times first, lower if you let Sap do it because he can’t fucking lie to her.”

“I can’t help it! She’s so pretty, and sweet, and if she suspects anything’s going on she gets all close and I can’t lie to her when she’s looking me right in the eye like that!”

“We know, you’re a big sap,” Dream teased. “I’ll go distract baby, you two get an emergency load going.”

“Hey, asshole, you’re gonna give up your stash, too, right?”

“Can’t hear you, logging off discord, gonna go fuck my hot ass girl, bye,” he rushed out, abandoning his headset and hurrying out of his room. He found you- much to his delight- naked with your towel hanging on the dryer door while you dug through the warm clothes. “Hey there, pretty girl,” he hummed, pulling you to your feet and slanting his lips over yours. You hummed against him, smiling as he grabbed your ass, using his grip to pull you tighter against him.

You cupped his cheeks and pulled him away just an inch. “You three stole all my underwear so you’re trying to distract me while they toss them in the wash?”

“... Do you want to be upset or do you want me to bend you over the kitchen table then put on some fresh-from-the-dryer panties?”

Key:

Content:

🍑- nsfw 💗- suggestive but not explicit

Reader:

🧁- chubby

♂️ - he/him

🔪- they/them or no pronouns

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