chokemekarl

[chokemekarl]

more smutty karl content during mrbeast challenges pls i beg 🧎‍♀️

Loving these ideas 😫😫 I wrote this in one sitting so forgive me if it’s not my best but let’s go anon !!!

Hide and seek

Summary; in which you participate in the 100 person hide and seek challenge and Karl finds you.

Warnings; dom Karl, semi public sex, fingering, teasing, caught sex.

You're gripping your breifcase for dear life as you're running throughout the mall- trying not to follow the other 99 people who are also spreading it like they're going to die. There's a few people in front of you but they eventually filter off until you're on your own, heading towards some stores at the back of the mall.

There's a vacant lot in the corner of the area, with the shutter rolled up just enough for you to fit under. You decide to hide in there, clambering to the floor and throwing your briefcase underneath before following right after it. The store is completely empty, aside from the counter right at the back and a door behind it.

There's only two possible hiding spots, whatever is behind the door or behind the counter. You dash toward them as your radio crackles in your earpiece letting you know that Jimmy, Chris, Chan and Karl are now on the loose to try and find you and the ten grand in your briefcase.

“They’ll never find me here,” you tell the camera, confident in your hiding spot.

You try the door handle, disappointed to find its locked, before spinning on the spot and observing the counter. It's like a hollow box, the top counter boxing in an area for you to sit under without being seen unless someone is stood in the spot you're in right now.

You clamber under, taking a seat on the old floor and placing your briefcase at the bottom of your feet. You know you're gonna be there for a few hours, in the back of the mall, in a vacant lot.

“No offence but the seekers aren't really that smart,” you say to your camera, giggling.

-

It's a few hours into the challenge before you hear any movement outside. You lock your phone instantly, stopping tiktok from playing as you hear the sound of a voice approaching. You can't quite make out who it is but they're getting closer, talking something about possibly finding someone in one of these stores.

You hope, for your sake, that they don't think there's anyone in here because there isn't anywhere else to hide so you're done for if they come in here.

Sadly, the voice draws closer and you hear the squeak of shoes as they slide under the shutter.

"I'd be really surprised if there isn't anyone in here, this is a good spot." You recognise the voice- It's Karl, one of your friends and the guy you've liked for forever. You'd like to think that he likes you back- but he's never made any moves and you're too scared to make any yourself so you're sort of stuck in a stalemate. With yourself.

His footsteps approach and you know you're dead meat as he walks around the counter- and tries the door.

And doesn't see you. He walks back around the counter, mumbling something to his camera about a wasted spot- and you have a small victory.

Until he stops.

"I never checked the counter space." you hear his footsteps approach again and he swings around the corner of the counter, pointing his camera at you in the space.

"I caught someone!" He laughs and you Huff, pulling yourself out from underneath the counter. Goodbye ten grand. Karl grins at you as you drop your briefcase on the counter and lean against it- and Karl is quick to turn off his camera and drop it on top of the brief case.

"You lost," He chuckles, joining you in learning against the counter.

"I know, this sucks. Why couldn't you just pretend I wasn't there?" You dramatically sigh, punching his arm.

“That’s not how the challenge works sweetheart.” He turns to you with a smile on his face, and you have to hide your shock.

There’s something behind his eyes- you can’t read it- but you think the mood has changed. You think.

You shuffle on your feet, deciding to take a seat on the counter and lifting yourself up.

“So is now like the time you take my briefcase and I’m out?” You ask, checking your phone for the time. It’s around 2am, and the incentive makes you yawn as you realise you’re quite tired.

He chuckles- you notice he does that a lot- and places his hand on your thigh.

Oh.

“Not quite. I wanna claim my prize first.” You think, at first, that he’s referring to the money you just lost, when his hand starts travelling up your thigh and rests on the waist band of your joggers.

“What’re you doing?” You ask, nervous.

His eyes meet yours. “Doing something I’ve wanted to do for a while.”

He leans forward, closing the gap between you and him and kissing you like he’s wanted you for years. He’s quick yet soft, other hand reaching for the other side of your joggers and slipping his fingers in the waistband.

You pull away, his lips plum and upturned in a smirk. “Is this really happening right now?” You’re not sure if you meant to say that out loud- but it’s there now, and he laughs at you.

“If you want it to.” You nod. Faster than you’ve ever done before you think- and he immediately leans back in to kiss you as he tugs at your joggers. You slightly lift your hips, allowing him to pull them down and off your legs. They’re thrown somewhere on the floor and he wastes no time using one of his hands to feel you through your panties.

“You’re so wet already,” he groans, fingers prodding at the wet spot above your entrance. He pulls away from the kiss to watch as he pulls your panties to the side, running his fingers up and down your slick. Your own hands grip the counter, biting your lip to keep in your gasp.

This is really happening right now.

His free hand grips your chin and forces you to look down, watching as he slips two fingers inside your hole. Immediately, as if in instinct, you clench around him and he groans again.

“So fuckin tight, all for me yeah?” It takes you a second to gather that he’s asking a question, and you nod your head, not trusting your voice.

The grip he has on your chin becomes tighter. “Speak to me, tell me how good this feels.”

You know he’s demanding- and he adds another finger to the two to make you feel more. He knows exactly what he’s doing too, bending them in the come here motion to make you reach your peak.

“Tell me.” He curls his fingers with each word, hand pushing up your head to make you look him in the eyes. They’re completely blown out and you imagine your own are too.

“So good, oh god,” you whine- hand moving to grip his arm as he pushes his fingers in harder and faster.

“Come for me, give it to me.” He pulls you in for another kiss, freeing your chin to reach underneath your top and gripping your boob.

“Every time you wear something where I can see these, drives me crazy.” He murmurs on your lips, squeezing your boob. You think back to the few times you’d noticed him staring when you had your boobs on display- the exact effect you had wanted from him- and it makes you giggle.

“What’s so funny huh?” He removes his fingers from you, again gripping your chin.

“Tell me, or I won’t let you cum.”

You swallow, moaning as he touches your clit and moves his fingers around it slowly.

He’s keeping you right on the edge and you whine, grasping his hand to try get his fingers back inside you to finish you off.

“Tell me.”

“Fuck- I just think it’s funny that you go crazy for my tits- oh god.” He chuckles and slips his fingers back inside you, faster than before.

“Good girl, so obedient aren’t you. Finish for me.” You do as told, finally falling over the edge of your orgasm and cumming around his fingers.

“Can’t wait to feel you around my cock.” He muses, slowly finger fucking you through your orgasm. You let out a final moan as he withdraws his fingers, wasting no time unbuttoning his jeans and pushing them down his legs, along with his boxers.

He’s very hard, too slightly pink and wet with what you assume is precum.

He jerks himself off a few times as you shuffle towards the edge of the counter for easier access, and the both of you gasp as he finally pushes in. He leans his head against your own and the both of you share a breath.

“I’m not joking when I say I’ve dreamt about this- literally nothing compares.” He tells you, testing the waters as he pulls out and pushes back in slowly.

“You feel so good.” You whine, hands grasping at his back.

“I’m not going to last like this, I need to fuck you.” He tells you, hips setting a faster pace before you even have time to agree- not that you were going to disagree to begin with.

There’s nothing making noise around you and all that’s invading your ears is the sound of his cock going in and out of you- getting impossibly faster as his groans become higher and higher. If anyone is hidden nearby they’d definitely be able to hear- but you’re too busy approaching your second high to care.

“Let me know when you’re gonna come.” He pants, pace becoming erratic. You can tell he’s definitely close himself.

It only takes a few more thrusts before you’re wailing out that you’re cumming- Karl filling in quick succession- the both of you fucked and breathing heavily.

Eventually, he pulls out, pushing your panties back to the side to keep yours and his cum in there. He tucks himself back into his pants and then pulls you from the counter, helping you back into your joggers.

“I found someone !” He exclaims into his radio, waiting for a response as the both of you head towards the shutter.

“We know Karl, we heard you both,” you hear Chandler cackle through the radio, and your cheeks burn as you walk back, hand in hand with Karl.

[chokemekarl]

"minecraft but my girlfriend sucks me off"

[chokemekarl]

hehehe I just saw you write for Karl 🤭 anyways can we have Karl with an s/o that's way clingy. Like just will walk in during stream simply because they missed him. Or will just be with him in a stream holding his hand to where he just moves his hand with yours lol

-🎀 anon

YES OMG THIS IS MY FIRST KARL ONESHOT/BLURB THING THANK YOUUUU

KARL JACOBS ; clingy

summary ; youre a clingy partner and karl loves it 🫶

warnings ; language

genre ; fluff

word count ; 896

masterlist

Karl will be streaming and just chatting and you'll walk in, a blanket around you cause it's like midnight, and you just sit on his lap and curl up, face buried in the crook of his neck. He'll just look down at you with the biggest grin and wrap his arms around you.

"You okay, baby?"

You nod and drift off to sleep in his arms.

He continues talking but a bit more quiet, aware that you just wanted him near while you slept. His hands didn't leave your back once the rest of the stream. Once he finished up, he carried you to bed very carefully to make sure you wouldn't wake up.

You stir awake due to the movement and lack of heat, seeing Karl climbing into bed.

"Oh, I'm sorry, did I wake you up?"

You sleepily shake your head no and just pull him over towards you.

he's the small spoon 100%

constantly kisses your knuckles in your sleep and leaves kisses on your forehead and cheeks

he does a quiet little giggle when he looks at you bc you're so cute hwjaekjenw

he wraps his legs like completely around your hips so you can't leave BAHAHGSHS

he likes just resting one hand on your neck and the other he just tangles in your hair

You'll both be out with friends and sit next to each other, and you'll hold his hand and rub his knuckles with your thumb.

The way he crumbles holy shit.

He'll look over at you like "dude I'm trying to focus they're talking" and you'll give him a smug little smile because one, you're holding his hand and two, you're getting attention out of it.

Quackity takes notice and does the childish little "oOoOoooOOo" as well.

Another instance would be you walking into his stream cause you missed him and just like sitting in the background or next to him to enjoy his presence. Sometimes, he'll just grab your hand on instinct to hold it, but he'll be talking, and so your hand just kinda moves with him because he talks with his hands.

If he gets excited, he does the same thing. He'll instantly throw a hand back to you to hold yours, and you just comply. Chat always notices this.

If he's playing a horror game or a horror Minecraft mod, he'll use you as a human shield. You're the barrier between him and the screens. He's terrified of that thing in the fog that's built like a giant animal. (watch Calvin's videos of his series of into the fog, the scary ass black entity is what I'm talking about)

"y/n, sit on my lap, please, I need a human shield"

"that's a whole crime but okay"

"y/n, y/n help! he's gonna get me STOP"

when he gets jumpscared, he'll hide his face in your back, and his arms instantly wrap around your midsection

you eventually play for him because he's too scared to even look up

once he hears you get jumpscared by the thing in the fog he instantly starts the "see what I mean? it's scary when you're the one playing!"

"HOLY SHIT ITS CHASING ME, HELP, WHAT DO I DO??"

"DONT GO BACK TO THE HOUSE ITLL BREAK THROUGH DOORS"

"YOURE FUCKING JOKING, KARL"

Sometimes if you're too lonely and lazy to get up while he's streaming, you'll donate and use TTS to talk to him. He finds it adorable but he hates the fact you willingly spend money to talk to him and he sets up a little TTS thing that only you can use. Think Philza's "___ would like to share something, lul" tts setup for his friends.

"Karl, I made dinner it's downstairs, I'm watching a movie if you wanna join 😔😔"

"y/n/n I'm sorry! once I'm done I'll join you, I swear"

"Dude what are you building..."

"come here and help me then!"

"nahhh"

"stop! I can hear you laughing downstairs, you're so mean"

"laughing with you, not at you"

"blocked. banned. bye bye!"

'y/u/n donated $20!'

"y/n! stop!"

"mwahahhaa you'll never stop me"

"You look like a Picasso painting"

"... I'm taking that as an insult, y/n/n"

"Wait- who painted the Mona Lisa then?"

"Holy shit"

constant compliments + and/or failed ones

he appreciates it all though don't worry

Constantly loving him through acts of service, he feels bad because he feels like it's more of a chore to you. You assure him that it isn't, and you pull out the same complaints when he gets you things because he's a gift giver.

Obviously, you two are both physical affection people as well, so sometimes you'll just snuggle up wherever and shit. Movie nights are the best. He usually falls asleep first, and you chill on the couch with him to finish the movie or start a new one while his head rests in his lap.

Carrying him to bed is the most common thing ever.

minecraft dates

constantly getting each other flowers

you always have a hand on each other lmao

the most drawn out hugs when one of you has to leave for a while lmao

he straight up carries you around the house for valentines day or your birthday

like if he sees you walking he'll fake cry and everything 😭

gas station snacks on road trips go hard with him

cuddling in the backseat at night like halfway up the coast 🫶

[chokemekarl]

“Best Fucking Birthday” {Punznap Smut}

Synopsis: It’s Sapnap’s birthday and Punz and his girlfriend came up with an idea of giving him… what he really wants.

Warnings: Dom! Punz, Switch! reader and Sapnap, double penetration, oral {male and female receiving}, anal, squirting, nicknames: Kitten, Daddy. I don’t think there are others.

Happy birthday, Sapnap!

“You’ll enjoy your birthday present soon enough,” Punz pushes Sapnap towards his room, not bothering to elaborate on what his plans were. “However, you have to sit through a show first.”

When they reach Punz’s door, he motions to have Sapnap open it. As he opens it, he almost immediately spots you sitting on the bed, dressed in the sexiest red lingerie that Sap had ever seen. Sapnap starts to walk towards you, only for you to stand up and pull him into a deep kiss before pushing him to sit in a chair. The chair was positioned looking at the bed and you could audibly hear Sapnap gulp.

“This isn’t a birthday present!” Sapnap struggles against the rope that was keeping him pinned to the chair. You laugh softly, the laugh quickly turning to a gasp when Punz pushes to against the bed. He nudges your legs open, not bothering to pull your thong down, only pulling it to the side.

Punz runs a finger between your folds, smirking at the whines that were leaving Sapnap. “I never said you’d enjoy your birthday present.”

Punz runs his tongue over your clit, your head falling back against the abundance of pillows on his bed. Sapnap struggles to keep his eyes off of you, watching the way that your fingers dig into the sheets. He whines, only for Punz to hush him.

“Quit whining or all you will be getting is a show,” Punz grabs your hand and brings it to his hair, allowing you to lace your fingers between the strands.

Sapnap goes quiet, watching Punz’s every move and the way your body reacted to every movement. Punz licks a large stripe form your entrance up to your clit, almost immediately creating a figure eight pattern. Moans erupt from your throat, fingers tugging roughly on the strands of Punz’s hair. His skillful tongue continues its assault before pressing two fingers into your core. The sudden switch from emptiness to being full, your eyes roll back into your skull. Sapnap squirms in the chair, trying to pull the silk ropes loose. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t loosen the tight knot that Punz had in the silk. Punz shifts himself, exposing every movement that he was doing to Sapnap and allowing him to see how quickly Punz got drunk on your taste.

“Punz—“

“Sapnap, I told you to shut up.” Punz interrupts, thrusting his fingers faster while curling them up slightly to hit your soft spot. You moan softly, fingers curling into the sheets and Punz’s hair. He turns back to your clit, flicking his tongue agains the sensitive bud. Your legs twitch around Punz’s shoulders, almost threatening to close around his head. He nudges them back open, thrusting his fingers faster while increasing the speed on your clit. Sapnap continues to squirm, his cock hardening in his shorts. The louder you moaned, the harder Sapnap got. Something about watching his best friend devouring you made Sapnap loose his mind. Soon, Punz pushes a third finger into you, smirking when your back arches off of the bed. As he thrusts them faster, your cunt starts to clench around his fingers. The clenching causes Punz to return his lips to your clit, sucking a little rougher on your clit.

“P-punz,” You whine, moving your hips against his face. Punz lightly leans closer, nipping your clit. Your legs twitch around his head, a whimper leaving your lips. “D-Daddy, please. . . Wanna cum.”

“Mhmm. . . I don’t know baby girl,” Punz teases, swirling his tongue around your clit almost in a teasing manner. He continues to tease you for a few more seconds, pausing to suck on your hip. “I suppose you can.”


With his permission, you’re coming undone on his fingers, eyes rolling into the back of your head. Punz slows the pace of his fingers, while continuing to bite and suck on your skin and across your hips. Once you’ve come down from your high, Punz yanks his fingers away from your core before walking over to Sapnap, pushing his fingers into Sapnap’s mouth. Without any instruction, Sapnap sucks your cum off of Punz’s fingers, softly moaning at the taste. His eyes flutter closed, enjoying cleaning Punz’s fingers, distracting him from you joining Punz. You drop to your knees, reaching for the waistband of Sapnap’s shorts. You don’t bother pulling them all the way down, just enough for you to take his cock out of his boxers. Almost immediately, Sapnap’s eyes snap open and his eyes drop down to where you were at. Punz pulls his fingers away from Sapnap before joining you on the floor, on his knees as well.

“Beg for it,” You tease while Punz starts to fully pull Sapnap’s shorts and boxers down, discarding them behind the two of you. Once his thighs are in the open, Punz leans down to start sucking hickies on his skin.

Sapnap’s head was spinning, struggling to process everything that was going on. You squeeze Sapnap’s cock, returning his attention back to you. Raising an eyebrow up at him, you lean down to take his head into your mouth.


He moans, but stops when you pull away completely from him. “P-Please!”

“Please, what?” You question, running your hand up and down his shaft while watching Punz still sucking love bites on Sapnap’s thighs.


“Need you to suck me off,” Sapnap pants out, glancing behind the two of you. His face flushes when he realizes that the floor length mirror had been moved to where Sapnap could see everything happening. Deciding that you had enough teasing, you take Sapnap into your mouth, sucking around him. Sapnap pulls his eyes from the mirror, glancing back down at you and Punz. Punz pulls your hair back into a ponytail, using it to push you further down on Sapnap’s length. The tip of his cock hits the back of your throat, causing you to slightly gag around Sapnap. Punz smirks at this, watching Sapnap’s face and the pleasure that he was feeling. Before he could enjoy himself too much, Punz pulls you off completely and pulls your lips to his. You two share a heated make-out session before Punz lightly pushes you back, moving to wrap his lips around Sapnap’s cock. A loud moan leave Sapnap’s lips, struggling to get free from the silk ropes. On the thigh closest to you, you begin to pick up the work that Punz had started. Every time you pressed your lips to Sapnap’s thigh, the muscles would clench.


“F-fuck, please untie me.” Sapnap begs, sweat beginning to form on his forehead.


Punz pulls back, only to grab your hair and yank you back towards Sapnap’s shaft. He stands up, to undo his belt while never removing his eyes from where you were kneeled on the floor. Punz reaches towards Sapnap’s hat, taking it off and tossing it onto the floor. Lacing his fingers into Sapnap’s hair, he turns him to face Punz’s erect cock. “Shut up and suck. Then. . . Maybe, we’ll untie you.”

Biting back a sassy comment, Sapnap leans forward to wrap his lips around the head of Punz’s cock. Punz smirks down at Sapnap, using the control of his hair to push him further down. Sapnap struggles to keep up with the movements, occasionally gagging around Punz’s cock. While Sapnap was sucking Punz off, you remain on the floor, sucking harder on Sapnap’s cock. You secretly hoped that if Sapnap lost his rhythm, Punz would get irritated and force Sapnap to fully deep throat him. A smirk arises on your lips when Punz forces Sapnap all the way down on him, holding him flush against Punz’s abdomen. Sapnap gags around him, struggling to fight against his grasp. “If you want to get fucked or fuck my girlfriend, you better prove it to me.”

Punz allows Sapnap to pull back, creating a pace that fit Sapnap’s experience. You deep throat Sapnap, gagging slightly as you reach the base. Pulling back, you wrap your fingers around his shaft before returning your assault on Sapnap’s thighs. You were determined to leave his thighs littered with hickies, just prove to Dream and George, that Sapnap wasn’t as dominate as he claimed to be. Sapnap’s cock twitches in your hand and you shift your attention to Punz.


“He’s close,” You squeeze Sapnap’s shaft, a gasp leaving his lips. Punz pulls Sapnap off his cock, looking down at the angry head of Sapnap’s cock.


“P-Please, I want to cum!” Sapnap begs, almost whining when Punz drops back down next to you.

Neither of you say anything, while Punz reaches behind you and unclasps your bra. (Punz knew that deep down, Sapnap constantly eyed your breasts and that he would kill for tit job from you.) Taking Sapnap’s cock into his hand, Punz motions for you to move closer, pressing Sapnap’s cock between your breasts. Pressing your breasts together, you begin to move up and down on Sapnap’s cock. His head falls back against the chair, physically unable to keep it up. Each time the head of his cock pokes out the top, Punz flicks his tongue over it. Without warning, the next time that the head of Sapnap’s cock comes up between your boobs, several ropes of cum leave it. Some of it lands on your breasts, some on Punz’s face. (Which he’d roll his eyes at). Punz stands up, pulling Sapnap’s lips to his and using his control to make Sapnap lick his own cum off of Punz’s face.

Pulling back, Punz rests his hand on Sapnap’s throat, “I don’t know if you deserve to be untied.”


Sapnap shakes his head in protest, “Please! I-I did what you said I had too.”

Standing up, you walk around the chair and start to work on the knot in the silk. Upon seeing his cum, still present on your breasts, Sapnap moans softly. After a couple of seconds, Sapnap is able to move his arms and he works on pulling the silk off of him. You rest your hands on his shoulders, massaging the muscles that had been stretched uncomfortably for the last twenty minutes. Sapnap sighs contently, glancing up at Punz with glassy and lust filled eyes.

“How do you want her?” Punz questions as he helps Sapnap stand up.

Sapnap shakes his head, “I don’t know.”

“Go lay on the bed,” You demand and almost immediately, Sapnap listens to you.

While standing directly in front of Punz, you bend over to pull your panties down your legs. As you’re bent over, Punz notices that you’ve got a plug in. He playfully smacks your ass before lightly shoving you towards the bed. When you’re straddling Sapnap, he reaches up to pull your lips back down to his. He was desperate to have your lips on his again, ignoring whatever Punz was preparing to do. An intense make-out session occurs between you and Sapnap while Punz teases the plug out of your asshole. He almost immediately replaces the plug with his fingers, reaching his free hand between you and Sapnap before helping you sink down onto his length.

“H-holy fuck,” Sapnap breaths out, his breath fanning over your face. You take a couple of seconds to pull off Sapnap’s shirt, leaning down to litter kisses and love bites on the skin revealed. “You weren’t kidding when you said she was tight.”

Punz chuckles as he lubes his cock up, pressing it into your ass, fingers digging into your hips. “You think her cunt is tight? You should fuck her ass.”

“Can I?” Sapnap questions before you raise your hips and lower them back down, a moan leaving his throat.

Punz doesn’t respond, picking a rough and aggressive pace. Almost as soon as the pace started, Sapnap matches the pace. Somehow you had gone from having control to now being cock drunk on both men. In a desperate attempt to regain control, you rest your fingers against Sapnap’s throat, lightly squeezing it. Before you were able to regain control of Sapnap, Punz grabs your hands and pulls your arms behind you. He pins them behind you, pressing you flat against Sapnap. Sapnap moves his hands to take over the control on your arms, thrusting faster and deeper into you. Moans and whimpers leave your body, your head completely clouded with thoughts of pleasure and bliss.

“What happened to my dominant little kitten?” Punz teases, leaning down to bite your shoulder.


“I think she’s too cock drunk,” Sapnap’s free hand reaches between the two of you, starting circles around your clit. Your thighs twitch around his hips, soundless moans leaving your body.

“I think you’re right. . . “ Punz aggressively smacks your ass, leaving a bright red handprint on your skin. He smirks, continuing his aggressive thrusts, almost in a perfect time with Sapnap’s.

The motion that the boys created was causing your toes to curl and you felt yourself getting closer to your orgasm. You struggle to find the words in your head, hoping to warn Punz or at least ask for permission. From where his lips were still sucking and biting your shoulder, he mumbles, “Cum whenever you want, my love.”

In an attempt to keep from getting a noise complaint from Dream and George, you bite the skin of Sapnap’s shoulder. Your body shakes as you come undone, black spots starting to appear at the edge of your vision. You struggle to process the next few moments, Sapnap cums deep inside of you with Punz following in suit. When you open your eyes, you’re somehow now laying with your back on the bed and both of the boys between your legs.

“You up for one more, kitten?” Punz questions, spreading your legs open a little wider to accommodate both him and Sapnap. “I think Sap should clean up his mess and mine as well.”

Punz laces his fingers into Sapnap’s hair, preventing him from burying his face between your legs. You nod, biting your lip as Punz lets go of Sapnap’s hair. Almost the moment he’s let go, Sapnap moves forward to attach his lips to your clit before moving his tongue down to your entrance. His tongue skillfully cleans you out, while Punz shifts to suck on your clit. The sensation is overwhelming and your hand clench the sheets. Once Sapnap has cleaned his cum out of your cunt, Punz moves your legs forward while lifting you up. Sapnap leans down, spitting on your asshole before pushing a finger into the gaping hole. Your eyes roll into the back of your head, gasping as bite your lip. Sapnap soon presses a second finger in, scissoring you up before leaning down to clean Punz’s cum out. While doing so, Sapnap thrusts his tongue in and out of your hole while Punz sucks on your clit. In desperate attempt, you reach down to tangle your fingers into Punz’s hair. Sapnap moves up, fucking his tongue into your cunt. Biting your lip, you try to hold back the moans that were threatening to escape.

“Are you close?” Sapnap questions, pulling back for just a second. You aggressively nod, whining when he’s moved away. You shift your hips, hoping Sapnap would return to fucking your cunt with his tongue. Taking it as an answer, Sapnap returns to his previous task.

Without another warning, your orgasm hits you and you’re moaning uncontrollably. Punz drops your legs, moving up to press his lips against yours to silence you. Sapnap continues his assault, moving his tongue up to your clit where he continues to suck. The overstimulation causes your legs to shake, threatening to close around Sapnap’s head. Fingers move to lace into Sapnap’s hair, your third orgasm building up quickly. The build up to this orgasm was different and Punz continues to preoccupy your lips. Your third orgasm crashes into you, gasping when Punz moves to help Sapnap between your legs. Much to both men’s surprise, you squirt and both of the boys’ face being soaked. The sound of Punz and Sapnap kissing makes you whine, your legs still struggling to stay open as you come down from your orgasm.

“You okay?” Sapnap questions, while you snuggle into his chest. You don’t have the energy to respond, only nodding in response. Punz returns from the bathroom, lying down next to you. He presses a few kisses to your shoulder, resting an arm across your hips.

“Happy birthday, Sapnap.” Punz says, glancing over at the younger blissed out boy.

“Best fucking birthday, ever.”

[chokemekarl]

Birthday Gifts {+18 Headcannons. MDNI}

Synopsis: In honor of my birthday coming up tomorrow (02.06), I thought that I would take the time to write some smut head cannons. I prefer to write longer things, so this is going to be a change of pace for me. I hope you all enjoy. Oh, I forgot to mention. . . This is for my NSFW people, so we are getting a little bit of MCYT smut and Sam & Colby smut. (You can thank me later)

****IMPORTANT*****

I am still taking anons, brain rots, and requests for one shots. My goal for this year is to continue to write and build up this account, so I’ll need some help!!

Included: Dream, Sapnap, George, Karl, Punz, Foolish, Awesamdude, Sam Golbach, and Colby Brock.

Dream:

Dream is always the one who is more than willing to spend hours worshipping you; either with his head buried between your legs or fucking into you.

He would plan your birthday surprise, weeks in advance. He would plan down to the detail. You want to go to your favorite restaurant? He’s taking you. You want to spend the day in bed, having endless sex? He’s preparing all his aftercare the night before. He would literally do anything for you.

Dream is definitely the type to mainly focus on giving you pleasure than his own pleasure.

You can bet your ass that Dream is more caring and not as dominate as normal. He's treating you like the princess that you deserve to be treated like.

Dream had been between your legs since you had gotten back from your celebration with your closest friends. His hands gripped your thighs, his tongue creating circle eights on your clit. Your fingers were laced in his hair, tugging the strands and moaning out soft praises of his name. "D-Dream, please." He'd tease you, flicking his tongue over your clit before pulling away from you. Dream removes his face from between your thighs, spreading your legs open even more. He carefully lined his cock up with your entrance, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips.

Sapnap:

This man is going to be spending the spoiling you with gifts and making sure that your birthday was absolutely perfect. Sapnap would make sure that he asked the boys to stay away from the house for the day.

Once the house is completely empty, Sapnap cooked a delicious dinner for you to come home too on your birthday. He'd carefully caress your cheek, giving you a hot passionate kiss. Things would only quickly escalate from there.

Sapnap would keep his beard a little bit longer, knowing that the feeling of his scruff between your legs, would drive you absolutely insane.

I may have forgotten to mention; Sapnap is too impatient to take things to the bedroom, so you simply end up on the island in the kitchen.

Sapnap's lips doesn't leave yours as he rests your ass onto the counter before playfully pushing to you lay on your back. Pushing your legs apart, Sapnap mumbles sweet nothings as he kissed down towards your core. Not bothering to remove your panties, Sapnap just pulls them to the side before attaching his lips to your clit. He sucks on your clit, rolling his tongue over the sensitive bud. His hat becomes abandoned on the floor of the kitchen, with your fingers laced in between his curls. A finger presses into you, turning to curl his finger up to hit your soft spot. He would continue with this single finger, until you're begging for him to do more to you. In all honesty, he would do anything to get you begging underneath him.

George:

First thing in the morning, George would forget your birthday. Your alarm would be going off, indicating that you needed to get up and going to work. You tried to get George up, but he wouldn't want to wake up. He'd swat you away, grumbling quietly about wanting more sleep.

Dream and Sapnap would be on his ass when he woke up later in the day, demanding that George takes the time to make it up to you. They offer to help George make it up to you, looking up ideas to help get him out of the dog house. (Sapnap suggested that George try to initiate make up sex...)

However, when you arrived home from your day at work. As you walked into the front door, you pause when you see a path of rose petals leading towards the bedroom you shared with him. Following them, you see George standing in the middle of the bedroom with candles lit.

He'd apologize, lips on yours and starting to back you into the bed. He wouldn't be too rough, nor too soft. Simply in the middle, fingers laced with yours. George would spend his time littering kisses up and down your neck, savoring the way you tasted.

George rocked his hips into yours, fingers interlaced between your own. His lips rested on the skin just below your ear, pressing soft kisses with each thrust of his hips. Every movement that George made, he'd mumble sweet praises that practically made you quiver around him. His lips begin to move from your neck, moving up towards your face. Each neck kiss was accompanied by George panting against your skin, causing goosebumps to arise. A breathless chuckle left him as he began to kiss towards your lips, watching as you occasionally let your eyes fluttered close. Not to mention, he was always good with makeup sex- even after the dumbest fights and bickering matches.

Karl:

Karl is the type to make sure that he's throughly making the day about you. He'd take the day off of work, take you to your favorite places, and celebrate you.

However, when you return from the day out, his mood almost immediately shifts. He goes from caring and sweet to being aggressive and to the point.

The moment you've stepped into the house, Karl's lips are on yours. After a few breathless kisses, he pulls back with the simple demand of "Go to the bedroom. Be stripped when I get there."

DOM!Karl wants you to celebrate your birthday in the best way; pleasing both of you and him muttering praise in your ear.

Karl wraps a hand around your neck, pulling you up onto your knees. You were on all fours, Karl's hips drilling into yours. He began to press kisses up the side of your neck, muttering praises. "You're doing so good, Peach. Taking me so well." The simple words causes your body to react; toes curling and nails digging into Karl's forearm. You were in complete euphoria, pleasure coursing through your body. Karl would continue this late into the night, not stopping even after the clock hit midnight and it was no longer your birthday.

Punz:

Normally, we know (and love) DOM!Punz, however, he would take the backseat on your birthday. His birthday present to you was allowing you to be in charge, controlling everything that he was able to do. (And not do. . .)

After having a shitty day at work, on your birthday no less, you came home to find Punz relaxing on the couch. The moment he saw you, he smiled and you grabbed his arm, pulling him up from the couch.

Entering the bedroom, you would push him onto the bed. He'd give you a thumbs up, allowing you to flick his hat off and start stripping off your clothes. He'd stop you from undoing his pants, pulling your hips towards his face. From the moment you complained to him on your lunch, he had planned to fully submit to you.

It's not long before he has you straddling his face, lips wrapped around your clit and his hands moving your hips against him.

Punz swirled his tongue around your clit, flicking it over the bud. His hands gripped your waist, pulling your hips against his face. Your fingers lace into his hair, allowing your other hand to reach up and squeeze your breast. Punz groans below you, whining when your attention is more focused on your own pleasure. One of his hands smacks yours away, taking the place of where your hand had previously been. Even after three orgasms, Punz refused to let you off of his face, determined to make your birthday worth it as well as making your shitty day better.

Foolish:

Foolish is for sure the one to plan the cheesiest birthday celebrations for you. When you showed up at the his house, he had decorated the kitchen with birthday decorations. He went almost two hours away to get your favorite restaurant food and you had a small pile of presents waiting for you.

When you opened the last present, it was a note that said "Coupons for Head". The gift made you laugh, realizing that Foolish wanted to celebrate you by doing one of his favorite things.

Almost the moment you read the coupon, you pick it up out of the box before sliding it across the counter to him. You smile before walking towards the living room.

However, before you could get far, Foolish is yanking you back into his grasp. Aggressively kisses led to him lifting you up and set you on the counter, pushing your legs apart.

Foolish’s fingers dig into your plush hips, pressing his face closer to your core. Your fingers remain laced in his hair, tugging whenever you wanted or desperately needed more. His tongue quickly switched from swirling around your clit, to pushing into entrance. Just as you were about to reach your climax, Foolish pulled back and maneuvered your body so that you were lying on your stomach. Before you’re able to ask Foolish what in the hell he was doing, you felt his cock press against your entrance.

Awesamdude {Sam}:

Like Foolish, I feel like Sam would be the SWEETEST person ever. Your birthday would start with Sam pressing kisses across your face, bringing you out of your sleep.

He had made breakfast in bed, emailed your professors (he wanted a day with you.), and all he wanted to do was stay in bed with you. Sam wanted to shower you in kisses, sex and romantic movies. (Or cheesy movies)

You’d spend your birthday between the sheets, every so often, Sam would duck under the sheets. His fingers would caress your clit, a second set of fingers reading your entrance. From all the games he played, his fingers were beyond skilled.

Around noon, you ended up in a heated make out session. Your hips straddled Sam’s, hips moving against each other. While you’re preoccupied with kisses, Sam guides his length into you, smirking when your lips parted from his.

Sam thrusts into you, your head falling forward to rest on his shoulder. You begin to press kisses to the skin there, occasionally sucking small marks. While your body bounces on his cock, Sam allows his hands to explore your body. Even though he had memorized every curve, every freckle and every mole, he wanted to ingrain it into his brain. Lacing your fingers in the hair at the base of his neck, you moan softly in his ear, begging him to keep going. Unbeknownst to you, he had know plan on stopping… ANY time soon.

Sam Golbach {Sam & Colby}

With your busy schedules, Sam hardly took time off. When your birthday came around, you were surprised when you came home in the early morning, noticing a vase of flowers on the table.

Sam was no where to be found, but a note next to the vase on the table; “Miss you. I’ll be home soon. Happy birthday, my Love.” The note made your heart swell, until you noticed a box on the other side of the table. There was another note on the gift; “I want you in just this when I get home. Xxx”

When Sam gets home, he finds you in the living room. You’re in the lingerie set, your curves being hugged in all the right ways. He set down the bag in his hand, he leans down to press heated kisses to your lips.

Things quickly escalate and you’re trapped underneath Sam, his arms resting on either side of your head. When Sam’s cock presses into you, your mind explodes in ecstasy.

Sam’s thrusts make your toes curl, biting your lip to do your best to remain quiet. As far as you had known, Colby was home and you two were fucking in the living room. Sam’s nose nudges your cheek, making you turn your head so he can press kisses against your neck. You arch your back, pressing your breasts against Sam’s bare chest. Moving one of his hands, Sam guides your legs to wrap around your waist. A groan leaves his lips each time he watches as his cock bumps through your stomach, a stomach bulge making him almost lose his mind.

Colby Brock (Sam & Colby}

As mentioned in a YouTube video, Colby likes to be dominate. The moment he came to pick you up, he presented you with a present; a remote controlled vibrator. (One he could control from his phone.) You had mentioned you wanted to try it, completely surprised when he gifted it to you.

The whole ride to the restaurant, the toy was switched to a silent buzz between your legs. As the night progressed, Colby would occasionally increase the vibrations, smirking while you quiver in your seat.

When you get back to your house, Colby pins you against the wall, directly inside the door. His lips would be on yours, directing your every move. You wouldn’t make it to the bedroom, nor the living room.

Colby tugs your panties down your legs, hiking up your little black dress. Before you could protest, Colby is wrapping your legs around his waist. Almost immediately, he’s pressing into you while the vibrator was discarded onto the floor.

You lock your fingers around Colby’s neck, burying your face into his neck. His cock drills into you, his aggressive thrusts causing you to be completely cock drunk. Colby whispers dirty things into your ear, smirking each time goosebumps would arise on your skin. Colby moves his head, leaning down to press his lips to yours. The kisses are messy; teeth clashing and your lip getting bitten. You move your hands to Colby’s shoulders, scratching your nails on his skin. The sudden sensation causes Colby’s hips to buck deeper into you, hitting the spot that makes spots appear in your vision.

[chokemekarl]

Birthday Gift {KarlNotFound Smut/Threesome Mania}

Here's my third installment of my portion of Threesome Mania. All other oneshots can be seen here, from both myself and from Pluto (@plutodexay-nsfw).

Warnings: Dom! George, Switch!Karl, SubReader, Use of the nicknames: Princess, Sweetheart and Kitten, spanking, mentions of Karlnap and potential Karlnap threesome, oral {Male and Female receiving}, deepthroating, name calling: whore, fingering, not edited at all. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Synopsis: After hearing you sucking Karl off under his desk, George invites Karl to spend his birthday with him in London. Upon arriving, Karl tells you the real birthday gift that George was getting and George has no idea that you've tagged along.

As you stepped off the flight, you still had no clue what Karl had in mind when he told George that he had a birthday present for him. For most of the flight, Karl kept talking about how he was excited for George to open his present. As you were landing, you begged Karl to tell you what it was. No matter how much begging you’d done, Karl refused to tell you anything about the gift. Once in the Uber, Karl finally decided to tell you what was going on. 

In a hushed voice, Karl leans over to whisper in your ear. “You really want to know what George’s gift is?” You quickly nodded your head. “You, my pretty girl. You remember when George was active in Discord when you decided to misbehave and tried to suck me off under my desk? He heard most of what happened afterwards and he wanted some of it. He has no clue that you’re coming with me.” 

A flush spreads across your face, “W-why didn’t you tell me? I would have stopped!” 

“You’re a little vouyer yourself, so I didn’t think that you would mind.” You push at his shoulder in an attempt to get him away. “There’s a blue set of lingerie in my suitcase. When we get to George’s, you’re changing into it and then he’s getting what he wants. Understood? You’re going to be a good girl for him, not a brat like you are with me.” 

“I’m not a brat,” You say with a defensive tone. 

“Mhmm and George is not colorblind.” 

George freaked when he saw you, developing you into a big bear hug. It was clear that he was surprised that Karl had brought you with him. As the boys were catching up in the living room, you quietly asked where the bathroom was before disappearing into the hallway that lead towards it. As you were walking, you stopped by Karl suitcase and dug out the bright blue lingerie set. You face flushed when you realized how lacy the bralette was as well as the thin thong. Sitting in the suitcase near the set was also a see through robe that matched the same blue that the set was. As you walked towards the bathroom, you could still hear the boys talking. Entering the bathroom, you quickly change into the set beyond surprised at how well the lingerie hugged your curves. (Karl was always good at picking stuff out the brought out the curves of your breasts as well as your hips.) Tying the robe around your waist, you exit the bathroom and walk back towards the living room where the boys were. Your heels click lightly on the floor. 

“Karl?” Karl’s head snaps in your direction and his mouth drops. Confused, George looks back towards where Karl was looking. Almost mocking Karl, George’s mouth falls open as well. “Gogy.” You nod seductively in his direction. The way his innocent nickname rolled off your lips made his cock harden in his joggers. 

“Holy fuck,” Karl groans and George nods quickly in agreement. “That set looks really fucking good on you.” 

“I-I didn’t think that you were being serious, Karl.” George stutters out, his eyes not leaving your body. 

“Happy birthday, George.” You say with a sheepish smile. The simple innocent act made George want to take you right then and there. 

“I was telling the truth when I mentioned it. My little slut has already agreed to whatever you want. You’re in charge.” Karl begins to stand up, to make his exit, but George grabs his arm and pulls him back to the couch. 

“When I said that I wanted to fuck your girlfriend, I meant with you. What’s the fun if you don’t watch another man destroy your girlfriend?” 

“O-oh, I’m okay with that.” 

George shifts his attention back towards you, “What are your limits or rules?” 

“You can do whatever you want. It’s your birthday gift after all,” You give him a smirk. 

George stands up, “Good. I think it’s time the both of you have been properly punished. Both of you two my room now. I’ll join you in a few.”

When George enters the room, Karl has you on his lap with his lips on yours. The two of you had been heavily making out for the last few minutes and the sight simply pissed George off. Karl’s hands had been pulling your groin against his, rough kisses distracting you from the grinding. George grabs your ponytail and pulls you off Karl. A loud whimper escapes your lips as George pulls you back against his chest. His hand rests on your throat, lightly applying pressure. “I didn’t say the two of you could suck each other’s faces off. I said to come in here and wait. Karl, strip. I want you on your hands and knees with your ass up. She will join you in a few.” 

George quickly turns you around before you could see Karl moving. George roughly presses his lips to yours, kissing you deeply. His hands stay on your cheeks for a few moments before moving down to do the tie in the robe. You allow him to do, the thin robe falls to the ground at your feet. After the robe is out of his way, George reaches his hands down to your ass roughly grabbing it in his hands. He moves his hands away before smacking both sides of you ass. Your mouth falls open and George pushes his tongue in between your lips. Karl must have looked up because a whimper leaves his lips when he see George roughly kissing you and manhandling you. You hear the bedsheets shift and you assume that Karl has gotten on the bed in the way that George had wanted. George pulls back from your kiss to push you towards the bed, “I want you the same way that Karl is.” 

Turning around, you walk towards the bed doing your best to not moan at the sight of Karl with his ass in the air. George chuckles when you pause off a moment before lightly shoving you onto the bed. You get onto your hands and knees, putting your ass up in the same manner Karl was in. George doesn’t say anything and the sound of skin meeting skin rises in your ears. A moan from Karl’s lips and before your ale to process the sound, George’s hand meets your left ass cheek. You gasp and George continues the cycle of smacking Karl’s ass and then yours. Four of Five smacks later, Karl is a mess and begging. 

“G-George, please!” He begs, hoping to get George to stop smacking his ass. George skips smacking your ass, smacking Karl’s ass a little harder than before. 

“Try again, whore. You know what I want to hear.” 

“S-Sir, please. I-I’ve learned my lesson.” Karl moans out softy. 

George grabs Karl up by his shoulders, moving his arm around Karl’s neck. He aggressively holds Karl against him, his lips brushing against Karl’s ear. “I decide when your punishment is done, not you.” He lets go of Karl, letting him fall back onto the bed. There’s another smack onto Karl’s ass and him simply whimpers in response. George shifts his gaze back to you, as you had been wiggling since he’d let go of Karl. 

“Do you want some attention, sweetheart?” George asks before roughly smacking your ass again. “All ya had to do was ask.” 

“I do want attention, sir.” You reply with a small whimper. 

“In due time,” George smacks your ass again before returning another smack to Karl’s. “Right now, you need to take what I’m giving you.” 

George continues to smack each of you, every couple of seconds. After a few minutes, he stops rubbing hand on each of you cheeks. He praises the two of you for a few minutes before standing up from the bed. You whimper from the loss of contact but it’s not long before George is pulling you up from the bed as well. Karl’s being dragged behind you and you’re both forced to your knees. You reach up towards George’s waistband of his joggers to reveal his hardened member. George stops your movements, leaning down to give you a deep kiss. Before standing back up, George switches over to Karl and the two of them share a deep kiss as well. George stands up, watching the two of you exchange looks. Karl surprises you when he grabs George’s cock in his hand, sinking his mouth down only a little. George throws his head back, a loud groan erupting from his throat. 

“I take it you didn’t know that your boy swings both ways, huh?” George mocks your shocked expression and you nod your head. “Well, I’ve heard from Sapnap that he was. I didn’t believe him, but clearly we both were wrong.” 

You watch in silent as George begins to move Karl further down on his length, groaning as Karl softly gags around him. You whimper at the lack of attention and George uses his free hand to lightly smack your cheek. After a couple of seconds, George pulls Karl off of him and reaches for you. 

“Your whore isn’t listening very well today,” George says teasingly as he yanks your hair to pull you closer to him. “I don’t want to hear another whimper or whine when you’re not being touched. Understood?” You nod your head in agreement, knowing that it was going to be a struggle to follow his rules. (As badly as you wanted to be good for him, you also wanted to act out so you were punished.)

George taps your chin and you open your mouth, resting your hands on your thighs. The look of you fully submitting to him made George get a little harder. (If that was possible.) George forces his cock into your mouth, a loud groan escaping his throat as you swallow around him. George begins to thrust his cock further into your mouth, a smirk appearing on Karl’s face as well as George’s as you gag around him. Karl moves his hand to your hair, pushing you further down with each of thrusts. You whimper, finding it hard to catch your breath. Moving one of your hands to George’s thigh, you tap it a few times and George lets go of your hair and you pull off. Gasping for breath, you glance up at George, who simply gives you a cocky smile. 

“What’s the matter, Baby?” Karl teases as he strokes your hair. “Could you not handle it all?” 

“Shut up,” You pant out reaching up to stroke George’s member that was still waiting for some attention. “I’m sure you wouldn’t be able to handle it either.” 

“I think Sapnap would disagree,” George replies and you look up at his face. “Before the two of you whores got together, Sapnap was getting some from Karl. I think I got two or three videos of him fully deep throating Sapnap. There’s a whole other side of Karl that you haven’t seen and I’m determined to change that. Maybe not today, but when I move to America. . . I think Sapnap would enjoy having another one night stand with him.” 

You flush before leaning forward to wrap your lips around the head of George’s cock. George stops you before you are able to do anything, forcing you all the way down on his cock. You gag at the feeling of George hitting the back of your throat while Karl shifts to crouch behind you. Both George and Karl share a look before George nods, and Karl grabs your hips and sets you onto your hands and knees. A gasp falling from your lips which causes George to moan above you. Karl crawls underneath you, tugging your panties to the side before attaching his lips to your clit and allowing his fingers to circle your entrance. You moan around George, doing your best to keep a pace that was satisfying. George yanks on your hair, forces you further down on his cock. Your cunt clenches around nothing as Karl continues to suck harder on your clit, a smirk on his face. With all the pleasure you were feeling, your movements on George falter as you begin to enjoy Karl’s attack on your clit. Without another word, George is yanking you up from the ground and he’s forcing you stand above Karl. Karl scrambles to crouch underneath you, reattaching his lips to your clit. George laughs at his desperate attempts to stay close to you before dropping down to his knees as well. 

“I didn’t tell you stop, but since you decided that you think you deserve more attention, I’ll give you exactly what you want.” 

As Karl sucks on your clit, George pushes two fingers into you and begins to pump them. A loud gasp escapes your lips as you do your best to bite your lip to hide your sounds. A hand roughly slaps your ass, causing a moan to break through your lip bite. Before you can beg for more attention, Karl presses two of his fingers into you next to George. It’s impossible to stop the loud moans and pants that are falling from your lips and your legs begin to shake. One of Karl’s hands and one of George’s hands rest on either side of your thighs. “Stay still, kitten.” 

“I-I don’t know if I can,” You pant, doing your best to stay still as George had requested. Karl sucks harder on your clit and the feeling of the inconsistent thrusting of each of their fingers. “F-fuck, feels so good.” 

Both of the boys begin to move their fingers faster, each of them scissoring you open. Your fingers curl into Karl’s hair, while the other hand curls into George’s black hair. You are a moaning mess, trying to stop your legs from shaking and collapsing on the two of them. As you begin to tighten around their fingers, George begins to press kisses on the inside of your thigh, working his way up to where Karl’s mouth was preoccupied. Simply hearing the two of them, making out underneath you, causes the coil in your stomach to snap and you’re cumming on their fingers. Your legs start to shake as their fingers don’t stop thrusting roughly into your dripping core. 

“P-please!” 

“No one said you could cum, Princess.” Karl teases, stopping his fingers. In a few seconds, George has stopped his as well and you’re stuffed full of both of their fingers. 

“F-felt too good!” You whine in response and George playfully nips your thigh. 

“I think you liked hearing the two of us kissing too much.” George speaks before moving to stand up next to you. Grabbing your chin, he pulls you in for a deep kiss, one that takes your breath away. “How do you want to do this Karl?” 

Karl joins him at your side, pulling your face away from George and pressing a kiss to your lips as well. “You get to fuck her. I always get the chance to do so, I think you deserve the honors. She has a mouth for a reason.” 

George pulls you away from Karl, pushing you roughly onto the bed. You do the best you can to shift on the bed, so you’re comfortable, but George stops you from doing so. He pulls you towards the end of the bed, where your knees hang over the side of it. George teases your clit with the head of his cock, causing your body to shiver at the teasing. Before you start to beg, George roughly thrusts into you. Compared to Karl, he was a little thicker and a little longer. A loud moan escapes your throat as George quickly finds a speed that was fast and harsh before Karl crawls up to where your head was laying. “We don’t want a noise complaint so open your mouth, Princess.” You do as Karl says before he pushes the head of his cock past your lips and into your mouth. As George presses into you, Karl begins to pull out. They had opposite rhythms going and it was making your body go into overdrive, the feeling soon becoming too much for you. Glancing up at Karl, you notice that his eyes are closed and that he’s in pure bliss. Not only was your body in overdrive, but after being neglected for nearly a half hour and his cock straining against his boxers, he was in the same state of mind as you. With each thrust of his hips, Karl makes you gag around his cock which was a sound that George could easily get off on. (And he had, quite a few times.) George’s hands grip your waist hard enough to leave bruises so that you wouldn’t forget this night. He keeps pounding into you, biting his lip in hopes that he wasn’t going to cum quicker than he liked. 

“Look at you kitten,” George says with a soft voice. “Taking both of our cocks so well. If I didn’t know any better, you were entirely cock drunk.” 

You mumble in response, something along the lines of “yes”. It was hard to understand as your mouth was still preoccupied on Karl’s length. Your eyes meet Karl’s and by the way he was thrusting his hips, you could tell that he was getting closer to his orgasm. Simply to tease both of them, you reach your hands up and begin to play with your breasts before pinching and twisting your nipples. Karl whimpers at the view, his hips faltering against your lips. Before you can protest, Karl’s pulling out of your mouth and is quickly pumping his cock. A loud moan escapes his lips as several ropes of cum land on your chest and Karl curses under his breath, “Fucking hell.” 

“G-george,” You whimper out as your back arches off the bed. “I’m close.” 

“I know, kitten. Hold on for a few more minutes.” George leans down to start lapping at some of Karl’s cum that had landed on your breasts. Karl moans at George’s actions, causing a smirk to appear on his face against your chest. Karl leans down to press his lips to yours, swallowing any moans that left your body. George’s thrust begin to get sloppy and you struggle to communicate how close you were. However, George was able to tell and with a simple, “Come for me, Kitten.” You’re coming undone on his cock, your moans and pants still being swallowed by Karl’s kisses. As soon as you cum, George is pulling out of you and you feel his cum land on your lower regions and Karl finally pulls back from the kiss to let you make some noise. A simple sigh falls from your lips before George leans up and kisses you. 

“I never realized how much of a whore the both of you were,” George says with a soft laugh. “Clearly I was wrong.” 

“Shut up and get a towel,” Karl hisses before pressing kisses down the side of your neck. As George disappears from the room, you turn to look at Karl. 

“Does this mean I get a threesome with you and Sapnap later?” You tease with a smirk. 

“We’ll talk about it later.”

[chokemekarl]

Better on you.. (18+ MINORS DNI)

fem!reader, riding, unprotected pnv (birth control works 100% in fiction land), dom!Dream, size difference, praise, dumbification, creampie, aftercare

Riding Dream wearing one of his football jerseys.

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Dream’s been busy in his office all day, editing or in meetings, and you suddenly get an idea of how to treat him tonight.

You open his big closet and see one of his OU jersey’s, the one that has ‘Dream’ across the back. You strip off all of your clothes, including underwear, and slip the jersey on. It’s a dress on you, the bottom reaching just past your knees. You go to sit in front of the big mirror that’s next to your shared bed, and grab your phone to take pictures of yourself.

The first photo was you on your knees, the jersey keeping everything covered. You send it to him saying, “I found a new dress 👀”

Dream replies, “damn it looks better on you than me 😳” You smile and take another picture, the time from the side, the jersey is held up by your hand allowing your bare ass to be in view. You send it to him, “are you done working? 🤭”

Dream sees it and his jaw drops, he doesn’t even reply he just gets up and leaves his office, making a beeline for his bedroom. He opens the door and is met with you laying on the bed with your legs spread slightly, back against the headboard.

“Baby what are doing? Teasing me with dirty pictures? Are you trying to kill me?” Dream says crawling towards you on the bed. You meet him halfway and pull him by his shirt collar into a sloppy kiss.

Dreams hands make grab your waist and pull you into his lap, your bare core rubbing against his hard length that’s prominent in his sweatpants. You pull back and maneuver your hands under his shirt saying between gasps as he’s now kissing your neck, “I missed you, I’ve been so needy today and it seems you are too,”

Dream pulls back and throws his shirt off over his head, “Yeah I- I’m kinda needy too, you drive me crazy sweetheart,” he says moving you both around so his back is towards the headboard. Both of your hands are running all over each other, as you straddle his lap and grind against him.

You’re hands roam down his chest and stomach, tugging his sweatpants down. Dream helps you fully take them off alongside his briefs, “Come on baby, take what you need,” he says breathlessly. You had been teasing and playing with yourself before he came in, so you could be ready.

You slowly sink down on his length, whimpering at his size. “Fuuuck, that’s it baby, good girl,” Dream groans out. You start a steady pace moving up and down, Dream meets you halfway and rolls his hips up into you. “Dream! Oh my god yes fuck~ more I need more please,” you moan trying to maintain a steady pace.

Dream grabs your waist and practically fucks you on himself, “Yeah? You need me to fuck you baby? You’re too small to do it by yourself huh? I’m here baby, just look pretty and take my fucking dick,”

Dream speeds up and fucks you harder and faster. You fall foward into his chest, moaning and whimpering. Dream maneuvers his hand to have his thumb rubbing your clit, getting you closer to finishing. “Cum for me baby, be a good girl and cum for me so I can fill you up. You want that yeah? Want me to fucking cum deep inside huh?” Dreams basically growls in your ear between moans.

You scream his name as you cum hard, him following behind moaning as he cums deep inside you.

Dream holds you close, running his hands up and down your back. After a short moment he pulls out and lays you down on your back, he gets up and grabs a damp washcloth and a glass of water for you. He comes back and gently cleans you up. You whine at the sensitivity but he soothes you and finishes up quickly.

“Mmm I should wear your jerseys more often,” you say with a yawn and a small laugh. Dream chuckles and lays down next to you, “Yeah well, like I said, it looks better on you than me,” he says kissing your forehead as you drift asleep.

[chokemekarl]

softdom!karl x afab!reader oneshot - NSFW

a/n: thank you for the request! i love long requests and just hearing what you guys have to say. feel free to reach out in my dms as well i love interacting with y'all <3 so sorry for how long this took. i've never written longer smut like this before and it was difficult to pace fhsdkjf

tw: unprotected sex, a creampie, oral (afab!reader receiving), praise, edging, uhh that should be it

NSFW BELOW THE CUT - MDNI

"You're so beautiful, baby," Karl murmured against your lips. "so so beautiful for me." He carefully laid your exposed body back on the edge of his bed and stepped back to soak in every detail of you. He smiles and admires the whimpering mess that he created. "Karl...I need more please..." you whined at him, desperate for his touch.

He kissed your forehead first and began trailing kisses down your cheeks, on you lips, and under your jaw. He brushes his lips against your collarbone and stomach and slowly moves his body farther and farther down yours until kneels on the floor with his head stopped right between your thighs. "Is this what you want, sweetheart?" his warm breath against your cunt makes your thighs tremble. "Please, Karl!" you cried out.

He immediately dives into your pussy, starting with long stripes between your folds. A mixture of moans, curses, and his name spill from your mouth as your thighs clamp down on his head. He snakes one of his hands between your legs and presses a gentle thumb against your clit, rubbing slow circles. "Tell me how you feel, darling" he coos against your sopping hole. "I-it's so good, Karl..." you manage to cry out.

He's gotten to know your body's tells so well after countless times of servicing you. He understands every noise you make and every little movement that leads to your climax. Unfortunately, he uses it against you and manages to stop himself at the very last moment, ruining your orgasm. "Karl, please I was so close" you whimper.

"I know, sweetheart." He pushes himself up so his face is inches from yours, his leaking cock brushing your entrance slightly as he adjusted his body. "I'll get you there don't worry," he places a gentle kiss to your forehead. "You know I just love to see you finish on my cock." Before you can respond he pushes himself gently into you, not breaking eye contact. His mouth falls open slightly as he bottoms out and begins to thrust slowly in and out of you.

As he begins to increase his pace, your hands instinctively grip onto his shoulders. Your nails dig into his skin as you move underneath him, matching his pace and hitting the sweet spot over and over. He feels your walls tighten around him as you get close to your orgasm again, causing him to approach his own as well. His hips quicken and slaps echo in the room. "I want you to cum with me, baby," he groans into your ear, his warm breath sending tingles down your spine. "Can you do that for me, darling?"

"Y-yes..." you breathe out. As soon as he hears your response, he pushes himself onto his knees and grabs your legs so that your ankles are on his shoulders before continuing to pound into you somehow even deeper than before. "Cum for me, y/n"

Both of your moans fill the room as you both reach your high. His hips stutter and his thrusts become sloppy as he spills himself into you. His mouth is open slightly and his eyes are locked on yours. "S-so pretty when you come on my cock.." he pants as he slows to a stop and lowers his body back onto you. "You did so good, baby" he mumbles, snuggling into you. "so so good for me"

[chokemekarl]

RIDING GEORGE HCS OMFF

Riding George would be such a power trip because you just know he’s a bitch about it

George is always a tease, being an ass when he’s balls deep in you talking about you being the desperate one even with him being the one shaking.

So being on top of him would be an attempt to shut him up, an attempt. You’d be right above him giving him a taste of his own medicine and he’s trying so hard to not seem like he needs it.

“You’re thighs are going to hurt if you keep teasing yourself like that just give in”

You could see on his face he was trying to get you to ignore the fact that his words were shaky and quiet, he had tears running down his face that he was ignoring with every fiber of himself.

When you eventually sat down on him you’d have to put your hand over his mouth, the moan coming from being so loud the soundproof of the room probably couldn’t contain it.

I could see him begging at this point. Like all the build up he still had his confidence but the moment you’re on his dick he caves, completely unable to control himself and trying his absolute hardest to fuck into you even with one of your hands holding his hip to the bed.

[chokemekarl]

dream praising female reader while fucking her? 👀

tysm for the request <3 and im SOSO SORRY FOR THE WAIT, i literally got this request SO long ago but i couldnt bring myself to write it. also sorry if the format's wonky, its my first time writing fully on pc...

ps. sorry it's so short, i couldnt think of much to write for it and idk why. no aftercare written, but im js imagining him running a bath for her afterwards and telling her how good she was for him:((

NOT BETA READ ! NSFW UNDER CUT

it was a longshot; he didn't know if you would be fully into it at first- but it just slipped out, and it went farther than he would have expected.

"god, you're such a good girl f'me. taking my cock so well." he muttered whilst biting your shoulder as an attempt to keep himself grounded as he fucks into you from behind, hearing your moans and mewls. he groans as he feels your cunt flutter around him, an obvious reaction to the way he started praising you all of the sudden.

he was almost surprised, but he took advantage of the new knowledge. "you like it when i call you a good girl, yeah? praising you like the good little slut you are?" he teases. "yes- yes! i do- i- do!! fuuck-!" you manage to make out the response shakily; you were practically fucked dumb in dream's arms.

as dream was consistently praising and degrading you, it felt like hours had gone by; you could barely even make a sound other than moans anymore. it wasn't until dream reached his free hand down to rub your clit that you were brought back to reality. the small bundle of nerves had a dull ache from how many times you've come, but it didn't stop him from making you release over and over. you moan at the unexpected friction coming from dream's fingers, as you feel the oh so familiar feeling of your abdomen tightening, begging for release.

"please- fuck- pleasepleaseplease-! c-can i cum, please i need'a cum.." you beg, your voice getting higher pitched as you get closer and closer to impending release. dream slows his fingers on your clit for a moment, almost contemplating if he should let you cum, or make you wait. but, he decided to be nice this time as he speeds up his fingers once again. "you wanna cum, yeah? then cum, now. cum on my cock like a good girl." all you saw was white as the coil in your stomach snapped abruptly, just mere moments after he finished his sentence. he finished as soon as he felt your walls tighten around him, filling you with his own cum.

ty for reading!! and again, i apologize for how long it took me to get this out. requests are officially, fully open!!

[chokemekarl]

Face toward the sunset

Summary: You and your boyfriend had just gotten back from his celebration, drunk and tired—but one thing you knew about Colby, was that he could never keep his hands off you when he was intoxicated.

Warning(s): Drunk!Colby, Mature language, Degradation, switch!dom!Colby, F!ngering, unprotected p in v, breeding kink, praise kink, male!recieving, bruising and marking, the whole nine really.

It felt like you had been carrying thousand pound rocks on your back as you carried your drunken boyfriend through the house. You couldn’t see much and you were only trying to get back to your shared room. Colby was heavy on his feet due to his drowsiness and of course was much more heavy then you.

Colby always got drunk but never blacked out, although Tonight was the celebration for his and Sam’s youtube anniversary and he only let loose this one time. You had a few drinks yourself but you knew he’d end up like this so you paced yourself while he downed drinks like they were plain water.

You had just barely made it once you reached the entrance to your living room and practically pushed Colby onto your couch with a huff. He was laughing but you of course were not, being as you just carried him across the lawn. You made your way over to where you kept the food you had stored and pulled a few things out of the pantry, things that would make him some what full to hopefully sober him up a little.

You of course, wanted to go to sleep but Colby was never that easy when he was drunk. He’s far too touchy for you to even close your eyes without him doing something to wake you up. You poured juice into a small cup and set it on the end table, along with the fruits you were cutting for him to eat, but like always, that wouldn’t last long.

His giant arms snaked around your small frame from behind you and his warm body pressed up against yours, you could already feel the growing erection under his leather pants. He didn’t say anything, only leaning his head down to place sweet kisses to your neck as you continued to cut fruit.

“Go sit down, baby. I’m making you some food” Your free hand reaches back to touch his head but he only hums in response, continuing his movements from before. “Colby, please just eat this for me?” You turn to him once your finished and he’s already looking at you with those half lidded eyes, making your stomach explode with butterflies like you hadn’t seen it before. “Please?”

A smirk pulls at his lips as he walks toward you, pulling your body against his and capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. His touch was hungry against your skin, fingertips hard against your waist to hold you steady. You gave into him for a small second before pulling away, placing your finger over his lips.

“Eat this and you can get all the kisses you want, Okay?” He huffs but takes the plate from you, sitting down on the chair you had just added to your home. You walk over to where you put your basket of clothes by your laundry room, opening it to pull out a new top to fall asleep in since the one you had on was barely a shirt and quite uncomfortable.

You unclip the straps of the top you had on and let it fall to the ground, working to strap on the new and looser one you pulled out from the basket. After changing your top, you looked for a pair of shorts to slip into that also was loose, your tired eyes becoming far too lidded to think about anything other then sleep.

Just before you could slip into a new pair, the hungry hands your boyfriend possessed pulled you back, turning your body to face him all in under a second. You gasped at the sudden movement, realizing he had pulled you onto his lap while he sat in the chair. “Colbs, I barely have clothes o-“ Once again, he cut you off with a passionate kiss to your lips, wrapping his hand gently around your throat.

Of course you gave in under his grasp like you always did, his lips tasted of the fruit you had given him before and it only drew you more in then you had been already.

But as soon as you felt his tongue slip past your lips, you quickly pulled away.

“Not tonight, colb. Your drunk” You try to reason but he isn’t listening. The two of you had already talked about things like this and while you knew sober him wouldn’t care if you had sex, you still didn’t know if you were completely sure about that. “Let’s just go to sleep-“

“You said as many kisses as I want, didn’t you?” He raises an eyebrow while mocking your words, reaching up to stroke your hair with his gentle fingertips. “Looked so beautiful tonight, can’t believe your all mine” His strong arms pull you close to him so his face stuffed between the crook of your neck, taking in your sweet smell through his nose.

Your cheeks grow hot as you watch his face nuzzling against your body like a cat would do to its owner. You giggled at his movements but he didn’t care, only continuing his actions from before. Your hands combed his messy hair with care, twisting it around your fingers as you hug his head close to you. Colby was always touchy when he was drunk. He needed to be under your skin, only able to smell your scent as he slept.

“Colby!” Your body jolts at the sudden sensation between your legs, his hand that was once laid on your back, was pressed against your cunt. “Colbs, I don’t need-“ His lips are practically attacking your neck with the most passionate and wet kisses you could imagine, a sigh leaving your mouth as you felt the pleasure fill areas you shouldn’t have. When Colby was drunk, he gets extremely horny and practically will eat you alive if you don’t give yourself to him. For some reason your boyfriends hormones are much worse when he’s intoxicated.

He didn’t even need you to please him, he only ever wanted to please you. It was weird because you’d think it was the other way around but not with him. His thumb was pressing against your clit with care, rubbing circles to it while his tongue glides against your skin. His lips brush your ear softly before taking its lobe between his teeth, gently pulling it with a chuckle. “So easy, My love” Your ears flick at his hot breath against you, watching as he pulled his fingers back up between your faces to show you the mess you left covering them.

You watch as he slips his fingers into his mouth one at a time, cleaning them from your sweet slick. His free arm snakes around your waist swiftly, and his face leans up to meet your own in a sweet kiss, leaning his large body against your own to guide you to lay on your back to which you quickly oblige.

“Good girl” He praises with a smirk, trailing kisses down your neck till he got to your bra. “Let’s get this out of the way, yeah?” You hum, pushing his hair out of his face as he unclips the piece of clothing, eyes gluing to your chest. “You are so breathtakingly beautiful, baby. So beautiful” A small laugh leaves your mouth as your cheeks flush at his repeated and slurred soft words and a moan coaxes your throat as he swirls his tongue around your hardened nipple, kneading the other one between his fingers.

When you and Colby first started dating, you were so insecure about your body for months but now? You didn’t have time to be insecure because he quite literally worshiped your body. He’d place kisses on every spot you hated, and remind you constantly throughout the days how beautiful you looked, especially when you woke up in the morning. He made sure to remind you hourly.

“Always getting what you want, huh?” You huff as he pulls away from your chest with a chuckle, and moving down your bare body. His big hands cup under your thighs and push your legs apart, bending your knees back so your heels were laying against his shoulders. His eyes were strained to yours as his thumb circled your clit, watching your face twist in pleasure. It was a guilty pleasure of yours, honestly. Colby went down on you almost everytime you had been stressed or angry, and you love every second his mouth is attached to your forbidden area. He knew your body inside and out, and it was practically impossible for him to contain himself.

A small but quiet gasp catches in your throat abruptly and you let your head quickly fall back, Colby’s eyes still set on you while he sunk his middle finger inside you with ease. “Thought you didn’t need it?” He teases but your too in awe to care, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth.

“Stop being a tease, Colby” you tell him seriously, a smirk pulling at his lips once his name left your mouth. His face lowered toward your center, curling his finger against the soft walls of your insides as the tip of his tongue touched your clit gently. “Come on, Colbs” Your hand is already on its way to his head before you could realize, and you let your fingers roam his soft hair.

He didn’t know if it was just the alcohol or something but you looked so pretty in this light. Of course you always did, but something about tonight was different. You were impatient and whining like a brat but he loved it, he loved making you suffer knowing he was going to make up for it by the end of the night with you under him, begging for more of him.

You let out a semi loud moan once his lips closed around your clit, another one of his fingers slipping into you unannounced. “Fuck” Random curse words were leaving your mouth just to help silence your horribly loud moans, holding your boyfriend’s head close to your body as he devoured every last bit of you. To say you were in love with him was an understatement.

His long fingers were just enough to brush your cervix and Colby always took advantage of that, gently pushing you over the edge till you had been trembling under him. He sucked harshly against your clit as your heels dug against his shoulders, choked out moans escaping past your lips.

Your sweet sounds were music to his ears and he couldn’t help but grind himself against the couch under him, his free hand palming his still growing erection. Your hips wind against his face without your control but he doesn’t mind it, it only made him harder watching you struggle the way you were.

“Baby… Colby please” You beg, almost screaming if he didn’t get you there soon. He never stopped the degrading movement he had against your cunt, letting you do the rest in connecting the two of you.

Your pleasure fills his own body hot and fast, and Colby found himself palming himself harder then before, speeding up his movements against you. He wanted to take his time but you both knew drunken sex was a fast experience out of pure lust, you wouldn’t even know you were done till you laid atop his chest at the end of the night.

“Colby…!” His name rolls off your tongue with ease since you don’t hold back, fingers clasping around his hair as your back pushed off the couch, crying out to your overstimulated clit while you continued to release against him. Colby was flush against you, not pulling away until he was sure he had enough of your sweet taste.

Finally, he lifts his head and pulls his fingers from you, watching as your release drip down them with a chuckle. “Your bad, baby” Your able to see his full face now and you can’t help but giggle, watching closely as he hovered back over you.

“you look good with a beard” You tease, wiping off the remaining release on his chin and around his mouth. You lean up to his lips, brushing them against your own. You could feel his heart beating out of his chest as you move to his ear, letting your hand travel down between the two of you. His eyes widened once your hand wrapped around his painfully hard cock, practically holding back a whimper that threatened in the back of his throat. “Aw, baby… your practically suffering” You could feel the small beads of pre that left his tip urgently, placing soft kisses against his jaw. “However you want it, Mr. Brock”

His eyebrows raise at that name and he almost instantly pulls your face in front of his own, capturing your soft lips in a rough and wet kiss. Your free hand untied his pants before traveling up his back, leaving light scratches against his pale skin. “Want you to ride me” He confesses against your lips and you couldn’t help but smirk, pushing against his stomach gently.

“The balcony” you mumble and his eyes fill with complete love as he lifts you up in his arms, carrying you out of your house and to the big ledge that was connected to your room. You even had a whole bed out there for when the two of you fell asleep watching the sunset. Plus, who wouldn’t want to make love while watching the sunset? Thank god your house was in the darker part, away from everyone else’s.

You watch as Colby sits on the bed you had out there and your eyes catch a glimpse of the beautiful contrasted sunset, a smile appearing on your lips. Colby’s eyes were burning holes against your body, mesmerized in how perfectly your shape shadowed from the sun in front of you. It captured every curve, every freckle that was slowly becoming more visible against your skin, he could fall in love with you time and time again if he kept looking at you like this.

Your attention is fully turned to your boyfriends body, eyes taking in the beautiful man in front of you. His legs were slightly open and his cock sat pretty against his stomach, the sun capturing the shapes of his abs perfectly. His arms laid calm next to his body but you could tell he was getting impatient, shifting every so often which made you giggle under your breath.

You let your knees softly hit the ground before crawling towards him, running your fingernails gently across his thighs till you were sitting right in front of his erection. It was clear he wanted to jump straight into sex and as much as you did too, you wanted to take care of him first, even the playing field a little bit.

“Your evil” His head is spinning from his drunken state and he’s becoming desperate as your grab hold of his length, stroking it ever so slowly with your eyes examining its every vein and shade of white. A lot of woman wouldn’t be so obsessed with this part of their men but not you. Colby’s body was your fortress, one only you could open and make your own.

“Such a pretty cock, baby” The words are hushed into a whisper but his ears fall back and so does his head, butterflies filling his stomach. He wasn’t the only one with a praise kink. His tip was a shade lighter then the rest of his length but wasn’t light, and the width it portrayed made it hard for you to close your small hand around it. “Just hold on a little longer, handsome. Gonna make you feel so good”

His eyes squeeze shut once he feels your tongue glide against his tip, collecting the pre that was still escaping from him. Your tongue is exploring every inch on his length in under a minute, and you can clearly see he was barely holding on above you. His moans were hoarse and grunted, trying his hardest to conceal himself since you had been basically outside.

“Fuck, Y/N. I’m gonna come if you don’t—shit!” His body jerks and your eyes meet his, watching his reaction as his balls meet your palm, his cock still buried deep in your mouth like you had something to prove. You knew he wasn’t going to last and that’s exactly what you wanted, you wanted him to feel what you did. “You know I won’t beg you, Y/N but-“

His words only make you speed up your movements, chasing after his high. You could feel him pulsing in your mouth, and his hand reached down to hold the side of your head, more of in a comforting way then pushing you down. He was far too drunk to even argue with you, he just wanted to be inside you now.

And soon enough, he came undone with the loudest whimpers you had ever heard him let out, painting your tongue with the hot spurts of his release. His chest heaved horribly as you pulled away from his length with a pop, his eyes retracing back to your own watching you swallow its remains.

His cock was still painfully hard but you didn’t waste any time on that, moving up on the bed so you’d hover over him, allowing him to capture your lips against his. “Such a perfect little slut for me” He hums, noticing a small bit of his release was still on your cheek. He wipes it with his thumb, sinking it past your lips with a chuckle.

Colby’s large hands slowly slip over your bare hips, waiting for you to sink down on him. His head was between your neck now, attacking it with wet hickeys you knew would leave a mark the next day, a moan slipping from your mouth as his fingers tighten around your skin.

“Come on, pretty girl. I’ve got you” He reassures, taking one side of your butt in his hand, squeezing the pillowed skin as your hands find his shoulders for balance, his tip pressing against your very wet slit. You hold his head against you, letting out a shaky breath as you sunk down on him with ease, that familiar full feeling you were so fond of. Your boyfriend hums in approval and in full pleasure, messaging your skin gently till your body met his and you were fully sat on his lap.

His tip was already brushed against your cervix without even moving, and your walls couldn’t help but clamp over him every other minute. “Oh my god, Colby” you pull his hair back as you lift your hips with the help of his hands, watching his eyes fall onto your own.

“That’s it, just like that” Your bodies become so close once you start, faces barely even an inch apart but you didn’t kiss, you wanted him to watch you. He reached undeniable heights inside you, bruising up your skin just to help you move your hips. “My good girl—fuck, you do it so good”

Soon your movements sped up quickly, and holding onto his shoulders didn’t help at all, you had to place both hands on the wall behind him just to gain stability. Your boyfriend watches you in awe, as if it was his first time seeing you this way. Your hips grind against him the way he loved while your head fell back into the air, the both of you becoming slightly sweaty already.

Drunk sex always felt way too good but usually it was faster and much sweatier, this felt far too different. Even if your hips moved fast against his, it still felt like everything had been in slow motion. The way his hands held your delicate body in his embrace as he thrust his hips up to meet your own, how his lips parted in anticipation to kiss yours, Colby was so hungry for you—his body, was hungry for you.

“Gonna come, Pretty girl?” As if your whimper wasn’t enough to confirm his question, the way your hips moved way faster against his with your walls effortlessly clenching around him was definitely enough. Your body was calling for release and he could see that, coaching you through it with the simplest of words.

His hand leaves your hip and attaches itself around your neck, pulling you down to his face so your lips would crash into each others. His tongue instantly slipped into your mouth through your moans, holding your hips down so he could hit your deepest areas. Your high was approaching fast and he could feel it corrupting you, sitting up with you in his arms so you were literally sitting in his lap.

Your arms wrap around his neck and you can’t help but pull away from your boyfriend, throwing your head back as you rode him faster then before, nails digging against the skin on his chest. “Colb- fuck!” Your whimpers and moans are only motivating him more, the friction between the two of you was almost unbearable.

His large hand cups the side of your face and all that can be heard is the sound of skin slapping against another, your moans echoing the forest like a mockingjay’s song. “Come for me, dirty girl. Talk to me, Baby” His voice is husky against your ear and it makes your body completely feral, leaning your sweaty forehead against your boyfriends when you feel the pit grow in your stomach.

“Oh, Colbs” You moan breathlessly against his face, pushing his hair away from his eyes to look at him. “I love you, I love you, I love you, I-“ He ceases your rambling with a sweet kiss to your lips, reaching down to rub your clit between the two of your bodies.

“I love you far more, My good girl” He hums against you and watches as your eyes roll back, you were so close—just barely tipped over the edge. “Now come for me so I can turn you over and fuck you like you’ve been wanting for the past week” With only a few last circles against your clit and strokes to your dripping cunt, you came undone harshly against his body, gripping onto his shoulders as you let out the most beautiful cries he’d ever heard.

Your body shutters against his and all that could be heard now was the breathing between you two, his hands reaching up to caress your face gently. “Fucking hell, what alcohol did we drink” He chuckles, kissing the tip of your nose.

Both of your eyes traveled down between the two of you, noticing the puddle of liquid you had left on your boyfriend’s abdomen. You always got so embarrassed but he found it so attractive, he wanted you to give him that validation.

“Hands and knees, Face toward the sunset” You slowly remove yourself from your boyfriend, turning your semi-weak body toward the orange sunset, doing exactly as he requested. You had no idea how you were so worn out but the feeling of his hands against your back were enough to bring you back to reality. “That’s it. M’gonna sort you out baby, don’t worry” His voice is low behind you as he pushes his length against your slick, coating it in more of you.

“Your teasing…” you push back against him eagerly, earning a small chuckle from his lips as he leaned down, hovering his body over your own. His hands lingered over your body as he placed soft kisses along your shoulder before moving to your ear, taking it between his teeth. His body was so warm against yours and you could feel yourself getting hot all over again, leaning into his touch.

“If you don’t like my teasing, why are you moaning?” He questions cockily in your ear and you roll your eyes, pushing your arms out in front of you so your back was fully arched for him. The boy chuckled, pulling your hair away from your now fully exposed neck so he could access it, his free hand reaching down to line himself up with your slit. “Keep doing that, and you’ll wake up pregnant” You hum against the bed with a smile, Oh how much you wanted that.

“What if i wanted that?” His large hand clamps over your mouth as he continued to place kisses along your body, ignoring what you had just said. You were both drunk but he was sober enough to know this was just your alcohol talking.

“Ask me when your sober, My love” Some of his words are slurred but he speaks all the truth, removing his hand from your mouth and to your neck, tilting your head till he could kiss your lips.

Your breath is taken from you when you feel him slip into you all at once, and you quickly pull away from him with a gasp and your fingers squeezing the cloth under you. “Your so… fuck—your annoying!” He chuckles, reaching down to pull your hips closer to his own, already stroking you at a steady pace.

Your body moves with every slow and passionate thrust, and a soft moan comes out with it. Colby is loving above you, whispering sweet nothings into your ear with that husked accent of his. “I’ve been thinking about this all. Fucking. Week” His breath his hot against your neck as he speaks, you could feel the sweat between you two and the heat you both shared against your connected bodies.

Usually, the two of you would have a date night on Tuesday’s every week but this week was so hectic you didn’t have any time to do so. You and Colby would spend the night just holding each other, loving each other. Without date night, you two didn’t have any time to yourselves other then when you’d go to bed.

“Then why are you going easy on me? You know I love it when your rough” You know your words will tease him in a way he’d give in and that’s exactly why you said it. Usually the two of you would make love during sex, but you were so tired of that now. You wanted him to treat you like you were some random girl—a slut. “Lost your touch, pretty boy?”

“Lost my touch? What are you saying, Y/N” You could tell his words were with content and not worry, and you knew now that you had him right where you wanted him. “Are you saying I can’t fulfill your needs?” You giggle and push yourself into him even more, earning a small groan from his lips. “Dirty girl, you are playing a dangerous game”

“You know what I want, Colbs. So give it to me” His hand is clasp around your neck, tilting your head back till you could look at him with those big doe eyes you loved to tease him with. “That’s all you want, right? To please me?” Your eyelashes bat at him without your control, watching as his eyes slowly turned into voids. You had him now.

He didn’t even have to speak, only staring into your eyes as he pulled out of you, pushing back in with force and intent. Your eyes roll back and your body jerks up with every thrust he sends you, ten times harder them before. Your hands reach back to hold onto him but it only pisses him off, grabbing your wrists to cling together in front of you. His body was practically inside your own, laying on top of you while pinning your hands.

Your moans were much, much louder now and you couldn’t control them. He was hitting every little area in your body, one’s you didn’t even know you had. His cock wasn’t just kissing your sweet spot, it felt like it was the easiest spot for him to access and everytime he’d hit it, your body would shake under his. “This is what you wanted, right? Me to fuck you like your some whore? Ha. Can’t believe you said I lost my touch” He chuckled in your ear, biting the soft skin of your shoulder. You were begging now, so fucking desperate for him.

“Yes! Fuck, this is what I wanted. Wanted you to fuck me how you used to!” How he used to? Great mother you should’ve never said that.

“How I used to?” Of course your words make him rethink and come back ten times harder, lifting his torso from you to pull your hands behind your back, earning the loudest whimper from you. “That’s okay, my love. I’ll give everything to you now, and don’t even think about coming till I say so” there he was, your teenage fever.

It looked inhumane the way he was treating your body. From the way his hips snapped into yours, to how he held your hands right behind your back, and how he pushed your face into the bed to muffle your very loud moans. But it all felt way too good, this is exactly what you wanted and you knew he was the only man who could fulfill it. You never wanted him to stop.

“Right there! Right fucking—oh my god” You were so close to your edge it was torture. You were practically begging him to let you come before you had to, you knew you couldn’t hold it much longer. “Colby, I can’t… I’m— fuck!”

“You better hold it” He threatens, pushing your arch deeper. You let out a cry and his boyfriend reaction was more then enough to slow down, reaching down to your neck to pull you up against his body. Your head fell lazily against his chest but your reassuring eyes told him everything he needed to know. “Safe word, pretty girl?” You shook your head and grabbed his, pulling his face against yours in a rough kiss. He wasn’t hurting you, he could never hurt you.

“I need it, Colbs. Please just give it to me” From the second his teeth sunk into the delicate skin of your neck, to when he started to send slow strokes to your body, you felt yourself lose control and the only thing keeping you up was his hand wrapped around your stomach. You couldn’t take it, the pleasure was far too much.

He can feel your undeniable orgasm approaching and so was his, and at this point he couldn’t hold back anymore. His teeth remove from your skin, tongue swiping over any blood that escaped from your neck with his heavy breath beside you. “Look at you, taking my cock so well. Fuck, m’gonna come… want you to come with me. Can you do that for me?” You nod desperately, moving your hips against his to meet his rough strokes. “Touch yourself”

Your limp body is heavy in his arms as you reach down, rubbing circles against your clit at the same speed of his thrusts. Your moans and begs only grew louder, and Colby was on his very edge. “Doing so good for me—Come, pretty girl. I’m right behind you!” His coaching words make you cry aloud, holding onto his body for support as you felt your orgasm slowly tipping over its end, rubbing your clit. faster to chase that high. “Just one more, baby. Need you to come so I can fill this pretty cunt nice and full just like you wanted”

“Colb—fuck, fuck fuck! I’m… Mmph! I’m coming!” He continues to coach you to it, and with one last snap of his hips and circle to your clit, you felt your body release it’s everything onto his. He shushes your loud scream while silencing his own grunts, fingers digging into your hips to pull you close, painting your gummy walls with his white, hot release.

All that was heard was your heavy breathing and the sounds of birds chirping in the air, and you soon found yourself collapsed next to each other on the bed. Your chests were heaving horribly, and the sweat that drip from your foreheads were now everywhere. You were so tired.

Colby turned to look at you, smirk pulling at his lips at the sight of all the marks and bruises he had put on your body—ones you enjoyed having to cover because he gave them.

“Watch the sunset with me?” Your eyebrows raise slightly and his face softens, a smile pulling at the corner of his lips. Ending the night like this was perfect. It was almost as if you had just gotten back from date night. He leans down gently to place his lips against your own, relishing in the taste of your sweet lips.

He lays back and places one of his arms above his forehead while opening his other for you, watching you with a smile as you cuddle your naked body over his. Your head is nuzzled between his neck and your legs are shuffled with his own, the light of the sunset reflecting off your skin. Colby grabbed the blanket from behind you and pulled it over you both, laying his large arm over you once you were comfortable.

“I’m still so fucking drunk” He sighs making you laugh while you drew imaginary shapes along his chest, leaning your head up to kiss his jaw. “We can sleep now” You roll your eyes with another laugh, imagining what it would’ve been like had you actually went to sleep when you told him to earlier.

“I love you, Pretty boy” You hum, hugging his torso. He looks down at your already relaxed body, leaning his face down to kiss your head.

“I love you way more, My beautiful girl”

[chokemekarl]

i’m not sure if that anon meant everyone everyone… if they didn’t could you still include karl please? i’m dying for some new karl content

They did specify but I’m still debating as some of the people I don’t have much motivation for atm due to issues. Butttttttt since you said please I can maybe do a small thing…….

Karl is the most teasing people pleaser you’ve ever met. He’ll do whatever you ask without even making you beg, the only issue is he’s going to take his time.

You want him between your legs? You’ve got it, but you’re not gonna move for hours. Even when your legs are numb and the lower half of his face is drenched, he’s not going to be anywhere close to done. Every time you’d try to make him go faster he’d put you back in place, going as far as holding your hands by your hips, making him giggle every time you try and move them again.

He’s even worse when fucking you, taking ages to prep you, changing the speed every time you breath hitched at his movements, just making you crave it all over again. He’d go inch by inch taking what would feel like ages between them, any time you’d complain he’d completely restart over and over again.

You’d always get what you wanted in the end, along with any sweets of your choice and probably a steaming hot bath. But he will make you wait for it every single time.

[chokemekarl]

Prompt 3 with dream pls pls pls!!

“Please kiss me”

This was going to be a long smut but I started it back in october and gave up so I did a not really smut finish to it. It's essentially just a shortish loving dream work with his shirt off, so soft I almost posted it on my sfw page.

Sap was drunk off his ass by the time he comically threw his drink on Dreams shirt, laughing his ass odd at the action before almost falling flat on his face. After gelling sapnap get somewhere where he couldn’t break anything he headed up towards your shared room, you following shortly behind.

He barely made it through the door before stripping off the sticky shirt, walking towards the bathroom to get the stain washed away, your offers of help being shushed as the sink started to run. You could hear the muffled sighs behind the door as the water echoed.

It took a few minutes before he walked back into the room, apparently the spill had gotten on his pants as well since he walked into the room in nothing but his boxers and a slightly annoyed look on his face.

“You alright love?” You asked, already expecting him to lie in response.

“Just tired doll I’ll be okay” A lie, he’d been on edge the entire night and he really liked that shirt.

He fell onto the bed next to you, hair bouncing in time with the blankets below him. His eyes closed as he took a deep breath in, trying to calm the nerves of the day without making it glaringly obvious. You sat in silence for a few minutes, watching him breathe knowing words would come when he was ready, he could never keep it all in for too long.

You heard him mutter something, words so soft you couldn’t hear them even in your hyper focused mindset. Looking at him you could see the red spreading across his face, at least what parts of it you could see through his hands. With a hm in response you heard him sigh once again.

“Am I worth it for you?” The words were still quiet, but his hands were moved and he was looking in every direction but you.

“In every way” You whispered back, just loud enough for him to hear it.

For the first time time in hours you saw a small smile spread across his face, finally looking at you, eyes obviously filling with tears. Sitting up slowly, he messed up the blankets below him, his brain obviously wracking for his next action. After a few moments he reached out to put his hand on your hip, pulling you closer to the point where you almost fell flat against his bare chest, barely catching yourself as he let out a small chuckle making you shiver.

He held you there for a while, keeping his hand on your hip as he drew random patterns across the fabric covering your skin. You could feel him shiver every time you tried to mimic his actions on his chest. His breath would speed up with every movement of yours, leading you to believe he wanted more than what he was asking for.

“I can prove it to you” Your words broke the calm silence that had built up in the room, making Dreams breath catch for a second. He looked down at you, catching the small smirk that you couldn’t hide. His eyes changed just enough for you to catch on.

“Really?” Bright eyes looked into yours, tightening his grip just enough on your hip.

Instead of responding, you lifted yourself above him slightly. Just enough to be able to look at all of him, to take in every small mark and scar that was scattered across his chest in the low lighting of the room. You trailed your finger down his chest, making him shiver slightly with a gasp.

The one on his hip always got him. He didn't understand why you were focused on it every time. Everytime your fingertip met skin he'd flinch for a moment, yet would have a small smile on his face. You would spend ages focused on his scars, muttering words of praise against the skin even though he could never really hear exactly what was being said.

"Please just kiss me" He finally spoke up, squirming against you with bright eyes and the blinding smile he always has.

The smile was still there when your lips met. The kiss was soft, the type that makes anyone not involved envy the ones that are. You both knew that you could be there forever, Dream sitting against his headboard with you residing in his lap, lips against each other with only seconds of air. And you knew it would be worth it, because he was worth it.

[chokemekarl]

50 Hours in VR/20 Hours in my Girlfriend Gets Horny

{GeorgeNotFound X Reader Smut}

Synopsis: Happy New Year, motherfuckers. 2024 is gonna be my year for writing and being dedicated to school and work. George is doing the 50 hour challenge, but 20 hours in the reader gets horny. Going two days in lockdown, with no sex, it’s time to get some… revenge?

Warnings: FEMALE IMPLIED READER, MDNI, Switch!George, Reader punishing George, Reader rewarding George, mentions of: choking (✔️), pegging, bottom (✔️), tummy bulge (✔️), Tying Up. Recording sex, slight time skip at end, George masterbating (mentioned).

“You slept for eleven hours. So you’re about 20 hours in..” You mutter while tugging George’s sweatpants down.

“Babe,” He lifted his hips on instinct, one of his hands trying to wipe the sleep out of his eyes. His eyes fully opened when he feels your hand wrap around his shaft, a disappointed sigh when he realized that he was still in VR. “We can’t.”

“Says who?” Your hand begins a teasing pace, taking your time.

“Me. The open mic voice chat, when I have no clue when someone could join.” George warns, yawning, while resting his hands on your hips. A sigh leaves him when he realizes he’s touching your bare hips. Were you already naked? The thought bounced around in George’s head, cursing himself for allowing a chance for this. You pull his lips in for a soft kiss, giggling when your nose bumps with the VR headset.

“50 hours is too long for me,” You complain before scooting further up on his lap, taking your hand away from his shaft. George whines at the loss of contact, but bites his lips when he feels your wet pussy brush against the head of his cock. “I think you deserve a reward for lasting so long, but also a punishment for thinking I would be okay with such a long challenge.”

“You said you were fine with it,” George’s voice is scratchy, his sleep having been rudely interrupted from you.

“Well, I was. Until I remembered that I can’t leave the house and we’re in lockdown. For the last two months, we’ve had sex at least twice in three days. It’s been two days and I need you.” You reply, reaching up to lightly tug at his curls.

George lightly laughs, “You couldn’t wait another day?”

“You were the one who was asleep with a hard on, so I can imagine you’re pent up too.” George flushes in response, pulling your hips against his. You were right, he needed you and he was desperate. Without saying another word, you reached between the two of you and lined him up with your entrance. A soft moan leaves your lips, while you sink down on him. George’s body tenses and he desperately wants to rip off the headset- he wanted to see you, kiss you properly and take his time with you. Before the thoughts could become actions, you reach up and rest a single hand on his headset strap, “It comes off and you loose. Then, you’d have to tell the boys that you lost because you couldn’t handle not seeing your girlfriend ride you.”

George groans, mumbling “You hardly ever ride me. You know I love it.”

“Hence why it’s a reward and a punishment,” You tease, lifting your hips up and finding a pace. George’s nails dig into your skin, his lip desperately held between his teeth. Using the hand that’s already in his hair, you move to pull his lip away from his teeth. “I wanna hear you, George.”

A whimper leaves his lips, “Babe, the boys could pop in at anytime. I wouldn’t know.”

“You’re just afraid someone is gonna find out how much of a whore you are,” You say, biting his neck playfully. “I’m sure they’d love to know all the kinky shit you’re into; pegging, being a bottom, being tied up, choking and being choked-“

George’s hand covers your mouth, his face flushed in embarrassment. His free hand continues to move you to bounce on him, but you halt his movements. You push his hand away from your lips, resting your hand on his neck, “Then I better hear you.”

When your hips starting moving, a string of moans leave George. His skin remains flushed in embarrassment, while his hips bucked into you. You keep your hand on his neck, squeezing when you weren’t hearing George moan. George’s hands reach out to stop your hips, panting slightly, “I-I don’t have a condom on.”

You roll your eyes, “It’s fine. I want you to cum inside.” You whine softly, squirming against his grasp. “Keep going.”

George moves his hands, leaning back a bit. “Fine. You want it, you’re working for it.”

The demeanor in the room had shifted; you were no longer in charge, but you were now submitting to George’s command. You move your hand from his neck to his shoulder, resting it there as you tried to get a pace started. After a few seconds, George stopped waiting and began to thrust up into you. Your mouth falls open in a silent moan, resting your other hand on his shoulder to brace yourself. George smirks, feeling your body shake above him. Tilting his head to the side, he leans forward to find your neck and start peppering it in kisses. You moans softly when his hair tickles your neck and his lips find your collarbone, “G-George, please.”

“Please what?” George teases as he thrusts deeper into you, a hand reaching under the oversized hoodie you had on. His hand rests on your stomach, groaning when he feels the head of his cock bumping up. “You just had to fit all of me, huh?”

You desperately nod, forgetting that he can’t see you. “Y-Yeah, you’re so deep. Keep going. I’m close.”

“I’m blind, but I can still tell you’re close.” George teases before kissing up your neck and finding your lips. His thrusts become quicker and you moan against his lips. “Cum for me, love.”

Several soft moans leave your mouth as you come undone, your fingers tangled in George’s hair. A few thrusts after your orgasm, George pulls you flush against him as he cums deep inside of you. You regain your breath, pulling his softened length out of you. You kiss him a few times, before getting out of his lap. You remained bent over, giving his camera a good view of his cum dripping out of you.

“Good luck,” You kiss him again, tucking him back into his sweats. You turn around and blow a kiss at the camera, knowing no that future George was going to struggle to edit this video.

~~~~

“Babe!” George calls from his room in the Dream Team house. You set your phone on the counter, walking into his office. Your face flushes when you notice your younger self, bent over in front of the camera. You remember the encounter that George had just discovered, almost a year and a half later. George turns around his chair, his face red and flushed. “What the fuck?”

“You don’t remember that?”

“I thought you stopped recording!” George stands up and pulls you into the room. He shut the door, locking it behind him. “What the hell? Why didn’t you tell me?”

You giggle, ��Judging from your flustered state, you’re post orgasm. I knew it’d stop you from editing for a while.”

“I had 8 plus hours of footage that I just got through!” He looks back at the screen and then at you. “But holy fuck.”

“What?” You tease leaning up to kiss him.

“That’s the hottest thing you’ve ever fucking done.”

[chokemekarl]

Extended Trip {DreamNapNotFound X Reader}

Synopsis: George went to LA almost a month ago, and each time his return date gets closer, he pushes it back out. Dream and Sapnap have had enough; they bought a gift to surprise George’s girlfriend with when they agreed to their planned foursome. All three are ready to teach George a lesson, even if it means George’s girlfriend is going to be in for it.

I didn’t want to write so soon, but Pluto convinced me and fed into my filth in this writing. Enjoy. More to come this year! Also, enjoy my favorite DreamNap photo…

Warnings: MDNI! Dom!Sapnap, Switch!Dream, Switch!George, mentions of Dream’s surgery scar, riding, oral {female r}, FaceTime Sex, squirting, fingering, tummy bulge, making out, praising, just… pure fucking filth.

You weren’t sure how to respond when Dream handed you the lingerie bag. Had your boyfriend’s best friends honestly bought you lingerie? Biting your lip, you glance into the tissue paper, your mouth falling open in shock. Inside the tissue paper, an all black lace lingerie set was inside. However, throughout the fabric, there was a fire emblem, a Blob emblem and 404 Goggle emblem.

“We were planning on gifting this to you, after George got home.” Sapnap said, a sheepish grin on his face. “But.. um.”

“He’s extended his trip, again?” You question, sighing and running your fingers through your hair. “I get it, he loves LA, but doesn’t he love us?”

Dream smirks, “He loves you more than anything. I have an idea that would get his ass home.” You turn to look at him, a hopefully look on your face. “He said you were already down for a threesome, even a foursome. I think we show him what he’s missing.”

Your cheeks erupt with heat; Dream just offered to fuck you with Sapnap in hopes to get George home. You glance between the two, the tension in the room now thick. After a few moments, you lean against the counter, your breasts pushing against your already low shirt. “What’s in it for me?”

“You’re the kinky ass motherfucker,” Sapnap teases, approaching your side. “We’ll FaceTime him, you put on that set, and we fuck you better than he ever could.”

“What makes you so confident about that?” You take a step towards Sapnap, making the gap between you two, nonexistent.

“Well, there’s two of us… and one of him.” Dream states in response.

“I know how to please a woman… so does Dream.”

“Out of the one threesome we’ve had,” Dream starts and you raise an eyebrow in his direction before turning towards him, “Sap knew what he was doing eating that said person out. I’m just saying.” Dream joins Sapnap, but this time, he was on your other side. “The choice is yours.”

After a few silent moments, you grab the bag off the counter and turn towards your room with George. The moment you were down the hall, you heard their shuffling feet right behind you.

The door to your room opens and Dream rolls his eyes at the sight of you, pillow in front of you. You were hiding how sheer and form fitting the lingerie was. Dream walked up to you, grabbing your chin and pulling your lips to his. The moment you’ve melted into the kiss, Dream lightly pulled the pillow out of your grasp. Between your kisses with Dream, Sapnap was pressing kisses across your hips and down towards your knees. Dream moves his lips away from yours before playfully pushing you back against the mattress and tossing your phone near your body. “You call him, we’ll strip.”

Your fingers fumble to find George’s contact, your hands shaking in excitement. You knew you were going to have hell to pay when he got home, but truthfully, you were pent up and this was the release you were craving.

“Hello?” George’s voice shifted your attention from Sapnap, who was mischievously pushing your legs apart and making room for himself and Dream. Both boys were now stripped to their boxers, each taking side glances at you. “Baby girl, hey.”

You flush as a pair of fingers push your thong aside, fingers pressing to your clit almost immediately. “Hey, the boys and I were just hanging out. We miss you.”

George sighs, “I know. I’m sorry, I extended my trip. I’ll be home in a week or so.”

“Unless you extend your trip… again. This is the second time, Gogy.” You adjust your phone so you could see both George and the boys between your thighs. Dream’s fingers were the reason for the pressure on your clit, while Sapnap’s hand was pulling your thong aside. When Sapnap finished his sentence, he pushed Dream’s fingers away from your clit. Staring directly into your eyes, Sapnap licks a stripe up your pussy. The sudden attention, causes your hips to jerk and your lip to go between your teeth. George notices the change, but ignores the change in expression from you.

“I’m sorry, I’ve been working a lot and I think it’s helped having space, less… distractions.” George looked at your face, but your eyes were focused elsewhere.

“Mhmm.. Distractions like what?” Dream questions before doing the same thing that Sap had done.

“Like you guys, the cats… Exiling myself was the only way to be distraction free.”

“I don’t know how you’re doing it,” Dream’s tongue swirls around your clit, savoring your taste.

“Doing what?” George questions, shifting on his bed to look at the phone better.

“I think you should flip your camera, darling.” Sapnap practically purrs, a finger teasing your entrance. George takes a sharp breath, his mind screaming that this wasn’t happening. You were in the DreamTeam lingerie, Dream and Sapnap between your legs. Dream’s tongue was tracing figure eights on your clit, while Sapnap began to ease a finger into you. Moans of pleasure were leaving your lips, eyes rolled into the back of your head. George’s cock hardened in his sweats, his mind imagining how you looked in the moment.

“Put your phone where I can see everything,” George demands, his voice deeper than before. As you start to follow his instructions, Sapnap takes the phone from you. He leans over, resting your phone up so that George could only see from your breasts and down. “Sapnap, move the phone up a little more.”

“Not happening,” He responds. “This is your torture and your punishment for not coming home already.” The finger inside of you, suddenly starts to thrust. Your hips rise off the bed and George curses.

“I told you that I was done waiting,” Dream pulls back long enough to warn George, before returning his attention to your clit and the assault his tongue had started. “We got tired of waiting. You wouldn’t believe how wet she is.”

“This isn’t-“

“Shut up or I’ll end the call, but we’ll still fuck your girlfriend.” Sapnap cuts George off, pushing a second finger into you. You moan as your legs twitch around Dream’s head.

“Holy fuck,” George complains with a sigh. He relaxes on the bed, trying to prop his own phone up. His cock was now painfully hard, begging to be touched.

“Touch yourself and I’ll fuck her for a week straight while you’re tied up.” Dream’s dominant demeanor makes George stop his tracks. “It’s your fault for wanting to extend your trip.”

You whimper at the thought of Dream’s threat. Something about the idea of being pinned under Dream, his much larger frame hiding your body from George, turned you on even more. Dream smirks at your body’s response, leaning down to press a kiss to your clit as a reward.

“You can’t tell me what to do,” George responds, tugging his sweats down, his cock popping out immediately. George reaches for his cock, stopping when he notices that Dream has manhandled you onto all fours. Both boys were now completely naked and Sapnap leads your hand to wrap around his length. Without any warning, Dream pushes into you. Almost the moment he bottoms out, your head begins to spin in pleasure. “D-Dream-“

“Shut up and wrap your hand around your dick. Keep up the pace, but if you cum before I do, I’m following through.” George follows Dream’s instructions, almost fully submitting to him. Without another word, Dream pulls your hips back against his; almost as if he was teasing you. Glancing at your phone, George’s hand was teasingly running up and down his shaft. You whine, wiggling your hips against Dream. Sapnap playfully smacks your ass, turning your head to face him. As Dream picks up a faster pace, your lips are pulled to Sap’s. Over the pants from Dream and your semi silent moans, you can hear George moaning through the phone.

“Dream-“

“George. Shut. Up.” With each word, Dream thrusts harder into you. The head of his cock teases your sweet spot, causing your back to arch off of the bed. He continues these harsh movements whenever George whined or started to speak up about something.

“She’s our bitch right now. You can have the sloppy thirds.” Sapnap says, moving down to press kisses across your shoulders and down your back. “Had you come home yesterday, we wouldn’t be in this situation.”

“B-But-“

“Shut up or I’m turning off FaceTime and fucking her in private.” Dream growls, digging his nails into your hips. His thrusts were aggressive compared to the light kisses that were being littered across your back.

“Such a pretty girl,” Sap praises before smacking your left ass check, groaning when he watches your ass move. You moan softly, biting your lip when Dream presses his whole length inside of you while wrapping his hand around your throat. Before you could process what exactly was happening, you’re pulled back against Dreams’ chest. Your body has been moved so that George could see you in the full lingerie set. Dream tightens the grip on your neck, shifting your attention from your phone back to Sapnap. He had moved to be in front of you, his fingers quickly undoing the bra covering your breasts. The moment Sapnap pulls the piece of clothing away, his lips attach to one of your nipples. He swirls his tongue around the bud, occasionally nipping the skin.

“Holy-“

“Tsk tsk,” Sapnap cuts George off, turning towards your phone. Picking it up off the nightstand, he flips the screen around so that George could get a good view of how hard and fast Dream was fucking you. The pace that Dream had set was a struggle for George to follow along, so he opted for fucking his fist with his own lead. “You’re not listening to Dream, so goodbye.”

“Sapnap, you can’t-“

“But he can.” Dream’s hips begin to slam harder into yours, your body shaking at the impact. Your pussy tightens around Dream and he smirks. “I think our bitch is close, Sap. Goodbye George.”

George was allowed thirty seconds to take in the sight before him- Your eyes were rolled into the back of your head and if George squinted enough, he could see Dream’s cock bumping through your stomach. Your body is covered with bite marks and hickies, the darker color contrasting from the flush that was already there. Then, there was nothing. George desperately tapped his phone and tried to FaceTime two more times, with no answer. Harder than before, George pulls his sweats up and moves to begin packing his bags to return to Florida as quickly as possible.

The moment the FaceTime is disconnected, Sapnap tosses your phone to the floor before continuing the work of hickies and bites across your collarbone. One of Sapnap’s hands begins to rub circles onto your clit, your head falling back against Dream’s shoulder. Dream kisses a few times up your neck, nibbling at your ear. “You don’t have to ask, kitten. You can cum whenever you want. I want you to remember- George can’t make you feel half as good as Sap and I can.” You struggle to nod in response, your thoughts clouded with visions of George being tied up while watching Dream fuck you. The thoughts are enough for you to come undone, your pussy clenching around Dream’s cock as he continues to thrust into you.

“That’s a good girl,” Sapnap coos, pressing kisses against your face. Dream motions Sapnap to move before he pushes your back against the bed, pulling out as he does so. “I think, we should finish what we originally started.”

“I’m not done fucking her yet,” Dream complains, pressing the head of his cock back into you. Your hips stutter and you let out a broken moan, tangling your fingers into his hair. “There are so many positions I wanna see you in, but I’m afraid I can only try out a few.”

Sap rolls his eyes, reaching for his own cock. “So, you get to fuck her and I get to watch. Not cool bro.” He complains and Dream rolls his eyes.

“You will get to fuck her-“

“There’s lube in the bedside table.” Your voice shocks both Dream and Sapnap, but they don’t say anything before stepping away from your body for a moment. You whine at the loss of sudden contact, letting your eyes close for a moment. The bed dips beside you, causing you to open your eyes. Dream was lying on the bed, motioning for you to straddle him. Glancing around the room, you notice that Sapnap has disappeared.

“He’ll be back in a minute. I think he went to get lube from his room,” Dream pulls you down for a kiss, savoring how your lips feel against his. Reaching between your bodies, you linger your fingertips over the scar from Dream’s recent surgery. He shivers, his breath quickening underneath your hand. You lean forward, pressing your lips to his again before moving your other hand to sink down on his length. You lift and drop your hips, biting your lip when you notice Dream’s hooded eyes, his skin flushed.

“Such a handsome boy,” You kiss him, pulling back much too quickly for him. He chased your lips, hips bucking desperately up into yours. The dominant man, who convinced you to FaceTime your boyfriend while his friends were fucking you, was now overstimulated and chasing a high. Before that high could be reached, Sapnap firmly presses his hands onto Dream’s thighs.

“I leave for five minutes and you go from being dominant as hell, to being a submissive little bitch.” Sapnap teases before pushing you to rest against Dream’s chest. Before you’re able to press your lips to his, Dream hides his face into your shoulder. You could feel the heat of his burning cheeks on your skin and you pulled his face up to yours, pulling his lips to yours.

“Nothing to be embarrassed about,” You whisper, only loud enough for Dream to hear. He smiles, pulling your lips back to his. When your mouth falls open, due to Sapnap pressing a single lubed finger into your ass, Dream starts to explore your mouth. He wanted to memorize every part of you, enjoying the sounds that only they could hear.

Sapnap thrusts his finger, smirking, “You had a plug in, didn’t you? You’re awfully stretched considering George has been gone for almost a month.”

You nod, pulling your lips away from Dream’s, wiggling your hips playfully. “Hurry up.”

You can practically hear Sapnap roll his eyes, the lube bottle popping behind you. Sapnap’s large hands grip your waist, one of them moving to push his cock into your eager hole. A large moan leaves your body, your eyes rolling into your head. You felt full, your brain fuzzy and struggling to comprehend anything. You refocus when Dream and Sapnap start thrusting in rhythm with each other. You dig your nails into Dream’s shoulders, unable to contain the pleasure that was coursing through your body. With every thrust, Sapnap smacks each ass cheek. It’s not long before your moans become mindless babbles, words that were no longer making sense to either man.

“She’s beyond cock drunk,” Dream teases, thrusting a little deeper into you. You move your hands to his hair, tugging on the strands. “I bet she can’t even her boyfriend’s name.”

“G-George?” You moan out, almost immediately regretting it. Dream thrusts hard, his nails digging into your thighs while Sapnap met his aggressive thrusts. Your brain goes completely blank, your body shaking between both men. A hand begins to rub circles on your clit and you almost immediately cum around Dream’s cock. Your vision goes blurry and your head drops to Dream’s shoulder, body shaking. The fog clears briefly when both Sapnap and Dream cum inside of you, but it reappears as you squirt on Dream’s abdomen.

“Such. A. Pretty. Girl.” The words and the soft kisses bring you back to reality. You were no longer in your room, but in Dream’s room with one of his shirts on. It was practically a dress on you and it took you a couple of seconds to realize that your hair was wet and you were curled into Sapnap’s bare chest.

“What-?”

“You passed out, Princess.” Dream’s voice comes from behind you, his hand coming to rest on your lower stomach. “We took a shower, cleaned you up as well, and got you in here.“

You nod, glancing between both men. “I’m so going to be in for it, aren’t I?”

Dream and Sapnap laugh, “You might be.”

“But, I told him if he didn’t follow my rules, you were mine for a week while he’s tied up. He didn’t follow my pace. We’ll see whose bitch you really are.”

[chokemekarl]

I just want to feel

Pairing: Colby Brock x Fem!best friend!reader

Summary: your best friends, Sam and Colby, ask you to be in one of their Q&A videos, but there’s alcohol involved… a lot of it.

Warning(s): SMUT! Mature Language, mature themes, kissing, alcohol, unprotected p in v, Friends to lovers trope :)), choking etc.

This is a long writing so I’m sorry for mistakes!

“Are you sure I should be in the video? I mean, your fans barely know about me” You ask for a final time as Sam leads you to the living room, his recording camera already set up in front of the couch where Colby had been sitting. The two of them were wearing all black so you did too, a black off the shoulder sweater that was old. It was one of the main things you’d leave at Sam and Colby’s in case you ever crashed for the night.

While most people would kill to be in their videos, you never really saw the point. You were somewhat camera shy and a complete nobody. Why would anyone care to see you on the screen? Not to mention all the random internet ships that come with it all. You grew up with Sam, which means you ultimately grew up with Colby as soon as they met. You were only a teenager and now that your adults, you stay at theirs from time to time when your out with friends and get wasted at a party.

Colby would always come and get you from them.

“Our fans will love you. Just be honest and chill, okay?” Sam nods toward Colby and you walk past him to sit next to the dark haired boy, his strong cologne filling your nose.

“Don’t be nervous, at least we have alcohol” Colby’s comment made a small laugh escape from your lips, and you shook your head at his playful smirk. He was right. Alcohol always calmed you down and made your anxiety a little bit less of what it usually was.

You watch the blonde lean forward to turn on the camera and Colby does the same, although you sit back and watch them do their intro. You’d only been in a few other videos of there’s as a small guest but they always made it known to their fans who you were. After all, you all basically started off nobody’s together.

You remember the last morning you had left for school with Sam in freshman year. It was the last day you’d left alone with him for the rest of high school. Your parents were close to each other so you and Sam had practically known each other for most of your lives, but that day, when he met Colby, it wasn’t just the two of you anymore.

The three of you would take the bus together every morning and walk home every afternoon, spending almost every second in between still with one another. It was perfect. Your group was so refreshing, it felt so right.

Your first argument was when you were in junior year, at a party you knew you shouldn’t of been at.

At the time, you’d been talking to this senior, James. He was the captain of your schools swim team and fairly muscular for his 17 years of age. That night at the party was the first time you’d really done anything, he kept handing you shots and like an idiot, you took them. Looking back on it now, you know it could’ve been avoided, but you also trusted the boy you liked. You truly wanted to just fit in with his friends.

That was until he tried to to undo your crochet top in the middle of the dance floor, whispering dirty nothings into your ear that made you feel disgusting.

When you told him off, he got angry with you, grabbing your arm and trying to pull you away so he could get you alone. People were starting to stare and you were starting to get embarrassed, like you were some random slut he’d been taking upstairs.

But then he was ripped away from you, and in only a matter of seconds, Sam’s hand was laid on the small of your back, checking you for bruises the boy might’ve given you. He was trying to talk to you, but you couldn’t tear your eyes away from the chaos on the floor.

“Colby, get off of him!” You scream, noticing the blood coming from James’s face. Colby was on top of him, punching him the hardest you’d ever seen anyone punch, not sparing him anything. Sam held you back when you tried to get close, they saw what he did to you and there was no way in hell they’d let it slide.

The sound of police sirens fill the street and everyone is quickly running out of the house, and finally Colby stands up. He wipes his now busted lip before looking back at his two friends, but you couldn’t take your eyes off the bloody mess laid on the floor.

You hated blood.

“Y/N-“ you push yourself off Sam and past Colby, looking out the window to watch the police cars pull in front of the house. It looked like a murder scene, and you were so in shock you couldn’t even think straight. “Y/N, we have to go” Colby tries to grab your arm but you quickly pull it away, and now he’s able to see the tears streaming down your cheeks.

“Get out of here!” You can hear the officers radio the closer they get, and all you could think about was getting Sam and Colby out of there. “Go! Please just go!” Your pleading words make it almost impossible to not listen, and with only a few more seconds, your friends were gone.

That was the day you realized the severity of your friendship— or at least you and Colby’s friendship. The fact that all of you would do anything for each other, whether that was beating up an abuser, or putting your life on the line for the other person.

Ever since then, you and Colby had this undeniable tension between the two of you. It was weird, like something you couldn’t figure out. It was only made purely visible that night.

You’d never even kissed Colby, but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t think about it sometimes. Your usually able to hide it, your desire for the boy, except when your at parties.

Whenever you drink, it’s like everything has to come out the way you think it. Nothing like liquid courage, huh? That’s the exact reason you didn’t want to do the video.

You never stopped thinking about that night.

“Y/N?” You blinked at the touch against your arm, and Colby was looking at you with a slight confusion on his face. “You okay?” You notice the camera’s recording light and nod, sitting up with a smile. “I think it’s time to get drunk, huh?” He nudged you and you nod with a laugh “first question!”

One of your other friends was there reading the questions for you, and even though you thought you’d start off light, she did not give you a break.

“What’s the worst doing the dirty experience you’ve had?” Sam and Colby stare at each other for a second until one of them laughs, shaking their head with the dumbest response. Sam, of course makes a joke out of it but Colby has no shame in what he says, as always.

“One time I had a girl use a lot of teeth, and uh… we never talked again. It was very awkward” Sam hisses at the statement, which makes you laugh too. “What about you, Y/N?” Colby turns to you and your face almost turns red from the sudden eyes on you. Everyone in the room and the camera was waiting on you now.

“Uh… I guess the last time I was talking to a guy. I had to fake the whole thing and he finished quick so it just felt so awkward and it was silent the rest of the night” Colby and Sam raise their eyebrows at you but are laughing at the same time. They knew who you were talking about.

“Colby, why do you post with girls on social media and never tell the fans what’s going on?” The question takes all of you by surprise and Colby’s eyes go wide. That was exactly what happened with you and why you didn’t want to be on the channel that much anymore.

“Umm…” He laughs nervously, looking over at you for a split second. “Because sometimes, I don’t know what’s going on, alright? I’m just posting the post and maybe it turns into something or maybe it doesn’t?”

“It’s not like their your girlfriend” Sam interjects and Colby nods agreeably.

“Let’s just say if I had a girlfriend, you guys would know” After you guys are done with that question, your kind of sitting back and watching the two answer at that point. Except they had to drink once so you did too, now you were all one shot in.

“Colby, why do you have a pair of handcuffs in your room?” Everyone’s face is in shock in the room as they look at Colby, waiting for his answer. He laughs nervously again, looking over at same with wide eyes before sitting up.

“I uh… you know I-“

“Might have to drink on that one, huh?” You tease and he rolls his eyes at your words with a laugh, closing the alcohol bottle he was about to open.

“No, no. I um… I use them for personal fun. Yeah, that’s-“

“What the fuck does that mean” You and Sam burst out laughing but your friend shakes her head. “Judge says no. Drink!” Sam hands him the bottle and Colby’s face is now turning a slight red. A tint only you could see because of how close you were.

“I’ve used them for sexual fun” He says just as he’s about to pour the shot, but your friend rolls her eyes and nods that he doesn’t have to drink.

“That was luck” Colby nudges your arm and shrugs, that annoying smirk of his only making you laugh.

“Name two dirty kinks you have” The girl reads and all three of you are wide eyeing the camera. Sam curses under his breath and Colby is still in shock. It was still so early in the game, already?

“Wait, I’m not answering that. I already said one, right?” Sam agrees to Colby but the judge shakes her head. “Just one more then? I already day said one!”

“You go first, Y/N” Sam cuts off his clearly pressured friend and they both turn to you, but your face is an even deeper red then Colby’s now.

“Um… I don’t—I mean it’s been a long time so I don’t really know…”

“Oh come on, Everyone has them” Colby teases and you glare at him, letting out a sigh as you sat back on the couch.

Apart of you was afraid to tell them, because you’d never really been that open with them about sexual preferences. Sam wasn’t the one you were worried about, him and Katrina were perfectly locked in with each other and you knew whatever you said didn’t matter.

But with Colby, there was always this unspoken tension between the two of you. One you tried to ignore but always failed terribly when you’d see him make out with another girl. You were afraid he’d see right through you if you answered the question, and if there was one thing you couldn’t ignore,

It was the way he’d look at you.

“I think… I think choking is attractive, but like not too aggressively, you know?”

“So your submissive?” Colby’s words go through your ear and straight down. He was clearly trying to get to you with that question, and there it was again.

The tension between the two of you.

“Sometimes” You try to cover it up but you can feel his eyes piercing right through you, his smirk showing the small of his pearly white teeth that always made you blush. “What about you then, hmm? Mr. Talk shit” You push his face and the two of them laugh, but Colby is no longer embarrassed to say it.

“I like to be Dominant” He says to the camera and Sam blows air from his mouth, shake his head in disbelief. Colby isn’t looking at you on purpose. Oh god, this wasn’t how it was supposed to go.

You lean back on the couch, scratching your nose to try and hide your burning hot cheeks from everyone’s eyes. It was like he was doing it on purpose. He was so clearly teasing you.

And you wished it wasn’t working, but it’s been so long that it’s impossible for your stomach not to twist into multiple knots.

Or at least that’s the excuse you gave yourself.

After many more questions and many more drinks, the alcohol started to take a toll on all three of you already. You had only had three shots and even the camera was hard to focus on. Sam and Colby’s eyes had been getting red but yours were harder to see because of your eyelashes.

“Who do you think is the most attractive clubhouse member besides Kat” Colby and your own eyes go wide and you both stare at Sam. Obviously he couldn’t answer that, but neither could you, right?

“None! Sorry, gotta drink to that. Can’t answer cause it ain’t true” Sam sasses the camera while opening the bottle. Colby laughs, both of you applauding your friend.

“Yeah, I’m gonna drink to that one as well” Colby reaches down to grab the other bottle from the floor, pouring it into his shot glass. “I can’t answer that, but I do have someone in mind” he cheers to the camera and his words alone make your stomach twist once again. It definitely wasn’t you, but saying something like that… after the other questions..

“What about you, Y/N?” The girl asks as the boys down their own shots. She raises an eyebrow, “might as well give us something here, right?” As much as you wanted to decline and run away embarrassed, you could feel the liquid courage increasing.

The way everyone looked at you, they all knew who it was. You leaned back with a huff, you could feel Colby’s eyes on you the entire time you were stalling, but when you looked at him, his eyes pierced through you.

“I think… I think I’ll drink too” Sam and Colby boo at you when you pour the shot. You couldn’t do it. He didn’t either so that must mean he doesn’t… feel the same, Right?

“I can’t even see the camera anymore, dude” Sam laughs at Colby’s words. Sam has more shots then the two of you so you’d imagine he’d be the one saying it, but of course it was Colby.

Maybe that’s why he was looking at you like that..

Towards the end of the video, all three of you were pretty drunk. Sam was the least, you were in the middle, and Colby… Jesus. Colby was so drunk.

“Fuck, man” Colby lays his head on the end table for just a second, you could tell his head was spinning. You rub his back, his body temperature is very warm. You look over to Sam and nod toward the camera, and Sam immediately understands.

“Maybe we should take a small break?”

“Where are you going?” You ask Sam, watching him put on his jacket and grab his keys. You finished the video about 30 minutes ago and Colby was on the couch watching tv, while you had just changed into night clothes which really were only comfy shorts and a crop top like usual.

“I have to go stay at Kat’s tonight. We’re heading to her parents tomorrow morning” You hum, pouring a glass of water for yourself and one for Colby. You had forgotten Sam was going away for a few days. “Try not to have too much fun while I’m gone” You stop and look at him with slightly furrowed brows, but he’s just raising his eyebrows with a shrug, leaving you with the confusion of his statement.

He doesn’t… he can’t know, right? You weren’t that obvious.

“Water?” Your voice is enough to catch Colby’s attention from the tv. He was watching some random scary movie it looked like but you’d never seen it so you weren’t completely sure. You hand him the water and take a seat next to him, leaving a gap between the two of you. You had thought the tension would be gone by now but it clearly wasn’t, you could only hope it was just your overthinking.

“What’s up with you? You were being weird the whole video” His question makes you somewhat relieved. Maybe he didn’t suspect anything, maybe it really was all just in your own head—but how were you meant to explain you couldn’t focus because of how badly you wanted him. Even now, he was leaned back on the couch, his hair messy from running his hands through it and his tattoos on full display for you to look at. Jesus, it felt like torture.

Why did you have to get drunk?

“I just didn’t feel good” You shrug, looking over at the tv and tilting the glass of water toward your lips. You can feel his eyes on you, waiting for you to give him a real answer but he doesn’t push you. He only takes a sip of his water, turning back to the movie.

“Are you going home tonight?” You glance at the clock, it’s already 11. Should you? You have a room here, you didn’t really need to.

But did he want you to?

“I was planning on staying but if you don’t want me to-“

“I want you to stay” Your stomach twists, with excitement and somewhat nervousness at the same time. He was being direct but he wasn’t even looking at you. You wanted to stay and watch the movie with him, but the more you looked at him, the more the drunken side of you just wanted to kiss him.

You wanted him.

“Come here” You hesitate for a few seconds before placing your drink back on the glass table in front of you, moving to sit closer to the boy. His arm was laid on the back of the couch and he opens the blanket he’d been using to you. He wanted you close.

Your practically curled next to him by the middle of the movie, head laid in the crook of his neck and your legs sitting on top of his own. Not much had been said all movie, but Colby was getting more and more touchy as it went on.

His fingers traced shapes on your bare legs under the blanket, the cold metal of his rings sometimes brushing against your skin. He made it seem so normal, like it was an every day thing the two of you did together.

But this only made you so much hornier.

His scent radiates from his neck, and it was almost as if you wanted to kiss his neck right then and there. It was so alluring—He was so alluring to you.

And he knew it.

“Do you want to tell me why you were really acting weird today?” He asks again, looking down at the tent his hand made under the blanket while he caressed your leg.

You bite your bottom lip, looking at the blanket as well. You could feel the tingling feeling between your legs as his hand touched you farther, as if he had been testing the waters before actually saying anything.

“Colby…” You can’t help but pull your legs even closer together, and that alone is all he needed to tell him how you felt. “Not everything needs an explanation. It’s just… complicated”

“Complicated, huh?” He hums sarcastically, in a knowing form. You bite your lip as you watch him rub his temple, frustration radiating off of him. “You know, For the longest time, I tried to let this whole thing go out of respect for you, Y/N” He mumbled, his voice low and husky with passion. God, he sounded so hot. Even if he was upset, you just couldn’t help yourself. “I always thought it would be you and Sam” He lets out a huffed chuckle, still keeping his eyes on his lap. “But I want it to be me”

What?

No. He isn’t… he doesn’t mean what you think, right? Colby Brock isn’t confessing his feelings for you, right?

“Colby, what’s wrong with you?” His body tenses when you ask that stupid question. What’s wrong with him? Like you didn’t know.

“What’s wrong with me? What about you?” He finally turns his head to look at you, his drunken, sad and very horny eyes staring lasers into yours. “You can’t seriously sit here and believe yourself when you ask me that question” You couldn’t think. You didn’t even move for awhile because of your lack of words or thoughts for that matter. You wanted to give in, but you were also so terrified of if it wasn’t real.

“Colby, I’m not the person you want. Trust me, you will figure that out soon enough” He scoffs as you get off the couch, trying to at least relieve some of the tension between the two of you. Colby was so tired of waiting, but you were just too scared.

“How do you know what I want? You’ve barely spoke to me the past few weeks!” The boy calls after you when your walking away from the couch, his voice only makes you stop. “You’ve been weird for weeks, Y/N. Don’t ask me what’s wrong with me when you can’t even tell me how you feel”

“Colby, I don’t know how I feel!” You turn around with frustration, staring at the back of his head. He was still sat on the couch, and part of you hoped he stayed there—but another part wanted him to go after you. “I haven’t just been distant because of you-“

“That’s such bullshit and you know it” He stands, turning to look at you. You were far too drunk for this. You could feel the unnecessary tears already filling your eyes, you didn’t want to argue with him. “Look me in my eyes and tell me that—then I’ll let it go”

“Can we please just talk about this tomorrow-“

“You know what I think? I think your just scared of feeling weak. Your scared of letting someone in, Y/N. And the past few weeks we’ve been getting closer than before, that’s why your distant now. That’s your biggest weakness” Colby scoffs, grabbing his jacket off the couch and slipping it on with ease. You furrow your eyebrows as he walks toward you, and past you.

You grab his arm, “Colby, your drunk. Don’t go out, Please” he’s avoiding your eyes but you can see the chisel on his jaw, clenching with what you thought had been anger. “I don’t know how to do this, Colby. I… I can’t even bring myself to say the words I want to say to you” He tears his arm away from you, snatching his keys from the countertop. No. You couldn’t let it end like that—not when you have so much to say. “Okay, fine!”

“You want the truth, Colby? For years all I felt for you for you, all in silence because I didn’t want to ruin our friendship with Sam and Each other. I watched you with other girls since we were juniors! I couldn’t stand you, but yet I also couldn’t stand to be without you. Everywhere I go, I always want you with me—and when i’d see you with other girls, it would make me feel stupid, like my feelings meant nothing to you even if you didn’t know”

“How was I supposed to tell you that? How was I supposed to tell you that even after everything that’s happened, I still can’t stop loving you!” Your confession slips like words of anger said in an heated argument. Colby still wasn’t looking at you, which only made your heart ache even worse. You just poured your heart out to him—couldn’t he at least look at you?

“When you got put in the hospital during senior year, I was there every fucking second with you! I cried, Colby! I was a mess for days, and Sam was the one who had to juggle the two of us!” You remembered that day like it was yesterday. The day you’d gotten into a huge argument with Sam about your feelings for Colby. Sam always knew of both your feelings, but he didn’t say anything to the other. If you were going to admit, it had to be to each other. “I’m usually so good at hiding how I feel, but I’m getting so tired of it. The Same repeating cycle I just-“

“Why didn’t you just tell me, Y/N. Why didn’t you-“

“Are you serious? After all those talks we had about you not caring for a relationship and not wanting a future with someone? You were practically telling me no! I wanted to tell you but then you started going to parties more and kissing girls and-“

“Y/N”

“It hurt me, Colby. That’s why I didn’t tell you. It would physically hurt my chest to see you kiss another girl after flirting with me for DAYS. You played with my head and I know I played with yours too but-“

“Y/N, I’m-“

“No matter how hard I try or how many guys I find, there’s nothing for me. I can’t… I can’t move past you and it fucking sucks” You hadn’t even realized he moved until you were done talking. He was close now—close enough to hear his breathing if you’d been quiet enough. Your heart shatters with every passing moment that’s goes silent. You knew you couldn’t be the same after this, so you begged in your mind for him to say something.

Only he didn’t say anything, and for a moment you actually thought he’d leave you there alone.

But you two were meant to love each other, Remember?

A silent moan escapes your mouth as he crashes his lips into your own, the sound muffled by his. The kiss is filled with so much passion it could make one’s heart explode if you weren’t too careful, it felt like the two of you had been waiting years to do this.

Which you were.



After the first kiss, the two of you didn’t waste any time. Colby pulled you up, your legs wrapping around him as you continued to make out with the dark haired boy. His large hands cupped your ass, and soon enough you felt your back hit the cold wall. One of your hands were laid on the side of his neck while the other held the back of his hair, tugging on it slightly.

It had only been a few seconds ago you were sitting watching a movie—how in the hell did you both get here so quick?

He carried you to the couch, sitting down so you could straddle his lap instead of holding yourself up against his waist.

His hands release your ass and move up your back, slipping under your shirt to unclip your bra.

Colby smirks against your lips and removes his hand from your shirt, lifting your chin to pull away from the kiss. “Dirty girl” You hum as his lips attach to your neck, his comment making you all the more wet then you already were. You didn’t put a bra on—and Colby seemed to have really liked that you didn’t. “You make such pretty sounds—wish I could’ve heard them sooner”

You can feel the hardness under you, and the more you grind on him, the more you can feel his grip on you tighten. It didn’t hurt—it just turned you on even more.

“Colby, Please” You plead breathlessly. You wanted him to do more then just kiss your neck. You wanted him to take you to his room, to do everything he’d do to someone else. “You don’t have to be gentle with me” you tug his hair gently, meeting his lust filled eyes. You were desperate for him and you didn’t care, you’d waited since junior year to have your way with him—to have him want you.

“I’ll leave marks all over you, Y/N” he says in a slightly warning tone as if he didn’t want to completely destroy you in that moment, but you shake your head, grabbing his hand that slipped to the waistband of your sleeper shorts.

“I just want to feel something” You say in a tone he’d never heard you in before, one that made him want you even worse then before. You slip your hand off his own and place it on his chiseled chest, feeling the crease of his abs all the way down until you reached his belt. You wanted him, you just wanted him to know that. “I want to feel you, Colby. I want you”

“You want me to treat you like everyone else?” You hesitate but nod after a few seconds, slipping off his lap to stand to your feet. He stands in front of you, his height making a clear difference above you. His expression hadn’t changed yet, he was so hard to read. “I won’t do that, Y/N” Before you could say anything, he was already picking you up and wrapping your legs around his waist again, crashing his lips back into yours as he made his way to his room.

This man… you didn’t know how to describe the feeling you had when he kissed you, but it was unlike anything you’d ever felt before. He was so different from everyone else you’d been with, and you didn’t know why.

You did. Deep down you knew why he made you feel the way he did. Colby was the only guy you truly wanted. Even when you had a boyfriend, you still wanted him instead.

He drops you onto his bed, removing his black wife beater and throwing it to the side, revealing his tattooed body you’ve grown to love looking at. He looked so good in this lighting, and the way his hair fell messy over his forehead—you couldn’t stop your thoughts from running wild.

“I want you, Y/N. I need to know I have all of you—that your only for me” You pick your head up to look at him briefly, fingers playing with the string of his pants. “I won’t treat you like some random slut when your not”

The feeling of his fingertips brushing against your skin made you shiver, it made you feel as if this might’ve not been real, maybe a dream after all. But after seeing his face and feeling his hand stop just above your waistline, everything felt at ease.

“I’ve always been yours, Colby Brock” That was all he needed to hear, all he needed to give into you.

And soon enough, here you were again, pinned against the bed while Colby’s hands grip your waist, peppering sweet kisses against your neck. You almost couldn't hold it in.

Your hand slowly found its way to the back of his neck, running your fingers through his hair as his wandering hands went right under your shorts. You knew what you were doing with the outfit, and it only made him laugh just thinking about it.

“Please, Colby. I don’t want you to hold back… I want you to give me all of you” you were smirking to yourself, biting your nail like this was somewhat funny to you. Colby didn’t see the appeal, if he was going to fuck you, he was going to ruin you for anyone else.

“You’re playing a dangerous game, Y/N” He tells you with a sharp tone, moving to place his hands against the beds cloth, closing you between him. You smirk, looking him up and down once before looking back to his face.

“I’m tired of waiting” The two of you laid there, staring at the other for what felt like forever until He finally gave in, cursing himself under his breath before he grabbed your neck to pull you into a rough kiss. Your body is flush against his as he completely explores your body with his hands. You could feel his growing erection, you could feel his hunger for your body like he felt yours.

“Colby” You mumble in a breathless moan. His lips remove from yours and move to your jaw, hungrily peppering wet kisses down it, all the way to your neck.

“You are so fucking hot, Jesus” He groans against your ear, placing soft kisses on your sensitive skin. Your moans are what encourage him the most. Hearing your sweet whimpers in his ear as he sucked on your neck felt like a dream. Believe god, he’d had that dream many, many times before.

“I’ve waited so long for this” Your breathless under him, gripping his hair between your small fingers. You could feel his cock pressing against you, begging for your tongue. It was big—he was so fucking big. It should’ve scared you but you were more intrigued, grinding your hips against his to gain some friction with the little time you had before he stopped your bratty movements.

“I know you have” He teases and you only roll your eyes, grabbing his hand that held you steady against him. You could feel his lips brushing your skin, he wanted to mark you, and you wanted him to. You wanted Colby Brock to let everyone know you were his.

“Nothings stopping me from walking out that door” You hum, holding his head and slightly pushing it down so his lips reattached to your neck. “I’ll find someone else—someone who hasn’t played with me for years” A grunt escapes his mouth as if he had been fighting with the feeling, shaking his head between your neck before meeting your eyes again; your bratty, untamed eyes.

“You’ve waited so long I thought? So long your body even reacts when I look at you” He’s so obviously joking and you love every second of it. Every word of degradation is like music to your ears, like a forbidden kink you didn’t know you had. “This is what you wanted, huh? All those looks you’d give me after I’d make out with randoms—you were so jealous, Sweetheart” Your ears are perking at his every word but your eyes were filled with annoyance. Colby knew now so why would you hide it? Hide your jealousy? “All those times, you could’ve just told me you wanted me and I would’ve given it all to you. Nobody else”

You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling you closer to his body then before with a smirk, shrugging your shoulders. “That doesn’t matter. I have you now” His eyes. Oh god, his eyes were so hungry. At first you didn’t know what to think but it only took you a few seconds to realize once his large arms were wrapped around your thighs, pulling your body close to him.

His chin sat against your stomach, staring up at you like he had been waiting for you to say something. But you didn’t know what he was planning until his thumb was ghosting around your clothed clit, that same smirk pulling at his lips as he watched you.

He slips your shorts off with ease, along with your black lace underwear, tossing them both to the side.

“Fuck” You breath heavily, leaning your head back against the sheets, not even realizing the boy under you was now fully under you. “S-shit!” Your hand fell clasp over your mouth to silence your moan, eyes falling back on him under you. Except now, his face was pressed into your dripping wet cunt, and his fingers teased what his mouth didn’t. “Fucking hell, Colby” You mumble under your unsteady breath, trying your hardest not to moan because he had just started and you didn’t want to seem weak.

But holy shit, this boy knew how to use his tongue.

Your hand fell atop his head in hopes to gain some sort of stability but that quickly failed, given how badly he was attacking your clit. His mouth was warm against you and you already knew you’d come soon. It was like he knew your body inside and out.

“I know your not holding back on me, are you?” His words vibrate against your cunt making you jolt, thankful his arms held you down so you wouldn’t squirm. Colby was in pure bliss under you, relishing in your sweet taste that so effortlessly painted his tongue. You were wet, your cunt was begging for more even if you were a crying mess above him, like it finally found what it had been longing for.

“I can take it” He chuckles at your attempt at retaliation but still manages to one up you, slipping two of his large, slender fingers inside you. “C-Colby, let me-“

“No” He only uttered one word but it was enough to make you listen like a trained dog, allowing your legs to tremble against his face. You could’ve taken it had you been prepared, but it had been far too long before any guy had done this to you.

“You taste so fucking good, Y/N” His fingers curl against your spongy walls, pushing his tongue against your clit quickly as your moan’s increased. It was so clear you were already on edge, about to let go without it being over five minutes. You find your pride slipping from you in a matter of seconds, begging the man to let you come as your fingers tug his hair. You couldn’t hold on, your legs were far too weak.

“Please, please—Colby, please” His ears are perking as you moan his name, begging for him, moaning for him. Normally, he’d take his time with you but now? He needed to release all that tension between the two of you from years ago, he knew he couldn’t last much longer. He needed to be inside of you, and for that exact reason is why he only sped up under you. “G-gonna come..!”

Your mind tried to come up with some sort of reason as to how you got yourself here, How you got your best friend between your legs, and definitely how you were about to fully submit yourself to this boy while your true feelings for each other were unknown. He was thinking the same thing; how did he get so lucky to have you above him?

“Let go for me, Pretty girl” In only seconds, you’re coming undone above him, legs almost falling weak as they shook from your release, sending shivers throughout your entire body. Colby’s still torturing your body, pumping his fingers into you at a faster pace. It was clear, he was trying to kill you.

“Colby!” You cry, gripping his hair with a begging tone. You couldn’t take it much longer. You had to push him away. Finally, after what felt like forever, he removed his tongue from you, letting his fingers slip from inside you. His strong arms are the only thing that held your legs still, and you could see your release painted on his chin once he looked up at you. “Holy shit” You curse under your breath, chest heaving as he stood to his feet. You look at the large man above you, noticing once again how he towers over you.

He bites his lip, admiring your perfect body that had been on almost full display for him. He leans down when you notice how hard he is, lifting your chin with the hand he hadn’t used on you.

You watch through your eyelashes as he sucks his finger clean from your release, biting his lip with a silent chuckle at how lovingly you looked at him. You grab his hand, pulling it closer to you until his other finger was pressed against your lips—to which you copied his action from before, staring into his dark eyes as you did.

“Good girl” He knew you liked that. It was so obvious—the way your legs clench together at his praise. He pulls his hand away and moves it to your neck, pressing a soft but sloppy kiss to your lips. You could taste yourself from him, and God… it was so fucking hot.

Your hand feels his body effortlessly until you reach his aching print, a small smile pulling at your lips against him.

“Let me” You mumble breathlessly, placing your hand over his cock. You could feel how desperate he had been for you, how badly he wanted you in that moment. His hand wraps around your throat firmly, pulling your lips to crash back into his own. He was so rough and impatient—you loved it.

“I need you. Right here, Right now” His voice is deep and makes your skin shiver, the way his hands touch you so delicately but with control. His room was slightly dark, only lit by the strip of LED’s above his bed frame.

“I want to be yours, Colby. Make me yours, please” Your words make his and your own stomach twist into knots, he almost felt bad. He waited so long to make the move, afraid he misread the signs, but he’d never admit that. You allow your hands to travel down his bare abs, feeling every chisel between the pads of your fingertips. When you reach his belt, you’re quick to help him tug his pants off, watching him with the most admiration.

“After we do this, everything will change” He looks at you once more, both of your hands laid on the waistband of his underwear. You lay your free hand on the side of his neck and use the other to touch him lower—right where he wanted you the entire time.

His breath shutters at your bare touch, something he’s wanted for so long was finally right in front of him. You were all he wanted and he prayed you ensue him just as much.

“I love you, Colby. There’s no change in that” You tell him truthfully, watching his eyes soften just before you pulled his face down to kiss his lips. Except this kiss had much more

meaning—the kiss after you’d admit your feelings for one another.

He leans you down, closing you between his large body and his bed, your hand is still pressed into his print, but he’s already slipping his underwear off by the time you can notice.

Fuck. He was going to ruin you.

Your hands cup his face when his tip presses against your entrance, slick coating it by the second. You wanted him for so long, you didn’t care if it hurt at first.

You just wanted him.

From the moment he pushed inside of you, the only feeling you could endure was love. He was slow, gentle to help you get used to his size. The boy peppers kisses to your neck as he pushed further, comforting your slightly pained moans that slip from your lips without warning.

“Mmm” You let out a soft moan once his tip is past your entrance, the hard part was now over. You look at him with your lips parted, brushing your thumb over his bottom lip. He pushes your hair out of your face before kissing you, and you weren’t prepared for when he pushed into you fully with one snap of his hips.

Your toes curled and your nails dug into his skin desperately, the feeling was almost indescribable. You just felt… full.

“Oh my god” You moan against his lips, throwing your head back as he strokes you slowly, massaging your thigh. You looked so perfect like this, so pretty in this light. Your body was almost bare for him, and your body was welcoming him with open arms—he couldn’t get enough of you. “Colbs…Colby” one of your hands release his shoulder to grip the sheet underneath you, teeth catching your bottom lip between them.

“Starting to feel good?” He hums while you nod, moving his head down to your neck, placing sloppy kisses against it. His hips find a steady pace at first and gradually work their way up, starting deep, then fast to your skin. “God, you feel so good” one of his hands travels up your body until it reaches the shirt covering your upper half, just wanting to rip in off of you.

“Take it off, baby” Your breathless words are too late when he’s already slipping it off your now fully bare body, completely discarding it to the floor next to him. Jesus, you were so perfect.

“You are so beautiful, Y/N” He presses a kiss to your lips before moving down your body, trailing his wet tongue down until he reached your nipple. He couldn’t take his eyes off you, the curves of your body… you were practically made for him. A shuddered moan escapes your lips when he swirls his tongue around your hardened nipple, kneading the other with his free hand.

“Mmm!” Between the stokes of his hips and the sensations he brought to your skin, you couldn’t hold much in. You were sure you were being too loud but the two of you didn’t care. It was just you and him, nobody else.

His strong arms capture your thighs, pulling one of your legs to rest against his shoulder. “Colby! I can’t… oh my gosh” Your little voice is projecting off the walls of the empty room but you don’t care, only worried about the boy above you. Your head was still slightly spinning from the drinks you endured earlier that night and it only mixed with your horny mess of a body, begging Colby for more. “It’s so good… fuck! You’re so fucking good!”

“Look at you. Such a fucking mess under me. You needed me just as much as I needed you” He grabs the back of your head, pulling you up slightly so you were at an angle you couldn’t look away from him. His big eyes were burning holes into your own, hips rutting into you like he had something to prove.

Which he did.

“Gonna come…! Colby, I’m gonna come!” Your a whining mess under him and he loves every second of it, pushing his hips into you faster then before. Your small body was like a toy in his hand and you were at his every command, doing everything he said.

“Come for me. Want you to scream my name so the whole neighborhood knows who’s fucking you this good—so ever man knows your mine” You knew it was a bad idea but who were you to decline that request? You were already screaming as it was. “My dirty girl, Your so fucking hot like this”

“I’m coming! I’m—oh my god I-“ Your voice is cut off by your loud moan, leg shuttering against his shoulder as you felt your release threatening to push over. His tip was kissing your cervix repeatedly, and you knew you couldn’t last much longer. “Colby…!” You cry out, pressing your hand to his chest as if that was going to do anything. Your orgasm finally tipped, and you felt it hit you like a truck.

“That’s it, Baby. Good girl” His thumb rubs circles against your clit as he ruts into your harder, watching your liquid spurt from between the two of you. “My god, Y/N. So fucking good for me”

“Colby… please—Jesus-“

“You can whine all you want, but your body is calling mine for more. You want more” You grip his large arms until your knuckles turn white, scratching along his tanned skin. You curse at him, not wanting to hear his teasing any longer. “Fuck me? I’m only giving you what you want” You look at him with an angry look for a second before completely switching, a smirk pulling at your lips. Jesus, you were nasty, huh?

He pulls out of you all at once making you whine, not able to protest before he’s already flipping you over onto your stomach and pushing your ass in the air. You giggle, stretching your arms in front of you as you arch your back against him, begging him to forgive you. “I was only joking, Pretty boy” You hum, looking back at his face.

He doesn’t say anything and grabs your hips roughly, pulling you back onto his length that so easily slipped inside of you. Your eyes roll back almost instantly as he bottoms you out, pushing his cock as deep as he could reach inside you. “This is what you wanted? Then fucking take it” He growls against your ear, slamming himself into your harder than he had been before. You couldn’t even think straight, you were already so fucked out you didn’t even remember what it felt like to not be fucked.

“fuck! Right there! Please, Colby—fuck me right there!” Your begging voice is music to his ears, your hands gripping the ground under you as he pushed himself against you. “You’re so deep… so fucking good to me, baby” He hums, leaning against your body so you were entirely pressing against him, his tongue running along your skin. Once again, you could feel his sloppy kisses against your shoulder and your neck.

“Nobody can fuck you like I can, Pretty girl. Your mine. You’re all fucking mine, you hear me?” You cry out a yes, the sound of your skin slapping against each others being the only thing that could be heard. “That’s it, just like that, my love” He praises against your ear, holding your hips to press into his.

“Colby, I’m gonna come… oh my god” You whine into the sheet, feeling the pressure building up fast inside you. He’s a grunting mess above you so you knew he was close as well, he was only holding out for you. “Come with me. Please, don’t hold out on me”

The snap of his hips slow down the closer he gets, and now your body is flush against his own, rocking back and forth to his pace with his face buried in your neck.

“I fucking love you, Y/N. My girl, come for me and only me, yeah?” You moan at his words, throwing your head back against his chest as his fingers circle your sensitive clit. you couldn’t hold it anymore, and neither could he. “I’m right behind you”

Drunk sex always felt way too good but usually it was faster and much sweatier, this felt far too different. Even if your hips moved fast against his, it still felt like everything had been in slow motion. The way his hands held your delicate body in his embrace as he thrust his hips up to meet your own, how his lips parted in anticipation to kiss yours, Colby was so hungry for you—his body, was hungry for you.

“Colby… Colby!” His name rolls off your tongue in a beautiful moan. You can feel his slight hesitance but the eyes you give him are enough to tell him exactly what you wanted. You wanted all of him, just as you said.

“Fuck…!” He curses under his breath, your moans filling his ears as you clenched down onto him. He continues to coach you to it, and with one last snap of his hips and circle to your clit, you felt your body release it’s everything onto his. He shushes your loud scream while silencing his own grunts, fingers digging into your hips to pull you close, painting your gummy walls with his white, hot release.

For awhile, All that was heard was your heavy breathing and the sounds of the tv in the other room, and you soon found yourself collapsed next to each other on the bed. Your chests were heaving horribly, and the sweat that drip from your foreheads were now everywhere. You look over at the boy next to you, only to find he had already been looking at you, both of you breathing heavy—lips parted.

It only took a second for one of you to start laughing, and Colby leaned over to kiss you again, this time staying there for the longest he could.

You hum as he pulls away just a tiny bit, still close to your face. Your eyes are shut, relishing in the feeling you had. How do you go on from this? Clearly you two loved each other, but you prayed it wouldn’t be weird…

“Come here” He lays his arm out, pulling your body closer to his so you could lay your head against his chest. The room was hot and smelled of pure sex but neither of you complained. You were just happy.

“Colby…” You mumble after awhile in silence, tracing the tattoo on his chest for the 2nd time. He hums in response, the tips of his fingers brushing through your soft hair. You almost feel bad, as if you’re about to ruin the amazing night you had—but you had to say it. “Where do we go from here..?”

Your voice is low and nervous, so focused on the negative that you couldn’t even see the obvious answer. Colby made it clear what he wanted. He couldn’t go back to normal with you—not after this night.

“I want you to be my girlfriend, Y/N. I’ve always wanted that” He pushes your hair away from your face, placing his finger under your chin to lift it. “Please tell me that’s what you want too”

Your eyes soften at his hesitant tone, grabbing the hand that sat under your chin to intertwine your fingers. Of course you wanted that. It was all you ever wanted.

You nod

“Sam is going to be so happy”

Just a little something different 😉. See y’all whenever :))

[chokemekarl]

i just need to fuck karl until he’s a babbling mess. that’s it. that’s the brainrot

just his fucked out face and dilated pupils. the way his eyes roll back whenever you clench around his overly sensitive cock. his face completely flushed and covered in a thin layer of sweat. his hair a mess and his body trembling

Karl would be so easy to get that fucked out look on too. He already gets red super easily. Besides he’s obviously obsessed with you so it wouldn’t take much work to have him beneath you a babbling mess. He’s definitely the type to pull at his own hair because he can’t even think clearly