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[sprouty-anon]

Moving In

Matt Murdock x fem!reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: codependency, Matt has what can be described as a panic attack because he thinks the reader is hurt,

Author’s Note: matt <3 matthew <3 daredevil <3 the devil of hells kitchen <3 avocado at law <3

Summary: Matt asks you to move in with him because he thinks he needs to be near you at all times otherwise you die.

Genre: fluff

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

(not my gif) (this gif sends me EVERY TIME)

Matt knew better than this. He knew better than to love someone. He had told himself that having friends and lovers was wrong. He had very fleeting gentle things with some women but in all, he should not get his emotions involved. Be charming, touch, then go. That was it.

He couldn’t bring himself to get rid of Foggy or Karen solely because they just refused to leave. Foggy would probably be with him till the end of the time. Karen couldn’t leave the craziness alone.

He couldn’t get rid of you because he just could not bring himself to let you go. He was strong but not that strong. Not strong enough to hear your voice one last time. He prepared himself of course, in case he went out one night and didn’t come back. But then it would be you losing him, not him losing you.

He knew better than having your arm under his hand, holding you close to him. He liked to think that as long as you were touching, he could protect you. Your breathing was even but you weren’t asleep. You were tracing things into his bare chest, writing a large elaborate double d to emulate his suit.

“I should have had you design it,” he said, facing the ceiling. You laughed and it shook him as well as you.

“It would have been awful. All one shade of bright red, they would have seen you from a mile away.”

“You wouldn’t let me go out like that,” he said.

“You’re right.” You lifted your head. “I would have added a scarf. In case you got cold.” Laughter bubbled up into his chest. He rolled onto his side. You put your hand on his leg, covered by the bed comforter. It was Wednesday, he had to go to work. It was far too early for you to be awake and yet here you were, happy, smiling.

“Foggy’s going to call in five minutes,” he said. “To make sure I got up.”

“What a wonderful friend. I would never do that.”

“Yes you would,” he argued. This was what love felt like. He had deeply appreciated people before. He probably loved Foggy as well. But this, this is what people got married over. This was honeymoon type love, the kind that old couples had in diners, the kind that people wrote songs about and described in movie monologues. He thought he had that with Elektra but he knew now, he had never had that love until you.

You brushed his hair back and kissed his forehead before standing up.

“I’m gonna go.”

“Are you sure I can’t employ you?” You giggled, shaking your head.

“You don’t pay enough for me to make my rent. Karen already told me, she gets muffins for pay sometimes.”

“They’re very good muffins.” He could hear you putting your clothes on. He slid out of bed so that he could find a suit to wear for the day. “You know, there is a place you could stay.”

“Yeah? Where’s that?”

“Can you do me a quick favor?”

“Yes sir.”

“There’s a stack of bills on my dresser. Check the address for me?” You walked to the dresser and picked it up.

“It’s your address.”

“Could be yours too.” Your heart beat went up, he could hear it, mostly because he was tunning into it. He couldn’t tell if it was from nerves or excitement which didn’t help him a whole lot in the worry department of his mind.

“You serious Matt?” “Yeah. I need someone to water the plants, if I die.” You jumped back on the bed and kissed him. You were on top of him, laughing, your lips on his. He couldn’t help but feel the happiness rising in his chest and coming out of his mouth in giggles. When was the last time he giggled? College? “Is that a yes?” he asked, your hands on his cheeks.

“It's a ‘I’m calling Foggy to help me with my boxes as I speak’!”

“Does this also mean you’ll work for me?”

“Ah ah ah, don’t try anything further, let me bask in this happiness. Then we can talk about making you my boss.” He smiled and rested his head on the pillow. His phone rang. You picked it up before him and answered it. “Foggy!” You clicked the speaker button and rested the phone on Matt’s chest, sitting beside him. Matt put his hand on your thigh.

“That makes sense. This makes sense. Karen wanna take a gander on why Matt is late?”

“Why even bother?” Karen asked, her voice muffled from them being in different rooms.

“I’m moving in with Matt,” you said into the phone. Foggy chuckled heartily.

“So he’s never gonna be on time again?”

“Would you like to help me with my boxes? Once I pack them that is.”

“I would love to but can you please let him come to work first.” You nodded, laughing.

“Thank you Fog. He’s getting dressed now I’ll walk him there myself.”

====

You were still smiling when you walked away from Nelson and Murdock. You had your arms wrapped around yourself, a hazy look in your eyes. You were just really grateful. Grateful for Matt, grateful for Foggy, grateful for life. It had been a really good morning. It may have been chilly and you may be a little bit frozen in the lips but it was okay.

You should probably start packing boxes now.

====

“Are you gonna have her read you the morning paper? Oh is she gonna make breakfast?” Foggy teased, as he had been the entire day.

“I think it would be cuter if he made it,” Karen said, packing up her bag. She was munching on a muffin.

They were both clearly very happy for Matt. They adored you. It was about time he had something steady in his life that he let stay. Matt adjusted his glasses, a thin smile on his face.

“Are you done?” Foggy pat his friends back.

“Nope.” The three of them walked out the front door. “I thought she was gonna come get you so you could pack boxes for the next five hours,” Foggy commented.

“She’s not here?” Matt asked. He listened intently for any sounds of you. He could probably recognize your breathing if he tried hard enough. But no, your voice wasn’t there, neither was your footsteps walking up to him.

“No,” Karen said. He recognized that voice. It was Karen's famous ‘something is wrong’ voice. He didn’t like that.

“Maybe she came to her senses and decided to ditch you,” Foggy said with hope in his voice. Matt shook his head.

“Are you sure she’s not here?” he asked, more of a statement than a question. There was a pause as their eyes pursued the crowd. With each passing second Matt got slightly more restless. That twitch in his mouth, the hand tightening around the folder of legal work he was holding.

“She’s not here,” Karen said finally.

Then he was gone, down the street. Karen rushed up behind him, refusing to let him go.

“Maybe she’s just late, we should wait,” she said, walking as quickly as she could in heels. Foggy decided to follow them after a split second of contemplation.

“She’s not late,” he said, mind racing.

“Matt, don't you think you’re being a little rash?” Foggy asked, grabbing his arm. “I mean, I know what you’ve been through with everyone but it is normal for people to be late you know. You’re foraging a codependent relationship.”

“Yeah and there will be no relationship if she’s dead,” Matt argued.

“Where even would she be?” “I thought once she moved in with me it would be better, she would be closer-”

“Matt-” Foggy started but was quickly spoken over by Matt again.

“Fisk is gonna find her after he finds me and then he’s gonna find you Foggy and you Karen and-”

“Where are we going?”

The three of them turned around where you stood. Your hair was up, sweat on your forehead, a different outfit then the one you were wearing earlier. It was pretty clear you had been packing up boxes all day but Matt couldn’t exactly use context clues to see that. He sped over to you, hugging you tightly.

Karen and Foggy chose to stay silent.

“Woah. Sorry I’m late, I couldn’t find the tape and I was closing boxes and-” You pulled away, looking at Matt’s face. “Matt? Where were you guys going? Getting drinks without me or something?” Karen cleared her throat and Foggy scratched the back of his neck.

“I thought you were dead,” Matt admitted, voice rough and quiet. Your eyes went wide.

“Why would you think that?” “You were late,” Foggy chimed in. “I tried to reason with him-”

“It’s okay,” you said quickly. “I’m sorry I was late. I won’t be late again.” Your hand held Matt’s who was clearly still coming down from an emotional trip.

“I overreacted,” he breathed.

“No. Come on, I’ll take you back to the apartment. Foggy I will be texting you for help with boxes. Karen you should come and bring drinks while Foggy and Matt bring things up the stairs.”

“Making a blind man do your bidding has bad karma,” Foggy said.

“Not when he looks so good picking things up.” You kissed the back of Matt’s hand.

“See you then,” Karen called.

===

You walked into your apartment quietly. You hadn’t really spoken on the short car ride. Emotions still hung in the air. He was clearly still worried, you were concerned that he had been so scared.

“Is me moving in a ploy to make sure no one can hurt me?” you asked finally. You grabbed his hand, pulling him around the box he was about to hit. You moved some boxes away from the couch and he sat down. He shook his head.

“No,” he said. “Would you not move in if I said it was?” “No, I’d still move in. I would just know your reasoning.” He felt you sit beside him. “Matt I’m probably gonna be late again,” you told him quietly.

“I’ve watched so many people I love die,” he whispered.

“I won’t be one of them.”

“How do you know that?” His voice had a tinge in it he never used for you. Disappointment, maybe about himself.

“I don’t. I just know I can handle myself.”

“Not against Fisk.” He shook his head. “I can’t be with you all the time and you could be killed any of those precious minutes,” he said, thinking about every time you had ever been beside him. All the minutes he was with you.

“Matt you won’t be able to love anyone if you let this get to you.” “I know. I’ve been trying. I’m annoyingly fond of you.”

“I’m not gonna say sorry.” You stared at his face, trying to telepathically let him know how much you loved him. “You’re not gonna get rid of me Matty,” you whispered.

“I don’t want to get rid of you. It’s selfish and it could get you killed.” “Well, think of it as selfish on my part.” You put your hand on his knee and scooted closer to him. “I selfishly will not let you leave me behind.” “It’s not an admirable quality.”

“Yes it is.” You stood up. “Help me finish packing so we can never get rid of each other for real.”

“Work with me. Please.”

“My therapist would say that this is codependent of us.”

“Codependency is needed when you’re in my line of work.” You smiled gently and grabbed his hand, forcing him up. He let you take him, stumbling into you. You grabbed his thick upper arms. He snaked his arms around your waist. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered.

“How would you know?” you teased.

“Because I’ve touched every inch of you. Paints a wonderful mental picture.” You scoffed, trying to get away from him but his grip on you was iron thick.

“Oh he’s charming and smooth.” You kissed his jaw. “Let me work.” His stubble brushed your lips, a feeling you loved.

“Why can’t I just touch you a moment longer?” he asked, voice low and gravely. You booped his nose. He was so surprised you were able to wiggle away.

“You’re cute Murdock. Pack the silverware.”

===

You were not used to formal clothing but you didn’t hate it. The blazer fit you, as did the shoes. Matt walked behind you into Nelson and Murdock. You met eyes with Karen who was sitting at the front desk. Her chin dipped, a surprised smile on her face.

“Oh no way he convinced you.” “He thinks someones gonna snatch me away during the day.”

“Foggy was right. You’re the codependency poster couple,” Karen said, leaning back in her chair. You gave her a slight bow as Foggy walked into the room.

“If it isn’t my fellow lawyer and favorite filer.”

“Oh, I’m stuck with the filing?” you asked, laughing. Matt pat your back.

“You’ll get two baskets of muffins if you're lucky.” “I hate you Murdock.”

“You’re safe.” He kissed your forehead and walked towards Foggy.

“You’re gonna hit a wall!” He walked swiftly into the interrogation room, as he always did. You smiled to yourself and crossed your arms.

“You’ve picked a real gem,” Foggy said.

“Yeah and he got me. Karen, what needs to be filed?”

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leo behavior ngl

Ego Fuel - DWT

a/n - don't ask me what this is i don't even know

word count - 1.4k

tags: porn lol, masturbation, solo!dream, third person pov

summary - literally dream jacking off to his own subscriber count. happy new year.

It was late. Probably too late to be scrolling on social media the way Dream was, but he couldn't seem to find it in him to care. Having posted the latest manhunt hours ago; he'd become trapped in the TikTok algorithm, an endless stream of comedy sketches, pretty girls dancing, and clips of him and his friends.

He flicked past a clip of Sapnap saying something dumb, on to a compilation of him across manhunts and streams, relishing in his own skill. The videos of him playing were overlaid with clips of his voice, various groans and out of context clips designed to sound like… not minecraft gameplay, that's for sure.

Opening the comments, he read through his fans' replies, careful not to like any of them.

hear me out

does he need a dog i can bark

why was that kinda...

Dream chuckled to himself as he scrolled, relishing in the attention as he continued through the comments.

i'm on my knees

don't let dream see this, his ego's big enough already.

To that, he let out a scoff no one would hear and an eyeroll no one would see. Dream didn't exactly consider himself humble, per se, he was well aware of his abilities and didn't shy away from that, but he wasn't sure he agreed that he had an ego either. Then again, he was definitely no stranger to a little bit of overconfident banter. Some would say it was just the pride that came with being a leo, bordering on overconfidence but just barely justified by skill.

So maybe they were right. Maybe Dream did have a bit of an ego. But who could blame him?

At twenty-two years old he had amassed one of the fastest growing channels on YouTube, nearly thirty million subscribers, with another five million on Twitch. Named gaming creator of the year by both the Game Awards and the Streamys, every upload topped the trending page, every stream took over Twitter's hashtags. He was one of the biggest names on the internet right now, and love him or hate him, he was on everyone's mind.

Smiling to himself, he closed TikTok, contemplating where next to scroll.

Instagram? Too Boring. YouTube? Too time consuming. Snapchat? Most of his friends had gone to sleep already. Maybe Twitter? He certainly was in a self indulgent mood. It couldn't hurt to read a little more loveposting. After all, how else was he supposed to find out how much people adored his thighs in cargo pants?

Dream felt himself twitch under his boxers. Or Maybe...

It was silent in his house. Though he lived with Sapnap, their rooms were too far apart to hear one another- a testament to the expansive hallways and sprawling layout. Of course, he had bought the property himself, one of few purchases with the millions of dollars he had amassed in only a few short years.

Dream laughed to himself, softly, remembering the first viral clip of him talking about his wealth.

"Obviously, I'm a millionaire."

He had never set out to be one of those YouTubers that flexed their earnings, but seeing how everyone reacted to four simple words nearly had him reconsidering.

Dream felt his dick shift again, begging to be touched under his sweatpants. Lazily, he fiddled with his waistband, rolling it down with no real urgency. He took his half-hard cock into one hand- a hand that trended on Twitter every time he posted a photo, tags filled with fans lusting over the veins that ran up his forearm. People who hadn't even seen his face, begging for his hand around their throat or fingers inside them. Dream nearly moaned aloud at the thought, feeling himself harden in his grip, and began moving his wrist- slowly at first.

His hands were big and warm and welcoming- begging him to thrust up into them. Dream sighed, settling into his own touch, each finger wrapped carefully around his growing erection. He let his eyes flutter shut, allowing his silent room to fade from his mind as he flicked up the length of his cock, relishing in the stimulation. It was almost meditative, the way he took care of himself, entirely fueled by his own thoughts, his own movement.

Fully hard now, he took even more pride in his dick. Dream was no stranger to measuring, ever competitive and loving to prove himself, so the satisfaction he felt at being above average came as no surprise.

Hand setting a familiar pace, he thought back to his fans, leaving desperate comments under videos of him. How many women had touched themselves thinking of him? Hands between quivering thighs, quiet whispers of his name in dark rooms- not unlike him now. If a block clutch was enough to make them drop to their knees, how would they react to seeing him now, like this?

The thought pulled a groan from his throat, his palm quickening, dragging up and down his cock with urgent need. How many people would do anything to have their hand replace his right now? How many would beg on their knees just for the opportunity to touch him, even without getting off themselves? Willing to do anything, just for him. The idea nearly made Dream cum on the spot, but he held off, slowing his motion again as he trailed his free hand across his stomach and over his chest.

He traced up to his neck, to the stubble on his jawline, then across flushed cheeks, thumb swiping across the lip that had at some point gotten caught in his teeth. He brushed his hair back, off his forehead, a heavy sigh slipping through his lips. His hair was growing long now. Despite knowing none of them would see it, he held back from cutting it at his fans request. Something about knowing they would think he looked good was fuel to the fire of Dream's overconfidence. Besides, it had worked so well for George, after all. Why not him?

Dream was hot, he knew that- six foot three, broad shoulders dusted with freckles from the Florida sun, and green eyes that lit up when he laughed- but what was more interesting was that all of that didn't even matter. Just the sound of his voice was enough to send his fans spiraling. Every curse or groan flooding his comments with neediness. A clip of him saying "oh come on now" could fuel Tik Tok edits for months. He had the internet wrapped around his finger, more power than any college-age man could know what to do with, all with one little phrase.

Dream tightened his grip as he fucked up into his palm, growing close again. His other hand trailed back down, over the body he had worked so hard to cultivate over the past couple of years. Down muscles built from hours in the gym and strict meal planning, over soft blond hair leading to where he worked, stroking himself closer.

From there, his free hand fell to the covers, balling in the sheets as he chased pleasure, relishing in the feeling of his own touch. He understood himself better than anyone- knowing exactly when to tighten his wrist and flick over the head of his cock, catching precum between his fingers and dropping his hand, coating himself in it. He could slide his hand just right- fuck, just like that- to pull himself apart. Head thrown back, a mess of blonde waves on the pillow, throat and jawline exposed under a dusting of stubble, Dream knew he must look good right now, and that knowledge only brought him closer, muscles tightening against the soft cotton betting.

He was approaching the edge now, biting his lip so aggressively he nearly drew blood, barely holding back from moaning out his own name as he made his grip tighter, faster, to match the burning low in his stomach. Soft whines slipped from his bitten lips as he bucked up into his hand, bed frame creaking in the otherwise silent room.

Dream came with a groan, spilling into his tightly clenched fist while his hips lifted off the bed in an almost primal neediness. Eyes screwed shut, he couldn't help but picture thousands of screaming fans, all for him.

So maybe they were right. Maybe Dream did have a bit of an ego.

But who could blame him?

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𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭 | GEORGE

Pairing: librarian!george x fem!reader

Warnings: NSFW+18, minors and ageless blogs don’t interact, nsfw links.

A/N: this was supposed to be my Xmas gift for you guys but I couldn’t post it yesterday. I hope you enjoy it<3

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Librarian!george is very sweet after sex, but a bit shy.

He’s not really used to taking care of someone after such an intimate moment so he’d be lost at first, asking what you like and don’t like; asking if you like physical touch after sex or prefer having some personal space.

Either way he’s gonna run a bath or start the shower for you. Brings you a glass of water and some snacks to recover.

If you’re more into physical touch after sex, George is gonna wrap you in his arms. Kissing you softly and playing with your hair.

Reassurance is very important to him, so you can bet your ass he’s gonna tell you how good you were.

“You did such a great job, baby.” “You were so good for me.” Etc.

If you two happened to fuck in the library he’s gonna clean you up and hold you close.

Resting his forehead on yours while you two recover, a satisfied smile on his face.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

To be honest he’s very confident in himself, even if it doesn’t seem like it.

His favorite body part of himself would be either his smile or his eyes.

Even would go as far to say his thighs, but that’s because of your love for them.

His favorite body part about you tho is your boobs.

George loves to play with them while having sex, but even at random times he would sneak his hand under your shirt and cup your tits.

Loves to fall asleep on them, he says they’re very comfortable.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Continuing with his love for your boobs, librarian!george likes to cum on your tits.

His pull out game is very strong.

Most of the time he refuses to cum inside you because 1. He doesn’t want to be a father just yet (if you’re not wearing protection), and 2. He loves to coat your tits with his cum.

But if he’s being lazy he would cum in you, staying like that for a few seconds before pulling out and watching it drip down your pussy.

Also he loves when you cum on his face. Bathing his face with your juices is his favorite thing in the world.

And you can’t lie, that’s a sight for sore eyes.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He jerks off to pictures of you.

You two would exchange nudes in very rare occasions since he’s too shy to do it.

But he constantly masturbates to your pictures when you’re not around.

Also wants to fuck you in the ass but doesn’t know how to ask you.

Baby boy fantasizes about how that would feel.

E = Experience ( how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

George knows what he’s doing, but he doesn’t have a lot of experience.

He’s had his fair share of girlfriends in the past but everything has been vanilla.

You were the one to introduce him to public sex and bunch other things.

It’s easy to think he knows a lot with the amount of erotica he reads but when it comes to practice, he’s a bit lost.

Still knows where the clit is tho ;)

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Any position where he can watch your tits.

Loves when you ride him.

He’s fascinated by the way your tits bounce in front of your face.

But over all missionary, he’s very basic what can I say?

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

Not gonna lie, the very first times you two had sex he cracked some jokes to ease his nerves.

But usually he’s serious.

George likes to focus on you and if he tries to be more humorous he’ll get distracted.

However, he laughs every time he struggles with the condom.

And one time you two almost fall out of the bed when you were switching positions, which made him giggle.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

George likes to put some effort in his looks so he’s definitely well groomed, and even shaves everything, (and I mean everything) down there a few times. And yeah it does match.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He’s very sweet, I’ve said it before.

George likes to take his time with you, kissing all over your body, whispering sweet nothings and worshiping you.

He needs to have eye contact with you the whole time, so expect him softly asking you to open your eyes for him.

“There you are. You’re doing great baby, keep your eyes on me, okay?”

He’s the type to drop an L bomb at the end, but not always cuz he doesn’t want to seem too clingy.

Wraps his arms around you and buries his face in the crook of your neck, leaving sweet open mouth kisses on your skin.

George also likes to hold your hand while fucking.

He just loves to be as close as possible to you the whole time.

Some inspo

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J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He’s jacked off before but he doesn’t really like it.

Says he’s too lazy to do it but since he doesn’t hook up with anyone that’s the only option.

However, since he met you there’s been just a few occasions he’s done it.

Mostly when you two can’t be together.

You send him nudes to help him and he loves you for that.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

s/o to ghost for helping me with this part, ily<33

Okay so!

Librarian!george likes to read erotica a lot, hence to why he knows a lot about kinky stuff.

However, he’s into very light things.

Bondage; but he likes more the idea of being tied up and being at your mercy.

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He loves when you’re in charge so being tied up leaves him to only follow your orders.

George also has a praise kink, which is why he’s always good to you.

Loves when you call him your good boy.

Humiliation kink is a favorite!

He’s gonna literally get on his knees and beg for you, and gets off on that.

The embarrassment coursing his body in that moment is enough to get him hard.

Tit-fucking. Pretty self explanatory as to why he likes to fuck your tits.

And last but not least, edging.

His whiney voice, begging you to let him cum ???? Sir??? Pls????

He would try his best to hold it as long as possible, but still breaks into begging while tears run down his face.

But when he’s the one edging you, he’s ruthless.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He prefers the intimacy of your bedroom.

But when he’s really needy, anywhere is good for him.

You two did it at the parking lot one time and almost got caught.

The kitchen counter? Been there, done that.

The bathroom? Shower sex is amazing with librarian!george.

The library? I don’t need to explain this one ;).

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Your tiddies.

He’s a boob man, what can I say?

He also loves when you bite his earlobe, it’s one of his weak spots.

The other one is his neck.

Also loves to see you wearing his clothes.

The first time you worn his shirt, he literally had to stop himself from launching over you.

Also the nickname pretty boy does things to him.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Impact play.

He doesn’t like the idea of hurting you, even if you assure him is okay.

Of course george would be okay with some spanking but nothing heavy.

It mostly happens when he’s a bit lost in the moment, specially when he’s fucking you from behind.

Also doesn’t like degrading you.

He’s a softie for crying out loud.

Just nothing that would harm you physically or emotionally.

Also no piss or feet kink.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Both, he likes to give and receive.

But let’s face it, he’s not very experienced.

He’s only had a few girlfriends and not all of them liked being eaten out.

So basically you had to guide him.

he’s a quick learner tho, and very sweet.

George would start by kissing the inside of your thighs, trailing down to come face to face with your heat, placing soft pecks on the outside of your pussy, before diving in.

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Still a solid 8/10,

When receiving he lets you set the pace.

But there’s a few times he just wants to fuck your mouth mercilessly.

He says it feels better than his hand and gets a bit too excited.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It depends on his mood.

Most of the time he goes slow and sensual.

Holding you close and kissing you as much as he can.

Slow/lazy sex is made for librarian!george.

But when he’s stressed or had a bad day, he lets out his anger on you.

He fucks you until you cannot feel your legs, but after all he’s apologizing for it.

He’s such a sweetheart.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

George doesn’t like quickies.

He hates being rushed so it doesn’t happen often.

But when it does, it’s mostly at the library. During his lunch breaks.

Or at a friend’s party, in the bathroom.

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R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

I’d say yes to an extend.

Like I said he wouldn’t do anything that harms you.

But anything else, he’s down for it.

Specially if you want to try something on him.

George would never say no to you.

One thing he’s willing to try out tho, is choking.

He’s heard it from his friends how good that is, and got really curious about it.

Would start by light choking, but if he ends up liking it, George would make you gasp for air and asphyxiate you until you cry.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Let’s be real, baby boy would not last for more than two rounds.

Would be the best two rounds of your life tho.

However, if you’re still needy, he would let you use him to get yourself off.

Specially riding him.

But after two rounds librarian!george becomes a pillow princess and he’s not ashamed to admit it.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

George has tried some before. Out of pure curiosity.

The only toy he owns is a fleshlight.

Thanks to you he got more into that so now he experiments more.

Having a vibrator attached to his dick can make him cum whiting ten minutes.

Loves to use toys on you tho.

His favorite thing, although he doesn’t admit it, it’s when you’re sucking him while riding a dildo.

Something about getting you both off at the same time gets him going.

Also, your moans do wonders on his cock.

Since he likes being tied up, you have a pair of handcuffs just for him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

At the beginning of your relationship he wouldn’t do it.

But once he feels more comfortable with you... it’s game over.

He’s gonna try to mess with you in the most inconvenient times.

Let’s say you’re at a dinner with friends. George would lay a hand on your thigh, like he always does, but somewhere between the food and dessert his hand started to trail up.

Getting dangerously close to your core.

A shit eating grin plastered on his face, claiming it was because of what his friend said, but you knew damn well the actual reason.

His fingers would run up and down your clothed heat, making you press your thighs together, trying to take away his hand.

“George, please stop. Now it’s not the time.”

“What do you mean, sugar? I’m not doing anything.”

Moves your underwear aside, and lets his fingers slide through your slightly wet folds.

But just when you thought he would give you some sort of pleasure, he pulled away.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Librarian!george is pretty vocal.

He’s not afraid to let you know he’s enjoying it.

But he’s more prone to moan than to say any sentence.

Low groans.

Whines.

Whimpers.

And of course, begs a lot.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Librarian!george likes to eat you out while you read.

You were sitting on his couch, trying to relax after school. A book in hand that you’ve been trying to read for weeks, but for whatever reason you couldn’t.

George was somewhere in the house, most likely fixing the washing machine, since it’s been making a weird sound for weeks. So you decided to take this time for yourself.

A satisfied sigh escaping your lips while your fingertips touch the edges of the page you’re reading. Words translating into scenes in your head, playing like a movie only for you.

You were so immerse in the story that you didn’t notice the brown haired boy coming to you, to sit right between your legs. It wasn’t until his soft hands touch your skin that you acknowledged his presence.

“What are you doing down there?” A gentle smile creeping up your face.

“I was missing you.” His husky voice echoing in the room. “Whatcha reading?”

“Pride and prejudice.” You answered, showing him the cover of the book.

He nodded, contemplating you. Eventually you went back to your reading. Minutes passed with your boyfriend between your thighs, while your left hand was lazily playing with his hair.

When the clock hit 3:30 pm, George decided to have some fun on his own. Turning in his seat, his rosy lips connected with your inner thighs, leaving a trail of pecks up to your core.

“George...” you warned him, “I’m reading, honey.”

A wicked smirk greeting you when you looked down at him.

“Didn’t you say you were good at multitasking?” He teased you. “Prove it then.”

There’s no need to say, you’re not good at multitasking.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Librarian!geoerge is big and thick.

Enough to stretch you nicely.

You had to take a few seconds to get used to his size. Even after many times having him inside of you.

Also, he’s very veiny.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive is high because of you.

Since he met you, George can only think of you and how pretty you look under him.

It’s really hard for him, because he’s found himself daydreaming about you while working, which ends up with him having a hard on during his whole shift.

And the only way to fix it is a quick fap during his lunch break.

The longest he can go without sex is two weeks, and I swear this boy would be crying, begging and pleading for you to touch him by the end of week two.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

George would only fall asleep after making sure you’re okay.

He doesn’t like the idea of sleeping without taking care of you first.

Once you’re both set in bed, after taking a shower and eating something.

Librarian!george is out like a light.

He likes to rest his head on your chest, his gentle breathing hitting your neck, while your arms are wrapped around his body.

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sore loser | dream team

this is a 7000+ word smut where the reader doms dream in front of george and sapnap (plus a twist at the end). i also kept the terms gender neutral for the reader but it is indicated that they are afab i apologize for that.

Pairing: dreamteam x afab!reader

Word Count: 7,396

Warnings: dom/sub relationship, voyeurism, pet play, collaring, cock torture, use of the name master and puppy, orgasm denial, crying, subspace, rules, oral, idk what else

It was a stupid bet, one that Dream was so sure he'd win but as his screen flashed red and showed the words, "You Died" Dreams stomach dropped. He listened to his friends celebrate, typing random stuff in chat as he leaned back in his chair. He felt a lot of things, sadness, anger and oddly enough, excitement. He thought about what Sapnap and George had said, about what would happen if he lost. When they first brought up the bet Dream laughed it off, he was so sure he'd win that he didn't even give a second thought to what they said. But now, as the realization set in, he thought about what they said.

Dream hoped that the two had forgotten about it, that the bet was all just a joke and he wouldn't have to face the embarrassment, or excitement, from the consequences of him losing. He was relieved when the three boys went to sleep in their separate rooms as if the bet never had existed. But the relief was short lived..

He woke up the next day and everything seemed normal. He made breakfast for everyone, per usual. He worked out with sapnap and then showered afterwards. He edited George's video, bought lunch for the three and then went to practice for the next Minecraft Manhunt. He was relaxed, the thought of the bet completely leaving his mind. He was sure they had forgotten.

Sapnap and George hadn't forgotten though, the second they killed Dream the two boys cheered so loudly that they were sure it could be heard from Dreams mic. They went on with their usual talk that followed the manhunts, talking about strategies and how they were able to win. But the whole time the bet was in the back of Sapnap and George's mind. When they came up with the idea, they for sure thought Dream would win, so that's why they went all out. The bet was simple, if dream won then he got bragging rights and the boys would have to cook dinner and do his laundry for a month. It seemed fair for what they were going to ask. If Sapnap and George won then they got to see Dream be dommed. It was a joke at first between Sapnap and George. Ever since they found out that Dream liked to be dommed they made jokes about it. They didn't quite understand why he liked to be dommed, but to be fair, they had never had someone dom them before so they figured it wasn't fun. But Dream talked about it so highly that they wanted to see what it was all about.

They expect Dream to say no right away, to tell them they were crazy and they should just watch porn but Dream was so confident in himself, and a little excited about the thought of losing, that he agreed right away. Once he agreed, they worked out a few details about who would do it and they agreed to hire someone. Dream, of course, knew someone, a dom that he had visited a few times. A dom that he knew would explain things, show things and give everyone the best show that they'd enjoy.

That's when you came in. You received a text from Sapnap, "Tonight's the night," Was all the text read. You knew exactly what it meant and excitement bubbled in your stomach. Dream was the best sun anyone could ask for honestly. He was obedient when he wanted to be but also was bratty. You knew him like the back of your hand, the things he loved and the things he hated. You knew he'd enjoy tonight and if he didn't he would tell you and everything would stop. He was vocal, answered questions to the best of his ability and was good at listening. He was just an all around great sub and the nights you got with him were your favorite ones. You packed your bag before heading over.

Sapnap and George looked at each other, "I texted them," Sapnap said and George nodded. "Should we have given him a heads up?" George asked. Sapnap shrugged, "We can tell him now," He said and George nodded. The two boys got up, walking to dreams room together. The could hear him slamming his keyboard, "Fuck!" Dream called out, groaning loudly. George knocked on his door before opening it, "Everything okay?" George chuckled and Dream's head shot towards them. "Everything's fine," Dream said, turning back towards the screen as he hit respawn. "Seems like you just died," Sapnap chuckled, earning a nudge from George. "Yeah, I did," Dream said, rolling his eyes.

"So, you remember that bet we had?" George was the first to bring it up. Dream tensed up, hands stilling on the keyboard. "Yeah.. I remember," Dream said, his voice was shaking but blood was flowing south very quickly. "Well, we texted them," Sapnap said and Dream had to hold back any noises. "Is that okay? We can tell them nevermind. I mean it's just a stupid bet," George said, watching as sapnap leaned against the door frame. "No.. A bets a bet and i'm not a sore loser," Dream said, turning off his game. "I mean.. you sounded like a sore loser last night," Sapnap laughed and George rolled his eyes. "Sap, if you keep making rude comments I will lock you in your room," Dream said as he stood up. Sapnap was right tho, he had definitely acted like a sore loser the night before, pouting around and barely talking to the two boys. "Fine," Sapnap said which made George chuckle, "Someone wants to watch Dream get dommed," George said which made Sapnap scoff. "This was all your idea George, I think you're the one who wanted to see it," Sapnap retorted. "You two fight like subs," Dream said, pushing past the two boys who were standing in the doorway. He walked to the living room as the two boys followed. "What's that supposed to mean?" Sapnap said, sounding slightly offended. "We aren't subs," George added, arms crossing over his chest.

It made Dream chuckle, the two were acting like brats. "Why does it bother you two so much that you might be subs? It's not a bad thing," Dream shrugged as he sat on the couch. "Because I'm not, not so sure about George tho," Sapnap said and George scoffed this time. "I'm not a sub!" George groaned. Dream chuckled again, this was amusing to him, watching the two boys fight over something like whether they are subs or not.

The room went quiet when they heard the doorbell ring. Dream got up, shaking off his nerves, "What? Are you two rethinking this? Because I will gladly take them to my room and you two would just have to listen," Dream said, walking towards the door. The two boys were at a loss for words, mostly trying to figure out how Dream seemed so dominant in everyday life. They just couldn't see him as a sub. Dream opened the door, smiling as he saw your face. All of his nerves dissipated when he saw you. He had been with many doms but none had made him feel as safe and warm as you did.

"Hey," You smiled, walking into Dream's house. You looked around, "Nice place," You giggled. You saw the two boys standing in the living room, a stunned look on their face. "Hi, Im Y/n," You held your hand out for them to shake. "You're the dom?" Sapnap asked, watching as George shook your hand. "Sap, you can't say shit like that," George mumbled. "It's okay, I get that a lot," You shrugged, shaking Sapnaps hand next. Dream took your backpack off your back, "Thank you," You smiled at him and he smiled back. "You just.. You seem smaller than I imagined.." Sapnap said, arms crossing over his chest as he looked you up and down. "Ah, okay," You smiled at him, "Well, doms come in all shapes and sizes you know," You said, looking towards dream, "So, where would you prefer to do this Dream?" You asked, voice gentle.

George and Sapnap stayed quiet, watching the exchange. "Well, it's up to you. We could do it here or in the bedroom." Dream said. "Dream, it's what everyone is most comfortable with." You said, walking towards him to grab your bag. "Guys? Where would you guys like to do it?" Dream asked, making you turn towards the two boys who stood, watching. "Uh.. The living room works. Then sap and I have somewhere to sit," George said and you and Dream both nodded. "Living room it is," You said, "May i?" You asked, reaching towards your bag. "Of course, set it up however you'd like," Dream said, placing your bag on the coffee table for you.

You unzipped your bag, looking through your assortment of toys. You kept it tame, only having a flogger, a dildo, a vibrator and some lube and condoms. You also had two of dreams' favorite items but you wouldn't display those unless Dream asked for them. "Does anyone have any questions?" You asked, looking up at Dream and smiling at him. Dream smiled back, blushing slightly, "I don't have any, Sap? George?" Dream said. Sapnap sat on the couch followed by George. "Actually.. Yeah, do you two like- do you two have sex?" Sapnap asked. You turned to face sapnap, "No. In our agreement he said he didn't want to have sex. So he is not allowed to put his dick in me. Oral is okay but as for any other sort of penetration, it is not allowed." You said. "So.. how do you get him off?" Sapnap asked. George looked at him, almost shocked. "Well, hand jobs, oral, fleshlights, anal," You explained, "So you fuck dream?" Sapnap added. "With a dildo, yes," You smiled at him as you watched him think. Being a dom meant you were able to read people's faces pretty well. He seemed to think about the idea, his face showed that he even seemed intrigued by the idea. "Did you not know men like anal?" George asked sapnap and sapnap shrugged, "Never gave it much thought," He admitted.

"Uh, any other questions?" You asked as you turned back around. You laid out a towel as you pulled your toys out. "Nope, I'm here to learn," George said, leaning back on the couch. "Are you interested in being a dom?" You asked, zipping up your bag as you looked over at Dream. You scanned his face, he seemed a little upset as he scanned over the toys. "Maybe," George shrugged, "Honestly, this all just seemed interesting.." George said. You stood back up straight and turned towards George and sapnap, "Well I'm glad that I can be the one to teach you two. " You smiled.

"Now, I have a few ground rules. Is everyone listening?" You asked and each boy nodded, looking at you. "Good, now when i'm doing a scene like this, a voyeurism scene i like to make it very clear that if anyone is uncomfortable they need to speak up. For example, if I do something to dream that makes you, sapnap, uncomfortable then you need to tell me. You can say the word red or stop and I will stop and we will talk, okay?" You used sapnap as the example because he seemed to be the most distant. "So, if like- we can say stop whenever?" Sapnap asked and you nodded, "Whenever, if i'm not even doing anything you can say stop. This scene is controlled by you guys, not me." You explained. Sapnap seemed to relax at that, leaning back on the couch. "There will be absolutely no laughing, no making fun of the sun unless I state otherwise. If you make jokes when it is not the time to make jokes then I will ask you to leave. Understood?" You said and each boy nodded, air growing thicker.

The atmosphere seemed to set in for the two boys on the couch. What was once a joking atmosphere was now more serious. "You may ask questions, you may talk but no jokes. Dream has agreed that he is okay with you two degrading him only if you two are comfortable. You two do not have to participate in that if you don't want to." You said, you looked over at Dream who was staring at the ground. "Dream, is everything okay?" You asked and suddenly all attention was on him.

Dream face heated up as he looked over at you. He nodded, biting down on his bottom lip. "I need your words Dream," You said and Dream nodded, "Yes, im okay," He repeated and you smiled. "Now, dream knows my rules for him and he will follow those accordingly. You two are not my subs, you two are watchers. I do not control what you do but my ground rules still stand for you two and at any point I do have the right to kick you out. Okay?" You said and George and Sapnap nodded. "We understand," They said in unison, making you giggle. "Alright, are we ready to get started? I need a verbal answer from everyone," You said. Dream waited for the two boys to answer before he did. "Yes," George said, "Yes," Sapnap added and then Dream answered, "Yes Master," Which made you smile. "Good boy," You said.

Even though you were looking at Dream, you could see the two boys out of the corner of your eyes. Sapnap seemed to squirm at the word master, it was a slight movement but one you saw very clearly. George couldn't stop the sly smile that came to his face when he heard the words 'good boy' come from your mouth. You knew this was going to be fun.

You pulled your hair into a loose ponytail before making a come hither motion towards dream with your index finger. He walked over, head down. You faced the two boys and Dream had his back to them. "Don't be all shy now puppy," You muttered, mostly to dream but the two boys on the couch heard it. "You were so excited about this the other day," You teased, noticing as the two boys on the couch raised their eyebrows in surprise. "He was excited?" George asked. "Very, couldn't stop texting me about all the things he wanted to show you two. Isn't that right puppy?" You turned dream to face the two boys on the couch. He kept his head down as he nodded, "Face forward puppy, be my good boy," You placed your hands on his shoulders, rubbing them gently as you felt him relax. Dream looked at the two boys on the couch and his knees grew weak. Sure, he was excited about the thought but now that it was happening, he wanted to cum already. "I-I'm very excited," Dream said and You smiled. You watched as George readjusted his sweatpants and how Sapnap was trying to cover his crotch with his hands.

"On your knees puppy, just like I've taught you," You said. Dream immediately dropped to his knees, his erection now very clear as it pushed up against the cotton of his sweatpants. The two boys' eyes trailed over Dream, their heads spinning and thoughts running wild. You stood behind dream, hand going under his chin and pulling his head back so he was looking up at you. "Now, puppy, I have a question for you," You said and Dream batted his eyelashes at you. It was something he did as he fell into subspace, a way to get what he wanted even when he hadn't asked for anything. "You seemed upset by my selection of toys. Tell me why that is," You said, your free hand running through his hair. You kept your eyes on dream as he tried to look at the two boys on the couch but your hand on his chin kept his face turned up towards you. He squirmed slightly, squeezing his thighs together. "I-I wanted my collar," Dream said, voice strained. "Do you still want your collar?" You asked, petting his hair softly. "Yes master," Dream said. You let go of him, watching as his eyes fell back upon the two boys on the couch. You walked towards your bag, unzipping the first pocket to grab his collar and leash.

"I-I have a question," Your head snapped towards the couch, all eyes now on sapnap. "What is it Sapnap?" You asked, holding the collar in your hand. Sapnap seemed to squirm under the gaze of everyone, but it wasn't an uncomfortable squirm, you could tell by the way he smiled ever so slightly. He loved attention, just like dream did. "Y-you said Dream had rules... C-can we- I wanna know what they are," Sapnap said. You smiled softly at him before turning towards dream, "Are you okay with sharing your rules?" You asked and Dream smiled, "yes, i am," He nodded, excitement showing in his face.

You walked back towards dream, standing behind him once more. "Tell them my first rule pup," You said as you leaned down, placing the collar around dreams neck. "Answer all questions, loud and clear," Dream repeated your first rule. You watched Sapnap and George nod. It was funny how just by the way Sapnap and George sat, you could tell their personalities. George sat with confidence, legs spread as he leaned back against the couch. He radiated dominant energy, an energy that reminded you of yourself. Sapnap on the other hand sat with his legs closed and leaning close to listen. He radiated an energy that was unsure of himself, as if he didn't know if he was a dom or sub and as if he thought he had to be just one or the other.

You placed your hand on dreams hair, "Second rule?" You said, grabbing his hair and tugging it slightly. Dream moaned ever so slightly, "Do not cum without permission," He said, gulping hard. You saw the smirk on George's face, he was loving this. Sapnap seemed more curious, "What happens if he does cum?" Sapnap asked. "He gets punished, I'm guessing," George said and you nodded. "Gold star for george. If Dreams cums without my permission then he gets punished. Though I do understand that sometimes he can't help it and in times like that I will not punish him," You said, letting go of Dreams hair.

"I have a question for Dream," George spoke up. You looked at him, his face showed nothing but mischief which made you smile. "May I ask Dream a question?" George said, looking up at you. "Yes, you may," You said. Dream squirmed again, that was something he loved and you could tell. You made a quick note in the back of your mind to do that again, to talk about him as if he wasn't there. "Now Dreamie, I would like to know what your favorite punishment is," George leaned forward, placing his elbows on his knees. You already knew the answer but you weren't asked the question, dream was.

Dream looked up at you and you looked down at him, noticing the wet spot that was forming on his sweatpants. "Puppy, he asked you," You said, watching Dream turn back towards George. "I like- i like spankings," He said and you shook your head, "He asked your favorite punishment and you and i both know that's not it," You grabbed his hair, tugging it again making him moan. "Cock torture," He blurted out making you smile, "Good pup, you love it when i torture that poor cock," You smirked, watching Dream squirm again. He put his hands behind his back, something you instructed him to do when he thought he was going to touch himself.

George smiled, "He's a very good boy, huh?" George said towards you, making you look at him. "He can be," You shrugged, letting go of his hair, "He can be bratty sometimes," You said, tapping dreams shoulder twice, a signal that he was supposed to strip. Dream understood the taps and pulled off his shirt. "Really obedient," Sapnap said. You noticed how Sapnap was growing more comfortable with the situation with each minute that passed. He was relaxing now, leaning back on the couch with his hands still covering his crotch.

You walked towards the coffee table, "He is Sapnap, very good observation," You smiled at him which made him smile back. He blushed at the praise, pressing down on his cock and holding back his noise. Dream stood up, pulling off his sweats and boxers without a second thought before dropping back on his knees in the same position as before. You grabbed the vibrator before walking back towards dream. You placed your hand on his cheek as he looked up at you, "Good boy, my good puppy," You praised him, making him blush. "You know what good boys get?" You asked and Dream nodded, "Rewards," He said and you nodded. You handed Dream the vibrator, "Make yourself feel good puppy," You said.

Dream obeyed, clicking on the vibrator and grabbing his cock. He placed the vibrator on his red, leaning tip. He let out a loud moan, eyes squeezing shut. "Dream said it was okay if you two jerked off," You said, watching sapnap literally squirm in his seat, "So if you two are comfortable with it, he is too," You said, standing behind dream as you ran your fingers through his hair. "Are you comfortable with it?" George asked. Your head shot up, you were a bit taken back by the question. No one ever asked you that, it was your job to ask others that. "Y/n?" Dreams whining voice brought you back to earth. "What is it my pup?" You asked, playing with the strands of his hair, "I-I- wanna cum," Dream moaned out, looking up at you, "Then turn down the vibrations," You said, voice soft and teasing. "B-but-" He stuttered, pressing his tip against the vibrator. "But what pup? I never said you could cum," You giggled, shaking your head at him. Dream groaned, reluctantly turning down the vibrations. "Good pet," You patted his head, making him groan.

"y/n?" George spoke this time and you looked over at him, "Yes?" You asked, hands resting on dreams head. "Are you comfortable with us touching ourselves?" He asked. There was that question again, of course, you were comfortable with it. You just couldn't quite understand why this question was making your head spin. "Yeah- yeah i'm comfortable with it," You smiled, shaking off the odd feeling. It wasn't a bad feeling, it was just something you couldn't quite place. Sapnap was quick to put his hands into his basketball shorts, you couldn't see what he was doing but the way he moaned made it pretty obvious. George didn't move tho, his erection was evident but he didn't move to touch himself.

You brushed it off tho, dream was your focus, not george. "Puppy, how close are you?" You asked, watching dream practically fuck his hand as he tried to hold the vibrator to his tip. "S-so close master," He whimpered out, "Close enough that if i said cum now, you would without a second thought?" You asked and dream nodded. "Good, now stop," You said and Dream let out a loud groan, pulling the vibrator away. Sapnap watched with wide eyes, hand moving quickly under his shorts as he jerked himself off. George sat back, hands on his thighs as he watched. Dreams hands shook as he held the vibrator away from his cock, "P-please master," Dream whimpered, holding the vibrator so tightly that his knuckles were white. "Please what?" You teased, "I don't know what you want," You said watching as Dream tried to bat his eyelashes at you. "I-I wanna cum," He whimpered, bucking his hips slightly.

"You always wanna cum," You giggled, walking towards the coffee table. "I-I know master b-but i-I'll be good," Dream pleaded, watching your every move. The two boys on the couch watched you as well. Sapnap slowed his hand, worried he was gonna cum too soon and he lowkey wanted to cum when dream did. George watched you, you could feel his eyes burning into you. "I-I'll be so good," Dream repeated, putting his hands behind his back once again. "Why do you deserve to cum? You've done nothing to prove to me that you deserve it puppy," You said, grabbing the small flogger you had packed. "How can I prove it master?" Dream asked, pouting when you looked at him. "Hmm," You walked back towards him, placing your hand in his hair.

You grabbed a fistful of his hair and tugged his head back, rougher than you had done beforehand. Dream let out a loud moan, cock twitching at the pain. Sapnaps hand picked back up, he placed his hand over his mouth so his moans weren't too loud. You knelt down beside Dream, lips against the shell of his ear, "Look at your best friend, look at what your doing to him," You whispered. Dreams cock twitched as he watched sapnap bite his hand, trying not to moan as he locked eyes with Dream. You glanced over at George who's hand was now palming himself over his sweats, george was slow tho, wanting to hold his orgasm back.

Sapnap wasn't trying to cum so quickly but as he locked eyes with dream he couldn't help it. His eyes rolled back as he came in his shorts, "D-dream-" He whimpered out, trying to cover it up with his hand but failing. Dream moaned in response, cock twitching as precum leaked from his tip. Sapnap rode out his high as the three of you watched, loving every second of the attention he was getting. "I-I really wanna cum," Dream whispered and you kissed the side of his head, "I know, soon puppy," You stood back up, running the strands of the flogger along dreams bare shoulders.

Sapnap bit his bottom lip as he pulled his hand out of his shorts, "I-I need- Im-" Sapnap stuttered, struggling with his words. "It's okay sap, if you need to change we understand. You're welcome to come back when you're done," You said, smiling at him. Sapnap nodded, getting up quickly and running to his room. The room settled back into silence, dreams heavy breathing filling the silence. "Is everyone okay to continue?" You asked, looking from George to Dream. "Yes," George said and Dream said the same thing. "Okay," You nodded.

There was something about George, something was going on in his mind and you couldn't tell what it was. It wasn't often, or ever, that you couldn't read someone's face but George was different. He held the perfect poker face, a skill that you had yourself, a skill most doms knew and had. Something about him made you so curious though, you wanted to ask him questions, find out what he was thinking. But once again you knew this was not about him, this was about dream.

"I can talk right?" George asked you and you nodded, once again being pulled back to earth by dreams moaning. "He seems to like that idea," George chuckled and you nodded, "My puppy has talked about you before ya know," You said, watching dreams face flush red while searching for any signs of discomfort with the conversation you were having with george. But dream just smiled, blushing like crazy as he looked down. "Oh, he has?" George leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees again. "He sure has, he loves to talk about his pretty british roommate." You said, grabbing dreams chin and making him look at george. "Is that right Dream?" George asked and Dream nodded, "Y-yes, it is," He admitted, a soft smile on his face. "How cute," George said, smiling as he looked up at you.

You hadn't seen George smile, not until now and it made your heart flutter. You didn't like that, your heart isn't supposed to flutter during scenes, you aren't supposed to feel like this during scenes. It's written in the agreement that the relationship between you and your sub is strictly business and never romantic. You looked down at dream, shaking all of those thoughts from your head. "Puppy, why don't you thank him," You said. "Thank you, George," Dream said. "Good boy, now, why don't we get you that orgasm you want so badly huh?" You said and Dream nodded quickly.

George went back to leaning back on the couch. You ran the flogger over his shoulders again, letting dream shiver from anticipation. "Now puppy, I'll give you two options," You said, running the flogger over his shoulders again and again. "I can hit your chest with this flogger 10 times or I can hit your cock with it once," You said, watching Dreams cock twitch at the options. You watched as Dream weighed out the options, he knew which one was worse but he also knew how badly he wanted to cum. "c-cock?" Dream said as more of a question making you shake your head.

"Answer all my questions loud and clear, remember?" You said, placing a hand in his hair to ply with his hair. "M-my cock master," Dream said louder. You saw George smile, hand rubbing his clothed cock again. "Okay baby, stand up," You instructed. Dream stood up, hands behind his back and the vibrator still in his hands. "You tell me when you're ready, okay?" You said and Dream nodded. His stomach flexed and his cock twitched as he prepared himself. He'd done this before and knew it wasn't as bad as he always thought it was going to be. "I'm ready master," He said and you smiled.

"Ask me to hit your cock," You smirked, dreams face blushing. "P-please hit my cock master," Dream said. With that, you brought the flogger up and brought it down, watching the strands hit his cock. Dream let out a cry which quickly turned to a moan when you took the vibrator from his hands and turned it on and placed it on his cock. Dream hunched over, his hand going to your shoulder to keep him stable as he moaned loud. "My good boy, are you gonna cum? Gonna cum for your master?" You said, holding the vibrator to his tip as precum leaked from the tip. Dream nodded, "G-gonna cum- may i? May i?" Dream said, huffing loudly as he squeezed your shoulder. "Cum, cum for your master," You said and with that, dream came. Spurts of white fell over the vibrator and onto the floor. Dream squeezed your shoulder, using it to hold himself up as he came. You let out a slight wince, dream was strong and it sorta hurt when he squeezed your shoulder like he was.

You helped him ride out his high before pulling the vibrator away. You walked him to the close by chair, letting him sit down. "Dream, puppy, you okay?" You asked, placing your hands on his cheeks. You saw George moving from the corner of your eye but ignored it. You ran your thumbs over his cheeks, bringing him back down to earth, "Breathe with me puppy, deep breaths," Dream opened his eyes, breathing with you as best as he could. George tapped your shoulder making you turn, he handed you a glass of water, "Thanks," You smiled. You held the glass to dreams lips, helping him take a sip before placing it on the nearby table. "Just keep breathing f with me puppy. You did so well, so good for us," You praised, watching dream smile lazily. He leaned into your touch, "Thank you," Dream mumbled and you smiled, "Of course Dreamie, anything for my best boy," You said which made dream blush, closing his eyes. "Hey, let's get you into bed yeah?" You said and Dream nodded.

George helped you get dream to his bed. You played with dreams hair as he fell asleep and George was doing god knows what. Once dream was asleep, you slid out of his room quietly, walking back to the living room. George sat on the couch playing on his phone, "Fuck- youre still awake?" You giggled. George looked up from his phone, giving you a smile, "Yeah, wanted to make sure you got out safe. It is dark out," George said as he stood up, "Plus, had to clean up the cum on the floor," He chuckled which made you giggle, "Yeah... sorry about that. I would've placed down a towel if i had know," You walked towards the toys on the coffee table. "It's all good, don't worry," George said, smiling at you again. You smiled back, placing the clean toys back in your bag, "Uh, do you mind if i wash this?" You held up the vibrator. "Oh yeah, uh what soap do you need?" George asked. "Oh i have you cleaner i just wanted to know if i could do it in the kitchen, or is that too weird?" You asked and George chuckled, "Nah you're all good, you don't even know how many times sapnap has had sex in that kitchen," George said and you giggled furrowing your brows, "What happened to him anyway? Is he okay?" You asked as you walked to the kitchen and george followed. "He's passed out, i'm guessing he got changed then fell asleep," George shrugged.

You turned on the water in the sink, washing off the toy as George watched. "Uh, you never came," You said, mentally slapping yourself for the dumb comment. "Oh, yeah.. I don't know I didn't wanna make you uncomfortable," George said as he leaned back against the counter. "I said it was okay," You said, turning towards him and smiling. "I know.. but each time you asked you took a second to respond.. I don't know, it just bothered me," George said. "Oh- i'm sorry, i just- im not used to people asking me questions," You said, turning back towards the sink. "What do you mean? I would think it's important to ask the dom questions as well," George said, eyes burning holes into you again, as if he was trying to read your minds "I mean.. most things are covered in the documents." You shrugged. He was right though, it was important to ask the dom questions but most people just didn't.

"Do you ever cum?" George asked, making you blush but he couldn't see since you were facing away. "I'm sorry, that was- i just- I would think it's important to give the dom pleasure as well," He said and you tensed up. "I'm sorry, was that too far?" George asked. You shook your head, turning off the water. "N-no, i just- i get pleasure from uh domming," You said, grabbing a paper towel to dry off the toy. "But you never cum?" George asked. He was right, it wasn't that you didn't want to cum, you would love to have a sub get you off, but during scenes you never thought about yourself, only about your sub.

"You can tell me to shut up and I will," George said and you once again shook your head and turned towards him. "When I do scenes, it's about the sub.. not about me," You shrugged. "That's not true, it's just as much about the sub as it is about the dom," George said, crossing his arms over his chest. You stared at his face, trying to read his face but you couldn't. "Well.. I- I mean you're right but- but-" You didn't know what to say, you were at a loss for words which was not normal for you. "I'm just- I'm not trying to cross any boundaries, I just think you should be able to cum," George shrugged.

You stared at him, looking him up and down. Your eyes stopped on his fingers, they were slender and long. Then your eyes trailed up to his lips, they were pink and plump. You quickly turned back around, grabbing the toy from off the counter. "You aren't used to feeling like a sub are you?" George asked, making you stop in your spot. Shit, it was all making sense now. The way his questions made you stutter, the way he made you feel at a loss for words, he made you feel like a sub. He made your head foggy and wetness pool between your thighs. That's why you couldn't read his face but the whole time he was reading yours. He was reading you like an open book.

"I need you to tell me if I'm crossing any boundaries," George said as he walked towards you. You could feel the warmth radiate off of him as he got close to you. His chest was almost against your back but he stopped himself, just close enough for you to feel his warmth but far away enough that he wasn't touching you. "I know you have an agreement with Dream.. but I'm not Dream... We have no agreements, no rules, no documents saying this can't happen.. But I need you to talk.." George said, his voice was so smooth and his accent was the hottest thing you had ever heard. "I-I don't know," You whispered, eyes glued forward. "Tell me what you don't know.. I want to know what you're thinking," George said, his hands ghosting over your sides but not touching you, not yet, not till you told him it was okay. "Dream- I don't want to upset him," You whispered. Sure, you had an agreement with dream, but no where in the documents did you say that the sex was exclusive. You knew he'd been with other people and it never bothered you but you didn't have other clients, not because you didn't want other clients but because you weren't well known in the dom community.

George stepped back, "Are you not allowed to be with other people?" George asked, "Because if so then we need to talk because I don't mean to rat dream out but he's been with other people," George said. You quickly shook your head turning to face him, "No- no it's nothing like that. We can be with other people! I just- no one's- i haven't been with other people," You explained, looking at george. "Do- do you want to be exclusive with dream?" He asked and you shook your head, "No, i just- i don't have any other clients and i don't really go out and meet people." You giggled, trying to make light of the situation. "Oh, okay. You had me worried for a sec," George chuckled, lifting a weight off your shoulders.

"You just- you're right, i've never subbed for anyone- i mean i have it's just been a while," You admitted. "Do you want to sub?" George asked. You gulped, you did, you did wanna sub in all honesty. You nodded, looking back up at george. "I need words, use your words for me," George said and you swore you were going to fall from how weak your knees felt. "Y-yes, I want to sub," You said, voice shaky. "Do you want to sub for me? You can say no," George asked, watching your face closely, the same way you had watched dreams face not even an hour ago. "I-I want you to touch me," You whispered out, voice weak. "I-I need someone to touch me," Your voice came out way needier than you intended and you wanted to curse at yourself for crumbling so quickly.

George placed his hands on your hips, watching your shoulders relax, "You need me to touch you?" George asked, leaning down, placing soft kisses on your exposed neck. You leaned over, sighing as you felt George's lips on your neck. "I-I need it," You whimpered, tears welling in your eyes. You didn't know why you felt like this, nor could you explain why tears were building up. All you knew is that you needed to be touched, needed to cum, you needed someone, you needed George. "I know you do, I know," George whispered, pulling back slightly. He picked you up and placed you on the counter, moving the toy that you had washed back into the sink.

"Please," You stared down at George, whimpering and whining. As much as George wanted to tease you, he knew now was not the time. He could see how needy you were and he wasn't going to mess with you now. George undid your jeans, grabbing them. You picked up your hips and George pulled them down to your ankles along with your panties. "God, you are so fucking wet," George said, his voice alone making you moan. George dropped to his knees, grabbing your legs and placing them over his shoulders. He wasted no time, licking a stripe between your folds making you shutter.

Your hands went to his hair, tangling in the soft strands. George looked up at you through his lashes, smiling as he saw your head was already thrown back. He put his arms around your waist and pulled you as close as he could before his tongue began to flick at your clit. You let out a loud moan, back arching as you tugged at his hair. "Oh god," You whined out, making George chuckle, "That's right baby, moan for your god," George said, accent thick and voice low. You moaned at his words as he attached his lips to your clit, sucking at the sensitive bundle of nerves. "o-oh my god," You moan out, pulling his hair as he continued to suck your clit. "F-fuck you're my god," You moaned loudly, the tears that had been forming in your eyes no falling down your cheeks. George moaned around your clit and that's all it took for you to cum. You came hard too, moaning loudly with your legs squeezing around George's head. George held your hips as he continued to flick and suck on your clit through your high.

You breathed heavily, starting to slightly push George's head away. George pulled back, moving your legs off his shoulders as he stood up between your legs. "Thank you, thank you, thank you," You sniffled, wrapping your arms around George's shoulders, pulling him into a hug. George hugged you back tightly, "You deserved it, you deserved an orgasm. You've been doing so well," George praised. You didn't expect the praise to make you cry more but it did. You fully expected George to laugh or pull away and make fun of you for crying but he didn't. George held you close, rubbing your back, continuing to praise you, "You've been working so hard, doing so well," He said and you sniffled hard. "You deserved that orgasm, you deserve every orgasm you get," George said. This reminded you of the first time you dommed dream, the way he cried after thanking you for everything as you continued to praise him.

It took you a second to calm down, pulling back and giggling slightly, "I'm so sorry about your shirt," You said, making George look down at the wet spot on his shirt from your tears and snot. "It's okay, don't apologize," George said, smiling at you. "You haven't cum," You said, frowning. "Actually..." You glanced down seeing the dark spot on his sweats, "I've never cum untouched but it seems like you do something to me," George said. "I really wanna kiss you right now," You said, looking back up at george. "I'm glad we're on the same page," George said before grabbing your cheeks and kissing you. The kiss was different then the kisses you were used to, it was passionate and gentle. It made butterflies erupt in your stomach.

George pulled back resting his forehead against yours, "Please stay the night," He said. "I would love to," You whispered back before kissing him again. What started off as a dumb bet led to the best night of those three boys life's and the best night of your life as well.

[sprouty-anon]

YES GOOD SOUP VERH GOOD

i'm home | c!dream

listen... c!dream could manipulate me all day. also! this was test read by the lovely @dreamslittlebitch !! go give them a follow!

Pairing: c!dream x fem!reader

Word Count: 1,590

Warnings: manipulation, fear, sex, fingering, dirty talk, choking, slight cumplay, dream has a huge ego omfg

You walked home, cape covering your body as you trudged through the snow. Your sword was tucked away and you crossed your arms over your chest in hopes of gaining more warmth. You weren't too far from your house. You were out gathering a few resources before nightfall. Something felt off as night settled in. The moon was now shining in the sky, illuminating the path to your house. It was small, a home built for two but that two quickly turned to one after only a month. The home was supposed to be for you and Dream, a place for you two to hide away from all the chaos of the Dreamsmp. The month you spent in the home together was the best, filled with giggles and cuddles and warmth. But once Dream was taken away, taken to prison, the house grew cold and quiet. It was now the worst place in the world.

Your home came into view and you let out a sigh of relief. You picked up your pace slightly, the thought of your semi-warm bed seemed so inviting right now. You reached your door, swinging it open and letting the slightly warmer air hit you in the face. You shut the door, pulling off your cape and hanging it on the hook by the door. "There's my pretty girl," A voice said, making you turn quickly, hand on the handle of your sword. Dream lit a match, lighting the torch next to him. "Surprise," He said smugly, armor tossed on the chair next to him leaving him in his black pants and hoodie.

So many emotions ran through you, sadness as you remembered when Sapnap told you everything he did to tommy. Anger from the many times he had left with no explanation. And love, deep love for him that never went away. You didn't even think about your next moves as you pulled the sword from its sheath. You moved swiftly placing the blade against his throat as you looked down at him. "What the fuck are you doing here?" You spat, hands shaking. "Oh, baby girl.. I told you I'd be back," Dream slowly placed his hand over the one that gripped the handle of the sword. You didn't falter, pressing the blade further against his throat, "You aren't supposed to be back," You said, jaw clenching. "Why's that? Do you not want me back princess?" Dream tilted his head to the side, smirk playing on his lips.

"I never said that," You gritted your teeth. "Well, you aren't saying much. I'm back, I'm home," He said, his hand now pushing the sword away from him, taking it from your grip. You moved back as you watched him stand. He held your sword, walking past you and placing it in the chest nearby. "You don't seem very happy that I'm here? Did i do something wrong?" Dream asked as he placed his hands on your shoulders. His hands ran down your arms, feeling you sigh into his touch. "Cat got your tongue?" Dream asked and you could practically hear the smirk in his tone. "I-i guess i'm just surprised?" You said, turning and facing him. "Princess, you're shaking," Dream brought his hand up, moving hair from your face, "Are you scared?" He asked, bringing his hand from your hair to your shoulder. "S-surprised," You said, looking up at Dream. He looked worn out, like he had been running for hours. "I think you're scared, why are you scared of me princess?" Dream asked, placing his hand on your cheek, waiting for you to lean into his touch. But he was right, you were a little scared.

"What have i done to make you scared?" Dream walked around you, till he stood behind you. His hand resting on your neck now. "N-nothing, i'm not scared," Your voice faltered, sure as hell not sounding convincing. "You know, i know when your scared. I know your body better than you do," His voice was smooth, making your knees weak. You forgot how easily he could make you crumble, make you fall to your knees before him. "I know when your scared, i know when you're thinking," Dream leaned down, placing his lips against the shell of your ear, "I know when you're wet," He said.

You leaned back into his chest, giving into him. "You've missed me, haven't you?" Dream asked, the hand on your throat now squeezing slightly, making you gasp but not stopping your breathing completely. "Missed all the things i can do to you," Dream added on. You nodded, it was true, you missed him, his hands, his body. You missed him. "Missed the way I made you feel," Dream finally squeezed hard enough, making you let out a gasp but unable to breathe back in. You felt intoxicated, mind spinning with lust and thoughts of Dream. "You gonna let me fuck you baby?" Dream asked and you nodded quickly, no thoughts whatsoever. Dream let go of your throat, "Then get undressed," Dream moved back.

The two of you moved quickly, tearing your clothes off and throwing them somewhere on the floor. The moment your lips collided, it felt like a fire was ignited in your chest and dream felt it too. He pulled you close by your hips, fingers digging into your skin, making you moan. Dream watched your head fall back as he attached his lips to your neck, sucking and nibbling at your soft skin. You made no effort to hold back your moans, all cares in the world were gone for now. Dreams hands made their way to your ass, squeezing it roughly and giving you a soft spank. His hands trailed down to the back of your thighs, picking you up quickly.

He kissed you again as your legs wrapped around his waist. He walked till the two of you hit the crafting table that was nearby. Dream pulled back, chuckling softly as he rested his forehead against yours. "What?" You breathed out, hands gripping his forearms. One of his hands went between your legs, he used his middle finger to gather your juices (ew). "So fucking wet, as always," Dream said, making you roll your eyes. Dream chuckled again, "What? Are you mad at your body for loving me so much?" Dream asked and you rolled your eyes again, "You really just love inflating your own ego don't you?" You asked, dream pushed his finger into you making you grip his forearms. "Oh princess, I don't need to inflate my own ego when your pretty cunt is doing it for me," Dream placed his lips on your shoulder, kissing gently. "God, just fuck me already," You said, nails dragging down his forearms making them flex.

"Fine," Dream said, pulling his hand away. Dream spit on his hand, grabbing his cock and spreading the spit around as makeshift lube. You watched him, mouth unintentionally watering. Dream pushed your legs open further and pulled you towards the edge of the crafting table. He slowly pushed himself into you, grabbing your chin and making you look up at him. He loved watching your face, watching it scrunch up with pleasure as he pushed into you. "That's it princess, you take my cock so fucking well," Dream said, "Bet my cock fills you up so nicely," He said, stroking his ego even more. You moaned, arms moving up to around his neck and pulling him down to kiss you. He bottomed out, giving you a second to adjust before pulling out and slamming back in, making you throw your head back. You moaned loudly, nails scratching his back as he set a brutal pace. Dream placed his hands on your hips, holding you in place as he fucked you.

"Tell me you love my cock, princess. Tell me how much you love it," Dream said, holding back his own moans. As much as you wanted to not inflate his ego more, you knew he was right, you loved his cock. "Fuck- fuck i love it dream! I love your~ i love your cock," You moaned out, back arching as dream smiled, "That's my fucking girl," He praised, slamming into you and watching your face as your eyes rolled back. "Fucking taking my big cock so well," Dream said, sweat beading on his brow. He moaned when you clenched around him, nails scratching down his back once again. "Fuck- i'm gonna cum," You whined out, head falling forward, watching as dreams dick moved in and out of you. "Do it, cum on my cock," Dream said, "Cum on my fucking cock," Dream demanded and you listened. You came hard around him, clenching wildly and letting your nails dig into the skin on his back. Dream came as well, moving still as he fucked the cum into you.

"That's it princess, what a good girl," Dream praised, slowing down and pulling out. The two of you watched as his sperm leaked from you. "Dream," You started, looking up at him. "Yeah?" He asked. "If i get fucking pregnant, im beating your ass," You said, giggling slightly, "I'm sorry," Dream said and you shook your head, "I'm on birth control, but next time we're using a condom," You said. "Oh, so there's a next time?" Dream wiggled his eyebrows at you making you playfully slap his chest. "Yes, dumbass. You're home now," You said, making dream smile. "I'm home," He said, and you hugged him tightly. Finally, he was home.

[sprouty-anon]

HOLYSHITHOKY SGIT HOLY BSHH

Your Sin To Bear.

─ TW: priest!dream, sacrilegious, use of dream’s real name (clay), blasphemy, corruption kink, mention of stalking, predator/prey kink if you squint, praise, fingering, oral (f receiving)

this is my entry for the red flags look green event!! the long awaited priest!dream fic!! i hope it doesn’t disappoint <33

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[sprouty-anon]

STOP THIS IS SOME GOOD FOOD

full disclosure i think this is the messiest (and/or worst) thing i've written since the creation of this blog but anyway

cw: inexperienced!dream, background poly dteam + reader, cucking (?), praise kink proabably

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dteam house whore except it's only with george and sapnap because dream never made a move so you just assumed he wasn't interested. that is, until sapnap accidentally reveals to you one night that that may not be completely true. so the three of you devised a plan.

you'd always been low key about the relationship, for obvious reasons, but now you'd let dream see sapnap making out with you in the kitchen-

"fuck, sap-" you moan, tilting your head up to give sapnap more room as he mouths wetly at your neck. "oh-"

he shushes you, breath light against your skin, and whispers, "hold on, i hear him coming-"

and getting a reaction out of dream was your original intention, but a particularly timed bite had your lashes fluttering closed, barely able to hold back an indecent moan right in front of dream- which would've been way too far. you and sapnap don't see the way dream's gaze darts to you for barely a second before averting his eyes, with his face bright red, the colour extending underneath the collar of his shirt.

you and george cuddling in his room sometimes-

you had left the door wide open on purpose. in george's defense, it wasn't his fault that you got bored waiting for dream to pass by and decided to have a little fun meanwhile, or that when he did, those green eyes couldn't help but be immediately drawn to your hand, placed incriminatingly over the brunet's crotch.

it wasn't dream's fault that he stared a little too long, and even caught you smiling at him.

dream sputters, face going red again (seems to be a theme), "we have doors for a reason!"

it isn't dream's fault that he speedwalked as quietly as possible back to his room and shut the door with a gasp.

"fuck," he swore to himself, looking down at his own crotch.

it definitely wasn't his fault that the image of your hand, undoubtedly squeezing, wouldn't leave his mind.

but your plans grow bolder and bolder as you encourage to two to get more handsy in places where dream can see.

at the same time, dream's desire to join in on whatever you three have going on is just too obvious. he stumbles out of his room late at night/early in the morning to grab a glass of water only to find you on your knees, in front of george sitting on the sofa. blushes intensely, and retreats back into his room without ever getting that drink. he'd be lying if he said he didn't use up a couple tissues that night thinking about it. he's had enough, when he walks in on sapnap fucking you the next morning, in the same place you were sucking george's dick last night.

it's all he can think about, actually, that night as he clutches the controller in his hand, barely paying attention to your passing him after shooting a blue shell at him. you cross the finish line, and- "i won!" you throw your arms up in victory. "can i kiss you?" is dream's sudden response. finally, is all you think before you set the controller aside, and lean over to kiss him.

sorry about all the fucking exposition but just. dream getting all fucking worked up over kissing you; he's breathing heavy and he just looks whipped- and he ends up fucking you there too, the thought of you and sapnap here just earlier bringing a deep blush to his cheeks. and now how the tables have turned, because it's george walking in on you two now, and he doesn't bat an eye. nor do you, but dream seems embarrassed. he starts to push in, groaning as he moves.. he's fucking you but he seems distracted.. is he looking at george? fuck, he totally is- his eyes darting back and forth between your face and george's faint shadow, in the dark with the lights mostly off.

"fuck, i don't-" dream starts, voice whiny and high in a tone you've never heard from him before. "i don't, am i- am i doing this right?"

"you jealous, dreamie?" you tease. dream is good but he's nowhere as skilled as george, who has since left the room, by the way, or as familiar with you body as sapnap.

"no, i- i jus' wanna fuck you- ngh- the best, you know, out of the three of us-" he breaks off with a moan, "fuck, you're so- is this- is this good? for you?"

you hum, pretending to think about it as dream slows down his thrusts, not wanting to overwhelm himself too soon. "you're a far cry from george, at least, that's for sure," you tap the tip of his nose. "with him, i probably would've squirted all over his face already."

dream chokes, hips stuttering as he takes in your lewd words, "teach me. please-" his voice cracks a little, "i wanna be- i wanna be good for you."

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"...rhythm, dream, i thought you were a musician..."

"...observe body language, obviously, that way you can tell if i like something that you're doing or..."

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"fuck, i can't- i can't-" dream wails, hips snapping weakly between your thighs. "i just came, i can't help it-"

"dream, i'm so- mmh! so fucking close, if you stop now- ngh- i will literally-" you can feel the high building, building- "dream- dream-! oh-" and you close your eyes, panting, relishing the comedown.

but when you open them, dream looks awed. you look down and roll your eyes.

"you- is that-" he looks down at his abdomen and the milky clear subtance on it.

"don't get a big head about it-" you shake your head as he opens his mouth to protest. "or i'll tell them you were watching george while we were had having sex."

[sprouty-anon]

i just think that karl and dream seem like the kinda guys to constantly hold your boobs, like while you’re making breakfast or watching a movie theyre just cupping your boobs. dream would definitely have his home screen as a mirror selfie of his face buried in your neck as he stands behind you, you’re topless and the only thing covering your tits are his hands. karl would have a polaroid of a similar photo in his wallet, because he loves the thrill of knowing anyone could see it

sapnap seems like the kinda guy who always grabs your waist or thighs and squeezes them occasionally as he rubs this thumb against your skin, whenever you’re watching a movie, cuddling or even driving. he loves when you wear skirts of shorts because you’re so exposed to him even if you don’t realise it. he definitely loves seeing you in thigh highs or fishnets, and expect lots of lazy morning thigh fucking

george seems like the kinda guy to pinch your butt whenever he can to catch you off guard bc he loves how your shock turns into a blush across your cheeks, he definitely walks with his hand in your jeans back pocket not only so that he can act as discreet protective boyfriend but also just squeeze slightly every so often and hear your breath hitch

-nonna

I have nothing else to add to this, is amazing all of it omg😭

Dream is definitely a boobs guy and whoever thinks otherwise come and fight me >:(

[sprouty-anon]

FULL FIC PLS ILL STAR A PETITION 👉👈

@saphub

Ayo what do you think of firefighter!sapnap

The man obviously has a thing for adrenaline rushes and being praised for doing crazy shit. And he’d be hella hot…literally

[sprouty-anon]

soft thinking about hugs from them they are such big men

@ the event LOL

OKAY BUT HAVE YOU SEEN HOW BROAD DREAM AND SAP ARE BECAUSE-

[sprouty-anon]

IM FROTHING FERAL HOLY SHIT

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✦ pairing: sub!dream x gn!reader

✦ song: erode by tender

✦ word count: 682

✦ content: NSFW & 18+ below the cut

✦ request: dogboy rutting against ur leg while u do work waiting for u to finish bc he's a sweet obedient puppy boy !!!!!!

✦ warnings: MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI, sub!dream, begging, edging, thigh riding, slight degradation/condescension, mild choking/breathplay. [ petnames/titles used: puppy, pup, good boy, desperate boy, mutt, sweetheart ] — sorry if i forgot anything

✦ a/n — only light editing,, SORRY ITS SO SHORT. once again, i'm mostly a sub!reader writer, so i hope this is ok !!

You felt a smile slowly creep onto your lips. Dream’s hands desperately gripped at the arms of your desk chair, knuckles white as his hips roll against your thigh. He whines out at the friction, and you pause your reading to glance up at his face.

With cheeks flushed, and strawberry lips parted, he looked like a work of art, and even without him grinding against you, his expression alone would have been pornographic.

“How are we feeling, puppy?” you asked, voice sugary sweet, in an attempt to mask the satisfaction in seeing your boy all worked up just from your thigh. Letting out another soft whimper, he hid his face in your neck and attempted to still his stuttering hips.

“The friction hurts,” he gasped, voice muffled against where his lips met your skin. You hummed, hands coming up to brush his sides and Dream let his body slump at the contact, leaning more of his weight onto you.

Letting your fingers slip under the fabric of his shirt, you slid your palms up to his chest, letting your digits brush against his nipples. A soft moan slipped from his mouth, and he arched into you, head moving away from its hiding spot.

Pride swelled in your chest at how easily he was falling apart with the barest of touches, and part of you wanted to just keep him like this. Flushed, rutting against your leg and needy for your touch. Yet, the tears brimming in his eyes made you feel a tang of pity for Dream.

He had been holding off on doing anything more for quite a bit, not wanting to fully distract you from your work. So, willing to compromise, your fingers went to the button of his jeans.

“Let’s get these off of you, okay pup?” your voice soft as you pulled at the denim. Dream’s breathing picked up as he rushed to help you get them off, kicking off his pants to stand before you in his gray boxers. Pulling him closer again, you positioned him so that your leg was slotted between his once more. “Good boy. Now that that’s fixed, you wanna continue?”

He rapidly nodded, hands finding purchase on the armrests again to have something to hold onto. Leaning back, you watched with lidded eyes as Dream began to grind himself against you once more. Small gasps made their way from his lips again, and god did he look so pretty. It honestly made you want to ruin him.

“Such a desperate boy, aren’t you?” You cooed, reaching a hand up to cup his jaw. “You’re so perfect like this, y’know? My pretty little mutt.”

His hips stuttered at your words and he pressed his face further into your palm, heavy green gaze on you. Letting your hand slide down, you found yourself with a soft grip around his throat and a needy expression on Dream’s face.

“Think I’m close,” he whined out, voice cracking as the words fell into the air. “Wanna cum. Can I cum please?” His pleading spread through you, heat filling every inch of your body, and your hold on his neck tightened. Gripping his hip with your free hand tightly, you helped drag him against your thigh roughly, the need to see him come undone finally peaking.

“That’s it, puppy. You can cum for me, go ahead,” your words were airy, the effect of seeing him so far gone like this striking a chord with you and you just wanted to see him fall apart any second now.

With a long, drawn-out moan, his hips started to still against your leg. Letting your grips on him fall, you guided his head to your lap, fingers carding through his hair as he came down.

“You did so well for me, sweetheart. I’ll let you relax like this for a bit, and then we can get you cleaned up soon,” you said softly. He nodded into your leg, hands coming up to hang onto your clothing.

“Thank you,” he responded, voice small. “I love you.”

“I love you too, puppy.”

[sprouty-anon]

STARDOM RESPECTFULLY LEMME GIVE U A SMOOCH I LOVE Y OU /p

(adding onto the nail painting anon)

alternatively, think about saying “whatever color you wanna see wrapped around your cock, daddy” to dream and instead of him getting cocky about it, he’d get flustered and stumble over his words.

“um, uh... i... fuck, um-”

“come on, daddy. tell me what color you want my nails so you can look at it while i jerk you off.”

“fuck... fuck, um, bl- black.”

“black? good choice, daddy.”

and he’s all red in the face and squirmy, wanting to fuck and control you but not knowing how. needing you to teach him and give him permission. anyway i LIVE for needy dream

- stardom :)

We know a lot about confident cocky daddy!dream BUT NERVOUS BLUSHY!DREAM?!?!! Hellooooooooo?!!!

Like he doesn’t exactly know how to control you so he’s constantly asking you if you like what he’s doing, and gets all blushy and flustered every time you do or say something slightly suggestive.

And he becomes a stuttering mess every time you call him daddy bc he likes it, but no one’s ever called him that so it’s new to him and doesn’t know how to react to that :))

STARDOM I LOVE YOU

[sprouty-anon]

Mouse I bring you:

t h o t s

since Idk when I’m gonna finish your request 😀

NSFW!

. . .

Imagine Sapnap slowly moving his hands up and down your arms, cooing you as he bounced you on his lap (and his cock), praising you and telling you how good you are.

”Fuck, just like that doll, you’re doing such a good job” he‘d hold your belly and thighs, completely enamored by the way the soft flesh would jiggle with every thrust. He’d want admire your body every single day of his life. Just, caressing it, squeezing it, worshipping it so much.

Whines would spill from your lips as he’d keep hitting your sweet spot, stretching you so nicely, filling you up to the brim “S- Sap-“ you‘d gasp, trying to grab his shoulders for support.

”Shh- It’s okay Darlin’, I know” he’d stop bouncing you for a second, repositioning you so it would be more comfortable for both of you. Strong arms would wrap around your waist and would pull you closer to your boyfriend‘s chest, pressing your bodies together.

Sapnap would moan as the warmth of your gorgeous body would collide against his “Oh shit-“ he’d mutter as he’d keep bouncing you on his cock, on a way that he’d be the one moving your hips at the pace he wanted, letting you rest your upper body against his. You would lay your head on his shoulder, panting and whining right next to his ear, and that would absolutely drive him crazy.

”Ngh- Doll I’m close!” he’d groan and immediately go rub at your clit, earning whines and cries in return, all of them thanking him and telling him how good it‘d feel.

With a few more thrusts of his hips, he’d command you to cum and both of you would feel the climax that’d end up making you see stars. It felt so good, oh fuck, he’d be making you feel so good with his cum, you felt so, so full, and a part of you would even believe you’d end up getting split in half.

It would take you some moments for you guys to come down from your earth-shattering climax, but when you’d finally be back, he would give you the sweetest kiss ever, taking his time showing you his love, loving how you would cockwarm him.

”Such a pretty thing, aren’t you?” he’d whisper at you, gazing lovingly into your eyes “Of course you are, you’re Daddy’s pretty doll, such a pretty doll” he’d coo at your blushing and sudden shyness.

You’d open your mouth to say something too, but it’d be interrupted by something- or someone.

”Dinner’s ready!” a voice outside of the door would say, and then it’d open to reveal some blond hair and emerald green eyes ”Oh-“ Dream’s eyes would widen when he would realize what had just happened “Well, thank God you’re already done, now go get dressed up and come downstairs for Dinner, we made our doll’s favourite food“ He would wink at you, knowing that you’d blush at the thought of your other two boyfriends making dinner together, and gathering all the ingredients necessary for the preparation.

You’d sigh, and give Dream a big, toothy smile “Okay Daddy”

. . .

MOUSE I RUSHED THIS OKAY PLEASE IGNORE THE FACT THAT I MAY HAVE CHANGED FROM “WOULD” TO “DID” IDK I’M SO LOST BUT HERE I LOVE YOU I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS BUT IF YOU DIDN’T THAT’S OKAY DW ILY

- Ash

ashybae this is great i love it you can just post this as my request i dont want you to overwork yourself

[sprouty-anon]

corrupting god.

dreamXD x afab!reader

word count: 819

cw; corruption kink, scratching (XD receiving), brief breeding mention, overstimulation (reader receiving), subspace implied (xd), size kink, tummy bulge, monster dicks xo

teaching XD was a difficult job, with all things considered, having a god that knew nothing about the mortal species even though he created it. george didn't have time to teach the god about anything, apparently, his kingdom being much more important.

but that didn't mean you couldn't have fun with teaching him, his lack of knowledge with emotions was easy to get through with him, he was eager to please his ‘forever friends’, he followed your lead like a puppy, happy to be included in stuff big and small. it was more so—his physical ways of acting.

he didn't understand humans, their feelings, how their emotions worked, or even how it's possible to feel things so big for such a small body. but one thing he never seemed to pick up on was anatomy, he created humans to look cool, and be strong incase of war, he never took in consideration how humans react to touch, or how they reproduce, he just left that to kristen.

your fun came in teaching him physical feelings, how humans react physically to things, how they feel. he was quick to pick up common emotions like happiness, sadness, and even anger. his cruel ‘jokes’ never made you happy, so he tried steering clear of it, things that made you happy also made him happy. friends make their friends happy! that's what you told him.

and that's how you ended up here, the usually over 60’ foot god in a form as human as he could go, just scraping over 8’ ft in this form. his tall form underneath you as you rode him, the ridges rubbing against your inner walls in the best way, and you made sure he knew it. your voice a octave higher and your nails leaving red marks in their wake against his chest, painting his chiseled chest in pretty red lines for george to ask about later.

his hands resting on your hips, squeezing at the plush skin leaving big hand prints already, sure to bruise come morning. his brain going a mile a minute as you kept the steady pace, your pace slow as you dropped down on him, using him for your pleasure as he groaned and withered beneath you

his cock leaving a noticable bulge in your tummy for him to admire, his hand leaving your hips to caress it, pushing on it softly, knowing it always got a reaction out of you, his green eyes looked at you in adoration when you whined, a ridge brushing against a sweet spot when he pushed, your body shaking lightly as you collapsed against him

your head laying against his chest as you came, rubbing gentle circles into your hips, he grinded into you, allowing you to come down from your high, you smiled into his collarbone, pressing a soft kiss into it before a mumbling a soft, “switch places..”

he followed immediately, softly flipping you guys until you were pressed against the soft blankets of his bed, he grabbed a pillow quickly to slide under your head. now waiting for your next order to come, his brain fried with the need to please you, a fuzzy feeling welcomed him as you wrapped your legs around him

“just use me until you cum, m’kay my love?” he nodded, he never really understood what cumming meant, but he knew you liked it, and he liked anything you liked.

he pushed in again, earning a hiss from you, he glanced up for a okay, but you just held his forearms and tightened the grip your legs had on him, and that's all he needed. he started thrusting, enjoying the little gasps and moans you let out as your cunt swallowed him up.

little whispers couldn't go unnoticed by him, your whiney voice begging from him to breed you—like always. you taught him what breeding meant to humans and animals alike, breeding made you happy. his grin grew wider at the idea of pleasing you even more, he buried his face into your shoulder, nibbling on the skin as he slowed down his pace

his hips came to halt as he came, filling your to the brim as his raspy voice asked—practically begging for you to tell him how well he bred you, your thighs shaking as you came down from your second high, this time having creamed around him.

you just covered his mouth, silencing his needy begs as you enjoyed the prickling pain of overstimulation and the feeling of being so full of him. he went silent, watching you intently. you spoke softly, “you bred me so, so good love,” you took your hand away so you could press a soft kiss to his lips, you tapped his hips lightly, signalling for him to pull out.

he pulled out with a hiss, and a dopey smile as you pressed another kiss into his face.