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Enderman x Water crazy gay sex (gone wrong) ((GONE SEXUAL)) by angeldevotion
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF
23 Jul 2024
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“You really wanna roleplay as Minecraft mobs? You’re such a fucking nerd.”
“You love me,” George says, smugly. “Okay, you don’t want to be a zombie. How about… you can be an Enderman,” (“Oh my god you’re a dumb bitch,” Sapnap mutters) “And I’ll be water.”
“Water?” Sapnap laughs. “How the fuck are you gonna roleplay as water?”
“A good actor can become anything.”
“Okay, you’re not a good actor though.”
“Alright, fine, you can be water then, if you’re so brilliant,” George huffs.
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George feels like a girl from the 80s, twirling a twisty phone call around his finger as he lays stomach down on a soft bed in a room drowning in pink fluff. He’s all cartoon heart eyes and stars-and-planets dizziness. Sapnap makes him so stupid. All sentimental and squishy and soft and sappy.
“Sappy,” George drawls, hoping his exaggerated accent drowns out the fluttery beating of his heart, and the excitement currently buzzing behind his teeth.
“Gogy,” Sapnap replies, not trying as hard with either the accent or hiding his feelings. “My dear. My darling. My kitten.”
“You’re my kitten,” George corrects. “My pretty little kitten.”
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“I love you,” Karl says. It’s the truest thing he’s ever known; the easiest comfort he can give. He imagines his scent as a soft, breathable blanket, settling over George as another piece of his nest. He hopes George feels it surrounding him, cozy and safe.
“If you love me, why did you break me?” George asks. It’s cruel, cutting, calculated. Karl can hear the truth in it, though. George isn’t just lying to hurt him.
“What do you mean by that?” Karl replies. He’s confused and conflicted and George is too, he can smell it, their upset entangling the room with heavy, sticky cobwebs. Karl is trying to fight his way free. He knows he needs to be rational, logical, despite the way his brain and body are going haywire at the scent of omega (his omega, his omega, his Omega) that is singing through the room, assaulting his skull and sternum like a cleaving weapon.
“I’m broken. I’m bitched. You — you bitched me,” George spits.
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“Can I help?” Dream asks, entirely by accident. His heat jumps into his throat as he realises what he said, eyes wide and stomach tightening, because what the fuck, who the fuck says shit like that—
“Yes! Yes please, holy shit,” Sapnap says, bouncing forward on the bed. His tail is wagging and his whole body move with the motion, hips wiggling as he beams up at Dream. “Please please please please —”
“Okay, okay I’ll help you,” Dream interrupts, laughing. His nerves are fading already, soothed by Sapnap’s easy enthusiasm. He steps forward, closing the door behind him as he heads towards the bed.
Sapnap is kneeling, hands pawing at the blankets, and the wet patch staining the front of his straining boxers is obvious. Dream wants to taste it but he feels like that would be too far for right now, for him personally as well as for their relationship, and whatever it’s evolving into.
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“I need you here,” George repeats, tasting the truth of the words on his tongue, sticky and sweet as honey.
“Okay,” Sapnap breaths out, relaxing back into the mattress, letting George tug him closer.
“What’s happening right now?” Dream asks, sounding less startled and more curious. Maybe even hopeful.
“Are you still hard?” George asks. He keeps his eyes on Sapnap as he says it, enjoying the way his gaze shifts shyly away at the question.
“Yeah,” Dream whispers, voice ragged.
“You want me to help?” George presses. It’s not difficult to make his tired voice dip even deeper, low and gentle but still seeming slightly dangerous.
“Yes, please,” Dream answers, soft and sweet.