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Quiet music flooded George’s ears as he dozed off in the passenger’s seat of Dream’s car. The plane ride certainly did take a lot out of him, and Dream and Sapnap definitely understood that. They played quiet tunes, barely speaking to him the entire car ride back to Dream’s house. Every once in a while, someone would run a hand through George’s hair as he floated in and out of consciousness, mumbling things like, “I can’t believe he’s real” and “he’s even prettier in person.” George wanted to roll his eyes, but he was too focused on getting a nap in before he had to move all of his belongings into Dream’s house.
The car coming to an abrupt stop woke him up violently. He shot forward, looking over to Dream with a look of anger. A silent apology came over the blond's face as Sapnap left the car, immediately going to the trunk to get George’s bags.
“My boxes will be here by Monday the movers said,” George stepped out of the vehicle and walked over to Sapnap to help him with his bags.
Sapnap threw a bag against George’s chest, a huff of breath being knocked from the brit’s lungs.
“Idiot,” George coughed.
Sapnap said nothing in return, only looking at Dream with a look George could only assume was annoyance.
“What’s wrong?” George asked, covering his eyes from the blinding sun above them.
Dream seethed at the question, top teeth sinking into his bottom lip in thought.
“Idiot here didn’t finish your room!” Sapnap laughed, the first genuine laugh George has heard since he landed, “I told him to do it last week; he kept getting distracted.”
“Well, I - I was very busy.” Dream defended himself as the three of them dragged bags into the house in a hurry.
“Busy,” Sapnap scoffed.
George’s eyes widened at the realization. He had no bedroom? Nowhere to stay in his brand new home. He turned to Dream, then to Sapnap, both avoiding eye contact with him at all costs.
“Are you serious? Why wouldn’t you say anything to me before? I would have pushed my flight back and -”
“And risk another pandemic hitting and separating us even more?” Dream shook his head, “No, this had to happen now, room or not.”
“Yeah! And besides, you’ll share with me, and we’ll cuddle.”
Sapnap dropped the bags he held to the concrete below, reaching his arms out to tackle George, but the older man ran away from him, heading straight for the locked front door.
“Can’t run too far, Georgie!” Sapnap teased.
Dream groaned, “Get yourselves together. I want to get this moving-in part over with.”
The pair listened to the blond’s complaint, gathering their discarded bags and following him into the house.
“George, I’m sorry about your room,” Dream said, “But you can stay with Sapnap or me or the couch.”
George didn’t have to think for long, “I’m fine with the couch.”
He almost missed the way Sapnap’s brows pinched together in frustration.
“So what exactly isn’t ready in my room?” George raised a quizzical eyebrow waiting for the blond to muster up something, “Don’t tell me everything.”
“No! The whole room is done,” Dream explained nervously, “Just no bed.”
Sapnap nodded along with his words, “Yeah, you can move everything in, just … gotta sleep on the couch.”
“How convenient,” George mumbled sarcastically, following Dream and Sapnap up the stairs towards his unfinished bedroom.
Unpacking was a nightmare, and Sapnap and Dream were no help at all. Between tossing George’s boxers around the room playing “keep away” to dumping all of his belongings across the floor, George was fed up. But not fed up enough to say something. He was way too tired for that. He just wanted to sleep. His eyes fluttered closed a couple of times, head falling forward and snapping back up quickly, catching himself dozing.
“George, if you want to sleep, you can stay in one of our beds,” Sapnap offered.
George nodded quietly, rubbing his eyes and standing from the carpeted floor. He left the room, leaving Sapnap and Dream to do all the work he was meant to do today, and snuck off in the first bedroom he saw.
He was immediately convinced it was Sapnap’s. A shirt or two tossed to the corner of the room, bed made half-assed, and a brown teddy bear George has sworn he’s seen before on late night Discord calls.
He smiled at the bear, almost waiting for a smile back as he took it into his arms and fell into the mattress face first. Eyes gradually closed as soon as his head hit the pillow, and he easily slipped into a state of unconsciousness.
-
He hadn’t realized how long he’d been asleep when he woke. The room was a lot darker than it was when he first fell asleep. He turned against the mattress, dark blue sheets shuffling underneath him as he did so. A hard surface stopped his movements suddenly; another person.
Sapnap was sound asleep next to him, mouth slightly ajar, snoring quiet breaths into the air. George blinked past the darkness of the room, the little bit of moonlight shining directly through the giant window across the room. He couldn’t make out every detail of the younger man's face, but he could definitely make out the prominent features.
Like his jaw, sharp and stubbly, shaking slightly with each grumbling inhale. And his nose; crinkling upwards every time his breath was stuck in his throat. And his lips - oh man - his lips.
Twitched up in the corners, soft pink slightly chapped but still so beautiful to look at. Lips spread open wide enough for George to slip his index and middle fingers between them if he wanted. Feel the wet tongue against the pads of his fingers, rubbing the salvia between them and -
This is the exact reason George didn’t want to sleep in the same bed as the Texan.
George could easily hide his little infatuation with the youngest of their trio online, but now in person, it was turning out to be a lot harder than he thought. He wanted to reach out, touch the man in front of him, but contained his feelings, swallowing them down without a second thought and pulling the blankets over half of his face. Sapnap’s mouth closed with a quiet snore, his body moving against the mattress to now face George.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Sapnap groaned, eyes almost fully closed as he looked at George.
George’s eyes widened, “Looking at you like what?”
“Like you wanna kiss me. Do you, Georgie?” Sapnap teased, a soft smile on his lips as he wrapped an arm around George’s torso and pulled him in.
George stayed silent, letting the other pull him closer. Sapnap’s hand touched tentatively across his lower back, almost scratching it softly. George’s eyes flickered from Sapnap’s barely open eyes to his lips.
“No, idiot,” George laughed.
Sapnap hummed, eyes remaining closed as he tightened his grip on George’s waist.
“Then go to sleep and stop looking at my lips,” Sapnap mumbled.
George furrowed his eyebrows, pinched together in mock confusion.
“I am not looking at your -”
Sapnap surged forward, pressing his lips to George’s softly and so quickly George barely even felt it, didn’t even react quick enough before he was pulling away. Was he dreaming? Was this some kind of mind trick since he hadn’t gotten any sleep on the plane?
“Sapnap -” George brought his hand to his lips, fingers touching his pouty bottom lip, where a tingling sensation lingered afterward.
Sapnap released his grip on George, turning his back to him and hugging the pillow under his head.
“Sap,” George whispered, but Sapnap only shuffled quickly and finally settled himself to fall back to sleep.
“Night, Georgie,” Sapnap murmured, leaving George to feel very alone in the bed right next to him.
George couldn’t fall asleep.
That is until 3 am hit, George was finally getting tired of scrolling through TikTok and Twitter, seeing the same TikTok’s all over his For You Page, and Twitter hadn’t updated his Timeline since 2:28 am. So finally, he was forced to close his eyes and fall back to sleep next to the man that probably hated his guts right now.
George cursed himself for not reacting quick enough to the kiss, not saying anything to calm Sapnap’s nerves. He was honestly the biggest idiot he knew at that moment. George threw his phone to the nightstand, lying back on the mattress and settling on his stomach. George closed his eyes, finally letting the overtiredness he had been fighting take back over. It wasn’t long until he felt the warmth of Sapnap’s hand return to his lower back.
Burly fingers toying with the hem of his shirt as it rode up from his movement, the motion made George’s eyelids even heavier than they were.
“Why didn’t you kiss me back?” The whisper cut through the dark, silent room like a knife through butter.
The words were strong, easily slid right off his tongue, demanding a quiet answer from someone he assumed was asleep. But the gods were on George’s side today because he was, in fact, not asleep.
“You caught me off guard,” George whispered back, facing away from Sapnap. He silently wondered if Sapnap was looking at the back of his head.
He got his answer fairly quickly; Sapnap’s hand tightening on George’s black t-shirt caused the latter to finally turn his head and look Sapnap dead in the eyes. The younger man was staring, eyes nervous and bouncing from George’s eyes to his lips, to his hair -
“Breathe,” George whispered, and Sapnap did.
Blinking his eyes slowly, Sapnap leaned closer to George.
“So you do want to kiss me back?” Sapnap’s voice barely above a whisper now, “You want me back?”
George nodded his head nervously like he was being set up. Like Dream was going to stumble in holding a camera and laughing something about being ‘caught in 4k.’
“So kiss me back, you idiot,” Sapnap groaned, pulling George closer to him by just his shirt alone.
George let the hazel-eyed man move him around, settling on his side as Sapnap’s arm wrapped around his middle yet again. George subtly wondered what time it was.
“George,” Sapnap whispered, “Please.”
George’s eyebrows raised, listening to the silent begging of his best friend. All of the late-night calls, the shared memories, everything flooded back into George’s mind before he was pushing his lips flush against Sapnap’s. One of Sapnap’s legs hooked around his own, pulling him even closer than he already was. George kissed back fervently, moaning quietly into Sapnap’s mouth as both of their hands wandered. George’s hands gripped into the loose-fitting t-shirt around Sapnap’s torso, pulling him towards him and slotting his leg between Sapnap’s.
The younger man gasped as George pressed his thigh to his growing erection.
“Fuck, George,” Sapnap squeaked, voice cracking when he said the other man's name passionately.
George took the initiative to wrap a hand around Sapnap’s jaw, cupping it softly as he deepened the kiss. Then, slipping his tongue inside of Sapnap’s moaning mouth, George maneuvered himself on top of him. Again, Sapnap whimpered, letting George take all control of the situation, and honestly, the older man was surprised Sapnap was being this submissive.
“Come on, George,” Sapnap complained when George moved his lips away.
George scoffed, “What do you want from me, Sapnap?”
“Your cock,” He shrugged confidently.
George was taken back, jaw falling slack at the words.
“I - I -”
Sapnap smirked, leaning up on his elbows to kiss George again.
“What’s wrong? Never fucked a guy before?” He asked, mirth coating his tongue as he spoke so confidently to the brunet.
George rolled his eyes, “Like you have.”
Sapnap’s left hand came up to display over the back of George’s neck, pulling him down yet again to connect their wet mouths. Sapnap never responded to the comeback that left George’s lips, only kissed George back like his life depended on it.
And of course, George was not complaining, feeling the weight of Sapnap’s hand slide from the back of his neck to the front, four fingers sitting pretty against his jugular as his thumb pressed to the cleft of George’s chin.
“Can I suck your dick?”
George wasn’t even surprised at the question leaving his mouth, just nodded his head and let Sapnap move him around on the bed. George pulled off his shirt as Sapnap stepped off of the bed to do the same.
“Pants off too,” Sapnap rushed, getting completely naked in a matter of seconds.
Everything was moving so quickly. George’s head was beginning to spin; how far would they go? Would he regret it in the morning? Would Sapnap? Maybe George didn’t need a room after all.
George listened to Sapnap, stepping from the bed and undressing himself; now, he never imagined himself undressing when he pictured this many times before. He pictured Sapnap’s nervous hands pulling at the fabric of his clothing, pulling it up and off his body, but here he was, an entire king-sized mattress away from the other boy, getting naked.
“On the bed, back to the headboard,” Sapnap instructed, and George listened.
Sapnap practically jumped back onto the bed, causing George to laugh at how eager Sapnap was to get his mouth on his cock. George had to kiss him, making this at least a little bit as he pictured. Sapnap kissed back easily, going plaint under George’s hold. He let the older man take control of the kissing. He weaved his hands in Sapnap’s hair, bringing their mouths together harshly until Sapnap regained control and pulled away.
“Let me suck your dick,” Sapnap laughed, looking down at the obviously hard cock laying across George’s lower stomach.
George nodded, a silent apology expressed on his face as Sapnap reached out and touched it for the first time. A harsh breath was punched from George’s lungs at the contact.
“Fuck,” George pulled his bottom lip between ivory teeth.
“Does it feel good, George?” Sapnap whispered, fingers squeezing slightly once his hand reached the tip.
“Sapnap-“ George gasped, watching Sapnap’s thumb rub across the slit of his cock.
His thumb collected precum, bringing it down his shaft to give his hand a quicker pull. George’s eyes rolled back, watching Sapnap focus so intently on getting his mouth over the head of George’s cock.
“I’m gonna - fuck George, I’ve wanted this for so long,” He whispered, looking into George’s eyes.
George wasn’t going to allow his words to hang in the air for too long, so he whispered right back, “Me too, so long.”
There’s the nervousness George imagined in his head, blinking away the haze of nerves to look deep into umber eyes. Sapnap smiled softly.
“Tha -”
“You are not about to thank me for letting you suck my dick,” George shook his head, “Just shut up and suck me off.”
Sapnap nodded, ducking down quickly and licking the slit of it. George threw his head back; he can’t even remember the last time he was intimate with somebody other than his left hand, let alone getting head. He gasped, watching Sapnap wrap his lips around the head, tongue peeking out between open lips to lick the underside, taking his cock even further down his throat.
“Fuck, Sapnap, have you done this before?” George tried so hard not to whine as he spoke, but the tightness of Sapnap’s throat squeezing the head of his cock was sending him into a state of absolute pleasure.
Sapnap only hummed around the cock in his mouth, not even a real answer, but George didn’t mind. He rested his hand in Sapnap’s hair, internally arguing with himself not to fuck the tight warmth around him. Sapnap pulled off with a gasp, a fun saliva and precum mixture wetting his chin and George’s cock.
“Feel good?”
Sapnap’s voice was broken, like a delicate champagne flute hitting a marble floor broken. George wanted to kiss him, kiss every broken and squeaky word that left his mouth away with poise.
“So good,” Was the only thing George could say in return, “Keep going, make me cum.”
Sapnap smirked at that, “What if - what if I want you to cum inside of me?”
George was speechless, mouth hanging open slightly as soon as the words left kiss bitten lips.
“Holy shit, Sapnap.”
If George thought Sapnap’s voice was broken, he hadn’t heard himself. The question hung in the room unanswered for almost too long. Sapnap recoiled quickly and got his mouth back around George’s cock.
“No. Wait,” George gasped, slipping his hand in Sapnap’s hair and pulling.
Sapnap moaned at the motion, pulling off of George’s cock with a loud whine in the back of his throat.
“Fuck,” George gasped, “We don’t have anything -”
“Are you kidding me?” Sapnap scoffed, leaning over the bed and grabbing something from the drawer in his nightstand.
George’s thoughts were answered by a tub being thrown onto the bed, hitting his knee as it landed next to him.
“What the fuck is that?” George reached for the small yellow tub.
Sapnap turned to him with furrowed brows, “Lube.”
“Why is it in a tub?” George cringed.
Sapnap frowned, “It was the only one they had left at Walmart, dumbass just shut up and get your fingers wet already.”
“You are the bane of my existence.”
George laughed as Sapnap climbed into his lap and kissed his jaw. Teeth nipping at the soft skin, leaving behind trails of red that will soon disappear into nothing but a memory.
“You love me, George,” Sapnap whispered, words barely leaving his tongue.
Yes.
“Shut up and get on your back,” George scoffed.
But Sapnap stayed still, blinking his eyes so innocently at George.
“I can’t prep you if you’re sitting in my lap.”
Well, he really could, but he would love to see the slightly shorter man writhing beneath him from just his fingers. Fully on display for George to look over as he fingered him open. A small kiss was placed right under Sapnap’s bottom lip as George thought about it.
“But I want to ride you,” He whispered; George could tell the nerves were back.
He nodded his head, long brunet locks bouncing with his movements, “And you will, but let me see you first, wanna see you on my fingers.”
Sapnap choked back a moan, falling back against the bed so dramatically, George wanted to roll his eyes. He spread his legs quickly, putting himself on display just for George.
“All for me?” George couldn’t bite back the teasing tone in his voice; Sapnap only whined in return, “Look so good.”
“Just shut up and put a finger in me already,” Sapnap was clearly embarrassed, a blush rising to his chest and cheeks as he turned his head away from George.
George gripped his chin quickly, forcing the younger man to look at him, “Few rules.”
Sapnap groaned.
“Look at me, tell me exactly what you want, don’t wake up Dream.”
His next movement was a nod, licking his lips as George picked up the disgustingly bright yellow tub of lube. It looked like a terrible off-brand of ‘I Can’t Believe it’s Not Butter' that Dream had in his fridge, and it made George cringe as he pulled open the plastic top.
“Even the name is gross,” George scoffed.
Sapnap frowned, and George felt a little sorry that he was making fun of his lube choice.
“Please, George, just make me feel good already,” Sapnap begged so prettily.
George dipped his fingers into the tub with a wince, “Okay, but only because you asked so nicely.”
Sapnap sighed in relief as George’s middle finger rubbed at his hole. George watched every facial expression flash onto Sapnap’s face as he pressed his finger inside of him to the first knuckle.
“Fuck, George!” Sapnap said a little bit too loudly.
“Shush, remember the last rule,” George whispered, pressing the finger in further, “God damn, you’re so tight.”
Sapnap whined, hips lifting slightly to egg George on. Then, silently begging him to continue going further, add another finger, anything at this rate.
“George, do something please,” Sapnap whined, wiggling his hips as George’s finger finally reached the hilt.
“What do you want, Sap?”
The younger man reached down, grabbing at George’s right hand, the hand not currently occupied inside Sapnap. He pulled the hand to his lower stomach, right above his twitching cock.
“Oh, Sappy, you want me to touch your dick? Gotta ask for it.”
Sapnap’s eyes closed in a harsh breath. George pulled his finger almost completely out of Sapnap before pushing it back in at a steady pace. He repeated the motion a few times, watching as Sapnap tried finding the right words before he spoke.
“George - George, please touch my dick.”
George had to laugh, finally wrapping his hand around the heavy cock.
“You gonna cum from just my fingers?” George whispered.
Sapnap shook his head, “No, no, no! Your cock. I wanna cum on your cock.”
George gasped at his words, deciding he could add his index finger into the man under him.
“You’re so desperate for me,” George was almost slurring at this point, drunk on just Sapnap alone.
The younger man only nodded his head, moaning at the way George hooked his fingers up into him. Searching for the spot he eagerly needed him to touch.
George wasn’t inexperienced being with a man, he’s only ever been with men his whole life, but god was he knew at being a top. He’s always wanted to do it, but the men he so happened to choose just were a little bit more persistent than him when it came to topping, so George always opted for the other option.
But here now with Sapnap was probably George’s favorite moment. Having his best friend under him, cock in one hand, and Sapnap writhing on his fingers and moaning his name because George was making him feel so good.
George loved this.
“George!” Sapnap gasped so loudly. George was confident Dream is probably hearing everything right now.
George only smiled in return, pressing his fingers against the soft flesh inside of Sapnap, “Feels good?”
“So good,” Sapnap whined, “Fuck - add another finger or fuck me already, please I’m so close.”
George would never say no to this man, so he pressed in his third finger, stretching Sapnap so easily. Sapnap bit his bottom lip harshly. George hoped silently he didn’t draw blood.
“Ever been fucked, babe?”
Sapnap nodded his head, it definitely threw George off, but he was consistent with his actions.
“Don’t fucking call me that,” Sapnap gasped as George pressed his fingers to his prostate again and again, “Fuck!”
George smirked.
“Why? Don’t like it? Is that what the other guy that fucked you called you?”
Sapnap whimpered then, plaint under George’s hands, he shook his head nervously.
“Wasn’t - wasn’t a guy.”
George was learning so much about Sapnap right now, a lot more than their late Discord calls, where they confessed so much to each other in the comfort and silence of Discord.
“Oh baby,” George let go of his cock to rub his thigh, “You love being fucked don’t you?”
“Mhm,” was the only answer George could get out of him.
The older man leaned over, pressing a wet kiss to Sapnap’s red-raw lips.
“I’m gonna fuck you so good, baby, I promise.”
Sapnap kissed him back hard, kissing the words right out of his mouth and swallowing them whole.
“Please. I wanna be filled with your cum.”
George reeled back, “Fucking hell, Sapnap.”
“I’m stretched enough, come on.”
George listened, pulling his fingers from the younger man and wiping the lube from his fingers on the bedsheets. Then, he glanced over to the lube again, grabbing a hefty handful and slathering it over his cock.
Sapnap moaned as he watched him do it, “can’t wait to have you in me.”
George smiled over at him. Then he sat up quickly.
“Wait - wait! I wanna ride you.”
George nodded, falling back in a sitting position and spreading his legs for Sapnap to crawl between.
“I’m gonna be good, I promise.” Sapnap whispered once he was perched in his lap, “Gonna feel so good. I’m so tight.”
George bit his bottom lip, “Fuck, Sapnap.”
“Never - never rode a cock before, so bear with me.”
George smiled fondly at the man, cupping his jaw and kissing him softly. Sapnap kissed back, filling his hand with George’s cock to line it up at his entrance. He rubbed the head of George’s cock over his hole, teasing both himself and George.
George bucked his hips up slightly, the tip of his cock pressing into Sapnap’s stretched hole. He whined as he sat himself on George without any warning, sitting almost too quickly for George even to process that his entire cock was now inside of the shorter man.
“Sap! Slow down!” George gasped.
The Texan winced, both hands now on George’s shoulders, nails digging into his pale flesh, leaving behind small crescent-shaped indentations. He swore under his breath, hiding his face in George’s neck and kissing the skin there.
“Gimme a minute,” he mumbled into the skin of George’s neck.
George only nodded, “Take your time.”
He held him close, feeling his entire naked body pressed to his. George was convinced this is heaven. He ran his hands through Sapnap’s hair, then down the back of his neck to his spine, touching every inch of the other man.
“Can I move now?” Sapnap asked for permission, and it made George pout at him.
He nodded his head, “of course you can.”
George pulled him forward for one last kiss before Sapnap lifted himself on his cock and slammed himself back down.
“Oh my god,” He whined.
George supported him, holding him close as he bounced on his cock almost easily.
“You feel okay?”
Sapnap nodded his head, “You fill me up so good, you hit my spot every ti-“
His own moaning cut him off as he seated himself back on George.
“Fuck, George, I’m not gonna last too long.”
George smiled.
“Me either. It’s okay if you cum; you can.”
Another kiss.
Another shared moan.
Sapnap lifted his hips lazily, bouncing pretty in George’s lap, his cock throbbing under George’s touch as soon as he wrapped a hand around him. George was getting so close. He wanted Sapnap to be right there with him.
Just like he pictured, he wanted them to cum together. Sapnap involuntarily squeezed around George’s cock as he pulled almost completely off of him. George cried out, squeezing the head of Sapnap’s cock in his hand.
“Georgie!” Sapnap gasped.
He looked so small like this, although George was barely a couple of inches taller than Sapnap, the two of them here in this moment made Sapnap look so small. So delicate under George’s grasping hands and twitching cock
He looked beautiful to George. Hair matting to his sweaty forehead, hands shaking on George’s shoulders, lips parted to allow pretty moans to slip through with every press of George’s cock to his prostate.
George loved him.
He didn’t even want his own bedroom at this point.
Sapnap keened, shaking with pleasure as George now took some control back. Bucking his hips up to meet each of Sapnap’s bounces. They moved together so in sync George was fascinated by the way they worked so well together.
Sweaty bodies pressed against one another hard, foreheads together and eyes maintaining contact. George kissed him, swallowing loud moans that would definitely wake up Dream.
“Don’t stop; I’m gonna cum.”
Sapnap wrapped a hand over George’s hand, still stroking quickly over Sapnap’s cock.
“Please, George, tell me you’re close. Tell me you’re gonna fill me up.”
George looked him in the eyes when he spoke, “I’m close, Sap. Gonna fill you up so good, we should’ve gotten a plug so you can keep my cum in you all day.”
The words took a toll on the younger man like they wrapped around his throat tightly. Constricting any air that dared to come out.
“I want that. I want that so bad,” he whined.
Now it was George’s turn to feel like he couldn’t breathe; the younger man was so desperate for him.
“We can do that next time.”
It was a risky move, mentioning a next time. George knew that before he said it. He questioned himself quickly before allowing the words to leave his lips.
“Please!” Sapnap begged as his cock twitched under their hands.
Stripes of white covering their clasped hands and both of their abdomens. He fell against George’s body as his cock leaked out the last shots of his high. Pressing his front to George’s and hiding his face in his neck.
“Use me. Fill me.”
The words didn’t go unheard as George fucked up into Sapnap harshly chasing his own orgasm. He laid there, dead weight in George’s arms as he thrusts, holding him close, listening to the little whimpers leaving Sapnap’s mouth with each thrust.
“Fuck, Sapnap. Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
George gasped as he finally released into the smaller man, painting the inside of him with white ropes of cum. He stayed there, pulsating cock finishing off inside of the younger man as he held him. Sapnap held him back just as hard. Mumbling something into his flesh that George couldn’t quite hear.
“You did so well, Sap.” He whispered, pressing kisses right under his ear and trailed them down to his neck.
Sapnap hummed, holding George like he wasn’t ever planning on letting go, but George’s post-orgasm high was slowly dissipating. He was beginning to feel sticky and overstimulated, with his cock still inside Sapnap.
“Gotta get us cleaned up-“ George whispered.
Sapnap scoffed, “Tomorrow.”
-
When George woke up again, he was alone. Terrifyingly alone, the room was bright with the sun beating down in his face through the window. It must’ve been sometime in the early afternoon. He stood from the bed, looking down at himself, now fully cleaned off. He wondered when Sapnap did that.
He needed a shower before facing his two best friends, so he quickly explored the upstairs, finding the bathroom on his first try. He stepped into the shower, staying in there a little longer than he usually would. Eventually leaving and changing into something boring yet comfortable, and walked downstairs to explore some more.
Dream was sat on the sofa in the living room, watching a game of American football.
“Morning.” George made himself known.
Dream turned to him, lowering the volume on the television and smiling at George.
“Morning,” He echoed, a knowing smirk on his face, “Sapnap just went -“
He was interrupted by the front door swinging open, a sweaty and slightly bruised Sapnap appeared.
“On a run.” Dream finished his sentence.
They made eye contact, Sapnap smiling softly, his lips disappearing as he did so.
“Hey,” George said quietly.
Sapnap nodded at him in return.
“I’ve been thinking.” Dream announced, looking back and forth between his two best friends, “I’m going to make George’s room into a storage room.”
George scoffed, “What the fuck?”
“Well, clearly, you’re not gonna get action like that in a room alone!” Dream wheezed, Sapnap blushing deeply and turning away from both of them.
“Jesus Christ, Dream,” George tried to hide his own blush.
Dream continued laughing, “Hey! It’s about fucking time. Sapnap needed a good fuck, and I’m glad it was you.”
“It wasn’t just a good fuck, dipshit.” Sapnap glared at him.
The blond nodded his head, “Oh yeah, I forgot you two are in love with each other.”