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It was their first Christmas together and George couldn't help but wonder if he'd already fucked it up.
He and Sapnap had moved in together over the summer and both were excited to spend the holidays with each other, but there had been some uncertainty regarding George's family back in England. However, by the time they reached out to him, he had already assumed there were no big plans and had made plans of his own to drive out to Florida with Sapnap to spend Christmas Day with Dream.
George's family had begged to see him at least once sometime during the holiday season, and so that was how he wound up booking a last-minute flight to spend the weekend before Christmas back home.
It was piss poor luck that just before he left, he and Sapnap had gotten into a big fight.
Logically, it shouldn't affect anything. They got over their arguments quickly- they loved each other, for fuck's sake- but he wasn't sure if or how it would change the mood. He knew it was stupid of him to worry, but the thought wouldn't leave his mind. It didn't help that Sap had hardly texted him at all while he was away.
It had been easier to ignore the nagging concern when he had plenty of distractions, but now that he was sitting alone at the airport it was all he could think about.
Sapnap probably wasn't messaging him to give him time with his family. It made sense, unlike his anxiety.
He felt like an idiot- a clingy, insecure idiot- but that didn't change the fact that he still rushed to check whenever he felt his phone buzz.
This time, at least, the notification was from the man himself.
World's #1 Dumbass
>hey, you're gonna let me know when you land right? got a special present i wanna get ready for you ;)
Pushing aside the fluttery feeling the statement gave him, George quickly texted back.
You
>yeah duh
>ur gonna pick me up right
A moment passed with no response before he received a simple
>shit
George sighed and chuckled a little.
You
>you forgot didnt u
World's #1 Dumbass
>maybe
>i can't pick you up tho, i'll be getting your surprise ready
>get an uber, i'll pay for it
You
>so preoccupied with a present u forgot about me?
>why do i feel like im not going to like this
World's #1 Dumbass
>sorry sugar, i'll make it up to you
>trust me, you're gonna love it~
That relieved some of his tension, at least. No, stupid voice in the back of his head, his boyfriend did not hate him and he did not mess anything up.
His flight was called and he nearly dropped his phone as he rushed to stand and get his suitcase.
You
>boarding
World's #1 Dumbass
>see you soon <3
A moment of hesitation.
You
><3
O-o-O-o-O
George sighed in relief as he arrived home, shutting the door behind him and immediately scanning the living room for any changes. Sapnap wasn't there, nor anything that screamed 'special present.'
"Honey, I'm home," he called, in an attempt at a joke, but he cringed at the phrase as soon as it left his mouth.
No response.
"Sap?"
His phone buzzed and he glanced at it out of curiosity.
World's #1 Dumbass
>come find me~
The Brit huffed. "I'm not playing hide and seek with you, idiot."
Unfortunately, the silence he was met with left him no choice.
Ditching his suitcase by the couch George began his search.
He glanced into the kitchen. No Sapnap.
He checked the laundry room. No Sapnap.
He started off down the hall, peeking into their gaming room. No Sapnap.
The door to their bedroom was slightly ajar.
He nudged it open and his face lit on fire at the sight within.
Sapnap was on his knees on the bed in a soft black collar and blue lingerie, smiling at George with half-lidded eyes.
The silky panties were tight around the growing bulge within them. Fabric roses sat on the thin waistline on either side, as well as a larger rose in the center of the bralette. He had used gift ribbon almost like a decoration, gleaming waves of blue and gold wrapping around his waist and threaded through his top. The man had even replaced his usual bandanna with them, raven hair falling a bit lower on his face because of it.
"Merry early Christmas, Georgie!~"
George was certain he had never gotten so hard so fast in his entire life.
Initial surprise worn off, he noticed that his boyfriend was holding a familiar baby blue ribbon. George had bought it when Sap had expressed interest in trying bondage. The Brit hadn't been sure whether he was referring to being on the giving or receiving end, but it looked like he had the answer now.
A flash of uncertainty crossed Sapnap's face at his boyfriend's lack of response and he fiddled with the ribbon in his hands. "I, uh... It's ok if you don't want to use your present right now. I just thought it'd be nice to do before we go to Flor-"
George closed the distance between them in two quick strides, looping a finger around the other's collar and sharply pulling him into a kiss that Sap melted into happily.
When the shorter pulled away there was a lustful look on his face. He tugged on the bondage ribbon and gave a disappointed hum. "Am I going to have to finish wrapping up my own present?"
"'Fraid so," Sap replied with a smirk.
The Brit's expression softened slightly. "What are your safewords?"
"Green for keep going, yellow for pause, red for stop."
"And non-verbal?"
"One pat is green, two is yellow, three is red."
"Good. And you are?"
"Green."
Sap obediently held his wrists out for George, who took the ribbon and started fumbling through a double column tie. It was his first time actually trying it so he wasn't surprised when it didn't look quite right.
Sapnap snorted, undoing his work with little effort and handing him the ribbon again. "Need a little help?"
"Shut up," George grumbled, trying again.
This time it turned out much better. It wasn't the prettiest but it would do.
"There ya go! I knew you'd get it eventually," he teased.
George grabbed and pulled on his boyfriend's collar again, a dangerous look flashing in his eyes. "Watch your tongue. Be a good little present for me."
Sapnap breathed out a soft moan as the other man's hands started wandering his body, a hunger in his eyes that made his dick twitch in his panties.
The Brit always made him feel like prey trapped under a predator's gaze when he dommed, and it was one of the hottest things Sap had ever experienced.
Of course, it was even more fun to tempt the beast...
George's fingers trailed alongside the ribbon around his waist, admiring the colors resting along the raven-haired man's mocha skin.
"What do you think, Georgie? Does green look good on me?"
He froze for a second as he processed the question. A quip that Sapnap had made at the beginning of the month came to the front of his mind.
"Hey George... How does it feel to have a holiday based around the two colors you can't see? Like, I could dress up all festive in red or green and you wouldn't even be able to tell!"
His thumb brushed over the gold- no, green ribbon and he let out a growl, free hand tangling into Sap's hair with a tug that coaxed a startled moan from his lips.
"You little shit!"
Sapnap burst into giggles, smiling mischievously at his boyfriend. "What? Doesn't it look pretty? Oh, wait, that's right! You-"
George pulled the other man's hair a bit harder, cutting him off as he let out another moan. "I don't know why I expected you to behave this time when you never do."
"Aww, Georgie-"
"You know what? Let's put that mouth of yours to good use."
The younger's eyes flashed in interest, playful gleam never leaving as he was pulled onto his elbows at the edge of the bed.
"Color?"
"Green... not like you can see it."
The Brit glared in warning, but Sapnap wasn't done yet. He was playing with fire and waiting to see how much it would burn.
He absentmindedly licked his lips as George began hastily undoing his belt and jeans, dropping them without care and pulling himself out of his boxers. He was almost fully erect already, a drop of precum poking out of his slit.
Sap teasingly licked it up, slowly and deliberately dragging his tongue along George's cock from base to head and swirling it around his tip. The Brit let out a low moan, one hand resting in his boyfriend's hair with the other falling to his side as Sapnap gently kitten-licked his dick.
After a moment of light licks George nudged Sap's head a bit closer with a quiet command of "Suck."
He didn't obey at first, continuing his too-soft administrations.
George nudged a bit harder, his dick poking against the man's lips. "Suck," he repeated, firmer this time.
Sapnap complied, ever so gently sucking on the very tip of his tip.
The Brit let out a faint snarl. "Oh my God, just take my dick already! I know you can, you little cockslut."
His own dick twitching and leaking onto his panties, Sap took more of George into his mouth, still going much slower than necessary.
"Oh, you little brat." He pushed further into his boyfriend's mouth, stopping just before he hit the back of his throat.
Sapnap moaned, wriggling his bound arms so one hand rested against George's thigh.
He pat once.
Keep going.
George ran his fingers through Sap's hair, holding his head in place while he gave an experimental thrust. The man lightly gagged but moaned, looking up at him with wide stormy eyes full of want.
A moan slipped from George as well as he thrust in again.
Sapnap relaxed his throat, eyes fluttering closed as he let his mouth be used, drooling and moaning lewdly on George's dick.
"Good little present," he cooed, keeping a steady pace of thrusting while pulling back a bit every few thrusts to give his boyfriend a quick moment to breathe.
Sap's eyes watered as he obediently took it, giving a single pat to George's thigh.
Keep going.
With a chuckle the Brit sped up a bit more, slowly getting lost in the delightful tightness of Sapnap's throat and the beautiful noises he was making.
Brown eyes flickered down to meet midnight and the sight alone made George groan.
Tears were just starting to fall from the corners of his eyes but his intense gaze was filled with adoration and lust.
He pat once on the man's thigh again, begging with his eyes.
Keep going.
George continued roughly fucking into his boyfriend's throat but his pace started to stutter as he could feel himself getting close.
Sapnap noticed and decided to take matters into his own hands. He swallowed George's cock all the way, burying his nose in the man's pubes.
A startled moan ripped from the shorter and Sap let out a pleased hum.
Suddenly, there was a harsh hand in his hair and he was practically pulled off George's dick. He coughed and spluttered, resting on his elbows and lifting his bound hands to wipe at the spit on his chin.
"The hell, George?" he whined, a pout on his lips.
"I'm not done with you yet."
That only made Sapnap pout more. "Aww, but I-"
George sharply tugged his raven locks, silencing the man with a small yelp.
"This isn't about you. This is my present, and I'll use it however I want to. Got it?"
Sap's breath caught and he frantically nodded.
"Color?"
"Green, please George-"
The Brit smirked and pulled him into a kiss. Sapnap softly whimpered, eagerly kissing back and letting the other take the lead.
After a long moment just savoring the kiss George pulled away, passing his thumbs over the man's cheeks. It would seem tender if it weren't for the ravenous gaze that raked over his body, making Sapnap shudder in anticipation.
"Turn around."
He quickly scrambled to obey, sitting on his ankles with his feet just off the bed as George went to fish for the lube in their nightstand drawer.
Lube which, promptly after, was abandoned on the bed in favor of running his hands up his boyfriend's sides.
Sapnap shivered and leaned into the touch. George nuzzled into the side of his neck, biting and sucking on the exposed skin. The other man needily moaned and tilted his head to give him more room.
"You're so beautiful," the Brit cooed, brushing his boyfriend's nipples from over his bra. "A perfect little present, just for me."
"Just for you."
George's fingers danced along the insides of Sapnap's soft thighs, coming tantalizingly close to the seam of the man's panties, as he made a canvas out of Sap's neck.
"Fuck, George, please! Enough teasing, just fuck me!"
Sapnap's plea was met by a harsh tug to his collar from behind and a nip to his ear.
George's breath ghosted over his skin as the man uttered a "Presents don't get to make demands."
Sap groaned and swallowed thickly, Adam's apple bobbing from behind the strip of leather.
"Color?"
"Green, holy shit-"
George tugged his collar again, nails ghosting up Sapnap's thigh before he hooked a thumb under the waistline of his panties. He pulled them down just enough to have access to his boyfriend's ass, digging his nails in slightly to draw a whimper from the man before spreading his cheeks.
The Brit couldn't help but chuckle as he spotted the gleaming end of a buttplug. "Already prepped yourself for me. That's why you couldn't come pick me up, isn't it? Just couldn't wait to get something up your ass?"
Sapnap shot George a smirk over his shoulder, teasingly wiggling his hips. "I'd prefer it a lot more if it was your dick."
George delivered a light slap to Sap's ass and started to play with the plug, twisting and pumping but not taking it out. Sapnap moaned needily, trying to grind back on the toy, but George clamped his free hand around the man's waist to hold him still.
"Always so impatient. You'd think I would've fucked it out of you by now."
Sapnap whined but did his best to hold still. Luckily, George was running out of patience too, so it wasn't much longer before the chrome blue plug was pulled out with a pop and tossed onto the bed.
George placed a hand between Sap's shoulder blades to push him forward as he reached for the lube. Sapnap fell onto his forearms, shuffling his limbs and arching his back to better present himself to his boyfriend. George let out a low groan at the sight, grabbing one of Sap's asscheeks and spreading it, thumb lightly pressing at his fluttering hole. Sapnap's hips twitched backwards at the feeling and he let out a soft whimper.
The cap of the bottle of lube popped open.
"Did you prep fully?"
"Mhm, wanted to be all ready for you."
"Good. Color?"
"Oh my god, green! Just fuck me already!"
George smacked Sapnap's ass again with his free hand before looping a finger through his collar and tugging, the man letting out a moan mixed with a yelp.
Leaning down towards Sap's ear, George growled out a "You keep forgetting who's the one in charge here, present."
Sapnap gasped, looking back towards George with a burning need written across his features. "Are you gonna punish me?"
George just hummed, eyes running over the other man's body with a critical glare. Sap couldn't help but shiver, practically feeling George's gaze tracing over every inch of skin.
"I don't think that's worth my time," The Brit finally responded with a light smirk.
Sapnap's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What-"
"Why go through the extra hassle? I've got my present, and I want to use it. That's what presents are meant for, isn't it? To be used."
The raven-haired man's dick twitched from where it was still confined in his panties and he bit back a groan, simply nodding instead of trying to summon words.
George smiled, the saccharine facade not doing much to hide the dark lust that loomed within his eyes. He released his hold on Sapnap's collar, harshly rubbing the red handprint on his ass to make the man squirm before squirting lube onto his hand. "And you're going to let me, right?"
Sap nodded again, wiggling his hips slightly.
George just tsked, discarding the lube on the bed as he lathered his cock in the substance. "Words, darling."
Sapnap gulped, fumbling with speech for a second before giving a shaky "Y-yes, please!"
The Brit teasingly rubbed his tip against Sap's hole. "I don't care if you cum. I'll keep using you until I'm satisfied. Got that?"
"Yes sir!"
George gripped Sapnap's hips with a strength that was surprising for his stature, hold tight enough to leave bruises.
He'd yet to admit it, but he really enjoyed being called honorifics- though it was likely that Sapnap could tell at this point. The man sure liked using them, and George loved the way they fell from his lips like honey.
Enough foreplay, George was aching for stimulation.
In one steady movement he pushed into Sapnap, both men letting out moans of relief.
Sapnap's ass was perfectly tight and it took every ounce of self control in George's body to wait for the man to adjust. Luckily it didn't take long for Sap to whimper out a "'M ready."
George pulled out until just the tip was left inside before slamming back in, drawing a pleasured cry out from the man. The pace he set was brutal, pent up from a weekend of anxiety and longing, but Sapnap certainly didn't mind.
Harsh thrusts repeatedly hit his prostate, pressing deep inside of him and dragged so nicely against his walls. The slight stretch stung so nicely as George used him like a toy.
The thought alone made Sap's moans pitch up, thighs and arms starting to shake.
He dressed up all pretty, wrapped up in ribbons, only for George to use him like a filthy little fuckthing.
And he loved every damn second of it.
A particularly rough hit to his prostate made him cry out and throw his head back, drool slowly beginning to drip from the corners of his mouth. George gripped Sapnap's collar with one hand, the other going to shovel the spit back into his mouth before pushing his fingers in as well. Sap obediently sucked on them, panting heavily through his nose as he felt himself getting close embarrassingly fast.
"You're such a messy little present," George practically cooed as he started to thrust his fingers as well, making Sapnap gag as they hit the back of his throat. "You look so fucked out already, darling."
Any trace of brattiness was thoroughly erased. Sapnap keened, brushing his tongue over George's fingers as the man fucked into him from both ends. Spit continued to dribble down his chin while he teared up from the deliciously rough treatment.
George wound his fingers in raven hair and pulled hard, forcing Sapnap's head back at a painful angle.
Suddenly, a splatter of something warm hit Sap's face. He gasped as he realized what it was.
George just spat on him.
A pitiful moan slipped from his throat and the Brit chuckled.
"You like that, huh? You like when I make your pretty whore face even more dirty?"
Sapnap nodded the best he could and George released his hold on his hair, pulling his fingers from his mouth with a pop. His hands returned to Sapnap's hips, gripping hard as he picked up speed with his thrusts.
"Ah- please sir! More, 'm close!"
"Gonna cum in your pretty panties?" George taunted, palming the man's clothed erection and nearly making Sapnap bust on the spot.
"Can I? Can I please?"
"I already told you, I don't care if you cum."
It only took one more thrust for Sap to cum with a near-scream of pleasure, hands digging into the sheets hard as he stained the blue lingerie with white.
George's thrusts slowed for a moment as he fucked Sapnap through his orgasm before they started to speed up again, causing sweet shocks of overstimulation to rock through the man's body.
Sapnap whimpered at the pleasure-pain of it, limbs barely able to hold him up anymore. "F-fuck! Geor- sir-"
The Brit tsked, sharply thrusting into him again and making him yelp before slowing. "Must've fucked your poor brains out, thought I made it clear to you. I will use you until I'm satisfied, got it? Color."
Sap shuddered and groaned before responding with "Green."
As soon as the word was uttered, George resumed his previous pace. Thankfully, at least it seemed like he was trying to avoid Sapnap's prostate, but it was inevitable that the oversensitive bundle got brushed against.
Sapnap let his body fall lax, George's grip the only thing keeping his ass up for the man to use and abuse his hole. It was overwhelming but it felt so good.
It didn't take long for the heat to reignite in his crotch. Sapnap whined, turning his head to look back at his boyfriend.
George looked fucking gorgeous. His hair was plastered to his forehead with sweat, pale face covered in a rosy flush. He was breathing hard, low moans slipping past his plush pink lips. His eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he pounded into Sapnap.
"Sir?"
George's eyes snapped up to meet Sap's, irises drowned out by black.
"Harder, please!"
The next thrust hit his prostate dead on and he screamed.
George continued to ram against Sapnap's sweet spot. "You wanna cum again, darling?"
Sap vigorously nodded, whining out a "W-wanna make you cum t-too, sir, wanna b-be a good present for you!"
"Let's make a deal," George proposed, one hand snaking around to palm Sapnap through his soiled panties. The extra stimulation made Sap choke on a moan, hips instinctively grinding into his boyfriend's touch.
Surprisingly, George let him.
"If you can't cum before I do, you aren't cumming again tonight. Doesn't matter if you're right on the edge. If I cum before you, you aren't getting anything else. Is that clear?"
Sapnap moaned and nodded, continuing to grind against George's hand.
The Brit tsked and pulled away. "Words, doll."
"Y-yes! Yessir, please t-touch-"
The hand returned, this time pulling the cloth down and wrapping directly around Sapnap's dick. He wailed and threw his head back, quickly turning into a moaning mess once more as George started stroking him in time with his thrusts. He had slowed down a bit, but he made sure to constantly grind against Sapnap's prostate. "Better hurry up, present."
Sapnap felt filthy in the best way as he humped into George's hand, stuffed full of the man's cock, drooling and unable to keep his mouth closed to muffle the flood of pleasured noises that kept flowing from his throat.
Every touch, drag, and sound was sinful, heat flaring through his veins and setting every nerve alight.
George's moans were growing louder behind him, hot wet kisses being pressed onto his shoulder blades and back along with whispers too sweet for the lust that filled his tone. "Being such a good little present for me, Sap, so perfect."
He knew what that meant- the Brit was getting close. Sapnap ground onto George's hand harder, willing the fire to consume him again and drag his love down with him.
Suddenly there was a near-growl right against his ear.
George pulled out before slamming into him, nailing his prostate and making him scream so hard they'd probably have to apologize to the neighbors later.
"Getting close, present," was all the warning Sapnap got before George's pace increased even more, no longer a steady rhythm, and his hand tightened around Sap's dick.
Sapnap was blabbering now, thoughts just a loop of "please", "more", "sir" and "George". He was getting so close, on the precipice of climax and just one step away from falling.
"God, look at you, my pretty little mess of a whore. Turned yourself into a toy all for me. Cum, present. Cum all over your pretty wrappings."
And there was the push he needed.
Sap's vision whited out and he came, squeezing delightfully around George and pulling him over the edge too.
When the world came back into focus, he could feel the warmth of George's cum inside him and the loose presence of his hand still lingering around his cock. Soft kisses were being littered around the nape of his neck and his limbs were aching and trembling.
Slowly and carefully George pulled out, hand leaving Sap's dick to reach for something. Sapnap didn't realize what it was exactly until the butt plug was eased back into his wrecked hole, causing him to shudder hard.
George gently turned him until he was laying on his back, letting out a small gasp at the sight.
Sap's face was covered in spit, tears, and dripping with sweat, looking dazed and utterly fucked out. His cock was limp on his stomach, panties having a very obvious stain from his first load with the second having been shot across his chest and stomach, leaving a few splotches on the blanket below. His hips were littered in finger-shaped bruises from George's hold and as he untied the man's forearms the ribbon had left behind a few light marks too.
George softly massaged Sapnap's forearms and wrists, placing a soft kiss on the back of each hand. "It didn't cut off circulation, right?"
Sapnap blinked a little, the sweet touches slowly grounding him. He flinched as he tried to clear his throat, quickly deciding that was a bad idea for the time being and simply shaking his head 'no' in response.
"Jesus, you look a mess."
He gave a small smirk, pushing past the pain to whisper out a "A-am I a hot mess?"
George just rolled his eyes. "I need to get things to clean up, ok? I'll be quick." He waited for Sap to nod in acknowledgement before kissing his wrist one more time and leaving the room.
As much as he didn't like being alone after bottoming, he knew cleanup was necessary. George said he'd be back soon. He trusted George.
Sapnap sighed, eyes fluttering closed as he felt his breathing and heartbeat slow back to normal. Exhaustion took hold of his body quickly, satisfied but sore as all hell.
Just as the loneliness was starting to get to him George returned, gently running a cool wet washcloth over his overheated skin. He hummed happily as his boyfriend tenderly cleaned him up, taking off the dirty lingerie, ribbons, and collar and slipping on a clean pair of his boxers. Sapnap winced a bit as the plug shifted inside of him but stopped George from removing it, mumbling out a hoarse "Wanna feel it."
Sap almost fell asleep right there, but George softly nudged him.
"Sit up, darling. You should really drink some water."
Sapnap grumbled but obeyed, George helping him sit up against the headboard and handing him a big glass of water along with pain pills.
He drank as he watched George finish cleaning up, wiping himself off and pulling on fresh boxers before replacing the sweat-and-cum-stained blanket. The Brit huffed out a soft sigh, tossing the dirtied clothes in a basket to deal with later and getting into bed. Sapnap immediately snuggled up to his side, handing the mostly empty glass for him to set on the nightstand.
George pulled his boyfriend close, running fingers through his hair and pulling his fringe away from his face. "You did so good, Sap. My good boy."
Sapnap leaned into the touch, eyes fluttering closed with a sleepy smile.
They stayed like that for a moment, George whispering a few praises, before Sapnap had a thought.
"Georgie?" He tried not to wince at the strain on his throat.
"Yes, darling?"
"What color did you see it as?"
George shifted a little to look at him. Sap opened his eyes to meet his confused gaze.
"The ribbon," he clarified. "The- the green ribbon. What was it to you?"
The Brit held Sapnap's face with a soft smirk.
A gentle kiss was placed on his lips.
"It was gold."
A small hum was the response, Sapnap leaning into his hand. "D'you like your present?"
George smiled back, a thumb tracing over the man's cheekbone. "I loved it. I-"
A pause. Hesitation in his eyes. Sap sighed and simply nodded in understanding, closing his eyes again and nuzzling into George's neck.
This was nice. In his boyfriend's arms, breathing in his scent, cum still plugged inside of him.
It hurt a little that George had trouble expressing affection, especially after particularly intimate moments that left Sap feeling vulnerable, but he couldn't force the man to say anything. He loved George, and even if it wasn't said, he knew-
"Iloveyou."
It was so quick and quiet he almost missed it.
He couldn't help but gasp, gaze flicking up to George's face again. His cheeks were slightly flushed, nervous but sincere.
Sapnap's fingers trailed along the light stubble growing along George's jawline before pulling him into a kiss, passionate but fueled by something purer and stronger than lust.
George melted into the kiss, pulling Sap flush against his body.
Instead of a heat churning in his gut, this was a gentle warmth blossoming from within his chest.
A hand threaded through his hair, simply touching and holding.
Instead of teeth and marks, this was soft lips and gentle tongues.
He absentmindedly twirled a lock of George's soft hair, savoring the man's taste.
When they separated to breathe Sapnap rubbed their noses together with a teasing smile, George wrinkling his nose and pulling back in response.
"I love you too, Georgie."
It didn't take long for Sapnap to fall asleep, bare chest resting against George's and legs tangled together under the covers.
His body ached from lust, but his heart ached with love.
He was loved.