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“Sapnap, just one kiss.”
“Dream! That's awfully gay.” Dream’s playfully puckered lips fall into a small frown when Sapnap pushes his face away.
The couch was fairly small but Dream managed to somehow get closer to Sapnap. “One kiss and one kiss only. Please?” Dream tries to do puppy dog eyes but terribly fails.
“You’re not convincing anyone with those eyes.” Sapnap rolls his eyes, close to playfully but Dream doesn't care if they were.
Dream hooks onto the underside of Sapnap’s thighs and drags him onto his lap. “One kiss.” Dream says, grabbing onto Sapnap’s face with force, constraining Sapnap to lean into a kiss.
Sapnap grabs Dream’s wrist hard enough to move the hand off his face.
“You’re drunk Dream, now let me get off.” Sapnap was merely drunk, more than Dream at least but his words still held meaning. Dream grabs onto Sapnap’s waist, making him unable to move.
“This isn’t funny anymore Dream, let me go.”
“It was never meant to be funny.”
Dream grabs onto the back of Sapnap’s head and forces them both into a kiss. Sapnap attempts to pull back a few times but Dream adds more force. Dream pulls apart, not too much, but enough for Dream’s breath to still hit Sapnap’s lips.
“Get the fuck off of me. Seriously, I don't want this.” Sapnap swings his legs off Dream's lap. Dream didn't like that. Dream picked Sapnap up quickly, going towards Sapnap’s room.
Sapnap was placed onto his bed softly, slightly thankful for that. “What the fuck are you doing?” Sapnap whispered as if anyone else was around to hear.
Dream didn't answer and instead resorted to getting his hand under Sapnap’s pants. “Dream! Fucking stop it.” Swatting away Dream’s hands from his waistband but Dream grabbed one of his wrists and held it down onto the bed.
Dream forcefully made out with Sapnap again, in doing so, he slid his hands into Sapnap’s pants and under his boxers. Dream pulled away.
“You have a pussy? You’re a fucking chick?” Dream asked, pushing his fingers into Sapnap’s pussy.
“I’m not a chick–” Sapnap moaned out as Dream rubbed against his clit.
“You sure about that?”
“I’m a boy.”
“That’s what you think.” Dream gives Sapnap another long kiss. “You’re so cute, such a beautiful girl.” Dream began to suck on Sapnap’s neck leaving a line of however many hickies, still rubbing Sapnap’s clit.
“Do you have tits too?” Dream finally stopped holding onto Sapnap’s wrist. Sapnap stood silent, letting himself cry a bit. “Answer my question, you want to be a good girl, don't you? Answer it, do you have tits?” Still no answer.
“Fine, don't answer.” Dream took Sapnap’s pants off. Sapnap wanted to react, he couldn't say anything fast enough before his boxers were eventually off. “Dream– don’t touch there!”
“Don't touch where?” Dream’s face slowly falls into Sapnap’s legs. “Do you mean right here?” Dream pushes his finger back into Sapnap. Sapnap moans and tries to kick Dream off.
Dream takes his finger out and grabs onto Sapnap’s wrists, pushing them into the mattress again. “Don’t be so fussy, or you’ll get tied up. You don't want that, do you babygirl?” Sapnap shakes his head quickly.
“Good girl, stay still for me, alright?” Dream starts to unbuckle his belt quickly before taking his dick out completely. Sapnap is quick to plead for Dream to not touch him.
“Dream, please don't, we can go to sleep, just, please.” Sapnap crosses his legs trying to make any sort of entry harder.
“Oh but Sapnap, if you don’t let me fuck you, I’ll tell everyone your little secret.” Dream caresses Sapnaps face lightly, smiling.
“I don't want to, Dream.”
“Shh baby, you want to. We want to. Stop lying to yourself.”
“I’m not lying–” Sapnap is shut up by a finger entering his mouth.
“All that alcohol is really getting to your head” Dream laughs, “You want this and you know it,” Dream pushed through Sapnap’s thighs to touch his pussy. “Your body knows it.”
Fuck. Sapnap was wet. Did he want this?
“Come on princess, you know a whore like you could never resist an offer like this.”
Sapnap doesn't respond. He thinks. His body shows he wants it, and he does find this somewhat hot. But it's wrong, Dream shouldn't be doing this, neither should Sapnap.
“Or I’ll tell everyone that you’re actually a girl.”
Dream would tell everyone? How would that affect Sapnap? Would Sapnap lose viewers? Would Sapnap be called a girl every day? Sapnap couldn't risk anyone knowing. That's the only reason Sapnap spreads his legs open.
“See? You want it, don't you?” Dream takes his finger out Sapnap’s mouth and pats the Sapnap’s cheek softly. “I bet you dream of a cock inside your pretty pussy every night. Be glad I’m the one that’s making that dream come true.”
Dream grabs onto his cock and rubs it along Sapnap’s clit before pushing himself in. Dream grips onto Sapnap’s hips tightly and pushes in with more aggression.
“You look so pretty, our friends would love to see me fuck your pussy. God, you’re so tight for a slut.” Dream uses his hands to pull Sapnap on and off his cock.
“I love your pussy, all ready and wet for whoever.” Dream noticeably speeds up his pace when Sapnap begins to cry.
Sapnap doesn't know the worst part about this situation, if it's the fact his best friend is practically raping him or the fact that he's getting turned on by it.
“How many guys fuck you every night? You probably go around sitting on as many dicks as possible, that's what all whores like you do.” Dream reached under Sapnap’s shirt to slide his hand under Sapnap's binder.
Dream pulls his binder up and plays with Sapnap’s tits. “You have such a good body, you shouldn't hide it with this stupid thing.” Dream kisses Sapnap again.
Sapnap didn't know why he wasn't defending himself. He's a boy and he deserves a boy’s body. He was not a girl, he didn't think like a girl, he doesn't dress like a girl. And all Dream did was make him feel like what he never was.
He couldn't fight back though. He couldn't affirm his identity to Dream. He could barely scream, let alone talk. And his headache worsened slightly.
“Be a good girl for me and moan, moan like the whore you are.”
“I am not a fucking girl.” Sapnap managed to say in between hot tears and a sore throat.
“Moan, bitch.” Dream places a hand on Sapnaps throat, making Sapnap near gasp in surprise. A moan spills from his mouth, and suddenly he couldn't control what noises he was making.
His moans only powered Dream’s force. Dream didn't care about Sapnap or his comfortability, only fucking Sapnap in whatever way he pleases.
“Imagine all your friends seeing you being used like the slut you are. You’d probably let them fuck you and use all your holes, being tossed around like a whore is meant to be.”
Dream’s words hurt in a way, but if anything it made Sapnap hornier. Sapnap was getting fucking horny about this? Dream was right. Sapnap wanted to get fucked.
“Dream– I'm gonna cum, please Dream, please” Sapnap begs lightly as his body harshly rocks on the bed.
“Cum, be a good girl for me.”
“I’m not a girl,” Sapnap states firmly, however, Dream laughs at it.
“If you’re not a girl, then why do you have a pussy? Huh?” Dream speeds up again, playing with Sapnap’s clit in the process.
“I don’t know–” Sapnap’s body jerks ever so slightly as he cums. His pussy pulsating on Dream’s cock. Sapnap feels disgusted with himself. He came from getting raped. Was it even rape if he liked it?
Dream would always be right, Sapnap’s a desperate cum whore.
“God baby, that feels so good. I’m gonna cum inside your beautiful pussy.” Dream slows his pace a bit, which Sapnap thanks whatever lord helped because the overstimulation was getting to him.
“Don’t cum in me!”
“Why not baby girl? You’d look so pretty with cum dripping out you. You would love to feel it, you would love to be my little cum dump.” Dream kisses Sapnap again as he cums, still fucking in and out of Sapnap; which slightly hurts both of them.
Dream quickly gets off Sapnap and wipes his dick off on Sapnap’s thighs, getting dressed right after. “Get dressed, and clean yourself up, dirty whore.” Dream promptly walks out the room like nothing ever happened.
And Sapnap lays there. He lays there as he feels the cum dripping out of him. He lays there as he thinks about it. He lays there as he can feel himself become sober.
It was his fault. He could have prevented it. It wasn't even rape, he enjoyed it. Was he a girl?