hello! i hope you’re doing okay, this is my first time ever requesting something. but just imagine y/n being all needy while sapnap’s streaming and teases the hell out of him, he ends up abruptly ending the streams and as punishment he tells them to ride his thigh, but he just keeps edging them. can i be apple anon? :]] thank you and have a good day/night! <33
I’m honored to be your first, Apple, and I hope to hear from you more! I love Sapnap so feel free to send all your thoughts my way ;)
You preened as your boyfriend reached down to give you a pat on the cheek and ruffle your hair before returning his attention to his stream. You’d been incredibly embarrassed when you initially asked him if you could hang out under his desk while he streamed, but now it was a habit. He piled some blankets and pillows down there for you and you loved feeling close to him when you couldn’t really hang out. He was so sweet to you. Sweet, kind, caring- very caring, always putting you first- your pleasure first…
You glanced up at him. You could only see his waist down, but all you were really concerned with the space between his thighs. Specifically his dick that you could see pushing against his basketball shorts- he wasn’t hard, just big. You leaned closer to him, peeking up at his face from between his knees. He was completely focused on his monitor- he wouldn’t be quitting for a while. You huffed with a pout, leaning your cheek against his knee. He glanced down at you, offering a sweet smile before turning back to whatever he was playing.
Your gaze flicked between his handsome face as he focused and his dick. Maybe… You brought your hand up and started rubbing up and down his inner calf. A smile pulled on his lips but no other reaction. You turned your head and placed a kiss on his knee. No reaction. You dragged your hand up higher until your fingers were dipping under the hem of his shorts. You didn’t wait long before you were rubbing his thigh over his shorts, fingers gently skimming over your prize.
He grunted and you heard him clack as his keyboard. “What are you doing, darlin’?”
You pouted, feigning innocence. “I just wanna play,”
He shook his head at you and unmuted on his stream. Was that permission to continue? No. Were you going to continue since he didn’t explicitly tell you to stop? Yes.
You licked your lips to get them nice and wet and leaned forward, placing a wet kiss right on his head through his shorts. You grinned as he cut off his own growl, telling his chat some excuse of kicking his desk. You rubbed your cheek against him, knowing how much he got off on you acting so needy for him, even if he wouldn’t admit it. Your hand worked up and down the shaft until you were sure his clothes were getting uncomfortable. You’d be a good lover and take them off for him, you decided.
No sooner did you tug on his waistband were both your wrists in one of his hands. You whimpered in surprise as he bid his stream a hasty goodbye and his headphones hit the desk with a loud noise- something was probably broken. “Get up here, darlin’,” he growled, tugging you up until you were on his lap. He was so much bigger than you and he manspreads like a motherfucker so you ended up straddling one thigh as he held your trapped hands behind your back. “You just love to cause trouble, don’t you?” He raised an eyebrow daringly as you opened your mouth to defend yourself and you snapped it shut. “You know the rules about being a little tease when I’m streaming,” he patiently said, grabbing a cap off his desk and pulling your hands through the hole at the back- not the most effective bindings, but you knew better than to try and get out of anything he put you in. “Come on, then,” he said, leaning back and tapping your thigh. “You wanted to play: play. Get yourself off on my thigh if you’re so desperate, baby.”
You whined, but didn’t argue, instead getting to work rocking yourself back and forth over his thigh. Of course, if you thought this would be easy after your little stunt you didn’t know him well enough. He tensed the muscle to give you a firmer surface to grind on, he bounced his knee randomly to send sparks of pleasure up your spine, and just as you thought you might actually come fully clothed just from grinding on his thigh- he held your hips still.
“No- please, please, please-”
“Oh, poor baby,” he cooed, wiping away your tears. “Did someone think they were going to come so easy after they disobeyed the rules? No, no, baby, you’re going to chase your high humping my leg like a bitch in heat and maybe if I think you’ve worked hard enough for it I’ll let you come.” He used his grip on your hips to roughly drag you back and forth. “Now get to it, darlin’”
