any chance you’d ever write virgin sapnap’s first time with afab reader? :’) maybe a praise kink or something?
CONTAINS: virgin!sapnap, praise, sub!sapnap (might write something later with top!virgin!sap but idk)
it takes him a couple tries to unbuckle his pants, you watching the man carefully as he clumsily crawls up to you when he’s finished. his face burns a nice shade of red as he keeps his eyes everywhere but your face.
“awe, sweetheart,” you coo, collecting his chin in between your thumb and forefinger, “are you embarrassed? it’s okay, baby, i’ve got you. i’ll help you, okay?”
he whimpers, nods hastily, but still doesn’t look at you and you feel your chest warm at the sight. then, you place your hand on the back of his neck and slowly tug him forward until you’re on your back and he’s leaning over you, trapped between your legs and still keeping his distance. bless his heart.
he gasps, falls forward a little when you wrap your legs around his waist in order to bring him a bit closer. you pause, feel him breathing shakily against your temple for a second, and then you let him pull back a little and offer a smile of encouragement. “this okay, baby? you feel good?” he nods quickly, practically puts his whole body weight on you as his face falls to side of your neck. he leaves a sloppy, nervous kiss there, licking and sucking and then halting and shoving his nose where his assault previously was.
you huff a laugh-filled moan, hand moving to the back of his head to play with his hair. “such a good boy, hmm? … ready to be inside of me, sap? ready to feel me, ready to fill me up so nicely?”
he whimpers, nods, pulls away with that little, nervous, close-lipped smile and face the colour of a tomato. then he pulls away, palms awkwardly at his cock for a moment, and then fumbles back for a moment to see you up close. his eyes widen a little, and you hum in amusement as his nose turns as red as the rest of him and he presses a tentative kiss to the bottom of your stomach.
“pretty,” he mumbles shyly, and then he’s waiting for you to tell him what to do next. he knows, of course he does, he was a teenaged boy, after all, but he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable or go too fast or anything, so…
you pull him closer this time, directing him to where he will finally, finally fill you up. by the time his head is halfway in he’s letting out this loud, needy whine that doesn’t finish until he’s balls deep. he pants, ruts a little, waits for your permission to move, melts when he hears your silky moans next to his ear.
your legs end up at your shoulders at some point, and then he’s moving against you, rutting a little messily, but you can tell he’s doing his best not to nut in you right away, so you let him do this for a moment before you shift him slightly, show him how to hit your sweet spot, eyes rolling back as he does.
and the way he smiles down at you when that first, pleasure-filled moan rips out of your throat…
you’ll never forget it.










