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⚠️MINORS DNI!!⚠️
Pairing: Sapnap X afab!reader
“please baby..”Sap whispered against your lips as y’all shared a sloppy kiss. “Sap— you need to work.” you say with a slight frown.
“i know— i know. just— need to be inside you. please.”he begs, receiving a sigh from you.
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“Doll, stop squirming so much. you’re— mm…distracting me.” Sapnap says, his eyes glued to the computer screen in front of him, his hand on your lower back, pushing it so it’ll arch.
“M’sorry. i’m uncomfortable in this position.” you mumble against his shoulder, pressing a kiss to it, making him smile lightly.
his cock deep in your walls felt good. But, because of the position, it made your back hurt. Which made Sapnap feel bad, he hated when his baby was in pain.
“Baby— i’m gonna cum if you keep squirming like that.” he grumbled, continuing to squirm, making you gasp when he kept his word—and came in you.
you humming against his shoulder as his cum slowly seeped through onto his gaming chair.
“Sap! your chair-“ you start to say before he cuts you off with a kiss to your lips. “it’s fine. i love when we make messes like this.” he says with a cheeky grin.
“Don’t get cocky now.” you say.
Don’t copy, translate or repost any of my work w/o my permission.
EEE HI JOVIE again i love love your writing and im so glad youve been enjoying my stuff!! anyway, sweet and simple request-- wilbur and reader having an at home dinner night :)) (if u wanna make it silly tommy could be their "waiter" LMAO)
much love !!
EEK I LOVEE THIS IDEA! ITS SO SIMPLE BUT SO GOOD AHHHHHH
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Lovely night
Who: Wilbur x f!reader
Warnings: i dont think there is anything but if there is just let me know!
Pronouns: She / they
Word count: I have no clue
Requests: @poraphia
Anything’s else: I actually liked how this turned out! thanks for the idea lovely requester!
This story is NOT proofread
Listen to this while you read! <3
Both you and Wilbur aren’t the richest people around. For you, this was absolutely fine. But for Wilbur?
Well, Wilbur is just a bit disappointed about not being able to spoil you as much as he wants. Since you both have met, he’s been obsessed with getting you little gifts and taking you to cute dates. But what he really wants to do is to be able to take you to the fancy restaurant down the street from your guy’s apartment.
He’s told you about this little problem of his and you cant help but giggle every time he mentions it. The conversation always ends with a kiss on the cheek and the same six words. “Wil, i dont need all that!” But lately he wont stop talking about it. He’s been daydreaming about you in a fancy dress and him in a fancy tux. Not the old cheep one he has for all those dumb occasions. No, he wants to be able to give you a bouquet of roses and a ring that means forever. But most of all, he wants to make you happy.
You’ve noticed that this was starting to get to him. Every time you got home he would give you a kiss and a hug -per usual- then he would start talking about this dress he saw on twitter and how beautiful it would look on you. “And that dress would be perfect for that restaurant!” And every time you say that you dont need all that, he looks like a kid being rejected of a puppy.
And so, you set up a plan. While he was gone on tour, you saved up, took cooking classes, and learned how to do your best makeup possible. You called him up one night, “Hi Wil! Are you busy?” There was a slight pause and he spoke quietly, “No, i just have to be quiet.” You gave a soft laugh and spoke quietly. “I just wanted to make sure i have the right day for when your coming back.” He raised an eyebrow and smirked, “Why?” You pouted, “Why? What, I can’t miss my boyfriend?”
He apologized at least 100 times before he woke Joe up. You said hi to Joe and hung up. “I love you Wil. See you soon?” You asked with a smile. “See you soon.” You hung up and silence fell on the room. You had 1 more week. You bought the dress he had mentioned 1,000 times, you made sure Tommy was free, and you made sure the house was clean. You were ready.
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“I’m two hours away.” he spoke and you could hear the boys in the back teasing him.
you fake sighed, “I guess i’ll just wait here. all alone, and sad, and-“
he stopped you, “Yeah i’ll try to hurry up.”
“No take your time, darling.”
he sighed, “All i want to do is get home and hug you.”
“Aweeee.” you put another fake eyelash on, “I miss you too baby.”
“Wilbur! The taxy is here!”
you laughed and he scoffed, “I’ll see you soon darling.”
“See you soon.” you hung up and looked at yourself in the mirror. you looked amazing. you hair was fixed, and the dress fit nicely just like wilbur said it would. everything was perfect.
2 hours: Tommy got there with a suit and a tie that was ties badly
1 hour 30 minutes: You and tommy set the table and clean the house. you fail to figure out how to tie tommy’s tie
1 hour: you start dinner and Tommy calls phil to help him tie his tie.
30 mins: you finish up dinner and you get out wilbur’s favorite wine
20 mins: you double check everything for 10 minutes
10 mins: you wake up Tommy from his nap and cehck to make sure you look good.
5 mins: you triple check that you look okay and you serve the food.
1 minute: You light the candles
0 mins: You hear a knock.
“Is that him?!?” you say with a cheerful smile. Tommy smiles, “No it’s the mailman.” he jokes. you roll your eyes and open the door. Wilbur has the biggest smile on his face and he’s holding flowers. You close the door behind you, not wanting to ruin the surprise, and jump into his arms. he gives you small kisses all around your face and neck; your giggling at his touch. he finally lets you go and you were so excited to see his reaction.
His eyes widen at the sight of you in the dress and he begins to ask questions. “YN? Where did you-“ you stopped him and grabbed his arm, interlocking your arm in his. you yelled out to tommy, “Ready!” tommy opens the door and the smell of delicious food swept through the door.
The sight of warm lighting and wine glasses were shows on the small table. Warm jazz music was playing and you couldn’t help but giggle at the sight of Wilbur. His mouth was agape and his eyes completely widened. He turned to look at Tommy, who had his hair slicked back and a napkin on his arm (still holding the door open he cleared his throat.) “Welcome Mr. Gold and Ms. LN. I have your table ready right over there. He nudged his head towards the table and you and Wilbur walked in. Tommy quickly close the door and pulled out the chairs for both you and Wilbur.
Wilbur sat down, still in shock, and looked at his plate. Tommy spoke up, “You see, we already served you food because your girlfriend here, preordered. Wilbur laughed and Tommy grabbed the wine glass. “Tell me when to stop.” He started to pour the wine and Wilbur told him to stop about halfway, you did the same.
“Anything else?” Tommy asked.
“That’ll be all. Thank you.” Tommy winked at you and nodded his head. As he walked away you turned back to Wilbur. “So?” His mouth is still slightly open but soon enough, his cheeky smile appeared back on his face.
“Well, i feel like I’m a bit underdressed.” You both laughed and spent the rest of the night talking while Tommy took photos of both of you.
— summary : will has always loved hamilton, but that's definitely not the reason he goes to see it live more than five times.
— genre : fluff
— warnings : barely any dialogue, mentions of a panic attack, food/eating, mentions of character death (reader's on-stage son dies but it's discussed for like one second)
— pairing : cc!wilbur soot x fem!actress reader
— featuring : cc!wilbur soot, cc!tommyinnit, cc!tubbo, cc!nihachu, cc!shubble, cc!jack manifold, cc!philza (with his wife), cc!ranboo (pretty much all just mentioned, will, tommy and niki are the only ones with dialogue)
— pronouns : she/her (used once, but reader does play a female character)
— word count : 1.3k
— note : reader plays eliza in 'hamilton' but you don't have to have seen the show to understand the fic. also ig this is part 2 to my willbur x musical thetre reader but it's not connected in any way to the other one.
it was opening night, and you were resisting a panic attack in your dressing room. one of the stage hands was tugging hopelessly at the skirt of your dress, desperately trying to hide your mic with the skirt. you hadn't had a rehearsal with this exact dress before, since it had had needed alterations, but you had one with a similar one, and none of the costume designers had realised your mic pack would stick out so obviously. curtains were due to open in ten, you could hear people from backstage, and no one wanted you to go onstage with a lump in your costume, which had been fitted to rest perfectly against your skin.
you were scrolling through your phone, trying desperately to calm down. you were trending on twitter along with some of your costars, and you flicked your thumb up and clicked on something random on the trending list, assuming you would just see a bunch of tweets about bitcoin or something that you didn't care about.
instead, the first tweet was from someone you had never heard of. "@ tommyinnit have you seen hamilton?" you clicked out of it, expecting to see the tag was about the show, when in reality it was about the person who tweeted. wilbur was his name, and according to the trending page, he had done a twitch stream and sung one of the songs. you hestitantly went back onto it, slightly curious. you'd never heard of this guy, but from the videos he seemed funny, goofy in a slightly awkward way. one of the responses - the top one - was a reply from tommyinnit himself, though you had no idea who he was either. it was a picture of wilbur with another guy, presumably him, with the hamilton sign in the background, waiting to get in their seats. "no, only lame people go and watch musicals."
"hey," one of the stage hands touched your elbow gently. "we got you another mic set, we got six minutes until curtain, eight 'till you're on. we got this," you helped as she undid your blouse, unhooked the mic, and you spent the next few minutes on a walkie with some of the tech crew making sure it was working properly." you had just done the top of your dress back up when you heard the opening notes play, you taking your position sidestage.
wilbur was wedged into a seat between tommy and jack, wishing he'd accepted niki's option of swapping seats. she was with ranboo, tubbo and shubble over near the aisle, while they were right in the middle. since it was opening night and the show was overwhelmingly popular, they hadn't managed to get seats all together. luckily, they could sit in groups of three, with phil and kristin sitting a few rows back. but unluckily for wilbur, tommy wouldn't shut up.
the lights were dimming, and he had to elbow the blonde boy in the rib and gesture to the stage so he didn't get shushed by someone nearby. the opening notes began and will finally allowed himself to feel excited. he watched as all the familiar characters came on, finally getting the visuals to accompany the soundtrack he fell in love with. burr, laurens, lafayette, mulligan before finally alexander hamilton himself. the only reason he knew who anyone was before their names were said was literally because he had listened to it so much he could tell their voices apart without the visual component.
you glided onstage, beige skirt billowing out as he started singing, and wilbur found his eyes glued to you. you were in the background for most of the opening number, except for when you interacted with hamilton.
tommy jabbed him in the rib, wiggling his eyebrows as he tilted his head towards you. you weren't in the first few songs much, except in the rafters, but wilbur watched you. finally, the first parts of your song came on, and he sat up straighter as he watched you and your two sisters come on.
the show was incredible, he knew it would be. the way you all moved around the stage, with the music vibrating through his hands resting on the armrests. the music, the atmosphere, the acting, they all enhanced the experience of something that already brought wilbur a great amount of joy. but when he watched as the dancers surreptitiously picked up the paper they'd thrown everywhere until the stage was clean except for you, a fake stone bench, a lantern and a bucket. he had goosebumps, watching tears roll down your cheek as the paper in your hand burned, flames slowly growing. you threw the letter down into the bucket, grabbing your long skirt and marching to the front of the stage.
he could even hear tommy and jack's breath hitch in their throats as you belted. it was a sad song, of course, but you made wilbur want to go and punch the guy who played your husband.
"she's good," tommy commented. all wilbur could do was nod. he was almost relieved when you finished your last note, not wanting to see you so heartbroken. his relief only lasted for one song, before suddenly the lights snapped down and you let out distraught scream, watching as your son died in your arms.
he was crying, jack was crying, even tommy was sniffling. the rest of the show was more political, thankfully. but for the last song, watching you stand centrestage with the entire cast behind you as you sobbed, wilbur was already mentally searching for tickets in his mind.
after that, they went to mcdonalds, tommy's phone sitting on the table vlogging them. "what did you think, will?" niki nudged him gently with her elbow.
"mhm" will looked distractedly into his fries. "good,"
when she didn't reply, his head snapped up. niki sat across from him, eyebrows raised. his cheeks burned as she laughed, not meanly, and he hoped desperately that tom would have the tact not to put that in the video.
he did eventually get three more tickets for two days later, and phil and kristin agreed to go and see the show again with him. this time he was able to focus on you in the background more since he'd already see the show.
your costume, a billowing blue dress, made you look absolutely gorgeous and will couldn't take his eyes off you. your character had one of the saddest arcs and his heart broke whenever tears welled up in your eyes. he was never able to cry on command, and the fact that you could filled him with admiration.
now, you didn't recognise everyone. you'd seen literally thousands of people over the last three days. but you saw wilbur. it helped that you already knew who he was (you'd stalked his instagram after opening night), but you noticed him the second time he came.
and the third time, a week later. it was a big theatre, but somehow your eyes zoned in on him.
perhaps it was wishful thinking on his part, but he'd made eye contact with you twice. he'd followed you on twitter after that third show and almost had a stroke when he saw you follow him back.
over the next month, two things happened:
1. he went and saw you two more times
2. phil tweeted "@ wilbursoot are we streaming tonight or are you going to watch hamilton for a sixth time?"
he'd laughed, scoffing at phil's tweet, ready to type up the site to find tickets and take a photo to continue on with the bit. then he saw your reply.
"@ wilbursoot if you're not already sick of the show, i might be able to get you some free tickets?"
summary: sapnap gets the best present from dream, you.
sapnap x fem!reader
warnings: none, just some fluff for sapnap's birthday :)
dream had been teasing sapnap for a month, telling him that he was going to get the best gift from him this year, and no one would ever be able to top it. sapnap had his doubts, thinking he was going to be getting something similar to the pokemon cards he opened on stream from dream for christmas just a couple of months prior; sapnap would be proven wrong in just a mere few hours.
y/n and and the whole self-titled dream team had been friends for as long as they could all remember, y/n being the only one who didn't have their own platform on twitch, it didn't stop her from attending streams and playing games with them all.
y/n and sapnap had always been closer than the others, or maybe it had just been in a different way than the others. they both felt like they could turn to each other with anything; long nights were spent in discord or facetime calls. y/n would listen when sapnap got annoyed by dream and sapnap would listen when y/n needed to complain about her workload, and they would always feel much better when they were done ranting.
y/n noticed her feelings had changed shortly after sapnap moved away from texas, but she wasn't sure when exactly they had changed because she was sure that they didn't happen over night, but in the hours of calls she spent with him, she noticed her heart pound and her skin feel warm at the touch just by the sound of his voice.
sapnap had always really liked her; from the start, sapnap thought that she was the prettiest person he had ever seen, and her personality matched, never not able to make him laugh, and she always knew just the right thing to say. he didn't ever think that it was anything serious though, just a crush on the only girl that ever gave him the time of day, but it never went away.
dream had gotten tired of listening to sapnap pout when y/n was at work for the few hours that he was awake when she was unable to answer (he almost always would sleep through most of her shift, only without her for a couple hours really). he got tired of listening to just how pretty she was, and how she just got him. so he did the only reasonable thing he could do as sapnap's millionaire of a roommate and bought her a plane ticket to the sunny state of florida.
y/n and dream had arranged it so that her flight would get in fairly early in florida, where punz would pick her up from the airport (due to dream’s faceless-ness) and drop her off at what she had coined as the dream team house, even though george wasn't living with them quite yet.
hopefully sapnap would be awake to answer the door, but knowing him he wouldn't so, dream made sure to be up just in case, and also to record the reaction because he was sure that sapnap would cherish the moment he met the girl of his dreams for the rest of his life, even if nothing came out of this, y/n was still his best friend, no matter how much dream would hate to admit (he was also sure that there was no shot they didn't end up together at least at some point).
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the day had finally come, when y/n was boarding a plane with shaking hands, and making it to florida on sapnap's birthday. she wasn't really sure why dream had wanted her to come so bad. surely sapnap didn't feel the same way she did, but dream insisted that she was the present he wanted to give the brunette, so she eventually gave in. dream had also convinced her by saying that sapnap would want her there to celebrate the special day, but that was besides the point.
now, she was riding in punz's car, where he would take her to see the boy that was always on her brain. she wondered if he'd even be awake yet, usually no, but he was also really excited for his birthday.
after a short drive, she was at the door, knocking and letting out a small breath. this was it. she thought, but alas, it wasn't. the door opened and she was greeted by a tall blonde. definitely not sapnap, but definitely her other friend, dream, so she didn't hesitate to pull her arms around him with a grin.
"hi! i'm glad you made it!" he patted her back and pulled back, meeting her eye, "he's still sleeping, i'm pretty sure. i tried to get him to get breakfast with me, but he told me to fuck off and he could do what he wanted on his birthday and i couldn't really argue."
"so what now? wait?" y/n didn't really want to sit on the couch with dream and pretend she wasn't freaking out, but she knew that dream wanted this to go as well as possible too, so she let him take the lead.
"nah, you go wake him up. he'll listen to you." and with that he lead you to the door that housed sapnap, and with a deep breath she was pulling the door open, and finally seeing her favorite boy in person after all these years of watching him through a screen.
she tip toed through the messy room that just screamed that it belonged to sapnap, but she didn't really pay much attention to that fact, she'd have all week to observe. once she got to the side of the bed, she looked back at dream who was leaning on the doorway with his arms crossed, smug grin already painting his face, and one hand on his phone, surely recording like promised. when he met her eyes he made a motion to do something, so she looked back at sapnap and finally shook his shoulders.
"dream, go away."
"try again." y/n said, rubbing his back, scratching lightly, and sapnap knew that wasn't dream. one eye popped open and once the she came into focus from his once blurred eye sight caused by sleep, the biggest grin appeared and the other snapped open.
"y/n?" she wasn't sure his smile could get any larger and while she was distracted by the happiness painting his face, he reached out and grabbed her, pulling her down and into his bed. "what the hell are you doing here?"
"happy birthday, brother." dream smiled, and sapnap's eyes finally snapped to the door, looking at his roommate and it clicked.
Could I request Bunnyblade and F!Witch Origin Reader who pays him in carrots to trade with villagers on her behalf (since the Witch origin makes all villagers hostile)? She gets some golden carrots and she jokingly offers them in exchange for some more explicit favors, not expecting him to accept so quickly
i love bunnyblade, my only source of serotonin.
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c!bunny!technoblade x fem!witch!reader
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based on the origins smp
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a knock at the hut door brought a smile to your face as you maneuvered your way around all of the potions and ingredients that were in your way, wrapping your hand around the door handle and pulling the old wood open where a pink bunny was waiting patiently for you to answer.
techno turned to you, his eyes looking away from phil's perch to face you, a slight slip of a smile pulling at his lips as he sees that ridiculously large witch's hat on top of your head. "bunny! hi."
you grinned and welcomed the abnormally large and bulky rabbit into your home, allowing him to sit in one of your armchairs in your living room. the bunny rolled his eyes and accepted the plate of carrot cake from you with a sigh. "i thought i told you to stop calling me bunny..."
"i'm only calling you what you are." you cheekily winked at him, scratching behind one of his long ears. a small squeak of surprise left his mouth as his ears twitched, a blush reaching his cheeks as he smacks your hand away from his head, your laughter making him huff.
looking away from you as you chuckled at his reaction, he took a bite out of the carrot cake on the plate on the coffee table, his shoulders immediately relaxing as a smile covered his face, the taste melting in his mouth and making his tail wiggle from beneath his cape. watching him with your own smile, you passed him list of what you needed from the villagers. "sorry, again, bunny... that you have to do this."
you gave him a sad smile, only to look at him in shock when he patted your head awkwardly. "it's fine. you can't help it that they don't trust you. they don't know that you're different from the others." his words of kindness was extremely appreciated, your chest warming as your hands play with the black fabric of your dress.
you smile at the bunny and hand him his payment of carrots, allowing him to stand from the chair as his red eyes light up at just the mere smell of his favourite food. "is this enough?"
you watched with careful eyes as he opened the sack up, his eyes widening as he scanned over just how many carrots were in the bag. "it's more than enough, don't worry about it. i'll be back in an hour." and off he was, speeding his way to the village with the tradeables, his carrots and the list.
techno was true to his word and he was back within an hour, the sack in his hand was much more bulkier than it was when he left and the fact that he didn't even struggle with the heavy weight made your thighs shake. "bunny!" you called out to the male as he pulled the hut door open, placing the bag down onto the kitchen table, the wood creaking under the weight.
"thank you so much, techno." you smile at him and offer him a drink and a seat near the fire. pulling your hat off, you hang it up in its rightful place near the front door, grabbing a small woven basket on your way back to the living room. standing in front of the bunny, you handed him the woven basket, his eyebrow raising in question as he placed his mug down.
"what is it?" he looked sceptical as he glances down at the cloth covered items before looking back up into your eyes. you struggled to keep eye contact with him and he knew this, a smirk going to grow on his lips before he, again, looked down at the basket.
"they're carrots... golden carrots." you watched as his eyes grew wide and his head snapped up to look at you, a slight hint of love hidden behind his pupils. "i just thought... maybe... i could ask for some more explicit favours and you can have these carrots in return." you slyly winked at the bunny and turned your back to him, bending down to place more wood on the fire.
as you were about to explain that you were joking and the golden carrots were a gift for the bunny, you felt strong hands hold onto your waist, making you jump. "it's only me, peaches." a deep voice whispered in your ear as you stood up to your full height, shivers crawling up your spine.
you looked to your right as the bunny's hands slithered up your sides, you noticed he had tossed the basket aside, completely forgot about as he pressed kisses against your neck, his ears standing tall as they twitch, smirking as he hears your breath hitch in your throat. "you didn't have to bribe me with golden carrots, peaches... you could have just asked."
you chuckled slightly and rolled your hips back, pushing against his hard cock, your eyes rolling back and your thighs shaking as just the thought of how big he was. "i didn't expect you to accept so quickly." you teased as you smirked, taking hold of techno's hands and moving them around your body, making his right grip onto your left breast while you let the other slither up the hem of your dress, his fingers slipping into your panties.
a quiet moan left your mouth as his fingers stroked your clit, falling back into his chest and reaching an arm back, your hand rubbing the back of his neck as you tilted your head back, pulling his head down to kiss his lips. as his teeth gently clamped down on your lip, his fingers slipped into your wet cunt, sending shocks through your body and making you moan into his kiss.
gripping your breast tighter and pulling you closer to him, he removed his lips from yours, biting onto the skin of your neck, leaving marks as his fingers thrusted deep inside of you, stroking against your clit with his thumb. feeling his rough fingers inside of you, you crumble in his hold and moan out his name.
"bunny... that feels so good." you whimper out as your hand tangles into his long, pink hair, your other hand reaching behind you to palm his hard cock through his slacks. "i need you, bunny."
your whines pulled a grin onto the rabbit's face, a chuckle rumbling in his chest. "okay, peaches. someone's needy." he pulls his fingers away, leaving you whimpering and begging for them to be back inside you, feeling so empty without his thick fingers spreading you open.
"i was going to give you my cock but if you're so desperate for my fingers-" you cut him off as you quickly twist around, watching him smirk down at you as you look up at him, your teasing demeaner leaving you completely as you cry for him to give you his cock. "no, no, no, no... i'm sorry. please give me your cock sir, i've been a good girl, just for you."
he nodded and pulled his slicks off, watching your eyes widen as the size of his cock was finally revealed, drooling at the thought of the stretch it would give you. you pulled your dress up around your hips as you pushed techno back onto the armchair, swinging your legs so you straddle his lap, pulling your underwear off to rub your wet cunt against his hard cock.
his hands gripped onto your hips and steadily held you up as you reached down and gripped his cock lightly, lining up the tip of his cock to your entrance. taking an inhale, you prepare yourself for the stretch of his thickness. then you slowly start to sink down onto his cock, whimper as the thickness made your eyes sting with tears.
"you okay, peaches?" techno tucked some hair behind your ear and kissed your forehead, rubbing your back in order to help soothe you as you slowly grind your hips, trying to create a more comfortable space, trying to adjust to the large size inside of you.
"mhm." you mumbled as you fell forward, resting your forehead onto techno's shoulder as you continue to grind your hips, whimpering into his shirt, desperate for more.
"do you need help, baby?" techno stroked your cheek as he smiled lovingly down at you, thrusting his hips up and into you, groaning into your ear as your cunt clamped down around him, the warmth making his cock harder than before.
you, once again, whined and nodded your head, kissing his neck. the bunny grinned and hooked his arms under your thighs, standing up and pushing you against the cabin walls, thrusting his cock into you at an inhumane pace. a shocked scream left your lips as you grip onto the bunny's biceps, thighs shaking in his hands, white spots covering your vision as all you could think about is him.
"you feel so good. so big. you're so deep... bunny... thank you. thank you for your cock." you babbled out as you threw your head back against the wall, moaning loudly as techno groaned into your neck, his ears twitching.
"god, you feel amazing... i'm gonna cum. gonna fill you up and make more bunnies."
The sound of the light snow on the roof of the cottage would hinder anyone’s ability to keep awake, but not yours. No matter how much tea you drank, you just couldn’t sleep. You were shivering far too hard sleep a wink. You sat in a massive leather couch, draped in a large wool blanket, waiting for your lover to return home. You and Techno had shared this cabin for a few months and now with Phil, but Phil was gone for the month due to the cold.
You were snapped out of your thoughts by the sound of the door opening. As the sound of heavy boots stepped across the room to you, you were too cold to bring yourself to get up or ever turn your head to see who had just walked in.
“Y/n why are you still awake, it’s the middle of the night?” Techno asked you as he walked over and leaned now to face you, clearly worried. You reached out your hand to his which caused him to immediately tense.
“Christ y/n, you’re completely frozen,” he exclaimed in a worried tone. He shook off his cape and placed it around your shoulders and removed his now covered armor and sat next to you. The pink haired man picked up a book on the dresser next to him and began reading. His cape, despite its massive size, was not enough to warm you up. You turned to the tall man next to you and got an idea. You gradually scooted closer and closer to the hybrid until you were resting your head on his broad shoulders. You felt his shoulders tense at the sudden contact and his breathing hitch. You felt an arm reach around you and before you knew it you were pulled into technos lap, your back to his chest with a muscular arm wrapped around your small figure.
As he pulled you in tighter, the blush almost shot across your face. His body heat was a great comfort to as you slowly relaxed into the embrace. Your eyes became heavy as his heart beat began to lull you to sleep. You decided to shift to get more comfortable, causing a low grunt form him.
“Baby, I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” he growled in your ear. You didn’t know what he meant until you felt a bulge in his pants beneath you. Your face became ever redder as you thought about your situation. You had to admit that you had thought about being physical with him, but you always found his stature intimidating. When ever he had kissed you, you always found that he would be careful. He always acted like he was surpressing something or at least trying to restrain himself. You knew he wanted more and so did you.
You continued to shift, intentionally making it appear that you didn’t know what you were doing. You felt the tent grow, proving your assumption that he was packing. You felt his hands roughly grab your waist.
“What the hell do you think you are doing,” his low voice groaned in your ear, completely turning you on. He spun you around to face him and you acted quickly, smashing your lips onto his. He melted in to the kiss but as it got rougher, Techno pulled back.
“Love, what’s wrong,” you asked now worried that something was up with him.
“Please don’t get me started, I don’t want to hurt you or force you to do something you don’t want,” he looked sweetly and apologetically in your eyes.
“But I want this so please don’t worry about me” you told him In a loving voice, clutching his face in your small hand.
“Fuck I love you y/n,” Technoblade said as he reconnected your lips.
You palmed the large bulge in his pants, earring a grunt from him which made you proud. You took advantage of the newly gained self confidence and slowly slipped down to the floor between technos legs. Kneeling in front of him, you looked up at the hybrid to ask for permission to continue, earning a nod in response. You unzipped his pants, freeing his already semi hard large member. You were stunned for a second. A mix of fear and arrousal filled you as you stared at his massive size.
“Like what you see?” Techno asked in an amused tone. You rolled to eyes to hide your embarrassment earning you a chuckle from him. After staring at his size for a moment, you connected your lips with the tip of his member. You swirled your tongue again the tip to tease him before taking as much as you could in you mouth.
“F-fuck y/n,” he shuttered, “Such a good girl taking me in this much” you boded your head at a slow rhythmic pace, enjoying the deep groans that came from his mouth. You felt a hand snake into your hair, pushing you farther onto his cock causing you to gag. Tears welled up in your eyes yet you kept going, increasing your pace. What ever you couldn’t fit in your mouth, you stroked with your hand, allowing your other hand to slip into your soaked woman-hood to increase your pleasure.
“Baby, fuck I’m close,” he said fighting his grip on your hair and increasing your pace. He began to face fuck you till he reached his climax, cumming in your mouth. You opened your mouth to show him his work then abruptly swallowed it all.
“Damn darling, you are so beautiful.” he said, lovingly admiring you, cupping you cheek with his large hand. This tender moment was shattered by the sound of a polar bears snort.
“Oh shit I forgot he was here,” you giggled, mostly at Techno blades horrified expression of realization. He quickly got up and re-zipped his pants.
“Let me take care of him and you head into the bedroom, don’t think this is over,”
“Oh, I know,” you responded, giving techno a flirty wink before heading into his bedroom. You removed what little you were wearing until you were only in a lace bra and matching panties. You sat on top of the sheets starting to get bored. Excitedly, you thought about what you had just done and what you were about to do. Imagining his massive member inside you, you slipped your hand into your panties and began pumping a finger in and out of your soaked womanhood. You were so in the moment that you failed to first notice that your boyfriend had walked into the room.
“What an impatentet girl you are,” Techno amusedly said as he walked over to your still body, “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you,” Techno removed your hand from you and got on the bed, sitting in-between your bare legs. With a slow gentle movement he began to caress and kiss your upper-inner thigh, sucking at the places that made you moan the loudest. You lightly whimpered at the teasing, which only make it go on longer. His kisses were now directed onto your stomach and chest. Between each gentle kiss, he muttered praises about your body and about how beautiful you were. You were so lost in the happiness of this gentle moment, that you gasped when you felt a finger push into you. Sense techno had MUCH bigger hands than you did, it felt different causing you to moan loudly.
“It’s ok love, just getting you ready. Tell me if this is too much, Ok?” He asked you gently. You nodded in response as he began to pump his finger in and out of you. The pink haired man kissed your cheek before inserting another finger and scissoring you. You were a whimpering mess and just couldn’t take this teasing anymore.
“Are you ready love?” he asked
“Not quite, this seems a little unfair” you joke in repose
“How?” He asked in genuine confusion.
“I can’t just be the only one fully naked while you get to keep on your clothes,” You wine. Techno chuckled in response, “fine.” He quickly began to strip off his clothes, very aware that you were staring. Honestly, who could blame you? His toned chest was covered in scars which you found yourself admiring. When he was completely bare, Techno returned to the bed, laying on top of you and positioning himself at your entrance. With a nod, he slowly pushed himself in. You loudly moaned at his size as tears formed in your eyes. He stoped, taking a second to wipe your tears and kiss your forehead. It took you a second to adjust, allowing the pain to slowly turn into pleasure. When you were ready, Techno pulled out and pushed himself back in causing you to scream in pleasure. He continued to thrust at a slow pace, still holding back.
“f-faster, fuck techno please.” you begged placing a hand on his chest. He began to pick up his pace. He repositioned himself, burying his head in your neck. You tangled your arms into his, now messy, pink hair and wrapped your legs around his waist allowing him to go deeper into you. He groaned in your ear at every hard thrust as you were just absolutely screaming in pleasure.
You soon felt a knot in your stomach begin to tighten.
“T-Techno, I’m gonna—,” You moaned into his ear. He lifted his head up to meet your gase.
“Be a good girl and cum for me y/n, let it all out” he sweetly said, pushing you over the edge. You loudly moaned into your climax as techno slowed his movement, allowing your to ride it out. Your mind went blank as the ecstasy washed over you. You had never experienced more pleasure in your life. As the orgasm dried out, techno speed up his pace. The feeling of overstimulation complely took you over, causing you to moan louder than before. You had no vocabulary at this point outside of “Fuck” and “Techno”, everything else was just found moans. You soon noticed that Techno’s movements became much rougher and sloppier.
“Fuck, Y/n, I’m close,” he said slowing down to pull out of you.
“Techno, wait please, inside,” was all you could manage to say in your state. This seemed to awaken something in techno as he placed your lug over his shoulder. He rammed into you, fucking you at a now inhuman speed. You felt your second orgasm rise and your walls tighten. Techno gave a loud groan as he released inside of you, filling you up. You locked lips with him in a gentle kiss, riding out your orgasms. By the time Techno pulled out of you, you were both painting messes.
As the pink haired man pulled up the covers onto both of you, you were snuggled into his chest. “Tech, baby that was amazing,” you said.
“It really was, I hope you’re warm now at least,” he joked. You gave a light chuckle as you felt your eyelids drop.
“I love you so much y/n” he whispered gently into your ear. Techno pulled you close and began to hum a song as your slipped away into unconsciousness.
Author’s note: Thank you so much for reading. If you have any request and prompts send your requests to @dearthearose which is the account I use for all of this. Hope you enjoyed and have a lovely day/night!!~ JMI
