¡¡KLITZ SITTING ON YOUR LAP!!
anyone else really want a nice, shy, lanky, quiet, pathetic harvard nerd boy to come sit on their lap or is it just me???
no gender mentioned but the term “role reversal” is mentioned once or twice
also this is formatted half like a fanfic and half like headcannons
sfw & nsfw
SFW~
•he almost had a stroke initiating a kiss after you asked him out and that kiss took him weeks of eli and matt hyping him up.
•there’s no way he would ever sit on your lap purposefully.
•especially since he felt he was too tall to be babied like that which is absolute nonsense imo
•once eli jokingly sat in your lap and klitz almost punched him out of jealousy
•ever since then he’d dream about him sitting on your plush thighs with your arms wrapped around him
•you made yourself comfortable on his bed one day, your back against his wall and your head leaned back as you looked at your beautiful boyfriend hunched over a stack of papers.
• “klitzy, why would you invite me over if you’re just gonna do homework all day”
•you weren’t typically clingy or needy but today was just one of those days that you woke up extra appreciative of your boyfriend and wanted to appreciate him up close.
•”it’s only been an hour, plus i’m almost done..just need one more paragraph and i’m all yours..”
•when he finally stood up from finishing up his work his back and neck made an awful sequence of clicking noises as he stretched.
•he grimaced at the unpleasant stinging of a pinched nerve in between his shoulder blades.
•you stuck out your arms for him to get into and he painfully crawled up his bed to you.
•before he could get to lay in your arms you pat your thighs
•his eyebrows furrowed under his bangs
• “come onnn sit down, you know you want to” your eyebrows wiggled in a jokingly flirty way.
•he reluctantly sat down on your lap, waiting for you to push him off for his weight or the odd role reversal dynamic happening
• “why am I sitting on your lap?”
•”you’ll see, now scoot closer to me and sit up tall”
•his ears felt like they were on fire when his chest was against yours and he was now towering over you again.
•did he save a planet in his previous life??
•you looked up at him and stared in his eyes adoringly, your hands reached for his wrists and pushed them behind his back gently.
•“relax and breathe in”
•”wait, what- why-”
CRACK
•you pushed back on his arms with hard pressure and you cracked his entire back.
•he let out a loud high pitched moan at this sudden relief that you could’ve sworn you’ve heard on an adult video eli showed you
•his pale face turned bright red and he quickly hid his face in the crook of your neck
•“let’s never speak of this please”
•your hand reach up to his back and you rubbed circles in hopes he would face you again
• “you’re gonna have to look at me to make me promise you that, pretty boy”
•this touch starved boy refused to let you go the rest of the night
NSFW~
•oh boy, after he gets a taste of sitting on your lap he refuses to sit anywhere else when you’re both alone
•something about the way you pull him down to kiss him when he’s sat on you
•and when your cold hands start roaming and slide under his shirt and on his feminine-like waist
•ooh and he loves when you squeeze his thighs when you get riled up from his tongue teasing yours
•seriously how many planets did he save in his previous life because he’s in heaven
•he pops a boner when he eats a good slice of pizza so this- yeah he’s creaming his pants when you two get intimate like this
•this time however you try something a little different~~
• “why do I have to sit in front of a mirror like this, do you have some weird fetish with seeing me insecure?”
•you simply asked him to sit on your lap facing away from him in front of the mirror pantsless, this wasn’t anything crazy you were asking right??
• “trust me, you’re gonna enjoy this, also I don’t have a fetish for you insecure I have a fetish for you being humiliated by me”
•he gulped at your hands spreading his legs for him
•you were always extra handsy when he sat on your lap
•actually you’re always handsy
•but now you’re able to run your hands softly in his inner thighs, over the hot skin on his flat tummy under his shirt that you couldn’t convince him to take off in front of the mirror
•your cold fingertips ghosted over his perked nipples in hopes that you’d get some sort of reaction from him
•and that you did
•his dick visibly twitched in his boxers at your light touch and he let out a soft gasp
•you both looked at each other in the mirror with a shocked expression
•”fuck..do that again…please?”
•this time your index fingers flick up and down rapidly against the perked buds
•he throws his head back against your shoulder and every once in a while he bucks his hips in the air for some relief
•your hand reaches up to the back of his head and you push his head forward so he looks straight ahead in the mirror
•his hair is messy from thrashing around, his foggy glasses barely balancing on the tip of his nose, and his eyes were hooded, begging for relief.
• “keep your eyes open on the mirror, if you look away or close your eyes i’ll stop, deal?”
•he wants to argue but the pain between his legs is stronger than his insecurities right now so he agrees.
•when you finally give in and start jerking him off he feels euphoric
•his tip leaks another pearl of precum when your other hand starts toying with his nipple simultaneously with the fast pace you have on his dick.
• the poor touch starved boy is overstimulated with all this sudden affection
•one hand flicking his nipple, the other toying with his leaky tip, and you wrapped around him like a python around its prey
•it’s even more erotic and humiliating that you’re making him watch himself in his current euphoric state, whispering dirty words in his ear about how slutty he looks and how if any of his friends walked in he’d look so pathetic
•he could have taken his glasses off if he didn’t want to see but something in him wanted to see everything going on, wanted to see you slutting him out
•he doesn’t last long and he’s soon curling his toes and letting out a long drawn out moan as ribbons of cum shoot on his shirt
•once he recovers and his glasses clear up again he sits up and you pull his head back to attach your lips to his in a long kiss