I’m on a Schlatt kick recently…I really feel like people would expect him to be rough in bed bc of his online personality but I think he’s tired of it and just wants someone to reassure him that he doesn’t have to perform for them and he can let them take control and take care of him…
Maybe not full sub!schlatt but definitely softer, “giving up the reins” Schlatt
Thank you bestie for if and when you get to this <3333333
yeah ur brain is wrinkly.
i’m always thinking about how the schlatt we see is so different from irl. in one of the last episodes of chuckle sandwich ted made a comment to schlatt about how he was acting more like his normal self in the episode. (i think it was the one w markiplier?) i wish we could see more of that side of him. anyways, blurb under the cut!
You watch your lover down another swig of the brown whiskey from the dim of your phone screen. His cheeks are flushed and his eyes are flicking to the vintage clock you know is hung up behind his monitors.
His goodbye to the camera falls on deaf ears as you focus closely on the shagginess of his hair, the curve of his lips and the skin at his neck. There’s a warm sensation in your lower belly, just watching him.
When the stream ends and your phone reverts back to the twitch home screen you sigh, pressing the side button and setting your phone on the bed beside you.
In just a few moments, Schlatt is walking into your shared bedroom, clear glass bottle in hand. “Hey toots, how’s my favorite girl?”
“Happy now that you’re done.” You laugh softly, patting the comforter beside you for him to join.
The mattress shifts under the weight of him as he joins you, setting the bottle on the wooden bedside table. “Miss me?” He chuckles, pulling you into his side.
His hand that wraps around you is gentle , roaming the curve of your hips, slipping under your shirt to feel the warmth of your skin. “Very much.” You sigh, leaning into him.
A comfortable silence settles between the two of you, your head on his chest, listening to how his heartbeat slows. His thick fingers trail down the your side, riding up the cloth and exposing you to the cold air. They slip under the waistband of your pants, rubbing his big hand over your skin.
“Something you want?” You hum curiously, arching into his touch.
Schlatt lets out a heavy sigh and squeezes the soft flesh of your ass. “I’m tired.” He mumbles out, and there’s the hint of something in his breath. It’s ragged- the same breath he whispers when he’s hovering above you.
You lean forward to kiss at the scratchy skin at his jawline, a few days of forgoing to shave. “I’ll take care of you baby.”
Schlatt has always been open with the struggles he faces online, the rough online persona only a fraction of his truth. You see it in the way his shoulders slump and his eyes soften when the cameras are off, when he comes crawling into bed with you or wrapping his arms around you and pulling you in.
His cock is thick and heavy in your hand, precum leaking from the fat head as you slowly thrust at the flesh. His chest is rising with staggered breaths, eyes fixed shut and cheeks flushed.
You chuckle softly at the sight before you, running your palm over the tip and spreading the translucent release over his length. His hips twitch when you twist over his head again, and exhales.
“Just relax for me baby.” You coo at him, using your free hand to run through the thick strands of hair.
His arms reach out to you, pulling you closer into his side, your leg thrown over his, while you continue to stroke his thick cock. “Wanna see your tits.” He tugs your shirt down, letting the seam fall just under your chest. “I love your tits, fuck.” He moans as he fucks up into your hand.
“Suck on ‘em.” Your voice is stern, hand twisting and picking up speed over him, curling your fingers around him tighter.
He chuckles lowly and leans down, kneading at your breasts and rolling his thumbs over the sensitive nipples. His mouth is warm and wet over you as he wraps his lips around your left breast, keeping his fingers focused on the other. You let out a satisfied sigh when he runs his tongue over you.
“That’s it, just let me take care of you yeah?” Schlatt’s composure falters and nods his head, sucking and kneading at you while your strokes lengthen, pulling another bead of precum from him. The desperation in him builds as he spreads his legs father apart, rolling his hips up into your touch.
“Do you wanna cum?” You ask him, the ache between your legs throbbing at the sight of him before you.
His lips pull off of you with a small pop and he tilts his head up to meet your gaze. “Yeah I wanna fucking cum, jesus.”
You give him a smile as you let your thumb run over the slit at his head once more before letting his cock slip out of your grasp. “Then you’re gonna cum inside.”
The girth of him stretches you open as you sink down on his cock, your legs straddled over him, hips arched to hit that delicious angle. You can feel every vein and throb, even after countless nights of taking his length, you still feel the similar burn of him.
“You feel- fuck, so good sweetheart.” His gaze is dark, watching as his cock disappears into your tight cunt. The warmth of his palms spread across your bare skin as he takes hold on your hips, keeping you steady.
You sigh deeply when his length has bottomed out, reaching that aching throb deep inside of your heat.
The sticky scent of lust fills the bedroom as you begin to move, angling your hips and guiding his cock in and out of you in slow stokes, hands gripping onto his forearms. He keeps his grip on your hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh. Schlatt groans, head thrown back against the silk covered pillows, chest rising with heavy breaths.
“That’s it toots, keep doing that.” His voice is raspier, holding back the moans that threaten to spill from his lips.
“You’re desperate huh?” You giggle to him, leaning down to leave a trail of kisses at his jawline and up to his ear, nipping at the soft skin.
The pace of your hips quickens, moaning at the way his thick head grazes your sweet spot. Your eyes drift up to Schlatt’s dewy face. His mouth agape, one hand leaving your hip to toy with your clit.
A whine escapes your throat at the contact, grinding your hips down on his cock, thighs beginning to ache. You throw your own head back, arms resting on his calves behind you.
“Oh fuck.” He groans, his grip on your hip tightening and his thumb quickening. “Just like that baby.” His cock throbs inside of you and you sink down and pull back up- a dangerously good rhythm you’ve created.
You learn forwards towards him, hands desperately grasping at his hair, and your lips meet his. Schlatt’s hips buck up into yours, chasing his release.
When you pull away from his lips, a string of saliva connects you two and you wipe your face with your thumb, collecting the spit from your chin. With a menacing smirk, you press your thumb to his soft lips and he rolls his eyes at you, parting them, allowing you to slip the digit into his warm mouth. Your hips falter as you chuckle at him, moaning at the way he sucks at you.
“Want you to cum..” You whisper at him and you feel the way he jerks his hips up into yours, matching your pace.
You pull your thumb from his mouth and he catches his bottom lip between his teeth, eyes screwing shut.
It only takes a few more thrusts of your hips for him to groan out, spilling ropes of thick, hot cum inside of your cunt. His breathing heavy as you let yourself fall against his chest, listening to the quick sound of his heartbeat.
“Holy fuck.” He exhales, wrapping his arms around your back and holding you close. “Mm, want me to finish you off?”
You chuckle at him and press a kiss to the soft skin at his chest. “I was already gonna have you do that schlatt.”
an: sorry it was sort of rushed at the end, was fighting against the writers block :( i hope you liked!! thanks for requesting!!
I literally forgot- I have footage and can make gifs, here’s these. Because I was literally the person voting “physically assault schlatt” lol I would cheer everytime.
