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Holy frijoles— 😳

Giving up already? You sure melt easily for a guy who loves to dish out 🙃 . In case you've never thought about Ler Kenma.. You're welcome 🤣😎🔥 I just had to after the last time skip drawing 🤣🤣👌✨ (Uncesored version can be found on DA, link is in my pinned post)

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(I read the fic on ao3 already)

Cross Faded

Sapnap x George

Warnings: Smoking W33d and Alcohol Consumption

With Dream in California and George bored he went to Sapnap’s room and found him high out of his mind, listening to low-fi. He brought a few bottles of different alcohols and asked Sap to drink with him, which he agreed. They drank for a while, giggling at each other, slowly getting more and more touchy, knocking down two and a half bottles.

"What were you doing in here before I came?"

"I smoked, I actually wanna smoke a little more now, you want some?" George went quiet for a minute, staring at the bong Sapnap pulled out haphazardly.

"You don't have to George, I was just offering." Sapnap reassures when he was met with silence. He packed the bong with methodical hands, George watched his hands with hooded eyes, his fingers making his spine tingle. He watched Sapnap lift the bong up to his lips, sparking the lighter to light the bud. Watching closely as he inhaled slowly, expertly taking a large hit and blowing the smoke up instead of in George’s face. The shape of his jaw on full display, the smoke flowing from his plump pink lips, George felt dizzy. Normally he would scrunch up his face at the smell of the marijuana but in his drunken haze he just jutted his chin towards Sapnap.

"I wanna try, I've never done it though..."

"I'll teach ya." Sapnap’s pupils were blown wide, he shuffled in front of George, holding the mouth of the bong up to him.

"Put your mouth on this like I did." George leaned forward, copying what he saw Sapnap do a minute ago, looking up at him for approval.

"Perfect, now I'm gonna light this part, when I pull back, suck deep, don't take too much since it's your first time. When you're done, pull back and suck in, then exhale." He explained slowly with hooded eyes, waiting for George to nod in understanding. He carefully lit the bud again, letting it burn slightly.

"Suck." He instructed, making eye contact, George thought he might pass out. He did as instructed, noticing how Sapnap watched the tube, watching how much he took before pulling it back for him. He gently cupped George’s face, tilting it up.

"Blow." George exhaled slowly as instructed, coughing harshly after.

"That's normal don't worry, you did great!" He said patting his back. They went back and forth for a while, George felt the effects slowly creeping as he complained about the coughing.

"We can try shottgunning?"

"What's shotgunning?" Sapnap raised his eyebrows at George as he ripped a massive hit before putting his stuff on his bedside table. He grabbed George’s face before leaning in, stopping just before their lips touched.

"Suck." He whispered, blowing the smoke into his mouth. George sucked the second hand smoke, blowing it out afterwards, not coughing. George couldn't stop himself anymore, he climbed onto Sapnap’s lap, slotting their lips together. He tasted like the smoke and smooth cognac, George tasted like pink lemonade svedka and the coke he used as a chaser. He licked the back of his teeth, feeling Sapnap’s tongue push back, claiming him almost immediately. George moaned into his mouth, he clung to him, slowly rocking his hips. Both gently tugging each other's hair. George began panting against his lips as Sapnap sucked his tongue, bit his lip, and grabbed his ass, massaging it. George held onto him tightly, whining as Sapnap kissed down his neck. Sapnap slapped his plump behind, sucking hickeys and leaving bite marks all over his sensitive neck, George had a clear bulge in his sweatpants when Sapnap flipped them over. George laid flat on his back with his legs open, letting Sapnap grind into his heat. He moaned loudly when Sapnap slipped his hand under his loose t-shirt to play with his nipples, pinching, flicking, rubbing them, all while sucking on his sweet spot under his ear.

"S-s-saaapnaaap~ Fuck, I'm close!" George whined, rocking his hips up to chase his orgasm. Sapnap heard the front door open, indicating that Dream had returned from California. He slapped his hand over George’s mouth, unwillingly muffling his pornagraphic moans. He sped up significantly, watching George’s eyes cross and roll back as his throaty whines sped up and got higher pitched. George’s back arched up and his legs shook before the clamped around Sapnap, he clung to Sapnap tight, heaving into his neck as he came down from his orgasm.

"Breathe beautiful~ you did real good~ we should change you out of these though, before it dries and gets gross. Plus Dream is back and I don't think you want to see him in jizz pants." George nodded sleepily, still loopy from his orgasm and his high. He let Sapnap change him into a pair of his boxers and shorts.

"We definitely need to do that again... preferably uninterrupted next time."

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dnf kissing in the kitchen is my roman empire

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I STAYED UP FOR THIS AND IT WAS SO FUCKING WORTH IT YAAAAAAAAA— 😆😆😆😆❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Worshipping Woes Part Two (Dream x GeorgeNotFound)

Word count: 1551

Warning: Nsfw!!! Tickling. Mouth tickles.

(Part one is here!!)

“George.”, Dream whispered into the man’s ear and brushed his lips against it until he giggled and pushed him away.

“What?”, he asked, trying to sound as annoyed as possible. Dream only laughed and peppered his face with kisses.

“I love you so much.”.

They were cuddled up in bed together in the warm morning light, naked. The night before they had explored Dream’s hidden kink and had fallen asleep wrapped together.

“I think I have more kinks to tell you about.”, Dream murmured against George’s neck and pulled him in closer.

“Like what?”.

“I think it’s you. I think you’re my kink.”. George scoffed and pretended to pull away. “Stay still.”, he said, huffing in amusement and nipping George’s neck to make him squeak. “Can I worship you more?”.

“Dream, I barely survived that.”, George blushed. Memories from the night before flooded back; George writhing and shaking with laughter as Dream got off on tickling him senseless. That devious mouth on his toes and soles driving him mad. He scrunched his toes just thinking about it.

“I want to worship a different part of you.”. Dream rolled on top of George and lifted his arm up, pressing it softly against the bed above his head. George gasped and shoved at Dream’s chest.

“Hey!! Dream!!”, he squeaked in panic.

Dream dragged a finger lightly down the slightly sweaty patch of skin and hair under George’s arm. The man squealed.

“Oh, come on.”, he smirked.

“Dream you can’t!!”.

“Please? I’ll go so soft on you baby.”, he said slowly, widening his eyes and batting his eyelashes. George groaned. Dream leaned down and captured his lips in a kiss. With the slow loving movement, George melted. “Come on, baby.”, he murmured against the lips. He released his arm and pressed his big fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp slowly as he kissed him stupid. George only whimpered and wrapped himself around Dream, helpless to the love. “You know I’ll take care of you.”, the sweet words were spoken right into sweet lips.

Always so helpless.

~•~

“George!”, Dream gasped in surprise.

“I know I know, just shut up.”.

“But you-“.

“I know! Shut up.”. They stared at each other. George was on his back with his arms folded behind his head, baring his now bare underarms to Dream. Since the morning he had apparently shaved or waxed them.

“You’re so pretty.”, Dream whispered, blooming a blush on George’s cheeks.

“Shut up.”, he hissed back, humiliated.

George was in just his little boxers, squirming under Dream who was completely naked. His large member was definitely interested, but mostly just still against George’s stomach,

“How did I get so lucky?”, Dream asked, his voice filled with wonder. George squeezed his eyes shut. Dream fluttered his fingertips across the open underarms and George jumped.

“Oh fuck, how am I going to do this?”.

“They are so soft…”, Dream murmured, entranced. He trailed the very tips of his fingers against the area and George broke into shaky giggles. “They are so soft and pretty…”. George huffed and giggled into the air, dropping his head back as he squirmed. “Are you wearing deodorant?”.

“N-no, I just shaved them and showered. Is that good?”.

Dream startled him by diving down quickly and shoving his face into his left underarm. George tensed and burst out laughing as Dream grabbed him and snuffled directly into the sensitive area.

“Dream! Dream!!!”, he cried and shoved at him helplessly. There was a large hand on his forearm keeping his arm straight up and still, and another one pressing his chest down to the bed to keep him in place. “That tickles!!!”, he squealed. Dream was sniffing obnoxiously right into the sensitive skin. George dropped his head back and laughed, squirming wildly. “Dreeeam!!”. But, the other man only nuzzled his nose and lips against the skin, inhaling loudly and then sniffing it quickly. George squealed and kicked his legs out. “Stop being a freak!!!”.

He gasped out loudly when Dream finally pulled away. He was practically shaking from the strange attack.

“You smell good.”, Dream said with a deadly grin. Clearly, just messing around.

“You said you would worship me! You’re just torturing me!”.

“Nono baby, this is worship. Here.”, he shook his head and dove back down to the open armpit again. George squeaked in fear at the movement, trying and failing to break free from Dream’s grip. A sloppy open mouth kiss was pressed right in the middle of the sensitive area, drawing hysterical giggles from the small man.

“Noo!”, he cried. A warm tongue pressed into the skin and soon was exploring.

“You taste so good baby…”, Dream murmured into the skin and dragged his open mouth across it. George was beside himself with giggles. “Mmmm so good…”. The noises were vulgar; Dream moaning as he sloppily kissed all inside the ticklish and defenseless underarm.

“Dream…”, he whined through his giggles.

“Yeah baby, stay just like that. Keep squirming.”, Dream murmured. George gasped at the words, realizing what was going on. Dream’s hard heat was trapped between their stomachs as he bent down to deliver the affectionate torture.

Dream moaned as he jerked his hips into the feeling and lovingly moved his mouth against the skin. George was making the prettiest noises for him, just whimpering and giggling. It was a dizzying mix of George being a toy, but also a thing to be worshiped. Used, but appreciated. Every swipe of his tongue was bringing forward the most precious squeals and Dream didn’t know how to stop. His senses were filled with George and love. It felt so good. So fucking…

Dream sat up suddenly, panting. His arousal twitched desperately in the open air, no longer stimulated and not able to finish. George went limp, only letting out a trail of little giggles.

“That was crazy. You’re so crazy today….”, he whined. Dream smiled at him, a little dazed. He hadn’t meant to start humping him like a bad dog and his head was swimming with how close to orgasm he had gotten.

“I’m just a little obsessed with you George.”.

“I know.”.

He let go of his arm and grabbed the other, pinning it straight up to the bed and peppering kisses down it. George burst into giggles,

“No no! We are done!!”. But, Dream only shook his head and started peppering the kisses right into the open underarm. George squeaked and kicked at the bed for a few seconds, then tried to shove him away. This only got his wrist snatched and pinned like the other. “Dream!”. He was only shushed. Effortlessly, Dream passed the newly secured wrist into his other hand and pinned them in place with only one. The devious hand trailed down the arm and right into the other armpit, teasing into it. George squealed and bucked.

“Are you going to be good or bad?”, Dream let his lips brush against the sensitive skin.

“You’re an idiot!”.

“I’m either going to pleasure you or torture you. Either way, I’m going to get off. Which do you prefer?”. George gasped at the words. Dream’s fingers came to life in the other armpit, suddenly tickling him fast,

“No! Please!”, George cried and burst out laughing. It was like electricity shooting through his body and making him convulse. “Okay!! Okay pleasure!!”.

“Good boy.”, he coo’ed.

The evil hand danced down his small chest and found a sensitive bud perked to attention.

“Such a good boy for me…”, he whispered and started to gently play with the bud. George whimpered and arched into the touch. He got to enjoy it for a full five seconds before there was a ticklish brush of lips against his open armpit again. He jolted a little, soft giggles pouring from his lips as the sensations twirled into a confusing mix inside of him.

Dream groaned in appreciation at his movement, slowly rocking his hips against him. His pulsing arousal was pinned between their stomachs. His large hand molded to the side of his chest and his thumb caught his nipple, wiggling it fast. George keened, overwhelmed with all the touch. A few squeaks escaped him as Dream pressed sloppy open mouth kisses against his open underarm.

“So good baby…just like that…”, he murmured as he grinded against him, dragging his tongue across the sensitive skin. Sneaky fingers abandoned his nipple and crawled back up to his other armpit.

“Dream!”, he whined and burst into giggles.

George dropped his head back against the pillow and writhed, sweet little hysterical giggles pouring out of him as he was used. Dream panted and moaned against the armpit, kissing it hungrily. His hand teased gently at the skin of the other, fingertips just barely touching and driving George completely mad. George’s wrists were pinned above his head and he was completely helpless. Between them, Dream was hard and pulsing as he used the friction between them to get off.

It wasn’t long before he lost himself in the pleasure. A small mess exploded between them and Dream whined into the wet armpit.

“I love you…oh I love you so much…fuck…”, he whimpered, breathless from his finish.

“Suck a freak.”, George shook his head with a giggle. Dream sat up and they both stared down at George’s stomach.

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Literally lost my breath when I saw this 😳

no cause how am I suppose to react this this is a normal way his shorts are stretched so tight and they're so short and he's just sitting man spreading like hes not killing me slowly I need him so bad oh god

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this was a very quick doodle and i'm a little nervous to post it but i still like it a lot so! i hope you like it too :)

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Self Control (dnf)

Word count: 1830

Warning: Very very NSFW, tickling, and foot tickles.

"Dream...", he whined breathlessly. Flushed and sounding beyond wrecked. George shook with another squeak and clung to Dream. "Fuck, you have to stop that...".

But, he couldn't. Dream was addicted to George's squirming and every pretty noise that bubbled out of him.

Their innocent make-out session on the couch had turned explicit in no time. With George's small frame straddling his lap, Dream stood no chance. Clothes were flung as they clamored to be as close as possible.

George's desperate moans were swallowed by Dream as he used lube-slicked fingers to open him up. Quickly, they were a mess of whimpers and whines as their arousals slid together from the position. It was everything.

When George finally pulled up and slipped Dream deep inside, he was sure it was perfect. His face buried in Dream’s neck as the large hands held his waist and rocked them at the best angle possible. The picture of eroticism and romance.

Dream was in a more playful mood, though. He delivered a few quick squeezes up George’s terribly ticklish sides to test the waters. And man was it perfect. The strangled squeal he let out was beautiful. He squirmed at the sensation and was quickly thrown into a deep pleasure from the movement. George became a mess of whimpers and giggles. His small body writhed on Dream’s lap and they both moaned.

"Stop being an asshole.", George panted. He buried his hands in his curls and tugged roughly, punishingly. It only made Dream snap his head back with a moan and deliver a quick squeeze to his waist, causing another round of squeaky noises and squirming that left them both dizzy.

"Fuck...", Dream whimpered. George groaned.

George's hands flitted around for a few seconds before he tightly wrapped his arms around Dream's neck.

"Just this once...", he murmured. Dream could actually feel the heat of George's flustered blush. Connected in a deep kiss again, muffled noises echoed through Dream’s core as he let his fingers play with George’s ticklish body.

He fell apart faster than ever in his devilish lover’s arms. A hot blush crawled down his neck as he struggled through all the feelings. George whined and whimpered, arms only tightening around Dream’s neck as he felt his mind slip away. Ticklish electric shocks kept his body moving, forcing the constant pleasure to zip up his spine. Dream’s devious fingers were unrelenting, teasing his writhing naked body with the most torturous touch. The soft tickles were maddening.

His head dropped back and he let the noises escape out into the room. Oh, they were more embarrassing than he thought they would be. Whimpers that slid off into choked giggles. Sudden squeals that punched their way out between his whines and gasps. And the pornographic moans that ripped from his throat when his squirming drove a devastating pleasure against the sweet spot inside of him. A hot shame sizzled along his nerves, but he was unable to hold a single noise back.

Dream panted as he helped the other man ride him properly while tickling him senseless. George was beautiful like this. A mess, really. His eyelashes fluttered, releasing a few of those pretty tears down his red cheeks. He looked less like a man and more like an ethereal creature seeking nothing but touch. Dream felt like he was losing his mind alongside him. The small waist in his grip was shaking worse by the minute. George was almost vibrating.

“You’re perfect…”, Dream whispered. His chest ached with love. How did he get so lucky?

“Dre-”, George murmured back, only to cut off with an anguished cry. Dream’s sneaky fingers had teased just right at sensitive hip bones.

“I love you so much.”, Dream smiled dopely. George whined and tried to duck down, but only ended up with his hands flat against Dream’s chest and his face even closer. “You can let go baby, for me.”.

George gasped. Apparently his body was nothing but pliant for Dream’s commands.

Normally when he finished, it was pretty quiet. Silent convulsions with sweet little gasps and squeaks. Tonight was different. George shocked both of them by throwing his head back and letting out a loud shaky cry. It seemed to roll through him. Small hands clutched at Dream’s shoulders as George’s finish took him out of his body. Pleasure filled him until it was blinding and deafening. Large hands guided his hips through the orgasm. After a mind numbing amount of time, the demanding and overwhelming claws of pleasure released George and dropped him against Dream’s chest. Finishing untouched.

“Fuck…”, Dream muttered, almost stunned at the scene. After just a few small thrusts, he was lost. Shaking as he clutched the smaller man to him. His vision whited as his body took over and pressed deeper inside to release his soul. It truly felt like he was trading everything in him with everything in George. Each time they laid together, more was exchanged.

“I love you.”, George whimpered the words quietly.

Dream pulled back and cupped George’s wet face.

“I love you George.”, he whispered back. They connected together in a weak kiss, just swapping saliva. So weak together. Weak for each other. “I love you.”, he mumbled again, directly into George’s pliant lips. He moved his thumbs under his eyes and smiled at the tears that seemed to be unending. “My baby…”. George whined and knocked his hands away, ducking down and hiding his face in his neck again.

“You’re an asshole.”, he muttered, wrapping his arms around his tingling midsection. “Do you think I’m not getting a turn?”. Dream chuckled in amusement before the words set in.

“Wait, huh?”.

“Next time we have sex, you’re getting tickled.”.

“What, like during it?”, Dream spoke slowly, the world fading back in. George huffed in play-annoyance.

“You’re an idiot.”, he said back, smile audible.

“But I don’t think…uhh. Like I could sit still like you. During it.”, Dream stumbled through his words. George laughed.

“What, you want me to tie you up?”.

“George.”, he gasped the name, scandalized.

~•~

The handcuffs were kept on the bed as a reminder that Dream needed to be a good boy.

“George.”, he whined.

From the moment Dream had been turned to face away from George, he had turned into a subby mess.

George was laid out on his back on their bed. On top, Dream squirmed incessantly. George grunted and grabbed his hips.

“Relax, I need to get you in position.”. Dream whined, again. “Shut up.”, he warned.

Dream was actually trying extremely hard to be good for his impatient lover, but he felt like his mind was melting at the idea of a ticklish sensation on his feet joining the already overwhelming sensation of George so deep inside of him. Small hands grabbed his ankles and pulled them further back, his bare feet now on display on George’s chest. Desperately, he held in a whimper.

“Reverse cow…boy.”, George noted quietly, way too proud of himself.

“You’re an idiot.”.

“What! That’s what this is!”, he laughed. The vibrations had Dream quaking and he held his breath, fighting back an overreaction that was begging to escape from how worked up he was.

George trailed his fingertips down the soles perched on his chest and startled a squeak from Dream.

“Fuck, George I can’t…fuck.”, he struggled, slipping into a pathetic sounding moan as his squirming drove a startling pleasure against his sweet spot inside. Stars flickered across his vision. “Fuck…”, he whimpered. The feet twitched on George’s chest, so vulnerable and sensitive.

“Ticklish?”, he asked, coyly. And that’s where the teasing touches ended.

Quick fingers scribbled down the soles and went for the toes. Dream cried out, curling down and squirming with a strangled mix of moans and whines.

“George!”, he complained, but a high pitched laugh rolled through him and had him slapping George’s legs under him. “Let up!!”, he whined loudly. He nearly doubled over again and a shout ripped from his throat. “Please!!”, Dream gasped out. The sensations were so confusing. George was relentless, his fingertips petting over the pads of the toes and wiggling between them. Frantic giggles danced along Dream’s strange cries of anguish and pleasure. “This is so fucked up…”.

George was a little shocked at how much he was loving this. Dream’s squirming and shaking was driving him crazy. His mind fuzzed as his hips started to jerk up into Dream’s heat. He groaned loudly and ignored the pleas. He let his fingers dance up the soles and watch Dream jump. A cry of pleasure left them both as he sunk back down with George deep inside.

“You feel so fucking good…”, George said in a daze. He could barely think. “You like that baby? Huh? Does it tickle? That’s my good boy.”. The mix of teases and praise had Dream shaking.

“George…”, he whimpered. Stunted little giggles were stuttering out of him through his moans. George’s devious fingers tickled up and down his soles gently. The position had George pounding so perfectly against his prostate he couldn’t think of anything else to say.

How was he this close? He felt insane.

Dream whined as he tried to fight his body’s own instinct to squirm and rocked George directly where he needed him. He wrapped a hand around his own neglected length and gasped at the feeling. In just three little strokes, he was shaking as his orgasm wracked through his body. He drizzled the evidence of his finish on George’s thighs and whimpered.

“Good boy, just a little longer…”, George grunted out. He scribbled quickly at the balls of Dream’s feet and jerked up into him relentlessly, chasing his own pleasure. Dream yelped and jolted as the tickling got more intense. He held himself still and laughed openly into the air. It wasn’t long before the tickling slowed as George’s vision whited out with pleasure. His thrusts got reckless as he whined, releasing into Dream. His entire body almost vibrated as he jerked his hips into the blinding pleasure.

“Fuck…”, he murmured, going limp.

They both panted. Dream’s entire body was tingling. George reached up and weakly pet his back in praise while they recovered slowly.

Dream leaned forward and slid George out carefully, making a complete mess. Usually he would flop right on top of his lover, but he crawled off the bed and stood up.

“My legs.”, he said in explanation to George’s puzzled gaze.

“Oh. Are you okay baby?”. Dream giggled, a little giddy from the tickles and accompanying orgasm.

“Yeah, just need a hot shower. Or bath.”.

“Ooooh, yeah let’s take a bath.”, George slowly peeled himself from the bed and hugged Dream with a sleepy smile. “We are so gross right now.”, he said with a giggle. He moved his hips forward and brushed his soft wet length against Dream’s.

“Hey! No, too sensitive!”. George only giggled harder and poked Dream in his unsuspecting tummy.

“I know you are.”.

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Is this just a drittie appreciation account now, is that all I am become

I might be okay with that

You can't see his beautiful face but you can see his beautiful breast

Droobs 🤤

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I just finished them all, thank you 😅❤️

I need NSFW ao3 fic suggestions. Short prn-without-plot fics preferably. Please assist meeeeee—

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I need NSFW ao3 fic suggestions. Short prn-without-plot fics preferably. Please assist meeeeee—