#lunchclub

[bksocrazy]

ohhh that dog of mine!

[schlattslonghairytoes]

chapter one

real life!

talia's pov

"talia." 

who is tapping me.

"talia!"

"talia, why do you sleep like a semi truck, wake up!" a loud irritating voice sounds me awake.

"what the fuck" I say as i sit up and rub my eyes, when i finally open them im making direct eye contact with my roommate brittany.

"you asked me to wake you up four hours before the party! that's what i'm doing, it's five o'clock. get your dumbass up and get ready." brittnay remarks as she closes my door on her way out.

"love you!" i yell at her as a thank you for waking me up and for shutting my door. i hate when people forget to shut my door.

tonight was a party at the misfits house, i was invited by my friends charlie and ted who i met through streaming and youtube in general.

i've always hated partying all through out high school and college. im not quite sure why i said yes to charlie when he told me, but i never go out anymore, so why the hell not.

getting ready only took two hours, but i needed time as the party is about an hour away, but traffic will make that take way longer. i got in my car and began my drive, not before sending out a quick tweet. twitter!

talia😩 @taliatalks4ever

guys I'm driving without my hands on the wheel someone stop me.🙉

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@da.milkman

heres a little secret the goveremnt doesnt want you knowing, if you want one million dollars, keep those hands off ur wheel AND close your eyes. the money will pour into your bank account.

@broskination

I leave you alone for one minute and you are already in immediate danger.

reply:

@taliatalks4ever 

i feel like oj when the cops were chasing him real life!

third person perspective 

talia walked into the party, the familiar scent of weed filling her nose, the scent so relevant to her high school years and the memories attached. as she threaded through people she said her hello's to familiar faces, when she ran into a mister ted nivision.

"hi theodore!" she tapped his shoulder, and he turned around with a drink in his hand.

"talia!" he exclaimed as he wrapped his free hand around her side. "you look great, how have you been?" he asked.

"thank you teddy, ive been very good, how about you, you and maddie doing well?" talia questioned,

"no complaints on my end, here lets go say hi to charlie." ted exchanges goodbyes with the people he was talking to and lead her over to charlie and some ginger man standing to his left.

"hey guys!" ted calls to charlie and he turns around at a rapid pace, "is that teddy I hear, hey man is she here.... oh shit! talia hey!" Charlie flings his arms around her shoulders in a tight hug. the boy standing next to Charlie sticks out his hand.

"hey I'm tyler, but you may know me as hansum fella, that's my twitch name." he introduces himself. "oh I know you, you sent me a video on my try not to laugh, its nice to meet you tyler" she smiles in response.

talia has always loved the thrill of entertaining and meeting new people, throughout high school her and her best friend always talked to everyone no matter who they were, everyone deserved a chance she thought, and living by that principle kept her grateful and happy in life. 

meeting and chatting with a new person was her favorite past time, so her and tyler hit it off immediately, so much so that they continued the conversation all the way out side, sat by the pool sharing laughs over past experiences.

when all of a sudden yelling and shattering brought their attention back to earth.

they both hustled inside, and through a huge mass of people, to see what the commotion was about. only to see two large guys passed out on the floor and a tall man in timberland boots helping one of them try to stand up.

the boots bringing back memories she'd rather not remember.

"johnny you're really not thinking of buying those right? they're so ugly." she pointed towards new sneakers that actually looked nice rather then the dumb timberlands he wanted to buy. "hey unlike you walking around in your big uggs, i don't care about fashion, i need convenience and comfortableness." he said back to her comment on his new shoes. "hey my uggs are very comfortable, also I know you're failing english, but comfortableness? not a word dumbass."

the memory was bittersweet, she wished she could see her best friend again, no matter the terms they left things on, she needed her other half back. her mind went back to what was happening infront of her.

the timberland wearing man had successfully lifted the passed out guy on to the couch and the other guy (the starter of the fight) was left to his own devices. then the timberland man trudged back into the kitchen along with everyone else.

"hey wanna go back outside and keep talking?" hansum approached talia with the question, and she almost answered until she noticed something. those timberlands weren't any pair of timberlands. they had the same stain on the bottom left that her best friend's did. "yeah just give me a mintue." she stepped away from tyler.

her thoughts raced, a coincidence, it must be. it is not possible that her schlatt is all the way in california when he should be home in new york, but her mind and feet didn't seem to agree on that thought.

she followed him. feet moving at a pace way to fast with how many people were present. when she caught up she thought she was going to have a stroke.

she had seen him by now, even though he looked different, it was him, it was her best friend. same stupid yankees hat, and stupid obama sweatshirt. it had been two years since they had last seen each other, and talia, who is famously good at Irish goodbyes, decided that she would keep it that way. 

[wikipediette]

I could write a college dissertation about how what callmecarson did completely destroyed what could have been an incredibly popular group channel (lunch club) and ruined what was going to be a lot of funny people's big break

[irushhater]

do i have support if i make a cscoops crew/feverdream crew halfblood au

[waynewardspain]

https://torremolinoslunchclub.com/2023/12/19/new-irish-jims-torremolinos-2/

[codecicle]

[risingsunresistance]

ok when do we get a horribly edited fancam of tommy and tubbo set to fix you by coldplay. like the ones where it's just pictures of their skins but make sure the quality is unbearable

[jjbeert]

;(

[schlattslonghairytoes]

chapter nine

talias pov, real life!

"you two sons of bitches are going to college!" the movie fades out and i look up to schlatt, only to see him staring back down at me "hi" i say quietly "hi" he says back even quieter, schlatt isnt a shy guy, but right now he's acting like one.

"are we gonna talk about it jay, because im not sure i can handle it, but i cant stand you being mean to me anymore, not with what i had to live through in high school" i look up his face, his usual stone demeanor melting for what, to me, feels like hours

he blinks before speaking "ive never been known for my clever use of words, or being able to have difficult conversations at all, but talia im so sorry, you dont deserve that, you never did, and i guess i finally owe you a proper explanation huh?"

lets get back on track shall we? last time we saw these two dumbasses, they began their "rough period" as i like to call it, the glares across the halls, the shit talking and most importantly, the rumors.

now, talia hated drama, lets make that clear, because freshman year when someone told the whole school that she had sex with a teacher, when all she did was go to extra help, she thought her life was over, and i wont sugarcoat it. for a while it was.

but who sat with her holding her hand the whole time. a young boy by the name of jonathan schlatt, he gathered her homework on the days she missed, he tutored her in classes he didnt even take just so she wouldnt fail. so imagine her suprise when her (ex) best friend, began dating her other (ex) best friend, and her name would stop being talked about.

schlatt had asked out anabelle january 7th, almost 5 months after talia and schlatt became sworn enemies, so naturally anabelle took schlatts side, because thats what happens when you make friends who dont really care about you.

back to the rumors at hand, talia wasnt unpopular, everyone loved her, how couldnt you? i mean look at her. but what comes with slight popularity, your name always being brought up, but by then she was used to it. 

until the fateful day of febuary 14 arrived.

it was time for talias annual valentines party, when people started asking why the address had changed on the invite from previous years, she shut it down immediately, leaving aside that she had been kicked out 3 months prior.

after a fight with her parents her mom told her is was time to stop being so dependant, handed her 1000 dollars, a suitcase, and of course, in true nancy romano fashion, a food scale, and closed the door. talia eventually moved into her late grandmothers apartment 6 blocks down

her mother didnt know about the apartment, so when talia realised that it was legaly documented that the house was hers, as written in her grandmothers will, she moved in with her cat, said 1000 dollars, and a dream. first order of business, throw out that stupid foodscale.

when she finally revamped her new apartment in december, she was finally able to relax and live her life once again.

back to February, of course there was talk about this address update, but what talia didnt expect was for anabelle to tell the school that talia no longer lived within the schools district, meaning, she wouldnt be able to attend the school.

talia left that meeting in the princeables office in tears, after being told that "she might not be able to graduate" she felt as if her life was over, that was until she locked eyes with a guilty looking schlatt. 

and rage filled her immediately.

"me. you. outside now." she grabbed him by the collar and dragged him along with her outside, ignoring his pleas that "he'll be marked absent".

"what the fuck did you do jonathan." she shoved him roughly, hard enough to make him stumble. "i swear on everything talia, i didnt know she would do that! it was anabelle, i even asked her not to, are you going to be ok? and why are you living in nana's house, whats going on?" he asked like she didnt have the right to hide things from him.

"oh shut the fuck up, dont act like now you know everything about me! you threw that away the moment you gave up on me, on us! you forgot about me! and now you wanna stumble back to me with open arms and be my savior, no jay, thats not how this works" she shouted and pushed him again.

"please tell me whats going on, please" he begged quietly. "talia i need to know, please i need to know youre ok." he grabs her arm.

"she kicked me out Jonathan. i dont eat most days cause i have no fucking money, none, my job pays me shit, for the first time in my life im failing a class, and if i even get into college, im going to have years of student loans up my ass, because again i have no money." as the words came pouring out, schlatts eyes scanned her, her frame looking thinner and weaker, face more defined.

he remembered when talia thought she was fat, and looked at her now, and wished for the ten pounds she lost could come back, she wasnt recognizable, she wasnt his talia, but then again, she never was.

"say something" her voice weakened. "anything, please." the crack in her voice is what sent him over the edge, he wrapped her huge arms around her in the tightest bear hug shes ever been in, and for a moment, slotted in his arms where she belonged, she forgot everything that ever happened. until he removed them.

"i have to go" he said before turning around and going right back into school, leaving talia all on her own once again.

one month later, talia was laying on her bed, figuring out how she was going to pay rent this month, when a she heard someone knocking at the door. she got up and opened the door and before she could close it, jonathan handed her a envelope and left, no words, emotions, or anything else for that matter.

she closed the door and looked down at the envolope in her hands that stated "we need to talk" in schlatts stupid chickenscratch. 

as she began to open the letter she felt her eyes fill with tears and slowly fall onto the letters contents, a hand written note, and, in hundred dollar bills, 10,000 dollars.

"i never understood why you did that, where did you even get that money?" i asked, reflecting on all those years ago.

"remember my jesus take the wheel video? i made 15k off of that, aswell as other later vids, and i was working at the deli at that time, it all just came together". he looked down at me, and as i look up at him, his face looks more like his highschool self then i remember, softer eyes and eyebrows then ive seen in the past few days.

now this next era lasts from late march until mid may, and i like to call it, the reconstruction era. 

after schlatt left a very suspicious envelope at her door, she chased after him, and they decided they were both going to work toward being friends again, and that they did, they started to be friends again, and they really tried, but there was only so much they could both do.

talia helped schlatt through his breakup, and in return, schlatt helped talia finish all of her college applications, the two ultimately going with the original plan of applying to the same dream school they shared. the broken duo started to heal each crack in their relationship, but they were never going to be fully mended. 

prom was now in a month, and when schlatt promposed to talia with a sign reading, "be the jenko to my schmitt, and jump over to prom with me?" famously based off of their favorite shared movie, talia couldnt help but say yes. so she did and things were going even better for them, they were finally friends again.

until the dean of that stupid college decided to ruin schlatts life, merely days before prom. so when talia hadnt heard from schlatt in a week and prom was tonight, she began to worry, but this time she had faith in him, to be the good friend he was, and pick her up at 6:30 sharp.

so when she sat on her front step and her phone read 7:00 back at her, she knew something had happened, and the worst part was, she couldnt bring herself to be suprised, or even mad. she had a feeling this would happen, so she called her best friend nick, and made her way to prom.

rounds of spiked punch and dancing with her friends had started to make the pain go away, until she saw him. a seemingly sober schlatt waltzing into prom, with a familiar blonde wrapped around his arm. she felt her heart break into enough pieces she couldnt begin counting, and with all the courage she could muster, she put on a fake smile and walked up to the happy couple.

"hey guys! glad you could finally make it, seems time doesnt mean anything to you two, just wanted to say, anabelle every moment knowing you has been unpleasant. and frankly i hope i never have to look at you and your fucked up teeth again, have a good time at community college, thats if you make it there. and you Jonathan, i hope you know what a horrible person you are, i dont know why you loved breaking my heart, because honestly, i was inlove with you John, i would have followed you across the globe of you asked, but you just made my life so much easier, because i fucking. hate. you." she pushed past the pair  and scoffed when she heard him calling after her.

the rain outside made it much harder to outrun a 6'3 giant, already having the disadvantage of being so much shorter, and also wearing 3 inch heels. "TALIA!" his stupid voice yelled after her, repeatedly, louder each time, until he finally caught up to her, only seconds away from her apartment, and when he did he grabed her wrist in order to stop her.

"dont fucking touch me! dont come near me, stay the fuck away, i dont ever want to see or hear from you ever again. its over schlatt, you did this! we couldve been so good together, or even friends, but you threw that away for what, why did you do it, because we both know you owe me that," she screamed yanking her arm away from his tight grip.

"i-i dont know why talia, i was scared, i didnt get i-" he studdered "you were scared? SCARED? you did this to me because you were scared" she pushed him further from her apartment building "schlatt, quite literally when i needed you most, you left! i was homeless for a week, did you ever know? NO, BECAUSE NO ONE KNEW, I WAS COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY ALONE." she tried to calm her voice but was only slightly successful.

"i was alone and scared, and the one person i loved and cared for, dropped me because HE was scared! ironic right?" she backed toward the door to her apartment building "let me make this clear, im not blaming you for me being kicked out, im blaming you for leaving me when i needed you, because we both know that i would have never done that to you." she opened the door and looked back at him. "i never want to see you again, leave, and get out of my life schlatt." she yelled in his face. 

"please lia i know you don't want to hear me out, but you have too. please I can't lose you Lia, cmon for us we need to talk about it" he begged tears mixing with the pouring rain. for a moment, every movie theve ever watched together crossed his mind. all the scenes where the love interest stands outside in the pouring rain, begging for forgiveness, and in every single one, she forgives him, but as much as he hoped, he knew that wouldnt be his reality.

"I can't jay, I cant and I'm not sorry"  and the door closed, unlike the movies, the rain didnt go away, his heart didnt feel lighter, and the rejection letter in his pocket, already ruined from the rain, didnt magically fade away, and by the time he got home and opened his phone, he was already blocked on everything, the green text confirming all of his suspicions 

iMessage!

my talia<3

talia, since the day i met you as a toddler, i knew you would change my life forever, in elementary school you were my first friend, and the only person i wanted to have playdates with, and the only person i wanted to see at school. then came middle school, when your parents split up, i prayed the night i found out, that you would stay with your mom, so you could stay with me, and when you did, i had never felt luckier. in eighth grade i realised i was in love with you, but as a typical middle schooler i tried my best to ignore it, and move on. freshman year wasnt easy, rumors meant nothing when i was able to be at your side making you laugh after seeing all that everyone put you through. sophmore and junior year with you at my side made life feel easier, and in the summer before senior year, when you kissed me, i knew i was a goner. the more i spent time with you, the harder i fell in love with you, every moment i spent with you was something i cherished with my whole heart. but heres the part that i didnt tell you, 10 days before my birthday, my grandpa died, i know it doesn't sound like much, but i felt as if my whole world ment nothing anymore, and alcohol was my only way of moving past it. and on september ninth, when i drank so much i forgot what year it was, anabelle invited me to a party and said you would be there, and after avoiding everyone and everything for a week, i knew i needed to see my favorite person. when i arrived she convinced my drunken state that she was you. and i believed her. the next day i knew something was wrong, and after you left me in that panera i sat in silence for 3 hours, and i realised what i had done, and by the time i went home, another bottle of whiskey had me convinced that anabelle was you. the real reason me and her broke up, was because one time i accidentally called her talia, and thats the day i stopped drinking. coincidentally, that's the same day i went to the bank and left 10,000 dollars at your door. the reason i didnt ever come pick you up at prom, was because the week before, i had found out i got rejected from college, not just our dream one, every single one talia, i felt like an absolute failure, and i couldnt even look at you, i didnt want you to be tied down to a loser like me, so i turned to alcohol once again, and convinced my self that if i asked anyone, not that they would ever live up to you, i could pretend for long enough that it was you. but no one could ever be you. 

not delivered❗️

[schlattsdoll]

lunchclub schlatt headcannons 🤍

AHHHH LUNCHCLUB SCHLATT MY BELOVED <3

an absolute loverboy, is a total lovesick fool for his babes. makes playlists for you, gets matching hoodies and outfits (gets you your own yankee hat <3)

SUCH!! A!! SOFTIE!!! loves to cuddle, being big spoon of course

wont turn down a chance to be held though

if yall are long distance, nightly discord/facetimes until you can be together again

"ya know you snore doll?"

SPEAKING OF LONG DISTANCE!!! your first "date" was in minecraft, and every year you two go back to that world

he paints your initial on his nail <33 and gets you a necklace with his on it

being there when ted eats the 400mg edible and yelling at schlatt to leave him alone (i have ideas ab reader being in the same boat, just not as bad as teddy was.)

when he starts to grow the chops in, laughing at him, but quickly loving how they look on him

seeing the growth of schlatt's career and moving in with him when he moves to austin

[araduhh]

Another lunchclub schlatt mood board would be fantastic ❤️❤️❤️

ofc !!

your camera roll when dating lc!schlatt (2) ♡

(sorry bit worse coz they are hard to find :-) )

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[ohbabydollie]

Got lunchclub schlatt on my mindddddd 😫😫

he’s so cute but the reason i avoid writing for him is that he looks like my bsf my first two years of highschool 😭

He’s so nervous during your first time together

Like he’s shitting bricks

“Is this okay?” “Am I hurtin’ you?” “Do you wanna keep goin?”

So fucking nervous

Especially since he’s larger than you, he doesn’t wanna push your limits

He’s trying not to go rough until you give him the okay

As soon as you tell him he can eat you out

He.is.diving!!!!

He was so excited and couldn’t wait

Literally spent hours between eating you out because he realized he liked it so much

He’s begging for just a few more minutes eating you out

Looking up at you with big ol’ puppy eyes and perks up when you agree

He’s such a virgin, I love him

[irushhater]

i am feeling the most harrowing feelings ive ever felt in my life

[e1izaaxkles]

Thinking about Schlatt stuffing his cock down my throat while him and Ted film a chuckle sandwich episode, Ted having no idea that I’m under Schlatt’s desk, Schlatt shifting in his seat just to stuff his cock further down my throat.

[moistcl1tikal-ao3]

i am begging on my knees for more lunchclub/younger schlatt like how u did in ur xreader chuckle series 😖😖😖😖 it was saurrrrr good

pretend i didn't get this ask literally months ago. sorry but only kinda

fuckleweek canon between puppy love and belly of the beast, probs

It's not like you were expecting it to be anything more than a one time thing, because that would have been insane. What you'd done was already past deranged, so thinking that it would happen again and you'd continue to evade the consequences hanging over your head like a sword of Damocles was...

Well.

It should have been enough to dissuade you from doing it again.

Judging by the fact that you were currently feeling your knees get rugburned like hell as teenaged hips slammed into your own over and over.

"Ghhck--" You heard a groan get bit back and you pull forward, turning back from your position on your elbows to look back at Schlatt, his face and neck burning hot and the hem of his shirt in his mouth.

"Better not be cumming so soon." You grinned, sticking the tip of your tongue out between your teeth. "It's only been a minute."

"I--" He couldn't meet your eyes, turning his head away. "I haven't--"

"You haven't gotten off since you were over last, huh?" You pulled off of him more and moved your hand back to prevent Schlatt from fucking into you, leaving only his tip inside of your cunt as you swayed your hips back and forth. "You're pent up. Your hand isn't nearly as good as my pussy, is it?"

He shook his head, gripping at your hips with those dainty fingers he had. "God, no, not even close. Please, god please can I keep fucking you, holy shit--" "Only if you promise to keep going until I come, no matter how many times you do."

"Deal." He barely let your last word leave your mouth before overpowering your faint resistance and plunging back into your hole, his first orgasm of many overtaking him moments later.

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hope you enjoyeddddd <33333

[uhmprobablynot]

pop tart

Hello, I have an obsession with the thought of inexperiences Lunchclub era Schlatt.... yeah, yeah. *yeahhh* thank you for your time. 

“You, okay?”

The words echoed in the car. Were you okay? You nodded. Houses and street signs whipped by the window as Schlatt drove. You stared at the window too embarrassed to say anything.

            The situation went wrong, is both an over exaggeration and yet not enough to explain it. There was a guy; there was always a guy. You met him at some store, you think, you both spoke for a while. He thought you were cute, you thought he’d make a good distraction. He asked for your number, you gave it. He texted you asking you out for dinner, something that would lead to more in a perfect world. He was kind, he was cute, he held the door, he bought your food, but he wasn’t the boy you wanted him to be. He wasn’t the tall dark-haired boy who drove an hour at 9 PM to come pick you up, no questions asked. He did everything right, but it was so wrong.

“You’re not okay,” Schlatt said, putting his hand on your thigh. You stared at it. “You’re too quiet to be okay.” His hand like fire against your leg. So painful but so achingly warm. You looked at him and he glanced towards you quickly, keeping his eyes on the road.

“I don’t know.” You said quietly. He pats your thigh, trying to be supportive, not understanding how the touch would make the fire he started spread.

“I’m going to take you back to my place then.” You tried to argue but he only shushed you. “I don’t want you alone right now.” You only nodded and let his radio fill the rest of the car ride.

Schlatt pulled into his driveway and you both exited the car. He walked to his front door and unlocked it, letting you in first.

“It looks like my parents are asleep,” he said. “Mom knew you were coming though, left you some food if you’re hungry?” You shook your head. He hummed. “C’mon.” Schlatt led you through the house to his room.

He entered his bedroom and closed the door after you followed. He moved past you to sit on his bed. You stayed standing, looking at your shoes. You heard him sigh.

“Was it really that bad?” His voice was gentle, and you began to nod before turning it to ‘no’. “Then what happened, talk to me.” Guilt began to creep up your spine for this whole situation. First, agreeing to go on a date when everything in your heart told you no. Then having to call another boy to come bail you out. Making Schlatt come and bail you out. Guilt for even liking him in the first place. Tears welled in your eyes.

“What happened?” Schlatt tried again.  When he saw your tears, he stood up and moved towards you. “Did he hurt you? I swear to God if he did, I’ll kill him.” You shook your head. “Then what-“He grabbed your cheeks forcing you to look up at him. “Look at me, what happened?” tears were flowing from your eyes at this point, you had no choice but to tell him.

“He wasn’t you.” You whispered.

“What?” Schlatt asked. You closed your eyes, not being able to look at him.

“He wasn’t you.” You said louder. Schlatt was silent. You were about to open your eyes when his lips were on yours. It was clumsy, him trying to lead but not knowing how to. He pulled away and you opened your eyes. His hands fell from your cheeks and he laughed at himself. Beginning to apologize, but you reached up and kissed him again. This time you led and used this to try and express every failed repressed feeling into it. He hummed and that only urged you on. Pushing him back towards his bed until his knees hit the back and he sat down. You climbed on top of his lap continuing to kiss him as much as you could, in case this was just a fluke or a cruel dream.

“Is this alright?” You stop to ask him, and he nods and pulls you back to his mouth by the back of your neck. The room gets hotter as you both make out. The hand not at your neck is hovering over your hips. You grab it yourself pushing it under your shirt putting his hand on your chest. He whimpers into the kiss. You pull back from his mouth slightly.

“Don’t be afraid to touch me, I want you too.” The hand near your chest starts getting more confident as the one on your neck shifts down towards your hip rubbing it slowly creeping towards your ass. When he finally grabs it, you moan slightly into the kiss and he ruts up into you. You move your hand down between the two of you to where his dick is hard against the fabric of his sweatpants.

“Is it alright if I touch you here?”

“Fuck,” He whispers. “Please, yes.” You start palming him over his pants. Stroking him as he tries to keep kissing you but can’t through his sighs and silent moans. “I’ve dreamed of this.”

“What,” you ask. “Us having sex?” He shakes his head.

“You wanting me back.” The sentence catches you off guard and you stop your hand without thinking and Schlatt whines at the lack of stimulation. “I mean the sex too, that’s an added bonus but not the main point.” He rambles moving his hips against your hand.

“Have you ever done this before?” He drops his head into your shoulder, and you feel his face get hotter.

“No.” He mumbles into your skin. A dumb happy smile reaches your face.

“Then,” you say using your other hand to pull his face back up. “Do you care if I take the lead here?” Schlatt looks up at you and slowly shakes his head. You kiss him quickly before standing from his lap and stripping down to nothing. Schlatt’s mouth all but gapes in awe. You straddle his lap and grab one of his hands. You lead it to where you want him most, instructing ghim. “Push that one in there.” He follows, slowly pushing one of his fingers up into you. You let out a slight moan at the intrusion.

“You’re so wet,” he comments. You only nod too focused on his finger pushing in in and out of you. You’ve noticed how long his fingers were before but feeling them reach places your own fingers have never been able to before was a different kind of observation.

“Add another,” you tell in a whisper. He obeys. “Fuck,” you moan, “good, good boy.” His head falls back, and another whine escapes him at the nickname. You move to stroke his dick through his pants again. He moves his mouth to kiss at your neck, sucking lightly at it periodically. Your hand at his dick moves to his waist band.

“Do you think we could pull these down?” Schlatt nods and pulls his hand from you and helps you shimmy his sweatpants down enough for his dick to spring free. You look from his dick to his eyes and then back down. “You’ve really been hiding this from me all this time?” Schlatt smiled lightly and stared, wide-eyed, as your hand began to touch his freed dick. You pumped and stroked gently at first tgeb getting rougher as he pants harder.

“I’m going to cum, wait.” His words were breathy and whiny, and your hand stops.

“You want more?” You don’t recognize the deeper and more confident voice that comes out of you. Schlatt groaned.

“Fuck, please. Please.” His voice was raspy, and his hands griped your waist; hard enough to leave bruises. You sat up on your knees and lined up his dick within your entrance.  You sank down slowly. Schlatt whined and you moaned, he started panting. You rose slowly before sinking back down. You grabbed his shoulders to help aide your motions and giving you slight leverage. You keep rising and sinking as Schlatt whimpers in your ear. You feel one of his hands move from you hip to your clit and begins rubbing circles and a loud moan leaves you. Your legs stutter as you get closer to your edge, and Schlatt starts rutting up to you. You dig your nails into his shoulders as you cum around his dick. He moans as you tighten around him, he quickly pulls you off of him as he cums. Getting it all over his sweatpants and shirt. You both sigh and laugh lightly. He throws his head back and laughs.

“So uh,” He starts. “You want a pop-tart?”