𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭

Merry fuckmas

2000 words is my new record oop-

Warning: bondage with lights, rough sex, spanking, kinda punishments but i forgot that so 😗, use of safe word (color system, red is stop, yellow is pause, green is okay. George says yellow at some point.) Fliming, sapnap wrote his name on George that means he's his!, tell me if there's an actual warning I forgot.

I speedran this.

»»————>3rd person <————««

"Are you going to help or not?" George growled, struggling to get the lights to the top of the tree. He knew Sapnap was busy but he couldn't reach and needed his boyfriend's help.

Sapnap glared at George from over the glass ornaments he was holding, "seriously? I'm a little busy, baby." He sighed, trying to make room on the table full of presents for the boxes.

George groaned, "I know, but I can't reach..." He said in a pouty voice, lifting his arms up as high as he could and stood on his tippy toes, sticking his ass out teasingly in an attempt to catch Sapnap's attention.

"I don't think I'll help." The younger growled, kicking the leg of the table so one of the gifts fall, making George jump.

George stumbled for a second, the lights tangling around his arms. "Asshole..." He muttered, unraveling the lights and trying again to put them up. Crashing of boxes and glass breaking made George flinch again, screaming in surprise and turning to Sapnap, "what the fuck?!" He yelled, staring at the broken glass ornaments on the floor.

Sapnap smirked, slowly approaching George, "I'm sorry... I don't think I heard what you just called me," He paused, grabbing the lights and wrapped them around George's wrists, "So, what did you say?" He chuckled, not realizing how much his joke really affected George.

"I... I called you an asshole... Im- I'm sorry..." George whispered, pulling his tied hands to his chest and looking down at his tightening pants in shame.

Sapnap giggled at George's tone, assuming they were just doing a bit. He started to say another joke before noticing George had began to rub his thighs together. He gasped at the tent in the older's pants and the heavy breathing from his soft lips. "Oh... What was that? Speak up, slut." Sapnap giggled, wanting to take it seriously but found the word "slut" Too funny not to laugh at.

"You're an asshole! That's what I said, I'm sorry!" George whined loudly, tugging against the lights that were tightly around his wrists.

The lights wrapped around his arms and back, leaving his arms stuck to his chest. "How rude... Do you think that its okay, georgie? To call me that?" Sapnap hissed into George's ear, nibbling on his ear lightly, "I think that you deserve to be... Punished?" He half suggested, pressing his hand harshly on George's pants, "unless you don't want that?" He asked softer, kissing George's neck lightly.

George huffed, thrusting against Sapnap's hand, "please~" He sighed, gripping onto the fabric of his red sweater, "sap, punish me, please~" He begged, gasping as he was pulled back by the lights aggressively.

"Fine." Sapnap spat, wrapping the lights tightly around George's Uperhalf, "can I take all this off?" He asked tugging on George's pants.

George nodded, "yes..." He muttered, leaning forward and letting his face rest against the wall and his ass stick out, "do anything, please... I'll say red if it too much..." George whimpered desperately.

"Color system? Green is okay, yellow is slow down, and red stop?" Sapnap asked, wanting to confirm what George wanted.

"Yes..." George grumbled onto the wall, groaning in satisfaction as his pants and boxers were pulled down, his erection finally free from his uncomfortable underwear.