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shock stream- dreamnap

from the shock stream 🤨🤚👍
tw// the shock collar at the beginning and some degrading (again)
top: dream/clay
bottom: sapnap/nick
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sapnap's POV

"YOU'RE LITERALLY DOG WATER!" i heard karl shout into his microphone, transferring into my ears, as if getting hit by a skeleton and getting shocked was any better. my throat was releasing screams as the two prongs on the collar was not only digging into my wrist, but shocking it with god knows how much voltage it bursts out. it reminded me of michael vey somewhat.
"sHUT UP, KARL!" i yelled back, finally killing the asshole that was killing me. i hit the escape key on my keyboard to pause, leaned back in my chair, placed my hands onto my face. it hurt so goddamn bad, but in its own way, it felt pleasurable almost. at this point from how many shocks i got, i did get a boner and it was starting to ache, but i just wanted it to go away. eventually, it did, but every time i got shocked it kept fucking creeping back. my suffering didn't last very long, as i saw the ender dragon die out. not only did i yell out of pure happiness, but i felt relieved that i could take care of myself because the stream was almost done.
       "LET'S FUCKING GOO, OH MY GOD!" i yelled in triumph. "oh my fuck-"
       "you did it oh my lord-" i heard george say in between of my screaming. "i thought you were gonna quit in the nether, like actually"
        "me too, oh i'm so done- i'm taking this off." i said, proceeding to take it off. i knew i couldn't just end the stream there so i continued to drag it on so it wouldn't be just there. i waited for big q to go live so i could raid him, and be done with all of this. it threw me back to that one time dream and i almost got caught kissing, a kiss that was going to lead to something else, by his sister. that made me feel even more horny than i already was. this was such a drag, i'm tired of it. i wanted to feel clay's hands on me again without being interrupted.
"sap?"
"he's just zoned out, what?"
"sapnap, i'm live hurry your fire-y hell ass bitch up."
"nick?" dream said. his voice was the only one i could really register through my head while the others were laughing.
"sorry, i couldn't think for a second." i lied, it wasn't very convincing either. i hosted quackity, soon raiding him and ended the stream there before booting down my pc. i told the others that i was tired, that i was gonna take a nap or something. instead, i went to clay's room, and saw him look back at me.
he started laughing and explained to them about how i walked into his room when i talked about going to sleep. i glanced over his shoulder and saw as he pressed mute, and took off his headset.
"what do you want, nick?"
"i want you, so fucking bad. the collar just turned me on and i- i dont know." i admitted, leaning onto his doorframe.
"really?" he asked, raising his eyebrow at me. fuck.
       "yeah. so what?"
       "you remember last time, don't you?"
        "we have the house to ourselves- it's just us." dream nodded in response, thinking about it. "c'monn, i need you so bad right now." i said, getting onto his lap, and feeling him get hard underneath me.
          "i didn't say no, you know that, right?" he said in a matter-of-factly tone.
        "oh, fuck offf." i said before starting to kiss his neck quite harshly. we never really considered being a couple, we thought more of fuck buddies instead. that day when his sister was over, he said that he was sexually frustrated, but so was i. we thought it'd be okay for us to try at least. although, the situation itself was weird. so was this.
        clay let out a soft moan, and i felt his hands grab onto my waist.
      "fuck, nick~ ng- not right now.." he told me.
      "please- i'll be quiet."
      "if you aren't, i'm gonna beat the shit out of you after, yeah?" he said, moving his hands down to my thighs.
      "i promise." i answered, and continued to kiss the taller male. my hips started to move, and grind against him with him leaning his head back, his eyes closed gently.
       i got off of him and went down onto my knees, soon working my way up to his zipper. my hands undid his jeans, and i pulled them down with his boxers as dream helped me get them off. i watched as clay put his headset back on, and started talking. and with that, i started with him.

     i put the tip of his dick into my mouth, and took in an increasingly amount each time i bobbed my head down. it made him groan and his right hand grabbed onto my hair to push me to take in more. it made me shiver as i felt the head of his cock hit the back of my mouth. it only made me wonder about how it'll feel inside of him.
     clay coughed, probably to cover up a moan or something. i could hear the other laughing and asking if he was sick.
     "no, a-actually i'm quite the opposite right now." he said, looking down at me and making eye contact as i sucked him off. he went on mute again, and pulled me off of him. "you're so fucking pretty like this." he commented, tracing my jaw with his left index finger. he hummed as he moved his finger to my lips and wiped off some of my saliva. "can't wait to fuck you."
      "then do it." i replied in a snarky tone, but all he did was take off his headphones again, stood up, grabbed my hands and helped me get up.
      "strip for me. slowly though- subtle."
       "how the hell do i be subt-"
      "just fucking get naked." he said, and took off his shirt, along with the rest of his pants.
      clay was watching me like a goddamn hawk, he really was craving this. to be fair, i am too. i started by taking off my pants, my boxers following shortly after. just as i was about to take off my hoodie, he stopped me.
      "ah, keep that on."
       "why?- i'm-"
         "because you look good in it." he remarked before pushing me onto the bed and crawling on top of me. "you need prep?"
      "no, i'm okay." i replied, lifting up my hoodie so it wasn't in the way. dream nodded, and lined himself up with me. as soon as he got his tip in, he plunged into me, making me gasp sharply.
      "god, you're so tight- you ever even done this before?"
        "no." i admitted. not very willfully, but admitting nonetheless.
       "fuck- why didn't you want prep?"
     "well, i mean i-" i paused. i wasn't sure if i could be able to tell him that i have finger-fucked myself before, thinking about him, but then again it sounded a little hot.
     "what? you mean what, sap?" he asked, starting to slowly thrust into me. it made me huff out, and bite down onto my lip.
     "i- uhm~ ugh."
      "spit it," he slammed into me, "out, will you?" that made me wince, and start to tear up slightly.
      "i've fucked myself before, thinking that it was you doing it." i finally said, looking at him to see his piercing gaze staring right at me. i looked away, only for him to force me to look at him again.
       "what'd you imagine me doing? what'd you do it with? i bet you called yourself a little bitch, talked about how you did so good for me. you seem to like praises a lot, but i think you like being called pathetic more. you're so desperate." he almost growled at me. his words made me shiver again- i felt goosebumps coat my skin and he kept fucking me slowly, bur hard.
       "i used my fingers, b-but i thouu- ahhm~ i though-" i choked slightly as he started to brush against my prostate.
      "thought what?" clay said, his voice much more deep and raspy than before.
      "about me sitting on your lap with your dick inside me a-and um.." i couldn't say anything anymore because i felt my stomach tighten,  i was getting close. his hand grabbed onto my hip, his other trailing up my chest underneath my hoodie.
       "fuck- ugh, that's cute, nick. you really thought about me. doing this to you, huh?" all i did was hum in response before moaning out his name.
       "dream! oh, fuck, dream! i'm so close- a-ahhh!~" i told him, my back arching.
      "go ahead, baby. cum for me. i'm close too." he said, moaning with me as we both came. i felt as he kept thrusting riding our his high and my legs began to shake. i nearly screamed at feeling his cum deep inside of me.

     he pulled out, and i felt empty, but relieved in a way. dream flopped down next to me, and we both panted. it wasn't in sync, but we almost had a good tempo. i felt as his hand reached for mine, and he grabbed it, looking over at me.
      "that was so fucking good." he told me, and kissed my hand. it made me smile.
      "agreed."