dream smp x reader : oneshots

↳ ❝ sexual comfort ❞

Request?: nah
Irl or minecraft?: irl
Type: fluff
Length: loooong 

Summary: though they are 'just friends with benefits, Y/n can't seem to push away her more than platonic feelings for her best friend

(imagine sapnap is at karl's house)

CW! : THIS CHAPTER HAS A LITTLE BIT OF SPICY CONTENT, TALK ABOUT SEX, AND PARTS OF THAT. READ WITH THIS IN MIND, AND FEEL FREE TO CLICK OFF IF YOU DON'T WANNA READ FURTHER.

(a/n: this is the spiciest i am comfortable writing, at least for oneshots)
(a/n: i wrote this in detention lmao)

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Friends with benefits.
That's all you two really were;
Two friends, who fucked each other whenever they wanted or needed to.

But you couldn't help but feel something more.

You loved him.

You couldn't help it.
You loved his messy blond hair, and how it felt when you ran your fingers through it.
You loved his mesmerizing green eyes, and the look they gave you whenever you knocked on his door at 1am.
You loved how even when you were lying exhausted on his bed, a mix of cum dripping out of you, he was always the sweetest person alive.
And you loved how at the end of the night after he had cleaned you both up, he would always cuddle you. No matter how hard he had gone down on you, he always made up for it while cleaning you up and before you both went to sleep; peppering your newly bruised skin with kisses, and being as gentle as possible.

But you were only friends with benefits.
Fuck buddies.
Reoccuring flings.

But you wouldn't trade it for the world.
No matter the title you two had, you loved and craved the feeling of his arms wrapping around your newly delicate waist, being as gentle as he could, making sure that if you were ever in pain, that he could help it go away.

- - -

You told yourself that you wouldn't do this.
You told yourself that you wouldn't go to him, you would wait for him to message you, or come to you.
You told yourself that you wouldn't make it obvious how bad you had wanted him.
You told yourself that you wouldn't make it worse for yourself by showing up.

But as time progressed, you couldn't sleep.

It was after 3am, and no matter what you did, you couldn't sleep.
You knew you needed him.
So you did what you had to do...

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Clay <3

I can't sleep
I'll be there in 10
(read)

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You knew it wasn't smart.
You knew it probably wasn't worth it.
You knew it would wreck your life.
But it didn't matter.

You threw on some sweatpants and one of his shirts he had given you. You didn't bother with a bra, since he would just rip it off of you anyway, so just one of his old tees and a pair of sweatpants would suffice.

You didn't bother making yourself look nice as you locked up your house, grabbing the key on your way out. You walked to the end of the neighborhood towards his house and smiled as it came into view. You walked faster, almost running towards the door. When you got there, you grabbed the spare key and opened the door.

As you walked in, you were met with the soft glow of a small lamp on one of the end tables on either side of the couch. You took off your shoes, leaving them by the door, before looking up.
And there he sat, in all his glory, sitting on the couch.