talking to him

on one hand

𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗'𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊

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karl presses down against his boyfriend, rolling his hips, and continues to move their lips together as he basks in the feeling of gentle hands trailing up and down his sides, along his thighs, squeezing his waist.

he could stay in this moment forever, allowing himself to be held and touched and actually enjoying it. karl feels so safe when he's with sapnap, like he could completely give up his body and fully trust his boyfriend to take care of him.

the way he loves sapnap is unlike anything he's ever felt before, so wholly and real, so all-encompassing. karl often struggles to believe that other people can possibly feel this way, because how do they function so continuously and easily if their entire body, mind and spirit depends wholly on another?

the brunette runs a hand through sapnap's soft hair, brushing the slight flicks behind his boyfriend's ears even though his own curls are flopping down between them, pressed between their foreheads.

the other boy offers a nip to karl's bottom lip and the brunette laughs softly into the breath of air between them.

he brushes his tongue across the seam of sapnap's lips and the ravenette's parts them to grant him unspoken entry, their tongue flicking together as they make out in their bed.

karl grinds his hips down again and sapnap's hands snake around to take a firm grip of the taller boy's ass so he can assist in guiding the movements and keeping them fluid and pleasurable for them both.

the brunette reaches for the hem of his shirt and sapnap breaks their kiss so he can pull back and watch as karl pulls the shirt up over his head and discards it to the floor by their side.

sapnap already lost his own shirt at some point before they hit the sheets, so it's only equal.

one of sapnap's hands stays on karl's ass, directing his movements, and the other moves to stroke up his bare waist before snaking up to grasp his bicep and tug him back down for their lips to reconnect.

karl startles, his whole body flinching back, when two hard knocks sound from the door.

the movement pulls him away from sapnap, who sighs light-heartedly before shouting, not meanly, "fuck off, we're about to have sex!"

karl falls forward into his boyfriend, tucking his head against the ravenette's shoulder as he giggles. his whole body feels like a live wire, which may be why he is so easily amused and why sapnap's fingers tracing up his spine feel like they leave goosebumps in their wake.

"too bad!" quackity calls back through the door, "i'm coming in anyway."

sure enough, the door clicks, and karl rolls off of sapnap as it swings open, landing beside his boyfriend on the mattress just in time to see quackity step into the room, hands on hips.

the shortest of their trio immediately grimaces, likely taking in their mussed hair, topless torsos and joint breathlessness. "ew, you actually were!"

karl chuckles to himself as sapnap replies, "i did warn you."

quackity shakes his head, feigning disapproval, but isn't deterred from crossing the couple's bedroom and throwing himself onto the foot of the bed. karl can't help but be amused at the obvious distance that he keeps between them, only noticeable because their friend usually keeps a habit of crawling between the two boyfriends.