《karlnap and dnf stuff》karlnap
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Context: Karl is the captain of his schools figure skating team and Sapnap is the schools football captain!
Karl never thought that being this close to another person would be for him, never thought he'd be craving another persons lips on his like this.
Yet, still here he was pressed against the captain of the football team, making out in a corner of a crowded room, full of half-drunk, dancing teens.
The beat of the song that played in the background made his world shake.
The alcohol that rushed through his blood made him dizzy and feel like he had no cares in this world.
He pressed another longing kiss onto Sapnaps lips, pulling him closer, if that was even possible.
Soon he was pressed flush against the wall he was leaning on, captured between the beige tapesty and Sapnaps hot body.
Karl gasped breathlessly, the next time their lips parted.
His eyes were only half way open, clouded with need and the desire to never do anything, but kiss the man in front of him, ever again.
In this moment he would have vowed to never set foot in an ice rink ever again, leaving his sport and team behind, if that meant to get another taste of the brunettes soft lips.
He pulled him in again, felt hot fingertips under his shirt, while he buried his own fingers between messy strands of hair.
"Upstairs-", he heard Sapnap mumbled between two kisses, felt himself being pulled to the stairs, still kissing on their way.
Soon a door shut behind them and he was pushed onto a soft mattress.
"Do you do this often?", Sapnap asked.
Karl shook his head. "No, you're the first."
"Well, lucky pick baby."
Karl rolled his eyes. Sapnap had always been cocky, seemed like that didn't even change when he'd soon get his dick wet.
"I know, you're really fucking lucky", Karl replied and Sapnap smirked.
"I like that attitude."
"God, shut up and kiss me."
Karl pulled him down by his collar, kissing him once more, hands tangling in the fabric of the brunettes hoodie.
"A little feisty, aren't we?"
"A bit of a prick, aren't we?"
Sapnap chuckled.
"If you keep that attitude up, I might wanna keep you, so be careful little cutie."
"And I don't get a say in that? You think you'll just get what you want?"
Sapnap kissed him again, one hand on Karls jaw, as he broke away.
"I don't think, I'll get what I want", he whispered, "I know I will and right now, I want you."
He ran his thumb over Karls bottom lip slowly, as he added: "And I know, you want me too."
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Karl had went quiet, heart threatening to jump out of his chest.
He didn't expect this to turn him on, but he also didn't expect that their schools football captain was into guys.
This night was full of surprises, wasn't it?
"You look so adorable, when you look at me like that. When all you want is my lips on yours."
"When you see what I want, why don't you just do it?", Karl asked, but his voice had lost its bite, "I thought that was what pleasing your partner is all about"
"I don't just want to please you, I want you to get addicted", Sapnap whispered, before gently kissing his jaw, "So you'll always come back for more"
Karl leaned his head back, felt how Sapnap got the hint kissing down his neck, leaving teasing lovebites here and there.
He was gonna burn, surely it couldn't be normal to feel this hot.
A whine fell from his lips, when he felt Sapnap bluntly reaching down between his legs. "Bet you didn't expect to get laid by the football captain tonight, did you sweetie?"
"Don't- Don't call me sweetie, you prick", Karl panted, eyes squeezing shut.
"What should I call you then?", Sapnap asked, a mix of mockery and curiosity swinging by in his voice.
Karl was quite for a moment, before mumbling: "Baby- Baby, was okay"
"Okay, baby", Sapnap said, hands slowly pushing their way under Karls shirt, gazing over the hot skin, "Tell me, how does it feel when I touch you?"
Karl shook his head, letting a breathy moan slip, when Sapnap sucked a hickey onto his collarbone.
"Come on, baby, it's just a few words.", Sapnap said, quickly hearing a quiet: "Embarrassing", from Karl.
"It's not embarrassing to tell me how it feels when I touch you. I'm here to please that pretty body of yours and I need to know if you feel good", Sapnap replied, suddenly more serious than before, "So tell me, how does it feel, when I touch you?"
"Good- feels good", Karl said quickly, "Feels really good, don't stop please."
He sounded desperate, but his honesty was rewarded with a kiss and fucking heavens Karl loved kissing Sapnap.
The slightly rough lips pressing against his, devouring him mercilessly, made him go weak in the knees, the way Sapnap tasted like cheap alcohol and mint made his head spin and god, yes, he wanted more!
His own hands started roaming Sapnaps body, pushing under the hoodie to feel skin.
Tomorrow he'd probably slap himself for being so vulnerable and needy in front of one of the mightiest people at school, but right now? He couldn't care less.
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He wanted Sapnap and he wanted so sin with him in the filthiest way he could think off.
The kiss turned sloppy and Karl was sure he was about to pass out from how hot and dizzy he had gotten, when suddenly Sapnap broke away from the kiss to take off his shirt.
And holy fuck, football really seemed to be a good workout.
"You seem to like what you see, don't you baby?", Sapnap asked with a smirk and at any other time Karl would've loved to slap him across the face for a comment like that, but right now he thought Sapnap couldn't be more sexy than this.
Confident, hot and a little cocky.
He bit his lip, as he let one of his hands be guided onto the trained chest and stomach of the other. It wasn't too much, just enough to make Karl feel weak and small under him.
"Take care of me, please", he heard himself plead and for a split second Sapnaps gaze softened.
"Everything that little heart of yours desires.", he replied and leaned down to kiss him again. He let go of Karls wrists, instead held himself up with one and gently cupped Karls cheek with the other.
"You're a real softie.", Karl commented after they broke away. Sapnap blushed and laughed nervously. Karl liked that, when his laugh was honest and his smile so soft.
Slowly he reached for Sapnaps cheeks and pulled him down with a smile.
He kissed his forehead and the tip of his nose and then his lips.
"I like that.", he added to his first statement.
Sapnap smiled and instead if saying something, he leaned down and kissed Karl again, soft and gentle and without a rush.
And just for now, Karl felt like he was in love. He knew tomorrow he'd find himself cringy for thinking like that, for thinking he fell in love, but right now? It felt so good to be with Sapnap, it felt good to be so close and to be touched and kissed.
His heart was about to jump out of his chest and the butterflies in his stomach reminded him of how much he needed this.
Quickly he pushed Sapnap onto the mattress, straddled him while quickly getting rid of his own shirt now.
He could feel the others warm hands on his waist, was wondering how he didn't know, that something so simple could feel so good.
And when he looked down at the brunette, he was met with a soft look, that had something admiring.
"What?", Karl asked, with a smile and Sapnap mumbled: "Nothing, I just really got lucky I guess."
"You're an idiot." "A lucky idiot."
Karl chuckled. "How come you're so sweet now, instead of the self absorbed prick you normally are?"
Sapnap looked away, seemed like he was contemplating whether to say what he thought or not. "I guess... Everyone would be different if they were finally with their crush."
Karl's eyes went wide. "What?"
Sapnap was blushing in a deep red, seemed a little uncomfortable.
"Since when?", Karl asked, not really believing what he had just heard.
"Captains camp probably, you were just really nice and- and I don't know.", he said quietly, not daring to meet Karls eyes, "I walked into your training once and you looked so happy and graceful, I think that was when I really started noticing you."
Karl blushed, felt like Sapnap had really just sweeped him off his feet.
"I'm sorry, I know you don't like me back that way and that's okay, this'll be a one time thing and no one will ever know about it. That is, if you still wanna do this."
"I don't want this to be a one time thing.", Karl said, blushing an even deeper red when he realized what he had said, "I might not truly be in love with you yet, but- but I'm pretty sure you can make me fall in love with you."
Sapnap looked at him in disbelief, there was no way Karl was giving him a chance.
"You sure?", he asked, sitting up to be closer to Karl, holding him gently.
The brunette softly cupped his face and nodded. "Yeah, we'll figure it out."
"How about I take you out to dinner, before we continue with", he gestured between their bodies, "this."
Karl smiled. "Yeah, I think that's a good idea. Do you know the pancake place down the street? We could go there and end the night at my place.", he suggested, hands slowly running over Sapnaps bare shoulders and chest.
The brunette bit his lip and nodded.
"Absolutely", he replied and smiled at Karl, "Sounds like a plan."
Quickly Karl stole another kiss from Sapnaps lips, saw him struggling to keep in a giggle.
"You're cute when you don't pretend to be the king of the school.", Karl commented, before he got up, collecting his shirt from next to the bed.
"You're cute all the time.", Sapnap replied, picking up his own shirt.
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