《karlnap and dnf stuff》karlnap
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Karl found Sapnap attractive.
He always had.
But he never expected his attraction to reach even more height, then it already had.
Until Sapnap took him to texas and invited him to a rodeo.
A rodeo Sapnap would participate in.
And when he stepped into the entry way of their hotel suite Karl couldn't stop starring at him. On any other man he would've found this outfit ridiculous, could've made fun of the belt buckle and the boots, but Sapnap looked nothing more and nothing less then absolutely perfect.
The checkered button up was tugged into denim pants, tug hidden by the belt buckle.
His shirt was open at the top and showed off the necklace him and Karl bought together. Hair hidden under his cowboy hat and his beard unkempt and the spurs on his leather boots clicked against the ground as he walked.
"Ya ready?", he asked in a southern accent and at any other opportunity Karl would've laughed at him. Would've laughed at the accent, the fit and everything else, but he couldn't. Instead he was left absolutely speechless, lips still parted in awe and surprise and his cheeks tinted in a soft red.
"Karl?", Sapnap asked and chuckled when Karl snapped out of his starring.
He kissed his cheek, before grabbing a few last things and opening the door.
A few minutes later they arrived at the location of the rodeo.
It was warm, but not too hot, a few clouds throwing shade and Sapnap seemed to feel incredibly comfortable.
He talked to a few people that took care of the bulls and more then once he was asked for his number. To which he always replied: "I'm already spoken for, I'm sorry"
Karl was fuming with jealousy.
Every time he saw someone come closer, who looked remotely interested, he kissed Sapnaps cheek and eventually Sapnap gently kissed his lips and gave him a mischievous smile. "You've ever heard about the cowboy hat rule?", he asked and Karl shook his head. "Essentially, whoever wears his hat, rides the cowboy", Sapnap said, the southern accent swinging by in his voice, and then he took of his hat, put it on Karls head instead, "And now everyone will know you're mine and that I'm happily taken, by you ma diamond"
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Karl blushed and smiled, almost shyly at the new nickname. Sapnap kissed his cheek and whispered: "You like being mine?"
"Yeah and I like that nickname too.", Karl confessed and Sapnap smiled.
"My diamond?" "Yes", Karl smiled at him and Sapnaps gaze grew fond. He loved seeing Karl happy like this.
He kissed him softly and caressed his cheeks with gentle hands. "Well, I love you, my diamond" "I love you too", Karl said and kissed the tip of his nose.
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