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The day seemed to go by much too slowly to keep either of the boys entertained. After Quackity's and Sapnap's last mission went horribly wrong, they've been locked inside by Phil to keep them safe until they learn how to be responsible. Sapnap lays on a couch, flipping through the pages of a slightly worn book, and Quackity is lying by the fire, spread over the carpet like a starfish. "Ughhh, I'm bored," he complains, rolling onto his stomach and folding his arms in front of him to rest his head upon.
"Then find something to do," Sapnap replies, uninterested in the other boy's dramatics. Quackity watches Sapnap's eyes move from left to right, engrossed in the words of a book, instead of paying attention to him. It's infuriating. He's about to whine again about his ever-growing boredom when Sapnap speaks first.
"Hey, really weird question, but...do you...fucking hell, how do I say this without sounding like I'm twelve? I know I should know this, but I was just never taught cause my parents were barely around and they never taught us in school-" he continues to ramble, his cheeks gaining a soft red hue. "Dude! It's fine, just tell me," Quackity sighs, sitting up to pay attention, since whatever Sapnap's trying to say seems important. Closing his book, Sapnap swallows the lump of anxiety in his throat. "Ok, so...I was just wondering if you knew what a...blowjob...feels like," he admits in a quiet voice, avoiding eye contact.
Quackity looks at his nervous figure before speaking. "Is that all?" he asks, wondering why he'd be so embarrassed about asking his own fiance that question. Sapnap rubs the side of his neck, letting out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. "It's just, I was alone for so long, so there was never a chance to have any relationships, and now I have you and Karl and I just feel so inexperienced. You guys had so much time and you know so much more than me, I just wish I had more to offer, you know?" he rambles, dropping his arms to his lap.
The silence between them is slightly uncomfortable, but it's only because Quackity's trying to figure out the best way to console him. "Hey, don't look at it like that. Just because you don't have any experience, doesn't mean we see you in a worse light. We both love you too much for that. And if you want to get more experience, I'm always right here whenever you feel ready to get to that stage," he smiles, walking over and sitting next to the other.
Sapnap sits up and is quickly engulfed by Quackity's loving embrace. "Do you want me to show you what a blowjob feels like? It would be way easier than explaining it. Only if you're ready, of course," Quackity offers. Sapnap's blush returns as he leans in the other's warmth. "I...I think I'd like that," he smiles softly.
"Do you want to do it now?" Quackity asks, raising a hand to gently caress his cheek. Sapnap gives a quick nod, facing his body more towards him. "Ok, just remember you can tell me to stop at any point, and I will. I want this to be nice for the both of us," Quackity explains. After another nod is sent his way, Quackity leans back and slides off the couch. Kneeling between Sapnap's knees, he gives him a comforting smile. He rests his hands on both knees, making small circles with his thumb.
Slowly venturing further, he moves forward and grabs the button of his pants. "Can I take these off?" he asks kindly. Sapnap nods, watching each movement with curiosity. Quackity undoes the button and pulls down the zipper, sliding off his pants with the help of Sapnap, who shakily lifts his hips. Throwing the pants to the side. Quackity refocuses on the task before him. He carefully trails his fingers up and down Sapnap's bare thighs, massaging the soft, pudgy flesh. "You're so pretty," Quackity subconsciously mutters before leaning down to give Sapnap's thighs soft kisses.
Sapnap's eyelids flutter at the feeling of Quackity's warm lips decorating both of his thighs, pampering them with delicate kisses. With one final peck, Quackity looks up at him. "How are you feeling?" he asks, continuing to trace lines up and down his thighs with loving hands. Sapnap gulps at the soft look on his fiance's face. It's a very rare expression. Usually, he would be so intense, but the way he looks at him makes him feel cherished, which helps to dull the anxiety a bit. "This is really nice. I'm still pretty nervous, but I trust you with my life. Thank you for being so patient with me," he tells him.
"Of course, my love," he replies. With gentle fingers, Quackity brings his hands up to the top of his lover's thighs and places one between his legs. Applying careful pressure, he presses his palm down onto the now fully hard tent. To both the boys' surprise, a soft moan slips past Sapnap's lips, his head falling forward. His blush intensifies, and his fingers clench slightly. "Wow," Quackity breathes, in awe at the beautiful noise.
Looking to draw more pretty sounds from him, Quackity presses down again with a bit more force, continuing the movement by making circles with his palm. Soon Sapnap's breath is more shallow, little mewls escaping from him, and Quackity drinks it all up. Quackity stills his hand before hooking a finger around Sapnap's waistband. Looking up at him for confirmation, he gets a nod in return. With careful movements, he removes the piece of fabric and tosses it to the side. Sapnap's fully erect dick now rests against his stomach. It's quite lengthy, and the tip is a pretty pink, already leaking a bead of precum. Sapnap looks away, the blush still apparent on his face.
"You don't have to be embarrassed, darling. Look how gorgeous you are," Quackity smiles, his fingers dancing along the other's thighs once again. He kisses his hips, then his v-line, worshipping the suntanned skin. Sapnap shivers in anticipation. Making sure he's comfortable, Quackity wraps a warm hand around the base of Sapnap's dick. Sticking out his tongue, he gives the leaking tip a gentle lick. Sapnap gasps, his dick twitching in Quackity's grasp.
Twirling his tongue around the tip, Quackity teases his slit, causing Sapnap to let out breathy moans. "That feels so fucking good," he comments, reaching out to card his fingers through Quackity's hair. Without warning, Quackity takes him right to the base, the tip of Sapnap's dick brushing against the back of his throat. "Oh god!" he exclaims, his back arching upwards. Quackity leans back until just the tip is in his mouth before going back down again, continuing to bob his head up and down along Sapnap's length.
"Holy fuck...you- oh god!" Sapnap rambles, strings of words coming out of his mouth as he becomes overwhelmed by pleasure. Quackity looks up at him with innocent eyes, still bobbing up and down, The sight makes Sapnap's vision go fuzzy, pushing him to the edge. "I-I'm gonna-" Sapnap's barely able to voice, before strings of white paint Quackity's throat.
He keeps bobbing through Sapnap's high before eventually pulling off with a lewd 'pop'. Staring him dead in the eye, Quackity makes a show of swallowing his cum, licking the edges of his mouth where it dribbled over. Sapnap huffs, out of breath. He leans forward, holding Quackity's face with both hands. "Thank you, angel. That was better than I'd ever imagined," he whispers, placing a gentle kiss upon his love's lips, ignoring the salty flavour.
"We have to do that again sometime."