The Prince of Nothing || Dreamnotfound

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George sat up and looked at Dream. "How's your shoulder?"

"Could be worse."

George nodded. "That's good, I guess."

Dream leaned his head against the headboard. His eyes were half-lidded as he observed George.

George flushed and looked away. That's so hot.

George's eyes widened as he shook the thought from his head. Seriously George? This is not the time to be horny.

Dream chuckled at George's red face and George continued to internally scold himself. He took a deep breath and looked back to Dream.

Dream had an eyebrow flicked up in amusement. His lips were in a lazy smirk and his eyes were aflame with playfulness and want.

George bit his lip. He crawled closer to Dream, but paused in front of him. Dream licked his lips and used his uninjured arm to pull George onto his lap. George froze, unsure of what to do. Dream chose for him.

Dream grabbed George's shirt and pulled him to his lips. George eagerly accepted the kiss. He ran his hands through Dream's hair roughly.

Dream's left hand roamed under George's shirt while his other rested in his waist. George hungrily kissed Dream, impatient for more. Dream placed his hand against George's chest and pushed him away slightly. George's eyes flew open as he looked into Dream's eyes.

Dream's lips tickled against George's as he murmured, "What do you want George? Tell me what you want."

George's heart raced in excitement. "I want a distraction," he said breathlessly, "I want... fun."

Dream's face fell for a moment, but it was gone in less than a second.

"I can give you fun George," he replied huskily.

Dream nudged George's head up as he began to suck marks down his neck. Dream's sinful mouth seemed to declare George's neck as his own.

His hand traced its way up George's chest while George's hands ran though Dream's hair as he softly moaned. Dream hummed approvingly.

Dream bit down roughly on the sensitive part of George's neck. George gasped and dug his fingers into Dream's hair. He quickly let go of his hair and started to rapidly unbutton his shirt.

Dream lifted George and turned him on his back. George pulled Dream's mouth onto his own. Dream hungrily kissed back. He didn't seem to care about his shoulder. It wasn't bleeding, so George assumed it was fine.

Dream removed his lips from George's and looked down at him, "Is this alright?"

George shuddered at his gruff tone. He nodded and pulled Dream back to his mouth.

"Please say it verbally." Dream muttered, his voice straining.

George huffed impatiently, "Yes, it's alright Dream."

"Clay... call me Clay." Dream murmured into his ear.

George's eyes widened. Dream was waiting for him to continue. George licked his lips. "Yes, Clay, this is alright."

Dream smiled against his neck and went back to marking George's neck. He trailed his mouth down to George's chest and sucked marks down torso. George let out a soft moan and Dream tugged down his pants.

George gripped Dream's back, digging his nails into his back.

The rest of the night flew by in a haze.

(*cough* - they had sex, let's just say that. Please read the a/n)

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a/n - Hey guys. I hope you all enjoyed the chapter. Uhhh, yeah. Sorry the last few sentences were kinda weird. I don't know how to write smut nor do I want to learn. That's all you're getting.

All seriousness now,

I'm not comfortable with writing more than this. Smut is not my strong suit and I don't want to write it so please don't ask me to.

Go read a different dnf fan fiction if you want that.

I'm completely okay with sexual comments, just don't ask me to write more than what I'm comfortable with :)

Yes, there will still be suggestive themes and kissing throughout the rest of the book, but that's about it.

Thank you for understanding. I hope you're enjoying the story so far!

I'll take this moment to let you know that I have no idea how long I'll make this story. I don't wanna rush the relationship or the plot so we'll see how this goes.

Thank you for sticking around. The support is insane! I love you guys! Stay safe <3