Dream smelled the scent on his pillow, new and unusual. He knew why of course, he never smells like vanilla deodorant and fancy cologne. He opened his heavy eyes, blinking around. He noticed that george wasn't in the room, and texted him.
Dream :)
'George get your bbl in here'
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He sighed and went to dream's room sleepily, leaning on the doorframe. "What do you want?"
Dream looked at him with a smile "you."
He rolled his eyes and went over, sitting next to his legs on the edge of the bed.
Dream tried to seem as threatening as he could. "Don't talk to me all mean, i pay for your rent, shithead. I can change that real quick, do you want that?" He spoke in a sickeningly sweet tone.
"N-no" he hid his face, blushing very slightly.
"Oh? You blush at the stupidest things.. I literally threaten you and you probably think 'ooh dream I wish you would take me to your room and-' " he felt a hand on his mouth, so he licked it.
"Ew-! And I don't even do that, I'm not blushing either-" he looked down to hide it.
Dream saw through that and turned George towards him with a finger under his chin. "Looks like it to me~" he chuckled softly and looked him in the eyes, seeing him blush harder at the eye contact.
"F-fuck.. Just because I confessed last night doesn't mean you can do this to me.." He subconsciously bucked his hips into him, tilting his head back a bit.
Dream blushed lightly "I didn't know I could make you curse like this.. Your really making my ego go up right now.. And some other things~" he growled into his ear, pulling him onto his lap. George gasped and hid his face with a hand, whimpering loudly.
Dream smiled and held his hips down with his hands. "Is this ok?" He looked at him curiously. "Yes- please-" he snickered "my hands are big around your waist.." He moved them up and down.
George moaned softly and looked at his hands for a little too long than he should have. "T-they are.. I wonder.." He stopped his sentence, looking at him with doe eyes.
Dream smirked and moved his hand up to his chest "you were looking for a while, george.. why is that hm?" George debated taking it and sucking on his fingers, but just inspected his hand. "I don't have to tell you~" he kissed his palm, moving his hand to his neck.
"Maybe I can tell you a few things i think you like though... Size difference?" He tilted his head. Dream blushed harder and looked away, "...your smarter than most people make you out to be." he breathed out. George moved his hand to his own neck, Dream tightened his hand. "y-you like choking me too, probably accents~"
Dream breathed out after accents. "S-stop- stop calling me out-" he blushed harder. "Awweee, does someone have a accent kink? Does me swearing turn you on?" he leaned to his ear. "You like hearing this, yeah? Hearing me fucking call you out for your hot kinks?" He whispered.
Dream growled "george i will fucking rail you into the bed harder then I want to already if you don't stop-"
He blushed and paused, deciding he'd stop teasing him so he got praised. "d-dream~ please.. I'll stop being bad~" He bucked his hips again. "Please what?" He tightened his grip again. "Fuck me into the bed and tell me how good i am!" He put his head into Dream's chest. "Of course."
Dream get out from under the covers, exposing his bulge in his underwear. He pulls his hoodie down to hide it, "d-dont." He picked him up -locked his door first- then secondly put him over his desk. "Here, since you wanna be seen so bad, look at the reflection in the monitor?" He waved and george saw "mhm, i see you.." Dream chuckled "now look at me the whole time."
He held his head up with a hand around his neck so he could only see the reflection. George blushed "fuck- dreammm- do you have to?" He looked down, he noticed and pushed against his ass.
"Yes, if you want to get a reward. If not, you get punished like a bad boy. You like rewards right?" He tightened his grip and took his own hoodie off, then took georges shorts down and pulled the bottom off his hoodie up to his chest.
George rolled his eyes, Dream slapped his ass a bit harshly. George squeaked then whimpered, rolling his eyes back a tad. "s-sorry sir" he slapped him again and he did the same thing "please?" He looked at him with lidded eyes in the reflection. Dream snickered "when I'm ready, be patient." He slapped him; hard. He moaned softly and closed his eyes, tearing up a bit "d-dream.."
Dream tilted his head "oh? Am i just dream now? Call me my real name and I might hear you out." He chuckled and pulled his hair with a different hand. "C-clay.." He whined out. Dream blushed and looked down. "Har- hm~ harder~"
"do you want me to go harder, slut?" He said sickeningly sweet into his ear. "Please~!" he moaned softly "fuck- clay~.." He breathed out.
He did as he was told, george moaned softly, he had a huge (now hurting) boner by now. "Fuck- clay- I'm so fucking- touch me-" he breathed out "fine" dream said with a sigh. He smacked him harder then massaged the area "will you cum from this?" He looked at him in the reflection, smirking. "Maybe."
he took his hand and felt around him "how many inches are you?" Geoge whimpered "u-uhm.. I think- 7?" He put his head further down. "I can tell, you're smaller than me~" he swirled a hand around him then flipped him over, holding his legs up. "Dre- clay" he whined. "Keep- keep going.." He pouted. Dream just took his underwear off, and showed george "shut the fuck up." He put a hand on his neck and pulled georges underwear all the way down for him.
George tried to avoid looking at his dick for now, but ended up looking for a second. He saw it was around 9 inches, which would might need spreading for. He looked him up and down in awe. Dream laughed at him, then moved his dick against him "admiring?" George looked at his teeth; then started thinking of all the things they could do, blushing. "Your fangs.." He felt his own lips. They were wet. "You could probably break skin." He said softly. "Yeah."
Dream rubbed him again "so- What's the plan?" He lookd away shyly. "I'm not ready to take you, can I suck you off- or.. I could use.." He put his own legs down and turned around, putting his legs on either side of his thigh "This?" George blushed immediately "Y-yeah, that works." He started to move slowly then he felt Dream's hands on his hips. He shuddered. "Oh your not doing that part. I am." He said lowly. George breathed in and blinked at him, nodding.
Dream got to it, moving his hips slowly, then to fast, then back. "Your such a pretty boy for me, George. Why don't you look down for me?" He blushed and shook his head no. "George. You know better than that." He stopped his hips abruptly. He gulped. "Y-yes sir" he looked down for him, whimpering. "Why are you doing that hm? You caused it, it's your fault that your such a whore for me right now isn't it?"
He breathed shakily "i-i know, dream~" he looked up slowly, smirking. Dream tilted his head and grabbed him by the hair, pulling him forward "stop being bad or you'll get punished. Be a good boy, you know what to call me george. It's either clay or sir, got it?" He nodded feebly. "Good. Now let's continue, keep looking down."
He watched, blushing and holding onto dreams arms for support. "Please~ more~" he whined and looked at him, his eyes glossy. He chuckled lowly "do you know what more means for me?" He bounced his leg, hoping it would do something. He moaned loudly and covered his mouth with a hand. "Ah ah- bad." He pulled his hand away and held them down with his on his hips, trapping him. "That's more like it"
He went faster and George just moaned louder "fuck~ i-i feel like a slut clay~" he smiled at him "oh? You do, hm? You are one. Your my little slut right now. You look pathetic, not even getting off with my hand or anything- your using my fucking thigh, riding like the whore you are." He leaned to his ear, whispering. "tell me, george, are you my slut? Do you agree?" He went faster and moved a hand to hold both of his and another to his hair. He pulled his head up so he had a better canvas for his neck, starting to suck.
"Y-YES~ Y-yes I'm your slut sir~ clay- FUCK- I'm such a whore for you~ your my daddy~" Dream blushed a bit from that one. "c-can i cum, sir?" Dream hummed, thinking. "No." He blushed and looked at him pleadingly "please- dre- clay- I'm close~ i-i don't think i can hold it-" he came on his thigh with a moan. "F-fuck I'm sorry clay-" he turned away. Dream watched him silently, waiting till he was in a good headspace to do his punishment.
He panted softly, leaning on him. Dream decided to be a nice top and rubbed his back, bringing him into his chest "shhh, you did really good for me. Don't worry." He kissed his forehead then smiled softly "are you up to fuck or are you done?"
He shook his head, "not.. Not right now. I'm done.." He whispered then closed his eyes. Dream hummed then got up, carefully putting him laying down then getting them cleaned up. He then went back over, putting him in one of his hoodies then cuddling him "you comfy?" He nodded.
"Good. Do you wanna take a nap and I can edit your video like you asked me 2 months ago?" He snorted "that'd be nice.." He smiled softly then looked to him. He kissed his forehead again then got up, getting his PC booted up then quietly working on the video.
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