Soft snores from Sapnap filled the silence of the hotel room where the George and Dream were asleep.
Well, not Dream.
It was the last night in California before heading back to Flordia, and Dream just couldn’t sleep.
He couldn’t stop thinking of the fact he can go back home with his partners and have them both there.
In real fucking life.
Turning over on his side to lean his head on Sapnap’s chest he glanced up to George who had just started breathing slightly heavier.
Watching intently for a moment to see what would happen, soft mumbles started to follow also, more of a gibberish than actual words.
Curious if he could hear more words, the other man started moving his head, some drool running down his face onto Sapnap’s sweatshirt.
Brushing it off as a dream, the blond about turned around when he heard a soft moan of, ‘dr’m.’
Jaw dropping slightly, it only got louder and he could feel the bed start to squeak underneath him.
Looking over once again at George, he saw his fist clutching the sleeve of his boyfriend and hips moving from side to side.
Blinking in disbelief, frozen, Dream paused not exactly not knowing what to do with each given whimper and whine growing louder.
Dream couldn’t help but stare at him. His hands became sweaty and couldn’t even stop himself from being turned on at the scene that was going down in front of him.
“S’ sappy s- so good, D’m plesee harder,” George muttered, his humping only speeding up at every second.
Jesus Christ.
Not moving an inch to wake his two boyfriends up, the blond continued his sinful behavior by just watching the older.
It was so hot, Dream about came from just the fact his partner was having a wet dream and thrusting against his other sleeping boyfriends thigh.
It was going just fine until Sapnap woke up.
“What the fu-“
“Shush! Don’t wake him,” Dream pleaded, Sapnap’s eyes wide at the fact his boyfriend was humping his leg, and the other watching him.
Freezing himself of a ‘what the fuck,’ do I do situation, he looked up to Dream and almost laughed at the most pathetic turned on face.
“You’re seriously turned on by George humping my leg?” Sapnap whispered, a chuckle following.
Rolling his eyes with dusty pink cheeks, Dream dug his head into Sapnap’s chest, “yes, it’s not just that he’s fucking whimpering shit like-“
“Sap- Sap, please. F- fucks sake,” was the loudest one was heard at the perfect time to make Sapnap now speechless.
“Told ya.”
Dream smirked proudly, only to get interrupted by more whines of pleading.
“We need to discuss this tomorrow,” Sapnap whimpered, feeling a sudden change of pace on his legs.
Dream sighed, “how in the hell are we gonna get fucking turned off? We need to literally be in a plane in what.. Four hours? We’re not gonna make it.”
Humming in consideration and frustration, he finally came to a conclusion.
Slowly the smaller turned his body to face the taller, trying his best to not wake the sleeping man, who was definitely turned on more than the awake.
“Hand job?” Sapnap said tracing his hand over Dream’s toned belly, and Dream’s eyes rolled back in his head thinking of that,
“Fuck, yeah.”
Eagerly Sapnap reached down into the dark blind’s sweats, being careful around the bruises Dream received from fighting whatever happened last night in bed.
Doing the same to get into Sapnap’s boxers to be very much excepted wet pair, he wasted no time to pick up Sapnap’s obvious hard on, and got to work,
Whimpering quietly, the awake brunet did the same, just wanting to get off so he could actually get some sleep before a long way to the airport.
The two brought their lips together in a deep kiss, Dream using his other hand to run through the thick curls of his lover.
If anything, Dream thought this was the hottest session he had had with his younger boyfriend, other than that time when they first met up.
But focusing on the now, with the noises that Sapnap and George was making, and the hand on his dick, he made his own soft moans in Sapnap’s hot mouth.
Again, Dream and Sapnap thought they were going to get off without waking George, until they froze in fear hearing a small British voice of, “what’s happening?”
Bitting his lip hard, Dream pulled away from Sapnap, a long string of drool keeping them connected, both of their faces red and worried.
“N- nothing, honey. Go back to sleep,” Dream pitifully said, embarrassment filling his tone.
It was funny that Dream even thought that was going to work.
George furrowed his eyebrows feeling wetness blow him until his own face went red realizing what just happened.
“Oh..” George trailed off, noticing he didn’t even cum from any of that.
“Don’t worry it’s ok, you did cum right?” Sapnap asked, not turning around, halfway he didn’t wanna embarrass himself by being hard, or embarrass George by the fact he knew he was having a wet dream.
Huffing out, George hesitated, “sure… Sorry if I woke you.”
Liar.
“No, you only woke me. And you’re lying,” Dream laughed, Sapnap giggling along.
Groaning, George noticed that Sapnap hadn’t even cum yet.
“You didn’t cum either, idiots, come and fuck me or something. I’ll suck one of you off,” George whined, he needed to get off or he might fucking die.
Eyes lit up, and Dream was already bouncing up from his bed, crawling in front of George, took down his shorts and boxers, and spread his legs,
George laughed seeing how fast his boyfriend did that, he leaned his head back, impatiently waiting for the dark blond to get it over with,
Sapnap, on the other hand was so sleepy, he might fall asleep while getting a blow job.
“Shit, George,” Dream gasped looking down to see a goddamn plug.
Oh.
George forgot about that, but it was the perfect time to have it.
“Just fuck me, lube, though,”
George warned, leaning his head on the pillow to meet the other waiting to get it over with.
Nodding, Dream grabbed the almost empty bottle of lube on the nightstand while George took his younger boyfriends cock in his mouth, breathy sighs coming from Sapnap’s mouth at the warmth.
Seconds passed, and Dream was ready, not wasting any time to push in.
George fucking wailed at the size, and Dream’s eyes widened, worried that he would wake anyone up.
Sapnap himself moaned at the sensation around him, digging his hands in George’s messy hair.
“Shh, pretty, you’re ok, taking it so well for us,” Dream praised, pushing in the rest of the way, panting himself.
Nothing compared to having Dream, even in George’s wildest dreams, he could never imagine this feeling.
It’s only been a week of fucking and loving, but George thought he would never get used to Dream.
“Move, move, Dr’m,” George whined, pulling off of Sapnap for just a second.
Not denying him one bit, Dream moved out just halfway, only to move right back in, grabbing George’s hips to keep him steady.
The eldest whimpered, grabbing the blond’s hands to hold his own wrists above his head.
It was now a instinct to be held down, George discovering that the first time he held Dream’s hand and finding the difference between his and Dream’s hand.
Sapnap shut his eyes, every hum from George and movement from Dream getting him closer.
George’s eyelids went halfway down, being so fucking out of it and sleepy, he could feel himself start to only get closer.
“Close, Dream harder, get him to cum,” Sapnap whimpered, almost falling over from how tired and horny he was from everything.
Listening to the requests, one dead in thrust on his prostate, George couldn’t keep it in, covering Dream’s stomach and his own in white.
Seeing that most filthy sight, Dream came himself, only dropping his weight and not even thrusting throughout.
And from everything that had happened, all it took was a whine from George to get him to cum.
“Fucking, shit.”
Sapnap whimpered, holding George by his hair, George not even pulling off til his younger boyfriend was done.
Lasting about 15 seconds, Sapnap pulled out almost immediately, leaning his head on the headboard of the bed, absolutely exhausted.
George himself could feel himself falling asleep, eyes drooping.
Dream soon pulled out, complaints filling the room.
He just sighed happily, happy to please, and still completely fucked out.
Looking at his sleepy boyfriends, Dream glanced over to the alarm clock and froze.
“Shit.”
“What?”
“We have five fucking minutes to be out of the door!” Dream said, the other two springing up at his partners words.
“WHAT?!” The two shouted, looking over at the clock and only for it to be the time as stated.
Jumping out of bed, George about passing out from his legs being so unsteady, the three rushed to the bathroom, covered in cum to do whatever they could do to look decent and get the fuck out.
“Remind me to never fucking have a wet dream again,” George cringed wiping off the drying cum from his belly, getting a giggle from Sapnap.
“Gotta admit it was worth it and so fucking hot.”
“SAPNAP.”
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