Stream had just ended, and George felt like he was going to explode because of how much Dream had teased him. Normally, all the teasing wouldn’t get to him so badly, but it was the kind of teasing that got him this time. Dream had been sending him suggestive messages, photos and videos the entire time that the brit had been streaming.
This included pictures of Dream with a hand around his throat, making his face look fucked out as he looked into the camera lens of his phone, pictures of him gripping himself through his loose sweatpants, a screenshot of the app for the vibrator George owned open and waiting. He had also sent videos of himself pulling the waistband of his sweats down so that his boxers were visible, stroking himself through them. The last video was similar to the picture of him with his face looking fucked out while choking himself, but this time George could actually see Dream squeezing his neck. So before putting his vibrator to use, he decided to send back some photos and videos of his own.
The first photo he decided to send was on his slim, delicate hand wrapped around his throat with his eyebrows drawn together as he looked pleadingly at the phone camera. He didn’t send it yet though, thinking it would be best to send all of the results at once. The second photo he took was of him sitting back on his thighs in front of a floor length mirror, only boxers and one of Dream’s hoodies on with his thighs spread into a ‘v’ shape, his free hand placed on the floor in between his thighs.
And then he had ideas of videos to send to him. The first one was maybe around thirty seconds long, sitting in the same position as the mirror picture, but this time the camera was facing his lap. George squeezed at a plush thigh with his hands until an imprint could be seen disappearing back into his skin. After he was done, he slipped his hand up his thigh and brushed it over his erection, letting out a breathless moan as he did so. The action caused him to clench his thighs together, a soft whine emerging from his throat as he gripped himself through his boxers, head tilting back.
He stopped himself from getting too far ahead of himself, moving onto his next idea.
George turned the camera perspective around so that it was showing his flushed face before starting to record. He smiled seductively at the camera before parting his lips and sticking his tongue out, sliding his fingers over it to cover them in spit. He didn’t stop until his fingers pressed in deep, making his eyes water until fat crystal drops fell down soft pale cheeks. He knew his boyfriend just adored when he cried while they were doing anything sexual and knew it would rile him up.
After a while, he pulled his fingers out of his mouth and stopped the recording. And then there was the last one. He had sent all of the videos and pictures except for the one he was currently looking at.
It was a video of him fucking himself on his fingers and vibrator through the mirror so that Dream could see every little detail. He didn’t dare to cum though, not wanting to be punished as it was often something that was so unenjoyable that the brunette would regret doing it for a long time.
Once George was done sending all of the gifts he had for Dream, he sat back down in his streaming chair, whimpering as the tip of the vibrator rested against the sensitive ball of nerves inside of him. It wasn’t on currently, as Dream was most likely alerted through the app that it had been turned on and would be going through what he had sent to him.
Around two minutes was all that it took before Dream was calling him over Discord. George answered the call, video off while he giggled.
“You fucking brat .” Dream growled out, camera on with his phone in his hand.
“Do you like your gifts, Dreamie?~”
Dream stared into his webcam with a coldness in his eyes, dark lust vieling his irises.
“Camera on. Now.”
George’s breath hitched in the back of his throat, immediately switching it on. His face was red as he worried his bottom lip in between pastel white teeth. The sight of him caused a dangerous smirk to appear onto Dream’s face, making George gulp at the look on his, usually soft, boyfriend’s face.
“There’s my obedient boy.~ It’s too sad that you’ve been such a brat. I guess I’ll just have to punish it out of you.~”
George whined at that immediately, his thighs clenching together in a movement that caused the vibrator to rub against his prostate. His mouth dropped open to let out a quiet moan, head tilting back slightly as his eyes fluttered until they were half shut.
“Awww, does my bitch have the vibrator in still? Maybe I can punish him with that.~”
He shook his head, stomach clenching and his cock leaking from the confines of his boxers that he had put back on after sending everything to Dream.
“Oh? Why not, baby? Don’t want me to make you fall apart into a pathetic, desperate puddle of a human being?”
The tone of Dream’s voice was dangerously seductive, and he knew what he was doing to George. He could tell by every quiet noise, every shuffle in his posture, the blush that was high on his cheekbones that deepened. He knew just how to get to George, just like how the other knew how to do the same for him, and they were damn good at it.
“I was just doing what you did to me-”
Dream raised an eyebrow at him through the screen, leaning in so that he was closer.
“Maybe so, but you aren’t the one in charge. Are you now? You aren’t the one in control of your own pleasure, the one that makes you become a bitch in heat with the littlest of interaction. Are you?”
George whimpered softly at Dream’s words, a shiver running down his spine that made his back arch with his hands braced on his desk to resist touching himself.
“And to think that underneath that bratty little bitch is my good, obedient boy.”
George sobbed out in desperation, his cock aching in his boxers and begging to be touched, begging for the sweet release that an orgasm brought.
“What’s wrong, baby? Are you desperate?”
The sinister look on Dream’s face as he spoke did dangerous things to George and his body. It lit every nerve on fire with need and made the fire in his lower abdomen roar.
“Y-Yes...I’m so desperate for you…”
Dream hummed softly as he looked lower on his boyfriend’s body, making him squirm.
“You should take those boxers off and let me see you, darling.~”
George whined softly but stood up, taking off his boxers before sitting back on the chair with a leg thrown over the arm, giving Dream a good view of the vibrator still inside him. He also lifted the hoodie up a bit so his midriff was exposed, showing a little more of himself without getting fully undressed.
Dream let out a pleased noise at what he saw, palming himself through his sweats like he had been before.
“Such a needy boy for me.~”
George bit his lip to stifle the noises that threatened to leave his throat, digging his hands into his thighs.
“Aww, what’s wrong, Georgie? You want to be pleasured?”
George let out a needy whine at Dream’s voice because it was true. He wanted Dream to start using the vibrator and he wanted him to make him cum harder than he had in a while.
This was because they hadn’t gotten off with each other in about a month, the two of them becoming busy with streaming and making/editing YouTube videos.
“Dream, please. We haven’t done anything in so long and fuck, I got so hard during stream when you sent those things to me. I had to end stream before chat realized what happened. I couldn’t help but send you some things back as a thank you for the gifts you gave me. Fuck, I can’t wait until I’m able to go to Florida, I want you to wreck me so bad- ah fuck!~ ”
George moaned out as the vibrator turned on inside of him, it starting out fairly high. His back arched as his head tilted back in pleasure, grinding back onto the toy inside of him that made his body wreck through a full body shiver.
“S-So g-good! Fuck, you make me feel so good, Dream-”
There was that dark chuckle again, the chuckle that made him whimper at the sheer amount of power that it exuded. Which was fitting, as it made Dream feel like the most powerful man in the world when he could make bratty, stubborn George crumble into a mess or pure need and desperation. And of course, it wasn’t too long before George was starting to get close. Dream could tell by the arch in his back, the trembling of thighs, the throwing back of a head to expose a porcelain toned neck, the high pitched, breathy noises that came from George’s throat.
Dream decided he was going to be mean and did the one thing he knew made the other oh so needy. He turned the vibrator off completely. George sobbed out in desperation, much like he had earlier, body haunching over as he was denied of an orgasm.
“Dream, I’m sorry for being bad earlier, just please let me cum. I’ll cum all over myself, just for you to see, I promise. Just please let me cum-”
Dream moved his camera down so George could see his crotch, the older of the two breathing heavily when he saw the stiff outline of Dream’s cock through his sweatpants.
“You see what your little charades and noises do to me, George? This is all because you decided to tease me back. And to think I was going to let you cum tonight too...such a shame.~”
George whimpered at Dream’s words, his eyes trained on the taller one’s clothed cock.
“P-Please don’t tell me you mean that, Dream. Please. I swear, I’ll do anything when I come visit you, I promise. Please let me see your cock, please.” George begged, voice thick with arousal as he tried his best to keep his hands to himself. The thought of it made him shiver, really not wanting to find out what kind of punishment that would land him. He especially didn’t want to find out what it was if Dream planned on waiting until George came to Florida to deliver it in person, completely under his mercy. Which, Dream didn’t have much of most of the time, depending on how generous he was feeling that day.
“Yeah? You wanna see my cock, kitty? Want me to pleasure myself for you?”
George whimpered quietly, his eyebrows furrowing at Dream as he really did want to see him.
“Dream, please. I’ll do anything, I swear!”
Dream started pulling down his sweatpants and his boxers, George just watching as he did. He pulled his cock out and firmly held it in his hand, George salivating when he saw his boyfriend’s cock.
“Fuck, I can’t wait until I can wrap my lips around you cock. It’s gonna feel so good in my mouth, I want it so bad. Please, please, please!”
Dream cooed softly and started to slowly stroke his cock, turning the vibrator inside George back on, causing him to moan loudly.
“Can you put your fingers in your mouth for me, baby? Will that make it better?”
George whined and nodded shyly, putting his middle and index fingers into his mouth to suck on them. He hummed quietly in relief, eyes starting to flutter shut.
‘That’s it, baby. Just relax for me, I’ll take care of you.~”
George relaxed onto the vibrator, making it sink further in and press directly onto his prostate. The pressure caused him to jolt, his legs pulling in against his chest and making him moan against his fingers.
Dream hummed quietly as he jerked himself off, watching his boyfriend squirm in his chair.
“Baby? Can you put your other hand around your throat? Need to make sure you’re still being a good btch for me.~”
George shuddered but did as he was told, wrapping an alabaster hand around his slim throat. He tried to let his trembling legs back down but the vibrator was suddenly turned up higher. He whined as his back arched, legs clenching tight up to his chest.
Dream bit his lip as he stroked faster, a deep groan managing to slip past his lips. He gripped harder as he twisted his wrist, letting his lip go as he groaned freely. He continued to watch as George writhed, the other panting heavily as he tried not to cum.
They were both so fucking close to climax, especially George since he had been denied and how desperately he was trying to hold on. George slipped his fingers out of his mouth, panting heavily as his face twisted in pleasure.
“Fuck! George, I’m gonna cum for you.~”
George started to sob as he tried his hardest to force his orgasm down, tears slipping down his cheeks.
“P-Please let me cum, Dream! I’m so close! N-Need t-to-”
Dream groaned as his stomach twisted in pleasure at the sight of George crying. His head tilted back slightly as he painted his hand and stomach sheer white with his cum.
“Cum for me, kitty.~”
George’s moans got higher pitched and more breathy as his tongue lolled out, his hand gripping slightly harder at his neck.
“Touch your pathetic little cock for me.~”
George whined needily as he started to stroke his cock, his hand a blur as he did so. His moans became whines as the knot in his stomach tightened as much as possible. The knot came undone and he moaned loud as tears soaked his cheeks, covering himself in his cum.
He twitched as he came down from his orgasm, Dream turning the vibrator off and he sighed in relief.
“George? You with me, baby?”
George nodded quietly and slowly slid the vibrator out of him, whining at the overstimulation. He reached for a tissue on his desk and cleaned himself off, Dream doing the same.
They both shuffled into bed after joining a call on their phones, setting up their phones so that it was like they were facing each other on their sides. It wasn’t too long before they fell asleep, ‘I love you’s staining each other’s mouths before they descended into the sweet dark pit of sleep.
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