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Dream almost kicked the door in when he entered George's house. The former was furious. George knew he would be fucked.
Quite literally actually...
The brunet was used to it by now; Dream would show up whenever he wanted and then proceeded to finish what he came for in the first place. It didn't matter to him,if somebody didn't like what he wanted in that moment. George thought back to the time when Sapnap came for medical help because Dream beat him up over some potions the latter wanted but Sapnap didn't want to give away. It's always stupid stuff like that but what could they do? If Dream wanted something then he would get it. There was no other option for him.
George on the other hand had enough of this bullshit. The blond and him started "dating" months ago but Dream would only show up when he wanted to. There was absolutly no comfort in his actions either. The brunet reminded himself of the first night they shared together; it had been their first time together and Dream had been the softest anyone had ever seen him. It was the first and last time George saw his "friend" like that though...and there was the next point! George wasn't even sure what they were. Sure,they fucked but they didn't go on any dates and it was rare that Dream stayed over. He claimed what he wanted and then left. At first George told himself the other was just busy but no one was this busy. If Dream wanted George as his boyfriend,then he would have to state this clearly today otherwise George would break up whatever relationship they had and make sure the taller would never ever see him again. He was just so sick of it.
"Come here!" the voice sent a shiver down George's spine. Fuck,the man had some pleasent aspects..
"Hello to you too Dream,"his brown eyes rolled quickly before Dream stepped into the room he was in. The latter was wearing his usual dark green cloak and black turtleneck underneath. His thin black pants didn't hide the excitement he must've felt whatsoever.
Weird,he was clearly angry at something but for some reason also had a massive boner. George would never be able to fully understand the man that was for sure...
"Sweetheart,I'm sorry I was so busy the past...weeks but the little bitch in exile is acting up again. I swear to you,if I wouldn't need him,he'd already be dead thrice. How can a human be just so annoying?" rather than answering the question George wanted to ask his own.
"Dream,I don't care what you have to say for your defence,I just want you to know that I won't accept your lazy attempts to talk yourself out anymore. I'm sick and tired of it. You know what, I'm over it! You keep acting like we are your property and you can do to us whatever you want at all times! You beat Sapnap up the other time because he refused to give you his well earned potions?? You could brew your own you know? Dream,you don't own anyone and neither do you own me. So if you came for a quick fuck just to leave again then fuck off. I won't play your little games anymore.",he had to huff for air after this. God,this was a statement! He did it-
A dark laughter echoched through the room. "That was impressive Georgie, no really! For a second I believed your stupid little words. But you're still my little puppy, aren't you?I mean look at you; shaking and huffing for air after telling me what? You don't want to be mine anymore? Oh sweetheart,you've always been mine and it won't change. Guess what? I could make you scream my name right now and you would either beg me for more or beg me to stop. That's your decision by the way. The outcome is whatever you want it to be. But let me give you some advice,if you want to have a good time then you should be the good little boy I know you can be," Dream's voice seemingly dropped an octave when he stepped up to George and whispered in his ear: "So how about you get on your knees for me,puppy?"
George's knees turned into pudding when he desperatly tried to keep himself upright.
"Putting up a fight,huh? Don't worry not for long and you'll know exactly what you want- no need again."
A loud whine shook through the air. The brunet slammed his hand over his mouth. Shit,when did Dream's hand travel down...there?
"See? And you still want to refuse your feelings towards me,towards everything I do? C'mon Georgie,just say the words and I'll make you feel better than ever before."
"Fuck you"
"I think you need to take an English class sweetheart,it's 'fuck me' and not 'you'. I'll give you another chance because you're only a stupid little puppy in heat but get it right this time,got it?"
George in fact did not get it. Instead he barked out a couple of insults. "No fuck you, I hate this and there's no pleasure you could give me anyway. You were great the first night but you changed to the worse. What even are we?! If you want to be my boyfriend then you should act up on it and respect my boundaries!"
"I'm not your boyfriend. You are my puppy. A naughty one,who needs to be put in place." to strengthen his agrument Dream pushed George down on his knees. "Open your mouth," the mouth stayed close. "If you don't open it, I won't prep you. If you won't keep it open,I will use no lube."
George parted his lips. The taller pulled his pants and boxers down in the mean time,giving his erected length a couple of strokes before poking the brunet's cheek with the tip. It took everything in the smaller to not close his mouth or make a remark about the other right there. "Good boy,stick your tongue out," George obeyed and he felt disgusted by himself. He was listening way too well but what else was he supposed to do? This was for his well being after all. No prep and/or no lube? No way,that was too much to handle. Dream thrusted his hips forward into the wet warmth awaiting him. A grunt left his lips when his tip hit the other's throat,making the latter gag. The blond didn't leave any time to adjust or catch a breath. Instead he went straight for it and kept thrusting his hips forward,which only resulted in George gagging and trying not to choke.
"God,I remember you being better at this in the past. It really has been a long time,hasn't it? Don't worry puppy,I'll help you back to normal with that pretty throat of yours. Some consider an almost non-existent gag reflex a talent you know? And we don't want to waste or even lose talent now,do we?" a deep groan prevented any further words flowing from the taller's lips. He was clearly enjoying this and George took pride in knowing that he was the only one who could get Dream to make such lewd noises. The blond was a careful man,always making sure he wasn't vulnerable in any way. The brunet was his weak spot and George knew this just as well as the other did. A hand tangled itself in hazel locks when George swirled his tongue around the shaft. The grip was strong and he could feel the other's nails scraping along his scalp.
Fuck,this was a heavenly feeling.
George wasn't a person with a high libido but this got him turned on beyond believe. Why was his body betraying him like this? Maybe because he hadn't had proper touch in months due to Dream not visiting and George refusing to do anything with somebody else or even touch himself. Sounds stupid doesn't it? But for George it was the most logical thing. Dream may be a liar but he spit the truth when he said George enjoyed their meetups. Of course the older wanted them to turn out a little bit different but what could he say against a good fuck? If he could just get Dream to stay a little longer..at least for breakfast or some cuddles-
He got ripped out of his daydreams by a loud moan echoing from the walls. Salty,sticky liquid pumped into his mouth and got forced down his throat. He swallowed it with no effort.
"Da-mn..swallowing it all? Gosh you're such a good puppy for your sir," but before Dream could pat his pup he noticed a pale hand on blue fabric:
"Nevermind,you're just a stupid bitch in heat. You broke a rule Georgie."
He did what? When?? He and Dream had established some rules back in the early days to make it more interesting for the both of them. The "golden" and most important rule was "no touching unless the other states to do so" meaning that George wouldn't be allowed to touch himself unless Dream told him to do so but when did he...? Looking into his lap he saw his hand cupping his erection.
Oh c'mon.
"Dream I swear I didn't do it on purpose! I didn't notice until now!"
"How would you not notice that you're jacking off? You may be stupid but you know exactly what you're doing as long as it has to dow ith sex. You're a whore after all."
All George could do was whimper. "What do I do with a little slut like you,hm? You need to be punished that's for sure. Can't even keep his hands to himself,are you that desperate? C'mon just say you're a bitch in heat!"
The older shook his head. Dream's eyes lit up with a dangerous sparkle as he pulls something out of his inventory.
It's a Netherite sword.
"Dream no! No no no,please don't! You can fuck me,if you want to but please don't do that! Don't punish me,I'll be a good boy,the bestest boy you've ever seen! I'll be your whore,your puppy,whatever you want me to be j-just don't-" his begging was stopped by a dark chuckle. "Keep the begging for later,I'd like to hear that when I cum in your ass."
The brunet shuddered. That's it,it's confirmed: Dream is crazy. He has offically lost his mind. George would...what would happen to George? Would Dream stab him,or chop off his dick? Tears started pricking at the corners of his eyes. No way. No please no-
"Don't worry sweetheart,I would never hurt you. You should know this."
Oh. Well that was goo-
His train of tought got interrupted by a soft pair of lips roughly making out with him. When did Dream lean down? Dream was squatting in front of him,now shoving his tongue in the older's mouth and tasting himself on the other's tongue. The blond took both of George's hands into his free own and pinned them above the other against the cold stone wall. George had long closed his eyes and eagerly took in the affection he got so it was no miracle he didn't notice Dream's other hand,equipped with the dark sword, lift up. He only realized what happened as it was too late. The cold material cut through his flesh like a hot knife through butter. The blood ran down the wounds,staining everything on it's way down to the ground where it started to form a little puddle.
Dream had pinned his hands to the wall with the sword. He couldn't move them anymore even if he wanted to. Not only was it incredibly painful but they were literally pinned to the wall.
a terriyfing scream cut through the silence. "Y-you liar! You lied! You lied again,all you do is l-lie! It hurts Dream,why..why would you do that?! You fucking psychopath!" his voice was filled with pain and little sobs interrupted him from time to time. The tears were flowing down his face like waterfalls and George was sure he had swallowed some snot that ran down his nose and landed on his lips. "Baby,I said I'd punish you and I did just that. I wouldn't hurt you. Punishing and hurting you are two different things. But of course a stupid dog like you wouldn't get that.."
The nickname made the older shudder. Dream's words didn't make sense in the slightest but George was in too much pain to even try and figure out what the younger had said. The latter dove down to his friends mouth again,going in for another kiss; all teeth and no comfort at all. Dream was biting the burnet's bottom lip and relished in the weak whimper which escaped through gritted teeth. His hands wandered around the other's body,slipping under the blue shirt he settled on the pale chest,teasing the other's sensitive nipples. Dream didn't stop pinching them until they were hard and George wiggled in his grip,trying to get away but being restrained to the wall. When Dream saw the string of drool running down the older's chin,he knew he had the male exactly where I wanted him. So the blond pulled away and watched as George bucked his hips up into the air,trying to get back some friction. "Say the words and I'll make you feel good Georgie"
A groan left the older's mouth before he found his words. "Please,Dream please just fuck me. Make me feel good,make the pain go away,please help me,please please please-"
His pleads got answered by Dream pulling out another sword from his inventory,this time he was more careful with it and only cut through the fabric of George's shirt,ripping it in half and putting the sword away as the fabric hit the ground. The pale chest in front of him looked like a beautiful canvas,ready to be drawn on. Dream dove back and bit on George's neck,leaving a trail of marks all around the brunet's throat. He left a trail of kisses when he made his way down to his friend's pants. Licking along the Brit's abdomen he started to work on the pants with his hands. Once he got them unbuttoned he pulled away to pull pants and boxers off. Dream loved the way he could see every reaction George made to his teasing but he got impatient. Jacking off didn't do the job for him and there was no one getting him as riled up as George did. The older was his weakness and Dream loved the feeling of bending his weakness' will however he pleased just to end up fucking him anyway. It made him feel powerful in a way nothing else could.
He licked his lips when the other's erection sprung at him. He had planned on giving George head today but since the other hadn't behaved he would also not get a treat. Instead the blond focussed on the Brit's pink flushed hole,twitching in anticipation. This was heaven. Dream made himself comfortable on hs knees before lifting George's hips, scooting a bit closer so the other would still be in a somewhat comfortable position with his arms attached to the cold stone.
George didn't expect the tongue that prodded at his entrance. Fuck,Dream would fuck him with his tongue? When the warm muscle entered George forgot everything and let out a drawn out moan. He could feel the smirk on his ass as Dream kept working him open with his tongue,minding every angle and trying to get to every corner. He was eating him out and George couldn't help the noises that escaped his throat.
When the brunet moaned more whorish than any pornstar could,Dream knew what he found and kept attacking that spot. "D-Dream..no- too much- gonna cum,gonna cum,cum,cum-" his voice got higher with each word and was merely above a whisper. George was in pure bliss aside from the blood running down his arms. Dream tapped against his thigh twice. Twice? That was usually the sign to stop what was supposed to stop- the cum. Dream just told George not to cum without even using words. Why was that attractive? George felt the knot in his stomach try to untighten,he was about to trip over the edge. So close,so close- if only he could let himself fall. But instead he wrapped his legs around the younger,keeping him close. George tried to grip at anything for dear life but again his hands were...occupied with the sword.
Dream swirled his tongue around the bundle of nerves inside the other,edging him as long as he knew was possible. George was a good slut,he always listened to what his master said. Unless he didn't and Dream had to punish him...but a day like today was rather rare. The blond collected some salvia in his mouth before letting it run into the other's ass along with his tongue. It was not much and nearly not as fillend as his cum but Dream deemed his work good when George let out a particulary loud moan. Just adding a bit of spice was his train of thought. Then he tapped against one of the soft thighs once.
George was in heaven,he didn't need to wait any more seconds before his cum spurted out of his dick and landed in thick withe ropes on his chest and abdomen. Dream pulled back,watching the beautiful mess before setting George's hips back down on the wooden floor. Heavy panting was all that filled the air when Dream scooped up some blood from the puddle on the floor and licked it off his lips. "Perfect," he whispered before getting as much of the brunet's blood as possible on his hand and stroking his dick with it. he had lube in his pocket but this was way hotter. Dream let his finger travel along George's abdomen,trying to drown them in the cum that would only waste away there. The younger stuck two of the cum coated fingers inside George's hole making the latter groan. He was clearly overstimulated and not ready for the next round yet but Dream was impatient. He wanted to paint the other's insides red and white. It would be beautiful. When he thought there was enough cum in the other he positioned himself at the waiting entrance. Slamming in without mercy he could feel the sticky liquid move around with him. His still kind of bloody hand left beautiful marks on pale skin as he grabbed George by the waist again. The red was contrasting the Brit's skin so wonderfully. This was perfect. George was still tight,of course Dream stretched him with his tongue but that wasn't enough. Especially not considering the girth of the younger's dick alone. George felt the stretch too,squirming at the slight burn.
He had taken the blond down his throat but taking him in his ass was a totally different feeling. Once again he got reminded how long and thick the other was. A monster in George's opinion. Was Dream sure he wasn't some type of mob hybrid? They usually had bigger dicks, Technoblade for example-
The brunet forgot what he was thinking about as Dream started a relentless pace,thrusting into him with a type of force George didn't know was possible. He hit the older's prostate head on,slamming into it and making sure George couldn't form any coherent sentences anymore. "Dre-eaam! Harder-nghHH harder please! Plea-ahhHH"
All George could do was hope Dream would understand what he meant while rolling his eyes back and letting his tongue loll out,drool running down his chin once again. He looked fucked out and he knew it. But what was he supposed to do against it? Dream was hitting all his buttons,doing a perfect job at getting him close to the edge once again. The older's dick started to hurt,he had just cum there was no way he could cum again this soon. Dream dove down to suck on soft flesh before biting down on it to leave marks all over the other's abdomen while his hands were occupied massaging sensitive nipples. It was unfair, George was extremely sensitive from cumming just a few minutes ago and Dream played with him like this. Dream edged him as long as possible until he knew the other had to cum. George twitched around him,indicating he was close again. "Dream-" Dream held the other up by the back now,getting him as close to sitting upright as he could before he grabbed him by the waist harshly and slammed down. The brunet was now rather screaming than moaning.
"C'mon puppy,cum for your sir," and George did. He didn't know how it was possible for him to cum even harder than before but here he was,covered in thick ropes. They didn't stick to him long though until they ran down to the connection point of him and Dream where they ran over his hole and Dream's lenght. It didn't stop there though. The blond kept going,chasing his own release desperatly. The overstimulation hit the older like a truck.George was so sensitive. All his senses were flooded with pleasure and all his mind could get together was Dream Dream Dream at this point. "Too much- Dream pls stop- need to cum-" Dream didn't listen though. He wasn't planning on finishing any time soon unless he was fully satisfied. "Dre- sir please cum f-for your puppy- so much ahhh~"
That was music to Dream's ears. He buried himself balls deep in the other's ass before releasing with a deep growl. He pulled out and watched the mess of cum,spit and blood flow slowly out of the now stretched hole. He licked his lips at the image and took a mental picture before looking up at George's face and biting down on his lip. How could someone look this attractive while being passed out? Dream chuckled as he pulled the Netherite sword out of the wall and the Brit's hands. He put it back in his inventory and pulled a splash potion of healing out instead. After dropping it on George he pulled the other up and carried him to the bathroom where he carefully washed his sweaty and stained body before changing him into a loose shirt and sweats to drop him off in the bed. Hesitantly he climbed under the sheets and rested an arm around the brunet.
A statement was made.