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Most clubs were stuffy, loud and dirty. Drunk people everywhere and the shittiest music you could imagine. Not this club though… It may still be loud but the air was much more breathable due to the constant air conditioning.
George looked around, hoping he could find someone who not only caught his eye but who was also interested in the same things. He didn’t know why, but he always preferred BDSM clubs over regular ones.
He liked the atmosphere better and everyone was nicer than in most other clubs. He made his way over to the bar, ordering his regular drink and looking around. Still no one seemed to be interested so he just slipped on his drink. He could wait.
George jumped when he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder, lifting his head to look up at the other person. “Dream?”
“Sure am. Are you looking for anyone?”
“Yeah, what about you?”
Dream nodded, grinning as he ordered himself a drink as well. He leaned against the bar next to him, looking down at George. “Yeah, I’m in the mood. What are you thinking of doing?”
“Something a bit less conventional… was kinda thinking of doing heavier stuff.”
He took another sip of his drink, glancing up at the other. “What are you looking for? Anything specific?”
“Oh you know, the usual. But I mean… If you were up for it, I’d totally do something with you.”
George smiled, somehow he could always count
on this guy to be exactly into what he liked. They’d done quite a few plays and scenes together, also heavier things which was kind of handy since it meant they wouldn’t have too long of a conversation about their limits. “So, are you thinking of renting a room here or going somewhere else? My roommate isn’t home so we could go to my place.”
George shook his head, showing a key in his hand. “Already got a room. Honestly I was hoping I’d meet you.”
He chuckled, grinning up at Dream. He smiled back, nodding. “Alright, sounds good. Just gotta finish my drink, one second.”
“Take your time, I’ve got one too.”
Dream nodded, slowly finishing his drink. He placed his glass down when he was down, pushing it over the counter along with the money and a tip. George didn’t know why, but it was kind of hot… “So, what are you thinking of doing anyway? More like spanking or what’re you feeling like?”
George paid for his drink once he was finished, moving to the rooms in the back. “I was kinda thinking of doing non-con… We can do something a bit lighter though if you’re not into that.”
“Nah, I’d love to do that! We can for sure do something like that.”
“Oh- cool.”
Dream grinned at him while they walked down the hall until they were in the right room. George opened the door and locked it behind them once they were both in. “What kind of scenario? I mean that could be all kinds of stuff.”
“I was thinking like a burglar? Whatever you’re comfortable with. You could tie me up too, maybe a few threats.”
Dream nodded, seeming like he was thinking for a moment. He moved over to the bed, humming at the soft sheets. “Sounds cool. You wanna go over limits again?”
“Probably a good idea. You know my usual stuff and I guess for this one specifically. Just no too tight bondage and I don’t want a gag this time, just in case something goes wrong. I assume I’ll be pretty out of it.”
“Yeah, sounds reasonable. As for me, I don’t think I have anything to add. Just my usuals.”
George nodded as he sat down on the bed, laying back. He sighed, feeling how soft it was. “So, let’s get this started. Usual safeword and traffic light system for checkups?”
“Yeah, sounds good.”
He began undressing, now in only the underwear he’d specifically picked out. He rolled his eyes playfully when Dream whistled at him, laying down on the bed. “Don’t try and woo me, get to the fucking already!”
“As you wish.”
Dream shrugged, grabbing a rope from a cupboard, infinitely grateful that they had all the different items they’d need in here already. He swung the rope over his shoulder, looking around. “I’m ready. You feeling good?”
George simply nodded in response, sitting up with his back against the headboard, stomach swirling with excitement. He watched how easily Dream slipped into his role, walking over to George and leaning onto the bed. “What do we have here? All on your own princess?”
He felt a shudder run down his spine at the low tone, looking around like he was nervous. “What do you want..?”
He was a little proud at how meek his voice sounded. He wasn’t always the best at scenes. Weirdly, it was always easier with Dream… “I think we can have some fun, hm? I mean you’re already dressed like a whore.”
George gasped when he felt Dream climb over him, scooting up further on the bed as if to get away but quickly pinned down. “Please, don’t- don’t hurt me…”
“Oh don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”
The grin on the others face said otherwise, not that he minded. He liked it a little rough. “Just to make sure you don’t try and run away…”
Suddenly there was rope binding his wrists and he was tied to the bed, unable to move his arms. Dream shot him a look to ask if the binding was too tight but he shook his head, it felt right. “There we go… you’re a quiet one, aren’t you?”
George looked away, biting his lip. His eyes widened when Dream practically gripped his face, making him turn to look back at him again. “I’ll make sure to have you screaming by the end of the night.”
He felt his face heat up as Dream's hands slowly moved down his sides, almost gentle. “You’re all dressed up, were you expecting something? Probably just waiting for someone to come in and do this to you, huh?”
George tried shaking his head, only getting a chuckle in return. “Don’t even try and deny it. I know what you want.”
“No, I-”
A hand was around his neck before he could get another word out. Dream's face got incredibly close to his suddenly. “Don’t fucking talk back to me. There’s no use anyway.”
He choked out a gasp, nodding quickly. His eyes were wide like he was afraid, looking around in a panic. “Just like that, if you can behave maybe it won’t hurt.”
Then Dream's hands were moving to pull down his underwear, a whimper escaping him. “You’re already hard?”
The low chuckle that followed made George shiver, he felt so pathetic… Damn it, Dream was good at this. “See, I told you that you want this. You’re so desperate already.”
He whimpered when the other wrapped a hand around his dick, fondling it like it was nothing more than a stress toy. “Cute… You’re so small, have you ever even fucked anyone with this?”
George shook his head, just to add to the scene. Of course he had but it just made things better. “Pathetic. Well, it’s probably for the better. No one would even feel this thing.”
He let his head fall back, listening when he heard Dream unzip his pants. “And look at you, you’re already prepared for me.”
George gasped when he felt Dream pull out the plug he’d used to keep himself open. He didn’t feel like any build up this time so he’d just prepared himself beforehand. “You’re such a slut. So desperate for someone to fuck you.”
He nodded quickly, feeling his head already getting foggy. “Yeah, please…”
Dream chuckled, already knowing this would happen. He grabbed a condom from a bedside table, the layout familiar. He rolled it over himself just to be sure before positioning himself.
George tugged on the ropes he was bound with, looking up at Dream pleadingly. Finally, he felt the other push inside, a soft moan leaving him.He nodded after a moment when he felt he was ready for the other to move. His head fell back when Dream started thrusting into him, though slow at first.
Quickly though he began moving faster, leaning down into George’s neck to suck hickeys onto it. “Fuck- Feels so good, please…”
Dream grinned, moving a hand to run through George's hair, guiding his head to lean to the side. “You’ll look so good, all marked up. Everyone will know you’re mine.”
“Yeah, everyone-”
George couldn’t do much except take it, fog taking over his head as he felt himself slip into subspace. “Aww, are you all out of it? Good boy, hm?”
Dream chuckled. He changed the angle of his hips so he was thrusting deeper into George, trying to find his prostate. He knew he’d hit it when the other moaned loudly, angling his thrusts so he was hitting it consistently.
George was gripping the ropes, trying to find some kind of way to keep himself grounded as his prostate was practically assaulted. “Gonna fuck you until you’re nothing but a puddle. You look so fucking sweet right now…”
He just nodded at Dream’s words, feeling himself approach the edge way too quickly than he’d like. “I- I’m close…”
“You gonna cum, slut?”
George whined, nodding rapidly in hopes that the other would let him. “Fine, if you’re that desperate then I guess I’ll let you. I’m not stopping though.”
He tried to agree, knowing there wasn’t any way he would even be able to hold back. The pleasure just seemed to build up more and more until finally it overwhelmed him. His vision going white for a second as he bathed in the pure bliss of his orgasm.
Quickly though it turned into overstimulation, Dream stopped hitting his prostate constantly. He started squirming, clenching around the other to get him to finish already. “So impatient. You want my cum that badly?”
George nodded, whining. He tugged on the ropes again, trying to signal to Dream to hurry up. “I’m close, don’t worry. Just a little longer.”
Sure enough it didn’t take Dream long to finish, reaching his climax in only a few more thrusts. “Fuck… That was good…”
George was still feeling a little foggy, though relieved when Dream pulled out. His hands were unbound and he simply slumped onto the sheets, smiling when the other laughed at him. “Damn, you’re exhausted.”
“Yeah, well, I just got fucked pretty hard…”
Dream gently ruffled his hair, pulling him closer. “Do you wanna wait with cleaning up or just do it now?”
“Just a few more minutes…”
He got a nod in response, strong arms encasing him in a hug. He sighed, relaxing. “That was good… We didn’t really stick with it though-”
“Yeah, no, but I mean we can try again some time?”
George nodded, leaning into Dream. “Yeah, that sounds good.”