A Dream's Bite

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Warning: Biting and a intense spicy scene

(No smut)

       "What do you want from me?" Clay asked, he sounded so broken. He didn't understand, what would George even want from him.

"I want you." George whispered. It was so simple.

"What?" Clay asked a bit shocked. He looked away, unable to face George in that moment. He clenched his jaw as overwhelming emotions took over for an instant.

"You have to bite me." George said. Clay snapped his attention back to George. Clay watched in horror as George fumbled with his coat, revealing his neck. "The hunger keeps getting worse until you bite me, right?"

Clay watched George for a bit. He wrinkled his nose at the smell of George's blood. George had cut himself of the branches and bushes on the way to the clearing. George had no idea how tempting this was for Clay.

Or maybe he did this on purpose.

"I can't control myself George." Clay said ever so softly, "I could kill you."

George didn't answer at first. Clay's eyes softened and he took a step towards George. Though he flinched at the smell of blood so he took a few more steps backwards.

"I trust you," George said again, meeting Clay's gaze. Clay bit his lip slightly before glancing away. "I already know all the risks."

George started to approach Clay faster as he unbuttoned some of his coat. He tilted his head a bit once that he and Clay were only a few feet apart.

Clay took only one step backwards as George approached. It was getting more harder to resist the smell of blood.

"Please." Clay whispered, "Please don't do this."

Clay closed his eyes as George reached him in attempt to keep control. He felt George's hand touch his cheek. The warmth, the gentleness, the closeness.

George looked at the dirty blonde with his eyes closed. Now he could see his freckles in the moonlight. George bit the insides of his cheeks. He tried his best to be calm.

"It's okay." George said softly. He watched as Clay's eyes fluttered open. They stood there for a moment, just gazing into each other's eyes as silver moon and star light casted upon them.

Before George could even process what was happening, in a swift movement too fast for human kind, he was pinned to the boulder. George grimaced at the impact and was barely able to recover when Clay's teeth traced lightly over his neck. George tensed a bit as his heart began to race.

"Are you sure." Clay asked and George forgot how to speak at the feeling of Clay's mouth moving on his skin. George erupted into flames and he told himself to calm down.

"Do it." George mumbled.

A strong grip went to George's waist and another went to his hair. George felt his hands go on auto pilot to Clay's hair in return. George's skin scorched with an incredible feeling as Clay's lips and teeth grazed over his neck.

Sharp fangs pieced into George's skin. George winced at first. George braced himself for more pain but the pain went away. George pulled Clay closer to him without noticing. Clay's hands began to trace George's body and each touch sent a shiver down George's spine.

George couldn't even begin to describe the feeling that he was feeling. The bite had very little to do with it, it was Clay. The way Clay twirled his fingers in his hair or the way his grip tightened on his waist.

Clay released the bite and came up to George's lips. Roughly kissing in a passionate hunger. Clay's lips moved against George's in sync and his lips were hot against George's.

George's hands dangled in Clay's hair as the kiss deepened. George felt is heart speed up even more and George felt as if he could do this forever.

They broke apart and Clay moved back down to George's neck. He began to leave a trail of butterfly kisses on George's jaw and back down to his collar bone.

George took a deep breath and he twisted as Clay reached a certain spot on his neck. George could feel Clay smirk as George tensed. George felt himself blush at the action. Then Clay sunk his teeth again in the spot on George's neck.

George was ready this time so he didn't wince at the pain. The second the pain faded away again, George could feel Clay's hot lips on his skin. George pulled Clay's hair softly at the feeling of his blood being taken from him.

"Clay," George couldn't help but to whisper.

George began to feel a bit light headed as the blonde went on. George blinked his eyes opened and closed a bit so he wouldn't pass out. George took an irregular breath.

Suddenly Clay stumbled backwards a bit. His eyes met George's brown ones. He saw George straighten his posture but stumble and Clay dashed to catch George in his arms.

George's eyes fluttered a bit but his vison started to clear up again. Clay helped George back onto his feet and George leaned on Clay for support. They both gazed into the stars together.

George was used to cities and bright lights so he never really got to see the stars like this in the past. Now he could see the Milky Way. George watched the stars dazzle in the sky.

Clay had lived here his entire life and had seen the stars millions of times before. But right now he believe the boy in his arms was more beautiful than the view above. The two of them stayed like that for a moment while they waited for George to recover.

"Hi." George said a bit sheepishly once he could stand up on his own again.

Clay just gazed at the shorter boy. He could see the stars in his eyes. Clay blinked a bit and toned back into reality.

"Hi," Clay breathed back with a smile.

The taller boy wrapped the smaller boy in a hug. George laughed a bit into Clay's hoodie before returning the hug. Clay rested his chin on George's head and rocked left and right for a moment.

Clay looked up at the moon, by now he was grimacing.

What had he just done?

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So basically yeah