13) your touch (lemon, plot)

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oh yeah, Alaina and George were basically in love really, the way they stared at each other, the way George talks, and how Alaina acts, they're definitely in love, however they just met, so they don't know each other that much, yet.
But most importantly how well George held Alaina when she fell asleep on his shoulder.

The way his finger stroked against her hair, adjusting his shoulder to make her sleep less painful, it was, nice?
She awoke by the pilot announcing that they would be landing in 1 hour 30 minutes.

"hey" George giggled
"jesus, sorry, i should've used my manners" She got up tying her hair back
"hm, no! its fine!" George laughed out, with a certain panic in his voice
"thanks, for- uh- helping!" The blonde smiled.
"yeah, no problem" George replied suddenly looked away.

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God, after long hours of driving, Sapnap finally reached the hotel, he was finally there, he finally could meet his best friends?
The fresh air hit him as he opened the car door, he grabbed his bags as he walked into the hotel, it wasn't fancy, but not bad, it was affordable for them all too.

He walked up to the reservations area, as he saw the lady smile at him
"hi! how can i help you" she asked, already clicking on her keyboard.
"uh-hi! um, a reservation by uh, mr wastaken???" He replied with a confused tone.
"uh-huh, floor 33, room 22, here" She said handing him a key card, "although, i think someone is already in your room, so don't be scared if someone appears there."
"oh....kay,," Sapnap nodded already rushing to the hotel room

Oh wow! Dream just arrived, what a great coincidence. That would be so awkward for him, he'd have to wait at least 2 hours with Dream for George. That's uhhhhh-
Sapnap tapped his key card on the door, opening his hotel room.

Strange, no one was there? maybe he was out.

Suddenly a pair of arms pinned Sapnap to the wall, his hands hung above his head.
It was Dream, no surprise really.

"jesus fucking christ Dream you scared the fuck out of me" Sapnap tried fiddling out of Dream's arms, still mad at him obviously.
"i did didn't i?" Dream smirked with his tongue sticking out, "you like that?" Dream whispered with a grip between his hands and Sapnap's wrists.
"uh-huh.." Sapnap trembled, his dick hard as a fucking rock, "let me go, im fucking tired and i cant deal with this bullshit right no-"

Dream smashed his lips onto Sapnap's, as Dream's knee slowly brushed against Sapnap's hard cock.
"Hard already for me, huh sap?" Dream's lips slowly trailed to his neck, sucking on it
"f-fuck." Sapnap groaned.
"i wanna hear you, loud." Dream mumbled, his lips busy with sucking.
"n-no, i wanna hear you" Sapnap said, flipping Dream over, now topping him.
"don't act tough dreamie boy, don't act as if you never panicked about me, wishing me safety." Sapnap laughed.

"okay now, fuck off.." Dream scoffed quietly.
Dream reached down to the floor as he took out the 7/11 plastic bag he bought.
"look sap, I am, really sorry, what i did was fucked up and-"
"dream just shut up" Sapnap snatched the plastic bag from his hand, "this? really????"
He rolled his eyes throwing the puff bar to the side opening the can.
"hey it was expensive." Dream sat down next to him.
"hmph, alright" Sapnap took a sip staring at the window, "y think George'll be here soon?"
"you're so impatient." Dream laughed standing up from the bed walking over to Sapnap's luggage.

"if you're not gonna forgive me, can i at least help you unpack your bags?" Dream asked, already on his knees looking at sapnap with the eyes.
"no???.." Sapnap shouted at Dream, i don't think Dream would like to see what Sapnap had packed...........
"wh-y not???? what" Dream questioned, his finger was already trying to open his suitcase, "it's not like you'd pack a dildo sapnap, we're friends i would give a fuck on what you'd pack.."
"don't open it Dream." Sapnap slapped Dream's hand.
"you're so feisty.. what did you pack in there?"
"nothing?" Sapnap dragged his bag to the other side of the room.

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