Dads Cooking (DNF)

~Chapter 4~Darling~

George attempted to lift his hand shaking the chair. Unable to cover his mouth now spouting out lewd noises, instead he bit his lip which wasn't much a help. Dream was taking in George effortlessly not even gagging once. Despite the situation George didn't want to admit to the warm feeling now spreading throughout his small body. Shivers and tear jerking movements, it was enough to make him cry out of pleasure. He didn't cry or course but it was enough to make him do so.
Dream popped his mouth or of George and got to eye level with him.
"You look so sad George. Would you rather it not be me? I could go grab that hand back, or maybe sapnaps head if that would feel nicer-"
The thought made George almost gag another time. He shook his head at dream. If it had to be one way or the other, he would rather have do it.
"Then stop looking so sad."
Dream went back down on his knees, but instead of sucking on George's dick, he left it quivering in the air as his hands traveled through George's body under his shirt.
Dreams hand breezed over George's body making more then a few desired noises.
While his hands kept exploring dream retuned his head to George's dick and kept bopping on up and down.
Every once in awhile George's back what arch, his toes would curl, some small reaction. Dream wasn't satisfied so he slowly crawled one of the two hands in George lower and lower on his back before reaching his ass, his hand slipped over his bare bottom thanks to him removing any and all fabric from early and brushed his hand against it, George's ass was soft. Dream didn't expect it to be that soft. Almost like a fluffy blanket.
He internally shoved before creeping his hands way to George's hole and rubbing his finger around the entrance.
George grinned his teeth together along with what he could of his hips, that second part being unintentional for the most part. No way, there was no that this was happening. His friend. The person that meant pretty much the entire world to him along with sapnap. Was here. Having him tied up and sucking his dick against his will along with the knowledge of sapnaps dead body most likely in a corner of the darkened room they say it.
George hated it, he hated this yet his dick still stood hard as sting up in the air. He silently cursed his body's reaction tot ouch before he remembered what was actually going on scrambling his own thoughts once more.
Bye the time George thoughts ran off on there own dream had already managed to stick to entire fingers into George's backside.
He had also stopped sucking George's dick but rather to busy lifting up George's shirt leaving marks all of his chest.
"Dream!"
George's back might as well made a 180 angle as he finally came the remains of his orgasm lying in the two of them.
George's head laid downwards while he was panting.
Dream chuckled before scooping up what he could with his hand and looking at it.
"Pretty..."
He mumbled. He held out his hands towards George mouth tapping on his lips with his finger.
"Open up."
George didn't want to. But who knows what dream would do if he said no, so he hesitantly opened his mouth only for it to be impaled with two of dreams fingers becoming submerged in his own saliva.
His finger almost reached the back of George's throat which was slightly uncomfortable. Especially because dream was moving his fingers all around George's mouth as if getting every spot of a painting covered with paint.
Dream when his fingers were covered popped them out of George's mouth and again looked at them. For a moment he almost looked sad before his eyes widen regaining his previous thoughts.
He chuckled and look at George head on.
"That was quick now wasn't it?"
George blushed his words mixed in between 'uhhh' and 'errr'.
"I didn't get my turn George."
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