DreamNotFound OneShots

Pretty Boy 2

TW- Mature scenes, dirty talking, feminine dressing, BDSM type practices (degrading).

"I've got to watch you get changed"

My eyes were now wide, and I rocked back and forth on the heels of my feet.

"Wh-what?"

"You heard me. Strip"

"Clay?!"

"Too scared?" He smirked, testing how far I'd go with him. I heard the boys laughing downstairs and I had an idea. Maybe doing this won't be such a bad idea, it would tip Dream over the edge. I'll finally be the one teasing him instead.

"Pfft, no"

With that, I crossed my arms, sliding my shirt off my body. He clenched his jaw, putting his hands behind him on the bed, leaning on them.

I clasp the choker on first, giving Dream more time to stare at my body.  Oh fuck I can't believe I'm doing this in front of my crush and I can't believe my crush is telling me to do this. There is a part of me that is thinking he's just drunk, but he hasn't actually had as much as he usually does so he's pretty much sober.

I put on my crop top, it went just above my belly button. Now for the interesting part. I kept eye contact with Clay, unbuckling my belt from my jeans and threw it in his lap. He didn't seem to mind, I think I added to the seduction. A small blush came on his face, weirdly enough I felt fine, as if I've been wanting to do this for so long and now I finally have the chance. 

I smile, lifting an eyebrow taking off my skinny jeans, also throwing them into his lap. This time, I felt more exposed just being watched in a thin crop and boxers. I felt blood rushing down to where I didn't want it to go, even though Clay was practically begging for me in his mind, evidently from what's bulging in his pants. 

I bit my lip, pulling up the white thigh thighs over my nearly hairless legs, keeping them up with the thigh harness, studded with spikes. God, I feel so fucking good even without the skirt. This is my first time wearing such a revealing, sexy outfit and I love it. I saw the blonde tilt his head back, closing his eyes and trying not to moan from the sight of me.

"Fuck" He whispered, dragging a hand down his face, lightly gripping his neck and down to his thighs.

"You're so hot"

I pull up the skirt and it really went well with my figure. Huh, I should dress like this more often.

"You really think so?" I ask, walking over to him, lifting his chin up with my thumb and finger. 

"Yes, baby"

I push him down onto the bed, wasting no time to get on top of him and leave wet kisses along his neck. The long, heavy breaths gave me the hint he was enjoying it. I lower by body onto his, feeling his erection go up into my skirt and brush against my own. I throw my head back, biting my lip harder and slowly grind against him.

"Fuck, princess. You're driving me insane."

"Truth or dare, Clay?"

I ask, smirking, sliding my hand underneath his shirt. My cold hands on his warm body made him shiver with goosebumps and he moaned louder.

"D-dare"

"I dare you not to make a sound"

I lower my head to his neck again, breathing heavily close to his ear just for a tease.

"I want you, daddy"

Taking a long lick down his neck to his collarbone, I play around trying to find his sweet spot. His not so silent whines were so sexy and he wiggled underneath me. Failing to take control, he tried to push me off him but I grabbed his wrists, not taking my lips away from his neck, and pinned them down above his head.

Fuck, I'm really pleasuring my best friend right now. I left beautiful bruises of hickeys all across the left side of his neck, I smiled when I noticed they almost formed a heart shape.

His face was priceless. The look of a puppy who never got his treat in the end. He craved more. He brought his lips into a thin line and he thrusted his hips up, making me bouce slightly, but feeling his clothed dick against mine was all we needed to be moaning together.

He laughed with an enigmatic smile. There was a small stop before he put his hand around my neck, gently blocking my circulation. My eyes roll, gently scratching his stomach leaving claw marks.

"C-Cl-Clay?"

"Yes, slut?"

"Harder"

He growled, now forcing his grip around my neck. I smiled a little, my fully erect cock now throbbing and my only desire was him. It always has been him.

He pushed me off him, sitting up and briefly letting go of my neck but immediately grabbing what's his again, slamming me up the wall.

"Give me one good reason not to destroy your pretty little ass right now"

I giggle, my sound kind of strained from his hand. When I refuse to answer he slapped me across the cheek.

"Fuck, yes" I breathe out, looking at him with puppy eyes.

"You liked that, didn't you? You're such a needy whore you like being dominated rough. Who fucking owns this body?"

"You, daddy. It's all yours."

"Good boy. Now... as much as I'd love to lift up your skirt and make you cum from me just touching you... I say we go show the rest of them what a kinky little bitch you are"

I nodded, and he released his grasp from my neck. He walked over to his bed again, grabbing my belt, making a weird shape from it.

"Wrists, now"

I whimper when he tightens the leather around me, creating wristcuffs.

"That's better. Now I can touch you in front of everyone and you won't be able to do anything about it."

"Dream... do you really want me?"

"I want you now and forever. Let's get your pretty ass downstairs to show you off"

He dragged me along by the belt. The conversation between the others stopped immediately when they saw me walk through.  Their mouths hung open wider than anything I've seen.

"Fuck me" Sapnap said, dropping the slice of pizza.

"Gogy... you're... holy shit" Karl couldn't find his words and Alex was looking me up and down.

Tommy was trying not to laugh but I knew he didn't find this gross.

"Ha, gay!"

"Fuck off, Tommy!" I glare as a joke and he blew a kiss. "You look great. No homo tho"

"Obviously, minor"

"Well uh... Clay that certainly was a good dare" Sapnap gulped.

"Yeah, George's one was great to" Clay winked at me, refering to the love bite dare back in the bedroom.

"So did you two like?... crafting table?"

"Not yet, but I'd suggest you wear headphones to bed tonight" Clay said, guiding me down to sit back on the floor, his hand resting on my thigh.

"Did you finally ask him out?" Luke asked, sucking a chocolate bar into his mouth. 

I look at Dream and he stared back.

"I'm pretty sure I already know the answer, George-" I giggled and he squeezed my thigh gently. "Will you be my boyfriend?"

"Yes, Clay"