Dream Team One-Shot's

Back Rub 💚💙

Dream is wearing a baggy lime green hoodie and gray sweat pants as he heads downstairs to join George for their Thursday movie night. Every Thursday at 9:00 they are there: living room couch. They always get into comfy clothes and take turns picking out movies to watch each week. As Dream reaches the end of the staircase he stops abruptly because of a noise heard from the living room. 

"Mmmh~" George whines from the sofa.

Dream hesitates to turn the corner to the see what George is doing in the living room, "Uh, George..?"

"Oh, hey Dream. Ready for movie night?" George has his hand reached across his chest to his own shoulder.

"Yeah. You okay?" Dream sits down next to George and notices George has a pain in his shoulder.

"No, I took a nap and slept wrong. My back hurts so bad." he continues to rub his own shoulder.

"Here." Dream sits up and turn's towards George with his hands up, "Let me help."

George turns his back to face Dream and drops his hand from shoulder. Dream puts both his hands on George's back and digs his thumbs into his back.

"Uh~ Dream~" George leans into the back rub.

Dream is thankful that George can't see his blush. If George could read his mind, would he pull away? Would he turn around and kiss him right then and there? He could only day dream the things he could do to George.

Dream continues to rub his fingers into George's back. He watches as George's head falls back for just a moment when an airy groan escapes George's mouth. Dream looses focus in his hands. His mouth hangs open as he stares right through George's dark brown hair. 

Suddenly George's back arches, "Ah~ Dream that hurts."

Dream snaps out of his little trance and takes his hands off George, "I'm sorry, George! I- I didn't mean to hurt you."

"No, no! It didn't hurt-hurt." George turns to face Dream, "It hurt in a good way."

"Oh, okay."

"Can you get my lower back?" George lifts his shirt up to show his bare skin to Dream. He points to a part of his back, "It is really sore right here."

"S-sure. You have to lay down though, I can't reach like this."

George stands up from the couch and grabs the collar of his lazy-day t-shirt and pulls it off over his head. He tosses it on the coffee table and lays down on the couch, of course with his back up. Dream watches with a speechless expression and eventually encouraged himself to climb on top of George. 

He sits comfortably but is sure not to hurt George with his weight. He is a bigger build then him. His hands freeze.

"Well are you just going to sit there and admire me or are you going to help me? I'm in pain, Dream. Serious pain." George sarcastically demands a back rub.

"Are you trying to be an ass? I don't have to do this you know?"

"Okay, take your time then."

Dream gets to work. Hard. And it's the exact spot George had told him too.

"Ah-" George sharply inhales, "Are you doing that on purpose? Ouch!"

"No, not on purpose at all." He pushes his thumbs into his back.

"Not funny!" George swings his hands behind himself to try to pull the rough hands away from his own back.

Dream grabs both of George's hands into one of his own and holds them down. George can't move his hands. They're practically tied behind his back.

"I wasn't trying to be funny. Were you?"

"No? It seriously hurt!"

"I'm not talking about that... I'm talking about your moaning. You think it's funny to moan like that?"

"What? I wasn't moaning!"

"George... You were moaning. And you were doing it on purpose too."

George tried to pull his hands from Dream's grip. It tightened.

George mumbled, "Well, not at first..."

"Wait. You really were doing it on purpose?!"

"Uh.. I-" George couldn't think of an excuse. The only other way to get out of this situation is to leave but that really isn't an option at the moment.

"You tried to tease me, huh?"

"Mm-mm." George's head shook 'no'.

Dream took a his free hand and drug it up George's bare spine- slowly. He shook underneath him. He continued up his neck and into his fluffy hair. He searched the back of his head. George's face flushed bright red.

"Like that?" Dream's voice lowered.

George could only let out a shaky breath.

Dream's hand moved down to his neck. His fingers wrapped around it gently. His thumb lightly shipped over his skin. He felt George's hands flinch.

"Oh, you do like that?"

"Don't start something you can't finish." George's voice was firm.

Dream took his hand from George's neck and brought it to George's chin. "Who said I wouldn't finish?"

George varied his embarrassed face into the couch where Dream couldn't see him.

Dream let go of George's hand and continued to rub his back like nothing had just happened. He was doing it as to not hurt him at all but not too gently that it wouldn't tickle. He went up and down his back a few times, over his shoulders once, and of course his lower back once too.

He got up off George, "So what movie did you pick?"

George lifted himself up with his arms and turned to Dream, "What?"

"For movie night...?"

"Dream, are you serious?" George sat up.

"Oh wait, it's my turn!" Dream plopped down on the couch and grabbed the remote.

George took it from his hands. "Hello? I said 'don't start what you can't finish'."

"Yeah. I finished rubbing your back like you asked." Dream played dumb.

Dream reached for the remote back but George threw on the other side of the couch. He got up and straddled Dream's lap.

"You idiot! I meant, I want you to fuck me!"

Dream's eyes widened, "George-". He didn't expect him to be so straight forward.

George looked down at himself. Dream followed him.

"George-"

Right in front of Dream's eyes: shirtless George, whining to Dream, with a boner. Neither of them had thought they'd be in this position with each other but it was something both of them wanted.

Dream was frozen. Whenever George was straightforward, he always froze.

George grabbed Dream's hand and placed it back on his neck. "I liked when you touched my neck."

Dream looked up from George's lap and into his eyes. His eyes were full of desire. His hand was around George's neck. He felt unbelievably-

"Excited, aren't you?" George had a deep blush on his face at the feeling under neath him.

"Uh- sorry- I-"

"Dream... Fuck me or I-"

Dream pulled George into a kiss by the neck. Finally.

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