DreamNotFound (DNF) smutshots

bitch you're on borrowed time pt. 2

hehehhehe bottom dream (this is a continuation from the previous story)! can i get a hell yeah. anyways, i hope you all enjoy, sorry i update so irregularly LOL

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Gogys POV

I turned off the TV, rubbing my eyes. I had no idea what time it was, but based on the amount of time I had been sitting on the couch in the darkness watching Netflix, it was getting pretty late. I didn't feel tired, but I headed to the bedroom to find my boyfriend Clay. He always went to bed early and had been asleep for a few hours now.

I leaned against the doorway, admiring his adorable face. I loved the way his mouth hung open while he slept. My eyes lingered on his lips before raveling further down his body. The blankets had slipped down so they were only covering his lower half. Clay was shirtless, and his abs were on full display for my eyes only. I drooled a little, my mind swirling with heated ideas.

Part of me wanted to climb in bed next to him, part of me wanted to kiss him like there was no tomorrow. I remained in the doorway, watching him intently. Clay shifted in his sleep, letting out a moan as he moved both hands above his head. A deep blush crept up my cheeks and I could feel the blood rushing to my dick. In addition to his abs, my boyfriends biceps were now flexed, and I sighed erotically at the sight. 

Keeping my eyes on Clay, I remembered what had happened a few nights ago. Clay had lost, and now he owed me something in return. The deal was that, if he failed to go five minutes without touching me, I would get to top him. I decided that tonight, I was going to cash in my reward. I grabbed a pair of handcuffs and set them on the bed. I knew that without some kind of restraint, Clay would take control and rail me into next week. 

I undressed quickly, leaving only my underwear on. Then, I carefully straddled my boyfriend, using one of my hands to pin his wrists to the bed and the other to support myself on the mattress beside his head. He shifted for a second time, moaning once again, but he was still asleep.

"Fuck me...."

I whispered absent mindedly, admiring my boyfriend. I took a shaky breath and rolled my hips downwards onto Clay. I let out a high pitched moan, and repeated the action. The friction felt so good, but I wanted more. Beneath me, Clay began to stir, making a feeble attempt to free his wrists. I could feel him starting to get hard as I continued to grind on him.

"George?"

Dreams voice was basically a growl since he had just woken up. He opened his eyes, his pupils immediately dilating as he looked at me.

"Oh hey lover boy" I cooed innocently, smirking.

Clays eyes traveled down to the actions taking place, watching intently as my hips continued to grind onto is. He was fully hard now, and once again attempted to free his wrists. His hips began to meet mine and I let out a moan. Clay tossed his head backwards.

"Fuck Georgie."

My heart skipped at the nickname, and I decided that it was time to get to the real fun. I grabbed the handcuffs off the bed, attaching them to his wrists while my hips continued to move. He looked at me questioningly and I winked back at him. My hand snaked up to wrap around his throat, Clays eyes widening in surprise of my dominance. I leaned in towards his ear.

"Daddy" I whispered, feeling his dick twitch and his movements halt below me. I bit his ear gently. "Do you remember the deal we made a few nights ago? If you lost, which you did, you promised me I could top you." I heard Clays breaths quicken below me. "I decided to cash in on that promise tonight. I can't wait to see what you look like as a bottom, Daddy."