DNF Oneshots

The Party - Part 2

~ Dream POV ~

A Few Minutes Before

"God damn what took you guys long? We thought you guys got lost." Quackity said sarcastically. "Haha..." Sapnap rolled his eyes playfully.

"Ask Dream. He was the one who was mingling with a guy he just met." Sapnap said, catching everyone's attention. "Ooo! Tell us more about this person!" Karl asked while nudging Dream on the shoulder.

"He was a cute short boy with fluffy brown hair. You can tell he was into Dream by the way he ran out the bathroom blushing." Sapnap told them everything. I, on the other hand, was in my own world.

'Where is he? I must find him. He must be somewhere within this crowd right?' I thought to myself as I looked around searching for him.

'Wait... fluffy brown hair. That must be him!'

I had finally spotted him. He was on the dance floor. Dancing away as if he were the only one on the dance floor.

He had his arms up in the air waving them from side to side, his hips moving in sync with the music. He was perfectly in tune with the beat of the music.

'God damn. How can someone look this hot?' My face slowly started turning red the more I looked at him dancing freely.

I slowly made my way to him. I put my arms around his waist hugging him from behind.

I looked down at him with a smile on my face.

"Found you... George." I whispered in his ear. Sending shivers down his spine.

I moved my hands to his waist, guiding his hips to be in sync with my waist. I feel him stiffen at first, but his body takes full control as we sway together to the beat of the music.

My grip tightens as I pull him closer, our bodies unbearably close together. There is completely no gap between us as I grind down, watching him throw his head back on my shoulder.

My arms are now completely wrapped around his waist, his head resting on my collarbone as his hand is gripping the back of my neck, the pleasure is unreal.

Although the dance floor is crowded with people, he still manages to make it feel like we're alone.

I grind down once more, making sure he feels it. I watch him arch his back a bit more, really setting me off.

"God damn. You know how to make someone lose their mind." I whispered into his ear. I can see his face slowly turning red all over. "How about we get out of here and go drink a little?"

He nodded as he pulled away from my grip. I instantly got a hold of his arm and pulled him in again, wrapping my arm around his waist. "You aren't going anywhere, Georgie." I smirked, tightening my grip around his waist making him squeak.

"C-come on. Let's g-go get a drink." He stuttered in embarrassment. I chuckled before letting go. I figured I had done enough teasing.

We started making our way to the bar once again where we first saw each other.

~ George POV ~

While we made our way to the bar, the dancing kept repeating in my mind. The way he would tighten his grip around my waist whenever he would grind harder onto me.

The stinging sensation it would leave right after giving me pleasure making me even more sensitive to every single touch.

I shiver just thinking about it all over again. The amount of desire I felt when dancing right beside him made me feel like fainting because of how good it felt.