Our little game

Fix it

A/N: I'm running out of inspo but whatever:)

~Time skip again because of writer's block~

Dream's POV:

"DREAM!" I heard George whining from down the hall. I sighed with a playful tone and reluctantly forced myself out of my bed and walked out to the family room. George wasn't there though, so I searched the kitchen tiredly, and the bathroom, but he wasn't there either. "DREAMMM!" He yelled again even louder. "WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!!?" I shouted back. "SAPPYNAPPYS ROOM!" He replied in that stupid, babied-up voice he does. I scoffed and walked into Nicks's room. George was laying on the floor with his stomach facing the floor, and Nick was propped up on his bed with his back against the wall. 

"What do you want babe?" I asked. It's been three months since we started this whole fake dating game and I honestly forget we aren't actually a couple sometimes. It's pretty much a habit to call him babe now, which doesn't help either. I try not to think about it much, since nothing bad has happened besides George being outed, but he didn't really care about that. 

"Tell Nick that I'm not a bottom," He told me with a pleading look on his face. I broke out into laughter, "that's hilarious," he frowned and threw a pillow at my face. "He's lying Nick!" I was wheezing now, not because of George, but because of how much Nick was laughing. "I'm serious! I'm not a bottom!" I put a hand on his shoulder, "George listen, being a bottom isn't a bad thing," Nick snickered from behind me. "Hey! I'm not a bottom!" I rolled my eyes playfully. "I'm really sorry George, I am, but you're definitely a bottom," he pouted, then smirked. I looked at him with a confused expression, wondering what was going through his head. "I'm not a bottom." He said again, this time more sternly. "Prove it then," I shot back with a smirk, mostly joking. He wrapped his arms around my neck and rolled his eyes in the back of his head. I opened my eyes widely and stared at him with a red face. 

He pushed me onto the floor and towered over me, smirking as he pinned my arms above my head. "Boo~," He said with a stupid, hot, smirk on his face. "I can do both and you know it," he said while climbing off of me. I propped myself up with my elbows and reached for his wrist. "So you're bold huh? I'd like to see you actually top though, you couldn't stand not being on the bottom trust me, you just like it too much," I told him while laughing in a sinister voice. 

"How many times do I have to say it, KEEP IT IN YOUR PANTS I'M RIGHT HERE!" I looked up at Nick and laughed. "Sorry, Georgie gets impatient," I teased while laughing, then looked over at him. George's face was red and he was staring down at the floor. I smirked in satisfaction, especially after glancing down and seeing the very obvious bulge in his sweatpants. I didn't want Nick to notice though because I knew how mortified George would get. Plus if Nick found out he had a boner, and I was the one who gave it to him, he would never forgive me for it. "Hey! George, I need to talk to you for a sec," I said out of nowhere and pulled him out of Nicks's room, covering his crotch so Nick couldn't see. 

I pulled him into the hallway outside of Nick's room and pushed him against the wall. I leaned in close to his ear, "I can make up an excuse and you can go fix that problem you've got there," I motioned towards his crotch, "or I can fix it for you~" I kind of half-joked. If he wanted to I'd probably help him out, but I'd never tell him that unless he actually asked for it. He turned red and shoved me away. "DREAM!" He said with a voice crack. I started wheezing. "You horny mother fucker's realize I can still see you right?" Nick called out from his bed. I laughed, grabbed George's hand, interlocked our fingers tightly, then pulled him to my room. I waved to Nick with a smile on my face as we left. "SOCK! REMEMBER!" I laughed loud enough for Nick to hear then pushed George on my bed, and grabbed a sock from my dressor, and draped it on my door nob. "Dream??!" George said in a panicked voice.

"Fix it," I told him sternly. "WHAT!? Not in front of you!" I laughed then deadpanned. "I'm serious. I got you hard and it's painfully obvious that it's uncomfortable for you, so fix it. My offer still stands by the way," I smirked and looked at him from the other side of the room. "You're a psycho!" He laid back on my bed which made his boner even more visible. It made my pants heat up just from the visual. "You don't have to then," I said and was about to leave so he could have privacy, but he groaned before saying, "wait! No, it's f-fine," I smirked and turned back to look at him. "Really??" I asked, sort of surprised. "Yeah, yeah, whatever."

I smiled and leaned against my door while he slipped his hand in his pants. He paused though and glanced down, then back up at my face, switching a few times before laughing. "You can join me then?" He asked while smirking with satisfaction. I glanced down too and saw how hard I was. Oops. I sighed then slipped my hand in my pants as well, shuddering at the cold touch against my uncomfortable skin. "You're already shaking?" George asked while laughing. "Shut the fuck up," I said then started moving my hand. George followed suit and when I looked up he was clutching onto the blanket on my bed. I felt a sudden wave of heat hit my body when I saw this. Jesus, he looks hot. This site could make anyone fall for him. That thought made me feel jealous but satisfied at the same time. I'm the only one who gets to see this side of George. I blamed it on the fact that we're such close friends and focused on the pleasure in my pants. 

After a little while, I heard a small gasp from George followed by a soft grunt. His knee shot up and he grabbed onto a pillow, shoving his face in it before his body relaxed. He pulled his hand out of his pants and propped himself up to look at me. I smirked while still moving my hand along my dick. 

We made intense eye contact, which surprisingly happens a lot between us. But this time his eyes were filled with hunger. It was a completely different look than the time he kissed me at the concert or even the time we made out on the couch. This time it even made my stomach knot. I knew I would never be able to finish with him looking at me like that so I gave up and slumped down on the floor. I propped my hands up on my knees and turned my head slightly, still staring at him in silence. "You didn't finish?" He asked, I shrugged and laughed softly. "Can I help?" He asked. I went wide-eyed in shock, still feeling hazy from what just happened. 

I moved my hips in discomfort. "Why not?" He laughed, "you don't have to say yes since you're not gay and all..." I smirked, "come here," he walked over to me and crouched down in front of me. "I think we're past thinking I'm not gay, yes?" He turned red and nodded. I grabbed his hips and put him on my lap. "Again?" I asked after noticing that his dick was hard again. "Shut it!" I chuckled and watched as he awkwardly started moving his hips against my dick. I clenched my fists, shocked by how good it already felt. "Wait, like this," I grabbed his hips and moved him myself. "You're lucky I'm even doing this, I've got cum in my pants," I laughed shakily. He gripped onto my shoulders and bit his lip. "Shit! Dream slow down for a second," I stopped and looked up at him. "No no no no, don't stop just don't go that fast, it f-felt too good," he told me and covered his face with his hands. I laughed and moved his hips again, but this time went just as fast, maybe even faster. "Dream~!" He said in a shaky voice. 

I shut my eyes and kept moving him, feeling another sudden wave of heat hit my body. I almost moaned at that amazing feeling, but bit my tongue and squeezed his hips. "You're hurting me Dream," I laughed, "I'm hurting you?" George bonked my head and put a little effort in himself, moving a little to add onto what I was doing. "A-Almost, just a little more," I told him. 

"Damn it! Dream I've been trying to keep it in, why does it take you so long!?" He eventually yelled. "Then cum, Jesus!" I shouted back. He wrapped his arms around my neck and buried his face into the crook of my neck. The sound he made in my ear is what got me. "Shit~," I said out loud on accident and shot my head back while my orgasm hit. "Oh my god," he muttered in a jittery voice. I chuckled softly as he climbed off of me, then I got up reached my hand out to help him. "Thanks," he said quickly and grabbed extra boxers and pants before leaving immediately. 

A/N: Ahhh- this is...great 0_0 anyway, RIP their friendship I guess:)