NAKED - dreamnotfound

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they entered the bedroom, their bodies wasting no time to become entangled in a hot mess of kissing and touching.

george ran his small hands up dream's shirt, desperate to feel the blonde's bare skin against his fingers once again.

dream took the hint, backing up from george to slowly pull his shirt off of his body, giving george a little show.

and holy shit, did george love it.

dream's body was so perfect. every inch, every curve, every intention on his stomach and the occasional soft freckles that littered his tanned shoulders.

george pulled the blonde back in by his neck, crashing his lips onto dream's. the two fell into a steady rhythm, kissing each other desperately and hungrily, running their hands over bare skin and electricity shooting up their spines as the met each other's exotic gaze.

dream grew bored of the same pattern, wanting more from the brunette boy in his grip.

he pushed george over to the bed, crawling on top with the boy.

the blonde leaned in, placing wet, hot kisses down george's throat, causing the smaller brunette boy to squirm underneath his weight.

the blonde had settled himself on top of the brunette, george's back pushed into the bed as dream made him sink further in.

the blonde ran his lips back up to george's, pushing his tongue in to taste the brunette carefully, enjoying every inch of the boy that he could have.

dream wanted this so bad. he's been craving over george, crazy for his touch and small, sweet nothings.

but he didn't want to push him. he didn't want to go to far.

he forced his lips off of george's, sitting up on the brunette's lap.

"do you want this, george?"

"do you want me here, right now, on top of you and making out with you until we're both panting with lack of air?"

george flushed at the intimate words, biting back his lip as he gaze longingly at the blonde sitting on him.

"yes, dream, i want it. i want you," he breathed, grabbing hold of the blonde's belt loops to pull him closer.

but dream had other plans.

with george behind so needy, he couldn't help himself from allowing his words to flow right off of his tongue without a second thought.

"beg for it."

george's eyes widened. "w- what?"

"you heard me," dream shrugged, trailing a finger down george's collarbones. "beg for it, then."

george closed his eyes as dream's hands ran around his body.

"please, dream. i want you to kiss me. please kiss me."

the blonde smiled down at the flushed boy beneath him.

"all you had to do was ask," he hummed, bringing his lips back onto george's with a crash.

the brunette pulled dream in closed by his waist, pushing the blonde to lean in closer to him.

dream smiled against the kiss, his mind exploding with fireworks as the brunette moved his hands to his neck, pulling the blonde desperately deeper into the kiss.

dream couldn't help but be happy. george wanted this, and he wanted it too. they wanted each other. in this moment, in this bed, private and far away from social media and flashing cameras, they wanted each other.

dream sat back, pulling george's shirt off of his pale torso. he admired the boy below him, placing his hands to lay on the brunette's bare chest.

"you're so fucking pretty," dream breathed, gazing at the boy delightfully.

george gave a cheesy smile at the compliment, tugging at dream's waistband once again.

"needy tonight, george?" dream teased, slipping his jeans off quickly before sitting down against the headboard, pulling the boy into his exposed lap that was only covered with boxers.

"oh shut up," george stammered, bringing dream into a touchy kiss that was more intense than the ones before.

the two became completely engulfed in each other, mesmerized by the other's body and the way they did certain things or touched certain places.

it was such a good night. the feeling, the pleasure, george touching dream's body and murmuring his name.

dream could have fallen in love right then if he wasn't already utterly in love with the brunette boy.

the soft kisses, the hard kisses, the kisses that left them both breathless and dazing at each other's lustful eyes.

this wasn't for the media. this was personal.

this was clay and george, sharing their love for each other in a shared little apartment, whispering each other's names in the quiet of the room.

it was growing hot in the room, even though they were fully undressed.

george ended his high before curling into dream's warm body, pressing his face into the cold side of the pillow.

they lay their together for a while, still catching their breath and making an attempt at cooling off in the steamy room.

dream massaged the brunette's sides carefully, helping him grow sleepy and comfortable in the bed with the blonde.

"dream?" george whispered after a few more minutes of quiet besides the rush of the wind coming from the fan.

"yes, george?"

the boy shifted under dream's arms, resting his head against the blonde's chest.

"what are we?"

dream closed his eyes, opening them back widely.

a question that dream pondered over ever since they had first met on the sidewalk together.

a question that dream wanted an answer to, but was yet to determine if his desired answer was a shared desire with the other person.

"whatever you're comfortable with, george," he replied in a hum, stroking the brunette's fluffy hair.

george peered up at dream with large doe eyes that would make the blonde melt. "do you care about me, dream?"

dream smiled softly at the brunette. "more then you could ever know, george."

george let a small smile cross over his lips.l, gazing up at the taller. "have you ever wondered if we were really faking all of this?"

"all the time," dream admitted with a shaky breath.

george closed his eyes, nuzzling his nose into dream's chest.

"do you think it could be real?"

dream considered his answer. "do you want it to be real?"

george nodded his head against dream's body shyly.

he giggled softly, wrapping a hand around george's head to hold him to his body.

"i want it to be real all the time," dream
whispered.