Truth or Dare //dnf//

Disturbance

Dream just stared down at George confused. "I- aren't you g-going to take your hoodie off?" George giggled a bit before he started bobbing his head on Dreams member.

He made up for what he couldn't reach with his hands. Dream threw his head back in bliss. The hot water trickling down in between them made everything much more heated and more easygoing.

George suddenly lifted his head off and start to stroke him at a fast pace making the taller moan and whimper at the loss of contact from him mouth.

Dream snapped out of his euphoric trance and finally took action. He grabbed a handful of George's hair and shoved his head back down making him deep throat his length.

George accidentally gagged and tears pricked at the corner of his eyes. His cheeks were painfully red both from the heat, and Dreams roughness.

After a couple more minutes, Dream started to get tired and his hand got loose on George's head. George smirked and kept going despite him getting tired. He moaned to create vibrations making Dream moan even more.

Just as George felt pre-cum drip at the back of his throat, he removed his mouth off of his member and started to get out of the shower.

Dream was already panting and sweating from the steam the hot water gave off and he guided himself so his head was peaking out of the glass sliding door. George was still trailing out but he had took the soaking hoodie off.

"George I swear to god when I get out off the shower, I'm gonna rail the fuck out of you." George couldn't help but smirk at him, even though this sent chills through this body.

-

When Dream walked out of the bathroom all that he wore was a towel wrapped around his waist. The look he gave George could kill.

George lay in the bed scrolling through Netflix, still in his just his boxers. He glanced over at Dream as he felt his cold stare on him. He only blushed and looked back at the T.V. to find something to watch.

Dream walked over and ripped the remote out of his hand and placed it on the nightstand. He pinned his arms on the headboard and dipped into a needy, lustful kiss.

George's arms at first got tense but eventually he started to lean more into the kiss and his arms relaxed leaving him feeling limp and weak.

Dream started to get on top the bed still holding George in place. As he hovered over George still passionately kissing him, his towel started to come undone.

He felt George's hands unraveling the towel and pulling it off of his waist making him smirk more into the kiss.

His knee slowly guided up Georges inner thigh, until he finally met the tent forming in his boxers. George let out a moan at the subtle contact.

After a minute more of their little make out session, Dream lifted himself off of George and went to their suitcases in the corner of the room. He pulled out a blue device, a long rope, and a blind fold.

George's cheeks flushed as Dream walked over, the blue device becoming more apparent. "Is- is that a vibrator?" George said with a weak look on his face.

Dream kissed him on the forehead and whispered into his ear, "Yep, I wasn't lying when I said I was gonna rail you." George whimpered at his words making Dream giggle at how pathetic he was right now.