Dreamnotfound Smut(emotional)

Power Struggle

Dream's POV
I can't believe I can't beat this. I've tried several times now, I've never been more determined to do something, and no matter what, I will beat George in his fucked up challenge if it kills me.
I decided to skip the bullshit and just wait for an opening. He was on the couch shirtless, watching Lucifer while on his phone, it seemed like a good opportunity. I pushed him down and threw his phone to the coffee table.
"Now?" He asked, "again?"
"Please... give me another chance." I said and looked at him with the best puppy dog eyes I could manage.
"Alright, get it started." He said and turned his head back to the television. I took his orders, going down to his waistband and planting small kisses along it. I was hoping to get his full attention, but he was totally zoned into the television. I pulled his pants down and started licking his length, looking up just to be ignored.
"George." I said and he hummed at me, not even watching what I'm doing. I rolled my eyes and started sucking him off, paying most of my attention to the tip. I swirled my tongue around it, looking up at George again to see him lean back more and yawn. I get off him and take off my pants, positioning myself over him.
"George." I said at him again and he finally turned his head.
"Hmm yeah... oh sorry.. good boy, carry on." He said and turned back to the screen. I sat down and started moving up and down on him. I was gonna get his attention one way or another, but more importantly I'm gonna win.
I started moaning like crazy, letting every sound escape my body. I look to see George looking at me again and then he slowly grabbed the remote and turned the tv off, turning to me and resting his hands on my hips.
"But~ your show~!" I moaned going faster.
"I found something more entertaining~!" He moaned slightly. He then flipped us so that I was beneath him. He pounded into me at an impressive rate, earning scream-like moans from me.
"Uhh~ George~ can I~?" I asked hoping he would be kind today. He grabbed my shaft and started stroking.
"Go ahead~ you earned it." He said and I happily obliged. I came all over myself. I then feel his grip on me tighten as he rolls his hips again, fucking me at a nicer pace. He came inside of me and got off, grabbing my hand.
"Come on, let's get cleaned up now." He said.
"Oh I don't think so." I said and pulled him back on top of me, "after all that bullshit you put me through you think I'm gonna let you walk?" George bites his lip and looks at me.
"Well I was gonna give you a reward if you won, but I guess you don't want it." He spoke. My mind was doing loops around itself.
"What kind of reward?" I asked and grabbed his hips.
"I'll let your mind run wild." He said with a wink.
This is a trap, just take him now!
Okay, but fucking George is one thing, fucking him while he's got a... reward on him is another!
But it could be something stupid and we miss our chance, he's horny now! Look at him! He's ready!
But he could be more ready~!
"Okay. I'll let you go... for now." I say smirking.
"Are you coming or not?" He said and walked to the bathroom.
"Yup be right there!" I yelled and looked at his phone to tell the time.
It was about 9:00 right now, but then I saw messages from Wilbur, what could he possibly want?
I'm glad to see you're being cautious with him, God knows we don't need another one of Clay's exes running around.
Sent at 8:30, aka, right before I let George rearrange my guts.

I walked into the bathroom with his phone.
"You have a new message! It's from Wilbur." I said and he sighed turning the water off.
"Clay, please understand it has nothing to do with you personally."
"Persona- you're texting my ex about me!" I yelled and George looked scared. That's when I realized, that's what Wilbur wants.
I sat down to make myself smaller and gave George his phone back.
"Why would you text him like that?" I asked and looked at him for an answer.
"He told me to watch out for you." George said, making my heart sink.
"Do you need to do that?" I asked and he nodded. I took a breath, "okay, tell me what I'm doing." I said to give him a chance.
"It's just... when I was there, everyone told stories about you like you were crazy. Like actually, clinically, crazy. And I see now I shouldn't have expected much from your ex husband and his gang of misfits, but their stories made me wonder." I listened to every word he said and nodded when he thought I wasn't listening anymore. I reached out and gently grabbed his hand to pull him closer to me.
"What kind of stories did he tell you? Perhaps I can tell you what actually happened." I offered and he nodded.
"Well... his friend.. I can't remember his name, but he said you showed him a detailed folder of every person he cares about then threatened to kill one of them if he didn't comply." I thought back. I've pulled that stunt so often, it could be anyone. George continued, "I mean I know you use blackmail against others all the time, but I never thought about you using it to fix your relationship problems." I looked away from him unable to say much. I don't want him to hate me, but I also don't want him to live a huge lie with me. Then he continued again, "I mean I get it, and it's not okay that you did that to Wilbur. Im glad you're better now, and that you would never do that to me." My heart sank to my feet. There's no good way out, but there's a fast and extremely painful way out.
"George, do you remember anything about that last night out with Nick?" I started. His facial expression fell as he slowly realized what I was saying, "it seemed so sudden. It was all going well, gonna be married in June, perfect husband and a perfect life ahead." I continued. He took his hand away from me.
"What did you do Clay?!" He said and I sighed, "Clay!" He yelled at me.
"Same thing I did to Ranboo, Alex, Wilbur, Your dad, Karl; I did it to Nick as well." I confessed and felt tears welling in my eyes.
George laughed and paced to the other side of the room.
"So let me clear this up then. I thought my last breakup was my fault slowly becoming my best friends fault, but it was actually my EX lover who then tricked me into getting back together that I just fucked on the sofa!" George yelled at me and I nodded.
"Don't forget the part about lying to you for over seven months now." I said back, feeling pain in my throat.
"Why are you telling me now?" He asked. I thought for a bit.
"Because I can't lie to you anymore. I don't know what to do! I couldn't just let you go." I yelled.
"Wow. Wilbur was right." George then said and went to the door.
"Please George, I'm sorry." I begged and he sighed.
"When you're done in the shower, let me know." He said then walked out, locking the bathroom door behind him.
I started crying, hoping that I could  figure something out. The biggest fear I had, was being alone in this cabin again.