Truth or Dare //dnf//

Jetlag

Smut chapter

Bdsm, degrading, sub/dom, kinky shit

If it's not of your taste, don't read it! Enjoy :)

The two arrived at Dreams house once again the feeling a bit more tense than the first time they met.

The whole ride home Dream kept his hand gripped on George thigh.

Dream helped him unload everything that George had brought with him and moved it into the living room. George brought in the last bag of clothes but before he could set it aside he was met by a deep, long, lustful kiss.

His back was pressed up against the wall and his hands were wandering all over Dream. He had been wait for this these last couple of days, to feel Dream. To feel the rushing adrenaline mindlessly control his every move.

One bye one a piece of their clothing came off as they tumbled across Dreams room and onto the bed. Dream had George's back bent over the bed while George pulled him in closer by wrapping his legs around him.

George started to gently grind up towards him sending waves of shock through each of them and the friction making them let out small moans.

George smirked at his desperation and took this as a chance to take control. He rolled over so he was straddling the blonde holding his hands down to the bed.

Dream grunted as George slowly slid his knee up in between his legs. George started to pull off Dreams tank top teasing him as he kissed him up and down.

He marked up his perfectly soft skin with red and purple bruises sure to stay for quite a while. Dream ran a hand through his hair bringing him back up so he could give him a quick glance before pulling him back down onto his lips.

Dreams mind spoke completely different from the pathetic display he was putting on for his lover.

God I'm going to ruin his pretty little face.

For once he actually liked that George had total control over him. Each and every kiss George planted on his neck made his mouth water and mind fill with more unthinkable thoughts.

George knew what he was doing. He could tell how desperate Dream was right now. He could do anything he wanted. He wanted to badly to make Dream miserable with over stimulation just like he had done to George many times.

He wanted to make sure that he felt the overwhelming pleasure to the point where tears rolled down his cheeks. To the point where his legs were numb and shaking.

George slowly came to a stop with the lust filled kisses. He held the side of Dreams face so he was looking up at him. "You're so pathetic right now. What if I just leave you here?"

Dream wanted so bad to just submit right there. But the stubbornness in him overruled his neediness somehow. "How about you just get to work."

George tightened his grip on his Dreams wrists making him wince. "Only if you beg, love."

Dream groaned as George slid his knee further up in between the blondes legs. "Fuck- Fine! Please..."

George raised an eyebrow and got closer to his face. "Please what?"

Dream started to stutter not being able to form words. George giggled and sat up on Dreams lap keeping a hand on his chest. "Please just please, I need you, I can't wait anymore George..!"

George's smiled mischievously and started to slowly roll his hips on the blonde. Dreams breathing hitched and he let out an airy, desperate groan.