Third Person POV
As Dream walks into a strip club called 'Sunset Strip Club', he is instantly filled with regret because the strong alcohol smell and the sight of the flashing lights was not helping his headache one bit.
He slowly makes his way towards the bar, the bartender, who's name tag says 'Karl', he started to order his drink when his eyes were caught on a boy in his peripheral vision. As Karl caught on to what was happening, "Are you going to finish your order or keep on gawking at him?" Karl snickered. Dream had hardly heard what he said "Sorry, what did you say?" Dream mumbled.
"Nothing, do you want to finish your order?" Karl said. "Uh, no thank you." Dream said hardly able to be heard over the music. And with that Dream had started to walk over to the boy, who was dressed in a cropped fishnet top and black leather bottoms, paired with black knee high Demonias.
"Hey, excuse me but I just couldn't help but come over," Dream was nervous but he still continued "um, sorry this is kind of awkward to ask but uhh, could I possibly get your number?". George, to say the least, was surprised by him saying that. "Umm, sure I guess, by the way my name is George."
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(Time skip because I'm lazy, like idk a few weeks ig)
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Dream and George had been in contact for a while now and both of them had started to catch feeling for one another but yet they both tried to deny (Lol denial) them. As much at they both tried to, they couldn't. Dream was laying in bed one night when he started to get lost in his thoughts, his mind wondered back to George for like the millionth time that day. (chill yourself Dream dang)
He could feel himself getting hard, he was thinking about stuff he shouldn't have been. The decision he was about to make was made out of two factors, one being that he wasn't in the right head space, he was high on lust and weed. The second factor being that he was horny, obviously.
He decided to drive to Georges house, as he already had his address because they had met up multiple times already, but not like they were about to. Dream had finally arrived to Georges house. He started to walk up to Georges door, knocking on it when he got there. George had opened the door, he looked confused. "Hey Dream, what are you doing here?" George had said.
Dream had pushed George slightly into the doorway, closing the door behind him. Pinning him to the back of the door. George had the air knocked out of his lungs, Dream had leaned down to the olders ear. "Can I kiss you?" (Consent😉) He whispered. George had gulped. "Y-Yes please.". With that Dream had smashed their lips together. George had whimpered at the forcefulness. Dream put his hand on the back of Georges neck. George had moaned and Dream took that opportunity to stick him tongue into Georges mouth.
Dream started to snake his hand down to the botto- I mean Georges thigh. With both is his hands under Georges thighs, Dream pulled George up and George wrapped his legs around Dreams waist. George pulled away from the small make out session, panting. "Bedroom, now." George pleaded. "I make the orders around here, got it?" Dream stated more than questioned. Dream still listened to him though.
Dream pushed George onto the bed, George let out a small moan.
Imagine the rest, I'm tired. Hope you enjoyed
597 words :)
