BodyGuard (DNF)

Chapter 139: pretend I gave this a good name

How dare everyone keep saying 'Ezra my beloved' in the comments, stop inflating his mother fucking ego which is already the size of Jupiter.

Also I have never gotten Mr Davidson to be pissed at the ✨Pillowsill duo✨ so shouldn't I be everyone's beloved?

Can everyone please yell at my father in the comments after he had the audacity to claim Minecraft isn't a game.

I didn't do much for this chapter I was just bored, Ezra also helped a little bit.

That will be all for daily announcements.
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Clay POV.

George groaned softly as I nudged him, trying to get him to wake up but he didn't, instead just rolling over onto his side and returning to sleep.

I sighed from where I was standing over him and moved over to the fridge sitting in the corner of the room, deciding to make myself something to eat.

The fridge had been filled yesterday and I looked at some of the stuff I had gotten from the shops. I also scanned the benchtops which were littered with bags of junk food, fruits, dry pasta and other edible things.
This motel room was nicer than most and had a kitchen almost the same size as the rest of the room.

After looking at everything I had on offer I decided to have a simple sandwich which I ate quickly. Still George wasn't awake, a sad truth is that he may never wake up again...

Unless he gets true love's kiss...

With a large smirk I moved back over to the bed and leaned down so I was close to his face. His dark hair was falling over his face so I gently brushed it aside with the back of my hands before softly kissing him on the lips.

I felt him kissing me back but when I pulled away his eyes were still shut which caused me to sigh as I sat on the edge of the bed.
"Georgie~" I hummed as I shook him lightly, wanting to wake him up and feed him.

The Brit groaned when he heard me speak and rolled over a bit but didn't respond. "Baby wake up..." I continued, my hand now resting on the back but feeling the steady heartbeat coming from his chest.
"Gogy? You need to wake up for dinner... and cuddles." I added the second line hoping it would coax him awake.

Still he didn't respond. Maybe he's dead. I ran my fingers through his hair as I leaned closer to his ear. "Princess Gogy... can you wake up so your Pillow can make you dinner please."
After I said that he rubbed his eyes before sitting up and stretching, eventually his eyes focused on me.

"Hello Baby, how did you sleep?" I asked him as he leaned against me.
"Mmm. Still tired... I wanna go back to bed..." He mumbled before letting out another yawn.
"Soon Georgie." I gave him a kiss on the forehead then stood up and looked down at him. "What would like for dinner angel?"

"I don't mind." He replied, but then looked past me to see the pile of bags full of food which I had hoped would last me a month.
"You really need to get this place organised," he stated blankly.

I hummed in agreement as I began rifling through the fridge, deciding on what to make him. George just laid in bed watching me and soon I had a plate of food ready for him.

"Come and get it Georgie before it gets cold." I said in a joking tone.
"I can't." He whined in response, "still hurts to move."
"Sorry baby." I apologized as I brought the plate of food over to the brunette and had him sit up to eat.

I sat beside him as he ate with my head resting on his shoulder, which caused him to giggle loudly. Once he finished eating I moved his plate into the sink and then sat back beside of him.

George laid down on me wanting cuddles which I happily provided. His head on my shoulder, my chin on his head, his back against my chest and my arms wrapped around his body.

We both enjoyed the silence in the air between us, but that would have to change.
"Georgie... don't you need to get home around now?" I asked, not wanting him to leave but also not wanting him to get in trouble with his father.

"Probably." He replied, not moving from where he was.
I kissed the side of his face which caused him to squirm a bit. "Want a ride home Georgie?"
"No. I'm going to stay here tonight and every other night until you're home with me."

I kissed his forehead at that statement, leaning back against the wall with my arms still around him protectively. We stayed silent for a moment longer, wanting to go back to bed. But I had a question first.
"Is it true that you slept in my bed every night, in my clothes..."

"I... Uh-" George's face flushed red and I leaned down to kiss him again.
"Hmm?" I lowered my head and left it resting on his shoulder, You what Georgie? Yes or No?"
"Mhm. I missed you and that... kept me happy.... I guess."

I let out an 'aww' at that and laid myself down, pulling George onto my chest. He rolled over so our chests were against eachother and he connected our lips while simultaneously pulling himself closer until his nails dug into my shoulders.

"Are you desperate Georgie? I'd assume you would at least have wanted to wait until you could walk again." I teased him.
"We-we don't have too... just..." He trailed off as he pushed his lips back onto mine.

George managed to slip his tongue into my mouth and I let him, (a lot of you wanted George having his chance as a top). The brunette's tongue began exploring my mouth and I chuckled slightly as my eyes met his.

Having a tongue in my mouth felt weird, why did George let me have my tongue in his mouth all the time if it felt like this? Still I let him continue, feeling curious as to what he would do.

George's hands trailed down my body and under my shirt, I disconnected our lips for a minute. "What are you doing Georgie?" I asked him cautiously, staring into his eyes with a raised eyebrow.

"Just want to try it..." He continued traveling his hands up from under my shirt and soon got to my chest.
George only stopped when I cupped his hands in mine from over the fabric, "if you want to be able to do anything for the next few days I suggest you stop now."

George's eyes looked up to meet mine, "fine... I will stop..." He reassured me.

But he wasn't going to stop.
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1155 words.

So yes, a lot of people wanted to see a top George, apparently. So that is what Ezra started writing today and it will be tomorrow's chapter, since a lot of you want smut but that will probably be the last one for a while.

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