BodyGuard (DNF)

Chapter 140: dominant Gogy

YOUR FAVOURITE AUTHOR EZRA IS HERE!!!

And since you love me so much I decided to do what you guys want and write George as a top (well actually more like a dominant sub)!

Now this is either going to go:
A) terrible.
B) fantastic.
C) no other option just one of those two.

Either way, I'm excited and 4 is going to kill me if I make it shit so... say you love it.

Anyway smut warning.
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Clay POV.

George wasn't going to stop.

For a while he did. Us deciding to just lay with our chests on eachother, my arms wrapped around him resting on the small of his back and his arms wrapped around my neck.

My back was propped up slightly on some pillows and I was just about to fall asleep when I felt George start to move again. His hands trailed down my shirt before making their way underneath and onto my chest.

It was slow movements at first, rubbing small circles on my stomach and just below my rib cage before making their way up past my chest to my shoulders.

I let out a tired groan as I opened my eyes and saw George looking down, focused on the fabric and his hands underneath.
"What are you doing Georgie?" I asked him, taking a minute for my eyes to adjust to the darkness of the motel room.
"Just..." He paused trying to come up with an answer but ended up trailing off as he continued.

Just like earlier I moved my hands from their place on his back and held his hands still against my chest. "Can I have an answer baby?"
I got a quick shake of the head in response and his cheeks seemed to start glowing a dark pinkish-red in the darkness.

"I wanna try..." He mumbled and I instantly realised what he was wanting to do, but I knew he'd find it too embarassing him to admit and I wanted to see his face the colour of Rudolph's nose.

(Happy mid-winter or mid-summer Christmas ladies and gentlemen, obviously depending on where you live in the world).

"Try what baby? I need words if you want me to understand." I cooed.
"Try..."
I leaned closer to him until I was resting my lips against his forehead and mumbled a small sentence "tell me and I'll let you try whatever baby..."

He let out a whine, maybe of eagerness, maybe of embarrassment. But who knew?
"Hmm?"
"I wanna try... uh-sex... with you..." he averted eye contact as he replied in a whisper.

I pulled myself up a bit and flicked on the light that was above the bed, which made George even more flustered when I looked straight into his eyes in the illuminated space.
"You need to explain yourself better Georgie." I said while cupping his cheek, "we have sex all the time."

"Yeah, but this is... uh different." He replied.
"Different how?"
The brunette pulled his head away from where my hand was holding it and he looked over to the floor. "I wanna be... the top..."

I knew that that was what he was wanting. Still I suppressed the smirk which was forming and instead pouted at him.
"Why baby? Do you not like me taking care of you?"

"No. I like you looking after me... I just wanna try it... if that's okay..." He mumbled quietly, fiddling with his hands.
"Okay baby... but it depends what you want to do..."
I knew even though he loved sex he hated to talk about it.

George POV.

I refused to meet Clay's eyes and nodded which made him smirk noticeably. My hands trailed down to his pants and slowly pulled them down, and Clay just let me.

I stared uncertaintly at his boxers, immediately regretting what I had said to him. The blond's hand reached up stroked the side of my face.
"Can you not do it Georgie?" He asked with a teasing tone as he forced eye contact between the two of us. "You don't have to, I could just look after you instead."

He watched as I shook my head before slowly pulling his pants down, getting reassuring pats on my head from him which made my face flush.

"What are you going to do baby?" Clay asked, slowly pulling my shirt up over my head.
"I wanna be in charge... that's all." I said as I began pulling pants my pants down.

Clay POV.

"I wanna be in charge... that's all." George replied, starting to take his pants and boxers off.
He climbed onto my lap and began making out with me. I opened my mouth and let him explore it.

After a while he began straddling my lap and lined himself up on my member. "No prep Georgie? Someones feeling brave." I cooed which made him blush a little bit more.
"I-I am..." A moment later he sat down and let out a loud moan as he dug his fingers into my skin.

"You okay Georgie?" I asked, gently thrusting up into him which caused him to moan loudly.
His eyes moved down to meet mine as I did it again. "Stop Pillow, I'm the dominant one, you do as I say..."

"Mk Georgie." My lips trailed over to his neck and began marking his skin which annoyed him more.
"Pillow stop-" he whined out like an annoyed child.
I stilled myself and watched as he started rolling his hips forward against us.

He let out a loud string of whines as he continued and pushed his head into my shoulder as he released a string of curse words. My hands moved down to his hips and began moving him at a faster pace which he allowed me to do.

"You can move now Clay." He said while biting his lip.
I thrusted up into the brunette causing him to squirm and bite my shoulder lightly.
"Fuck... Hurts..." George moaned out loudly. (So much for being dominant).

"Do you want me to stop baby, because I can, or I could take over be gentle with you."
"No... Keep going, just do what I tell you to do bottom..."
I thrusted up into him again, causing him to let out another moan and throw his head backwards. "What did you just call me baby?" I asked him, repeating the movement.

"Nothing." He replied with a whine as his legs moved to wrap around my waist.
"Fuck." He mumbled as I continued to thrust up into him, deciding George had had enough fun.

"Close..." I heard George mutter, as I pressed a kiss against the side of his face.
I continued to thrust up into him and he continued to moan before eventually starting to cum over my chest with a loud groan.

His moans turned into whines and continued to squirm on me. "Are you okay baby?" I asked him, continuing to pepper kisses over the side of his face and neck.
"Are you close?" He asked, his body falling near limp against mine except for his arms which were holding him up from where they rested on my shoulders.

"Yes baby," I reassured him, my fingers made their way to his hair and stroked it reassuringly. George's head rested on my shoulder and he weakly moaned as I slowed my thrusts slightly to make it less painful for him. 

A few minutes later I came inside of him and he fell onto me with a final weak moan. My arms wrapped around his body and I lifted him off of my member.
"It hurts soo much." George whimpered as I left him on the bed and stood up to run a bath for him.

"Maybe it hurt so much because you wanted and had sex with me twice in 12 hours," I suggested as I scooped him up in my arms and moved him to the bathroom.
"Maybe..." George mumbled as I began to clean him again.

We stayed silent while I washed him and then as I dried him and changed him into my hoodie I spoke up. "So did you like telling me what to do... for a little bit anyway..."
"I prefer you being in charge." He replied tiredly, seeming like he didn't even know what he was saying, when the two of us climbed into bed.

"Good." I let out a chuckle as I placed a kiss on his forehead. "I prefer it that way as well."
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1423 words.

Yeah I said George was going to be top but after rewriting it a bit it still didn't seem too good so I ended up having Clay take control at the end.