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42. dirty

George POV

"Well, then they won't like what I'm going to do with you here", Clay smirked at me after a while to improve the mood.
He pulled me closer to him by my waist and leaned his head forward so our lips almost touched. I rolled my eyes with a smile.
"Ouh really? What will you do with me Clay?", I giggled.
"What do you want me to do with you Georgie~?", he grabbed my waist tighter.
Completely by reflex, without thinking about it or controlling it, I moved my hips slightly once.

Clay raised his eyebrows with a heavy breath.
"You like that? You want more of it?" WHY WAS I FRICKING SAYING THAT? STOP!
Clay slowly opened his mouth and smiled at me in shock. He looked away and bit his lip. Then he immediately pulled me closer and pressed his lips against mine. I sat on top of him and we started making out. I played with his hair and he kept running his hands from my waist to my hip and back again.

Eventually we pulled away but were still very close to each other's faces, so I could feel his hot and heavy breath. Then we both looked down were our laps touched and he grabbed my waist tight again. Now he slowly began to move it in a circle.

"Wh-why do you have so much stuff in your pockets?", I asked through my heavy breath when I felt myself sitting on something. Clay stopped moving my hips.
"George", he giggled, "my pockets are empty."
I widened my eyes, looked away and swallowed. Ouh god....

Clay looked down and laughed quietly while licking his lips. I looked back at him and our eyes met. With a deep glance he started making me move again. I just thought 'fuck it' and played along with it. I moved on my own and pressed my lips to his again. Without having to ask, he stuck his tongue into my mouth and played with mine. I grabbed his neck and made a big and hard pressing move with my hip. I let out a small moan while Clay put his hands on my butt.

The movements were slowly and not that big but they still affected something in us. Clay ran his hand down my thigh and back to my hip. Then grabbed my waist with one hand again and began to increase the movements.
That's when I pulled away and stopped him.

I breathed heavily and looked away. Clay closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, so I guess he understood.
"George, sorr-", he whispered but I cut him off.
"Pshht. You did nothing wrong", I also whispered.

I clenched my teeth, because I knew that I wanted it, but it was too fast for me. Clay covered his face with one hand and looked away. He looked so embarrassed. Then he took my waist and lifted me off of him and stood up to walk away.
"Clay, wait!", I grabbed his hand. The touch felt so good.
He turned around and looked at me completely red.
"I'll be ready...Do-don't understand me wrong, I want it...I-I want it...but it's...", I tried to say.
"Too fast", Clay said, looking to the ground, "I understand and respect that."

Then he pulled away from my hand and walked away.
"Clay, I don't want to play with you! That was an accident!", I yelled after him.
I could hear him walking upstairs and decided to follow him quietly. What was a big mistake by the way.

I saw him go into his room, but he didn't close the door all the way. A small gap remained open, which was most likely an accident. I walked over to his door and stood in front of it. My hand was on the handle, ready to open it. I wanted to tell him how much I loved him because it made me feel good, but I wondered if I should just leave him alone. I took a deep breath.

But then I heard Clays voice. He breathed loudly and quietly groaned. I dared to look through the gap and saw Clay lying on his bed... One hand gripping the bedsheet tight and the other one....in his pants...
He moved it up and down quickly and leaned his head back.
"George...", he was repeating under his breath. I widened my eyes.
I stayed there for a moment, but then immediately turned around, went quietly into my room and lay down on my bed.

I thought I shouldn't have seen that. I clenched my teeth and couldn't get this image out of my head what I just had seen. I also felt so bad because I had made him horny and then just broke it up. The more I started to think about Clay, the more feelings arose in me. I slowly ran my hand down to my dick and pressed against it to suppress this one feeling. I breathed heavily and started to sweat.

After a while lying there I just fell asleep, luckily.
When I woke up, I was extremely hungry. I left the room and went downstairs. I went into the kitchen and found a bowl with some fruits. I grabbed a banana and walked over to the living room while peeling it. I was just taking my first bite in my mouth when I looked up to see Clay sitting on the sofa, looking at me.

He looked at the banana that was in my mouth and got bright red. Then he quickly looked away, back to his phone. I was standing there in shock, didn't know what to do. Then I bit off the banana and walked over to him.
"Hey", I said quietly, walking behind the couch and leaning my head onto the back of the sofa besides Clays head.
"Hey", he said back.

"Ar-are we fine?", I muttered while eating my banana.
"Yeah, why not?", he looked at me confused, still red.
"Because of earlier, I don't know?", I shrugged my shoulders.
"What? No, just never mind. Everything is fine", he looked at his phone again. I looked at it and saw him texting with Nick. I couldn't read about what but I saw Nicks name.

"Did you sleep well?", Clay eventually asked.
"Euh, why do you think I slept?", I asked confused, walking around the couch and sitting next to him.
"Because I came into your room and saw you sleeping", he giggled when he looked at me.
"Ouh", I laughed
"You're cute when you're sleeping", he smiled, "Wait, what am talking here? You're always cute."
I grew bright red and smiled bashfully.

Then I continued eating the banana and he looked at his phone again.

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