Dreamnotfound - smut

✨Patience✨

TW: Lime
Another wonderful request from ezzzzyyyy !

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Dream and George have never had intimate relations. Not one time since they've been living together. Yes, there have been 1 or 2 make-out sessions. But, they've never got that far. Well, not until today…
______Time skip__________

George was walking downstairs to where Dream was sitting on the couch, the blond was on his phone, softly petting Patches.

He walked towards him and sat down on the edge of the couch, slightly anxious.

"Hey, Dream. Can we talk?" He asked.

Dream put his phone down and smiled at the Brit.

"Yes, love. What is it?" He asked. The pet name making the brunette blush.

"W - well you see… I um- Well, how do I explain this… I - I think I'm ready…" He whispered, well more like a mumble.

"Um- I'm sorry baby, but I didn’t quite catch that last part." Dream said.

"I said… That I'm ready for… Me and you to have…" The brunette not finishing his sentence.

The blond smirked, knowing exactly what he meant. He recomposed his sitting position, Patches now going onto the ground.

He pulled the brit right onto his lap, both of their faces a crimson red, lips parted as the Dom rubbed the bottom lip of his Sub.

"You're so cute, Georgie. But are you sure you want this? I don't want to pressure you into something you're not ready for."

"Yes, Dream. I'm ready.." He said.

And with that they both smiled at one another, as both leaned in. Their lips connected. It was passionate and filled with love, yet soft and delicate.

They both knew each time they kissed that they were meant to be with another. The desire that they both hold.

Since not much was going on, Dream softly began to bite the bottom lip of George, granting access. Tongues danced with one another, sharing and creating saliva.

Dream knew that this was going to be his lover's first time. Therefore he had to lead on for most of it. He grabbed George’s hips, and softly began to move them, going forward and backwards.

A few minutes later, George had gotten the hang of it, and Dream knew this. But he then pulled back, making the kiss break.

"W - wha..? D - did I do something wrong?" George asked.

"Mmm, not at all, darling. It's just… I think it's better if we take this to our bad. What do you say?" He asked, the same smirk plastered on his face since the beginning. 

George could only nod. As Dream connected their lips again, he then grabbed George and lifted him up by his ass, softly massaging and squeezing them, as he walked upstairs to their shared room.

They both sat down on the bed still continuing their make-out session non-stop, George began to grind once again on Dream’s erection. From going at a slow pace to a fast pace. Now both of their dicks rock hard.

“Can I take these off, baby?” The blond pointed at the male’s clothes. George nodded, and with that Dream began to take off the boy's shirt.

Dream stared at his bare chest, leaning in and kissing the smooth skin. He then began to kiss, going upwards. Soon it arrived at his neck.

He then began to kiss and lick his neck. Repeating the same motion, of kissing, licking and then biting.

Leaving plenty of multiple marks. George bent his neck to the side, so that the blond could access more. He began to whine a little, slightly tugging at the boy's shirt. Dream got what he meant.

George then started to take off his boyfriend’s shirt. Dragging his hands all over the bare skin, he too, leaning in, but this time he kissed his nipples and softly biting, making the Floridian groan in pleasure.

They both then started to discard their clothes. Now both naked on the bed grinding against one another, moans coming out of the shorter male’s mouth.

“Wait, baby. Let me go get something first.” The blond said.

Dream then got out of bed and walked towards a certain drawer, pulling out  a condom and walking back.

“You sure you want this, angel?” He asked.

George then paused. Slight negative thoughts began to wander through his head. But he quickly discharged them and nodded his head.

Dream smiled and started to take off the wrapper and put it around his cock.

He told the brunette to lay onto the bed, the Brit doing what's told and layed down, trying to relax.

Tears started to form, and nothing was happening. He knew that Dream would go gentle, so why was he worrying so much?

What part of him was telling him to say that he was having second thoughts about this, and knew that Dream would understand. But on the other hand, he didn’t want to say anything, knowing that Dream was really excited to do this.

And that if he ruined, the blond would be mad at him.

“I’m sorry, Dream…” The male thought to himself.

George hugged Dream, wrapping his arms around him. DReam was very confused.

“B - baby, what’s wrong, are you okay?” He asked.

And that's what did it, that's what made the brunette break into tears, hugging him more tightly.

At this point, Dream didn’t care anymore about the sex part, he just wanted his boyfriend to feel safe, comfortable around him.

“Shh… It’s okay, Georgie… It’s okay.. You’re fine, love.. I’m here, I'll never pressure you to do anything..”

“T - t - that's the thing! I know you won’t but I'm just being a pa - pathetic baby! Please Dream, I’m so s - s - sorry..!” George said, stuttering and crying in between words.

Dream smiled at this, so he did trust him, he was just a bit anxious…

Dream comforted his boyfriend for the rest of night, embracing his lover, not letting go.

He softly kissed the male;s cheeks, forehead, nose and sometimes his lips. Mostly just telling him that everything is fine, everything is okay.

After George calmed down, the blond picked him and brought them to the bathroom, setting him down onto the counter, grabbing a cloth and wiping away what's left of the wet and dry tears.

He then grabbed some clothes and George’s black Dream hoodie. He walked back to the bathroom,  both of them changing.

They both went into the room and got into the cover. They both cuddled and watched a random movie.

Dream would often whisper sweet words to his brunette and giving him little kisses. After some time George had a small doubt inside his heart.

“Hey Dream, I had a question, and please be honest. A - are you mad at me, for what happened?” He asked. The blond could only smile.

“No, Georgie. Of course not. It’s perfectly fine to be nervous and anxious, thank you for telling me. Because the point was for me and you to be satisfied. I love you, baby. Never forget that, I'll never get mad at you for something so absurd.” He explained.

“Thank you, Dream. I love you too”

And with that they both continued their movie and enjoyed their night.

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Thank you so much ezzzzyyyy for the lovely request once again, you have wonderful ideas, and I hope you and all the people reading this enjoyed this! Have a wonderful day or night, bye!
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