lavenders blue

c h a p t e r : s i x

song: Once Upon A Dream - Lana Del Rey

tw: implied smut, mature language, homophobia, death threats, strong violence, blood, death

That one late night in the cool Autumn breeze was something that George would never have forgotten, partially blamed on the slight embarrassment but mostly the evocative memory of sweat and almost to loud panting that filled his room for at least forty minutes, not that either of the men were counting. After a few weeks he gave into the thoughts running through his mind, he gave into Dream. 

"Ah-h-ah!"
"Are you ok? Do you need to stop?"

As much as George hated to admit it at least twenty five of those forty minutes was spent with his hands shaking, pressing against Dreams torso as the blond whispered calming words to him, despite having the ability to completely overpower him not even the tone in his voice showed that kind of aggression towards George. 

"Dream! Oh my goodness..." the brunet whimpered, quickly stopped by a palm clasping over his mouth,
"Shh they are going to hear us."

George could feel Dreams fingertips graze over the his bare skin as his hips met his, just fast enough to make George struggle to stay silent but not hard enough to earn a single squeak from the wooden bedframe. Georges head was thrown back against the pillows, his hands were occupied by pulling and fisting at Dreams hair, the blond experiencing an equal amount of pleasure as the two enjoyed the other. Dream really lived up to his name that night. 

"You like that?"
"Yes...please don't stop,"
"You're doing so well mon cheri."

After rolling off of the princes chest, the blonds face and body was all George could see when he close his eyes and dozed off. Dream swore George moaned in his sleep, his face was scrunched up as his legs shook from the events that took place just ten or so minutes before Dream cleaned him up and tucked him into bed. He traced over the horrifically dark marks that littered Georges skin, cringing to himself as his eyes followed the marks that pathed down his body and under the blanket. 

Georges room was completely free from all distraction or worry. The high wooden walls that surrounded his bed were adorned with delicate engravings and detailing, stretching into the ceiling before meeting at a large cornflower in the center. Small diamonds littered the petals, each likely costing more than a basic home, the gems cast light blue patterns across the walls when the sun would touch them. Dream watched the kaleidoscope like shapes wiggle around the room as the sun rose, just poking through the cloud covered sky. George was fast asleep, his bare back rising and falling, his torso pressed into Dreams side as his palm pressed against Dreams chest, fingers twitching every so often. Georges soft hair tickled at Dreams chin when he pulled him up further, careful not to wake him. He was about to let go when fast footsteps sped past the door followed by the sound of wheels and glass. On instinct, the blond quickly rolled to his side pulling George into his chest as the chaos sped past the thankfully closed door, the sound of doors slamming and yelling snaked down the corridor but Dream didn't let it wake George as he placed his arm around the brunets head, resting his hand on his ear. He began to panic when rapid knocking was heard at the door, unfamiliar and not at all like Nikis code knock, which they formed so they wouldn't get caught. 

"Merde..." Dream hissed, quickly getting up and throwing his clothes back on as the knocking continued. He stumbled into his pants pulling them up with one hand as the other flung his cloak over his shoulders, buttoning it up as fast as he could. 
"Your highness!" Niki yelled from the other side of the door and Dreams shoulders automatically dropped with gratitude,
"Mhh..?" George groaned, rolling over to face Dream who was inches from the door, "Dream?" 
"Shh go back to sleep mon amour it's just Niki," he blew a soft kiss and to his surprise George rolled back over, basking in the warmth of where his lover just lay. Dream sighed at the sight, watching George tug the blanket back over his shoulder as he opened the door. Without even acknowledging him, Niki burst through the door, shoving the blond out of the way as she slammed the wood shut behind her, this of course pulled George out of his quiescent state. 
"What's going on," he sat up, rubbing his eyes with one hand as he naturally stretched out his other, waiting from Dreams touch. He smiled as he felt the mattress dip beside him and lips press onto the back of his hand.