Handcuffs - Dream x fem!oc

THIRTEEN ~ shower

"I could use a shower," I state, my head resting on his chest.

"Can I come with you?" I looked up at him with puppy eyes, I let out a small laugh.

"Okay fine, only because your pretty though," I said, booping his nose.

"Not even because I fucked you literally five minutes ago," I slapped his chest.

"Shut up," and I buried my head in his chest in an attempt to hide from him.

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I opened the door to the bathroom and locking it when Clay got inside. I turned the tap on and we waited till the water got warm. Clay hugged me from behind as I was waiting for the shower, engulfing me in warmth.

I hummed in response to the hug, and he kissed my shoulder.

"Why are we so sweet all of a sudden?" I asked him turning around.

He groaned in response letting go of me, "you just had to ruin the moment. I wanted to hug you, that's why."

"Ohw is bawby swad?" I stepped into the shower and he followed me, pushing me against the wall. His hand landing next to my head.

"Shut up," he growled in my face.

"Mak-" I stopped myself before I could finish my sentence, knowing where it would land me. And a satisfied grin formed on his lips as he saw the way I swallow my words.

"Good girl," and now I was bright red. I saw him reach for some body wash and started washing his body. I squeezed some of the liquid in my hand and started to rub it on his back.

"So were nice and helping me now?" He asked, turning around with a smirk on his face. I nodded and he planted a kiss on my lips. We started washing each other's body's and enjoying the silence and the warmth. Exploring every curve of his body, and his hands exploring every curve of mine. 

I washed off, and I could feel his eyes on me, "like the view?"

He hummed and stepped closer to me, going in for a kiss. One arm wrapt around my back pulling me closer while his other hand rested on my jaw. Both of my hands moved to his neck, pulling him closer so we could deepen the kiss. 

I was just exploring his mouth, while he was taking the dominant role in the kiss as usual. He couldn't get his confidence too low apparently. I didn't mind though, just enjoying each other's mouths and warmth.

And then a knock at the bathroom door. I spring away from him, he did the same. Eyes widened I answered.

"Yeah?" I asked, covering up my embarrassment and surprise.

"I've been here for almost an hour and the shower hasn't turned off yet, maybe try to save some water? Also, I've made diner, I'll wait downstairs for you."

FUCK. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. 

George is home, and his best friend is right beside me, naked, under the shower, who has to still get home. 

"It's been an hour?" Clay commented.

"Oh yeah that's our concern right now," I whisper yelled at him, "how the fuck are you going to get home if George is downstairs?"