Gaming

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Dream's POV
I got the office finished. In it is a couple of computers for me and George. I was sitting at one of these computers as George walks in.

"Hey babe, whatcha playing?" George said giving me a kiss on the top of my head.
"Found a game. It's called minecraft." I answered.
"Oh? My friends and I used to play that game all the time." George beamed.
"Well hop on, I've never played." I say and George's eyes widened.
"Never played minecraft?" He said, shocked.
"Well no. I didn't really even have a computer until now." I said embarrassed.

He rolled his eyes and wheeled his chair out, logged onto minecraft, and continued to make fun of me.
"You know what. I shouldn't even joke. For knowing absolutely nothing, you are actually pretty good at the game." George finally said and I felt my face heat up slightly.
"Ew. Don't say that." I joked.
George turned to me raised his eyebrows.
"Say what? That you're good at something?" He asked.
"Yeah. Things easily go to my head." I responded. George laughed loudly.
"What?!" I yelled.
"Nothing, don't worry about it." He said and calmed down.

"Hey Clay, want me to show you another thing you can do in game?" George asked.
"Um sure." I said and we met up in game.
I see that George's house in-game has candles leading to a double bed.
"If I didn't know any better I'd think you're up to something." I laughed.
"Ha ha. Put your guy in third person mode." He demanded.
"Okay how? Wait! Nevermind."
"Stand on this." George said and placed down a crafting table.
"Uh... ooookaaaay?" I said curiously.
I got on top of it and George got in front of me.
"It looks like I'm sucking you." He laughed and I rubbed my eyes. I then logged out. That's enough for today.

"Why did you leave?" George asked.
"That joke broke me. I can't go on." I joked. George then logged out.
"Well we could just go have sex in real life." He said bluntly making my face heat up.
"Wow, way to be subtle." I said nervously.
"We are getting married. This is gonna be constant." George said and rolled his eyes.
"I mean I guess, but I can't just... get horny whenever." I felt my face heat up more and I started chewing at my lip.
"I'll wear one outfit chosen by you." George stated and I nodded starting to leave.
"Yep, yes, that works, I'm gonna..." I trail off and run to the closet. I found a wig that matches his hair colour. Then I found a tight cocktail dress for him.
I handed him the clothes.
"Good. As I put these on, go get undressed." George demanded. I did so, then sat on the bed, waiting for George.

He walked in, wig bouncing around his shoulders, dress hugging every curve stoping at his thighs.
"How do I look?" He asked with a cheeky smile.
"I... you look amazing." I said and turned away from him.
"What's wrong?" George asked and placed his hand on my thigh leaning in to hear me better.
"I don't know it just.. it feels different. I don't know why it feels different now." I ramble.
"Is it because of this?" George said and held up his hand showing off the ring I got him." I smiled.
"Maybe you're right. It's just because our titles have changed. You're now my fiancé not my boyfriend. It feels different." I explained. George then took the ring off and put it on the bedside table.
"Your fiancé doesn't have to know." He joked.

I held his hips and brought him towards me kissing him deeply. It then slowly got rougher.
I pulled him on top of me and he pulled a hand down, rubbing my member that's pressed against me. We kept eye contact as he kept rubbing. When it was hard enough, he rolled up the dress and lined up, pushing it in. He wasn't wearing underwear.
"George~" I moan as he sits down and starts shifting, finding his prostate and pounding himself.
I moaned at the pressure around me.
"George I'm gonna~" I started and he shushed me, sitting down and moving slower as I came inside him. He slid his finger from my mouth to my chin, angling it to get to my sweet spot. He lightly bit at my neck as he kept going, moaning often. He then came on my stomach.

I sit back, panting as George rolls the dress back down and got off me.
"So, Chinese food for dinner?" He asked casually and slipped his ring back on.
"Sure that sounds good." I say and start getting dressed myself.

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