Dreamnotfound Smut(emotional)

House keeping

George's POV
I felt totally euphoric after our swim lesson. Clay means everything to me and it's killing me that he's acting so cold. I'm not saying I don't deserve it, but I wish I didn't.
We started the long drive back to the cabin.
"Oh shit! We left Wilbur locked in the closet!" Clay panicked.
"No. The closet was never locked, he was just too afraid to come back out after I threw him in." I explained. Clay laughed.
"Do you have a scary side I should be worried about?" Clay asked.
"Only if I use it on you." I winked.

We got back to see that Wilbur hauled all the broken furniture outside. We walked inside to see Wilbur sitting on the couch. He turned his head.
"Hey guys. Enjoy your swimming trip?" He asked.
"Shut up!" I yelled at him.
"I was just asking if y-" Wilbur started.
"And I was asking you to shut up." I interrupted. Wilbur took a deep breath then started again.
"Listen please. I'm sorry, and I'd like to talk to both of you and explain myself." Wilbur explained. Clay sighed and sat down, looking at me. I was extremely hesitant. I looked at Clay for reassurance, he nodded and patted the seat next to him. I sat down extremely close to Clay. I wanted to make it CLEAR that I chose him.

"Ok. Here goes nothing." Wilbur said, "I'm planning a heist."
"Get out." I hear Clay firmly demand.
"Now wait! I'm going somewhere with this!" Wilbur yelled. Clay nodded.
"Fine." I said.
"For the heist I needed two things: a house with no felons in it so that my parole officer would warrant less searches, and another person. I got greedy and figured I could knock both of those things out here." Wilbur said.
"Wait, you said no felons. I'm a felon." Clay said.
"I was mad at first when I saw that your entire file and the casework attached got deleted. You technically don't even have a record." Wilbur said and I looked at Clay with excitement.
"You're a free man!" I beamed and Clay rolled his eyes.
"So what was your plan for the second person?" Clay asked Wilbur.
"Well the original plan was to seduce Clay like I've done before, but that was going nowhere. Then George started responding to it a bit so I figured he'd be an easy catch. When I got the kiss I thought I had him, but I don't know what happened with you two last night because George wanted to kill me this morning." Wilbur looked at me fearfully, I laughed.
"So why tell us now?" Clay asked.
"Because it all failed so I might as well clear the air. Again truly sorry." Wilbur said.

"Well, I'll just file this moment under: every unforgivable thing Wilbur has done to me." Clay said.
"That's fine." Wilbur said. Everyone looked at me. I thought about if that was forgiven.
"Apologies not accepted, but I will tolerate you for the rest of your parole." I stated. Wilbur took a breath.
"That's a relief. I thought you guys may have been mad enough to kill me again." Wilbur joked, we all had a laugh.

I felt Clay's hands run up my back, causing me to inhale sharply and stiffen. I shot him an annoyed look and he bit his lip. I turned back to Wilbur.
"Same rules as always, we're in the bedroom if you need us?" I asked and Wilbur nodded.
"Yeah that works." He answered.
"Great!" I said and grabbed Clays hand dragging him to the bedroom. We get in and I locked the door.

"Don't think I didn't feel that." I said to Clay.
"Feel what?" He asked innocently while smirking.
"This." I whispered in his ear and dragged my hand up his back.
"Oh~that" Clay whispered.
"You can't just turn me on when you feel like it." I growled.
"Well, while you're on..." Clay trailed off, looking at my lips. I kissed him roughly. I missed it. That last thing I wanted right now was to be treated gently.
Clay started grinding on me, backing me into a wall. I pulled back.
"Wait~ You~ You trust me~?" I asked.
"Of course. I forgive you." Clay whispered in my ear.
"Thank you." I said and hugged him tight. He threw me onto the bed and grabbed my waistband.
"Now hold still~" Clay teased. I felt my face heat up. I watched him take off my pants and boxers at the same time.
"I knew you couldn't stay away from me~" I teased him. He pulled his own pants off and started lubing up.
"Of course I can't. You're too perfect." Clay complimented.
"Enough of the foreplay." I begged and Clay lined up, thrusting in. I rested my hands on his shoulders while he grabbed my hips. I was slightly tighter than usual, but I didn't care. Clay leaned his head down to my neck and started gently biting it, earning a loud moan when he reached my sweet spot.
"Clay~ please~" I begged and he smirked.
"Go for it~" he said and I came on his chest. He continued pounding me until he came as well. He pulled out and picked me up.

"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Shower." Clay answered.
"You gonna do more to me?" I asked.
"Maybe." Clay answered. I let him set me down on the counter. He then pulled my thighs towards him, lining up. I bit my lip as I looked him in the eyes.
"Please~" I begged and he thrusted in, going at his usual abusive pace. I leaned back as he went deeper, hitting my prostate harder.
"Clay~I'm~" I say and my thighs try to close around him as I cum. Clay held them in place as he continued to fuck me. He finished inside me again.
"I missed you." He said, angling my blush covered face to be in line with his face.
"I love you." I said back.