My Lover Boy (A DNF FanFic)

Chapter Six

"It's not a joke to me." He whispered and I froze.

"What?" I managed in a quiet whisper.

"I'm not lying when I say I want to kiss you...to feel you..." He says in the softest tone I had ever heard come from his lips. "It's not a joke to me, George. You do things to me no one else does." For a minute I actually believed him. But this had to be part of his stupid façade, surely. He would never actually want me, not like that.

"Prove it." I mumbled.

"Okay." I was taken aback by his response, utterly confused. Suddenly a snap appeared on my screen from him, and my forefinger hesitated over the red square. Taking a deep breath, I tapped the screen before the wind was knocked out of me at the image before my eyes. A carefully poised selfie of himself, his arm covering the top half of his face, but just enough to see his lightly dusted freckled cheeks flushed pink, slight bubbles of sweat formed on his roughly shaven chin.

"Holy shit." I murmured under my breath. "I-"

"I told you George. You do things to me." I had to snap my open jaw shut, perspiration forming on my forehead and the feeling of desire returning to my skin, buzzing in anxious wait. "You make me hard..."

"Stop." I forced. He had to be joking. But he seemed so...

"It's the truth, George. I want you. I need you-"

"Stop it." I stuttered, but this time it was less confident.

"You can't tell me you don't want it too..." He kept pushing and pushing. "You can't tell me you thought all along that this was just playful banter, could you?" I was silent. Maybe he was right, but I couldn't bring myself to believe it. "You drive me crazy, George. Those selfies of you...the way you talk to me...your voice..."

"My voice?" I echoed in confusion as I heard him chuckling on the other end.

"Yes, it's fucking electric." My stomach flirted with butterflies and my head spun dizzily. "I can feel you surging through my veins with every little word you mumble to me. My gosh, George, I can't handle the way you talk to me. It's unfair."

"Unfair?"

"Stop acting dumb, it's unfair the way you tease me. Fuck, I want you so bad." His voice groaned with a deep rumble, and it most certainly made me feel things I shouldn't.

"You make me dizzy." I murmured and I could hear him smirking.

"Oh really?"

"Yes." I replied without hesitation.

"I could make you more than just dizzy." He taunted.

"Go on." I urged with a gentle voice.

"I could make your body ache." He grumbled. "I could leave you breathless." He goaded in a low voice, and I tilted my head slightly to the side, letting a small breath escape my lips. "I could leave you bruised and wanting more." I accidently left my small noise leave my tongue and I covered my mouth immediately with my hand. "Oh you like that, don't you?" Clay teased triumphantly.

"Mm." Was all I could manage, running my fingers through my hair impatiently. He made me want to do things I shouldn't want to do.

"I could fuck you senseless." I covered my mouth, tilting my head back letting a load sigh escape my lips. 

"God, Dream..."

"I'm serious. I could kiss you raw, make you cum." My eyes widened and I shifted my legs anxiously, feeling shivers down my thighs. 

"Dream-"

"Fuck George." He almost moaned and I had to bite my lip to stop myself doing the same. 

"I...I have to go..." I mumbled, getting up from my seat, unable to sit still. 

"Is everything okay Georgie?"

"Fine, I just need...time to think." And with that I practically dropped my headset on the bench, going to the bathroom to wash my face with cold water. I held my legs tightly together, trying to supress the urge, but I couldn't stop thinking about him. The things he said, that picture of him...did he really mean it? He was...gay? No, he liked women but...he liked me more than a friend? Surely I wasn't gay, I mean I didn't have a girlfriend but...fuck. The problem was I wanted him...wanted him to touch me, for me to feel him, feel him inside me. What the fuck George! No you don't! I tried to shake the thoughts from my head but I couldn't, I really couldn't. I could feel myself harden and I swallowed quickly, shaking my head before stripping off my clothes turning the shower on. I hopped under the ice-cold water in attempt to wash the feeling away.