Dreamnotfound fanfic(smutty)

Important

Dream's POV
Three weeks seemed to go by very slowly, but surely enough the tracker got removed. I was so proud of George. About a month ago he was putting cameras up and now his only source of information about me is me.

Ever since he asked me not to google him, it got me thinking. What doesn't he want me to find? I promised him that I wouldn't do it, but I really wanted to know. He keeps telling me he doesn't want me to know, that he'd have to break up with me if he told me. Am I dating a murderer?

I came back from class and George threw his phone to the side and ran to kiss me. I dropped my bag and caught him as he wrapped around me mid jump. I kissed him back and took over, exploring his mouth. His hips twitched as he got more impatient, then I finally pulled back.

"Hey, I'm back from class." I said. George grabbed my face and went back to kissing me. I dropped him on my bed and pinned him down.
"Look who's desperate." I said.
"I am. Please~" George said. I pulled my shirt off and ran my hands up under his shirt, feeling him. He moaned at my touch.

I pulled his shirt off and rubbed his crotch.
"How are you already hard? It's been like three seconds." I asked.
"Dream, please~" George begged and I smirked.
"Please what?" I teased.
"Please fuck me~ however you want~ I'm not picky." George said.

I grabbed his waistband and pulled his pants down.
"No underwear?" I asked.
"I wanted to give you easy access." George said and smirked.
"You're just my personal whore~ aren't you~" I asked.
"Yes~ please~ hurry up." George complained.

I unbuttoned my pants and pulled them off of me, leaving myself naked. George bit his lip and spread his legs.
"Not even gonna ask me to lube up?" I asked and grabbed some lube.
"Whatever you want." George said. I put a generous amount in my hand and stroked myself with it.

George watched me with excitement. He was totally obsessed.
"It's good." George said impatiently.
"Needy much?" I asked and George turned away. I picked his hips up and he readied himself.

I slowly thrusted all of it inside him. He leaned back and accepted it. His mouth fell open as I pulled back out. His moans got louder.
"You're so obnoxious." I teased.
"I'll stop." George promised and bit his knuckles. I thrusted in again and he bit his knuckles harder. I then started at a normal and slow pace. George controlled his moans and nothing else.

George wrapped his legs around me and tried to push me in faster.
"Use me~" he moaned. I did. I picked his hips up more and went faster. It felt amazing. George fell backwards again and chewed his hand. His eyes rolled back into his skull.
"George~I'm." I said then sent it deep and came.

I kept going and George moaned louder then came on himself. I dropped him and he panted.
"So clearly your obsession is getting worse." I said and started cleaning up.
"Can you blame me?" George asked.
"No actually. What else do you have on the go?" I asked. George furrowed his eyebrows.
"What do you mean?" George asked.

"You're at Harvard, what do you want to do after Harvard?" I asked. George shrugged.
"I kinda have to do a family thing." George said.
"Okay, family. Is there anyone you can call and have a chat with?" I asked.
"About what?" George asked.
"Anything, it might take your mind off me for a second." I said. George nodded.

"How long did you spend obsessing before I got here?" I asked.
"Uhh since about three." George said I showed him the time, it was past six.
"You've wasted three hours." I said. George looked down.
"I love you." George said. I hugged him.
"You can love me without incapacitating yourself for three hours. You should have other things in your life besides me." I said. George nodded.

"I like thinking about you." George said.
"Trust me, I know. I'm just worried you'll develop some golden idea of me then I'll disappoint you." I said and looked down. George laughed.
"If murder and prostitution didn't change my mind, nothing will." George said.
"You're doing it again." I said. George looked down.
"Sorry." He said.

"How about classes? What are you taking?" I asked.
"Advanced law and sciences." George said.
"Well then, work those up. Get the best grade you can get. I'll be ultra proud of you." I said. George smiled and nodded.

"You just need to figure out what's important. Like me, and you." I said.
"I'm important to you?" George asked.
"Yes. And football, and my brother." I said. George smiled.
"You're the only important thing to me." George said.
"For now. I'll help you expand." I said.

George smiled.
"Expand." He said and thought more.
"Of course, I could help you more if I knew your big google secret." I said. George's eyes went wide.
"You didn't?" He asked.
"No I didn't google you, but I'm curious." I said. He sighed.

"Okay, I can tell you. But there are several things you need to know." George started.
"Okay, shoot." I said and held his hands. He looked at me.
"First of all, it's more my family than me." George said.
"Really not liking the start." I said.

"Second, yes it is true even though it sounds fake. I have proof." George said.
"This is getting weird." I said.
"Third, please please please don't treat me any different." George begged.
"I promise." I said.

George took another deep breath and looked me in the eye.
"I'm the prince of England." George said. My eyes went wide. I didn't know what to say. At first I was gonna challenge him, but he said he has proof. Then I was gonna bow as a joke, but he doesn't want different treatment.

I froze, unable to comprehend.
"Wait. I'm processing." I said to George.
"Take your time." George said. I took a breath.
"This isn't a joke?" I asked and George shook his head. I rubbed my face.

"This is why I didn't want to tell you." George said. I hugged him.
"No, obviously I still love you the same and I'm still gonna help you through your issues, but I'm just... I'm sleeping with the prince of England?" I asked.
"Yes." George said.

"Look, you don't need to understand. I'll give you time to process." George said and got up to go find his phone.