Dreamnotfound fanfic(smutty)

Handle things

Dream's POV
I woke up with George in my arms once again. It's only a few more weeks until summer break and I'm promised to the cutest guy I ever saw.

His eyes slowly fluttered open and met mine. I smiled and he stretched casually and wrapped himself around me.
"Good morning." George said and kissed me.
"Morning, have a good sleep?" I asked. George smiled.
"I had a good night." George said and kissed me.

He grabbed his phone and his smile faded.
"Hey, is something wrong?" I asked.
"My dad just died." George said. My eyes widened.
"Holy shit. I'm sorry George. I'm here." I said. George put his phone back and cuddled against my chest. I rubbed the back of his head as he cried.

"What was he like?" I asked. George stopped crying and rubbed his eyes.
"I barely knew him. I should have gone back and finished my training." George said.
"Training?" I asked.
"He was training me to take over the throne." George said. I completely forgot about him being royalty.

"So this death isn't just about the death. What are you going to do about England?" I asked.
George cried again and I brought him back to my chest. He held onto me tight.
"I can't stay here. I have to go back." George said. I grabbed his hand.

"George, I love you. Do you think now is the right time? Give it a day." I said. George nodded.
"When it is time, can you come with me?" George asked. I raised my eyebrows in shock.
"I don't know, how long would we be gone?" I asked.
"Forever. I would take over the throne as soon as possible and eventually you would marry me." George said.

I thought about it. I don't have much keeping me here, so why is it so hard to decide? It's because I'd have to trust George to take care of me. If he kicked me out in the middle of England, I'm screwed. Yet I found myself getting excited. I get to see what George actually lives like, better yet I get to live with George.

"I'll come with you. Promise me you won't burn me?" I asked.
"Why would I burn you?" George asked.
"I don't know. I guess I'm not used to others paying for everything." I said. George smiled.
"I didn't have to pay for you, and you're the best thing I own." George said.

"You pay for everything. I know I'm poor and can't afford anything, but I want to spoil you. I want to give you expensive things and take you to a nice house." I said. George bit his lip.
"You already spoil me. I don't deserve this much attention." George said.
"Too bad. If you don't like attention you shouldn't have given me this." I said and held up my hand, showing off my promise ring. George looked at his own matching one.

"I know this sounds crazy, but I don't want to wait to marry you." George said.
"Woah, slow down. It's nine in the morning and your dad just died. Let's not make any long term decisions." I said.
"Are you scared I'm not gonna love you?" George asked. I rubbed his back.

"You'll love me, but will you care about me?" I asked.
"Isn't that the same thing?" George asked.
"No. Love is just sex and feelings, caring is about providing basic needs." I explained.
"But if you love someone, wouldn't you do anything to cover their basic needs? And any other needs?" George asked and put his knee on my crotch.

I glared at him playfully.
"Yeah, what other needs do you cover?" I asked.
"Basic, food, water, rent. I also handle any urges that come about." George said and moved his knee providing friction on my member.
"Do you handle everything?" I asked. George felt my chest and his knee moved in a circular motion.

"I can handle a lot, but you already knew that." George said. I bit my lip as he slowly moved his hands down to my waistband.
"I can handle a lot as well." I said. George smiled and pulled my pants down, bringing his lips to my ear.
"We'll see about that." George whispered. I kicked my pants off and he ran a finger down my shaft.

"Already hard for me?" George smirked.
"Yes, just how you like it." I said. George laughed and kicked his own pants off. He grabbed some lube and turned around.
"Are you still nice and stretched?" I asked. George nodded. I poured some lube out and stroked myself.

George propped himself up on all fours and I moved behind him. I lined up and put the tip in. George looked back and bit his lip.
"Is it more than you can handle?" I asked. George shook his head.
"It's been inside me before, and I handled it well." George said. I smiled and thrusted a third of it in. George moaned loudly and gripped the sheets.

"Just let me know when you're full." I said and grabbed his hips. I slowly put the rest in, George had handfuls of the sheets.
"That's all of it~" I said and George looked back again.
"What are you gonna do now?" George asked.
I smirked and slowly pulled out. George watched me as I thrusted back in fast.

His lip was swollen from all the biting.
"Was that okay?" I asked. George nodded. I pulled out slowly again and thrusted into his prostate. He twitched and dug his nails into the bed. I smirked and kept going, pulling out slow and going in fast.

George screamed my name. My grip on his hips got tighter as I got closer to finishing. George's mouth fell open.
"Dream!~ I'm~~cumming~" George moaned and came on the sheets. I finished soon after him. I pulled out and laid next to him.

"Seems like you got things handled." I said. George laughed.
"I must love you." George said.
"I love you too." I said.