Dreamnotfound fanfic(smutty)

Classroom

George's POV
I hated it here. At least before I had Dream separated from my home. Now I'm days away from being on a throne I don't want.

My mother called us to the classroom to start more training. Me and Dream sat down at the table and my mother gave us our assignments.
"George, you need to learn how to call the counsel. Dream, name every colour you know of." My mom said.

"Wait, that's it?" Dream asked.
"I don't trust you yet. Consider this busy work until I decide a better place for you." My mom said.
"I don't see how naming colours helps me be a better partner." Dream argued.
"Well I was going to discuss intimacy with you, but after this morning I decided you have that under control." My mom said.

I felt my face heating up.
"Fine. Colours." Dream said and pulled out a pen and paper. I looked at the forms my mother handed me.
"All those need to be filled out and filed correctly in order to ensure a safe counsel the next day." My mom said.
"Yeah, I can see mom." I said and she rolled her eyes.

"I'm stepping out, don't misbehave." My mom said. As soon as the door closed I put my pen down. I couldn't focus on these small and meaningless tasks. I looked over at Dream to see he already filled most the page with the names of colours.

"Magenta?" I asked and Dream smiled.
"Yeah. Your mom wants colours." Dream said. I reached my hand over and grabbed his knee. His eyes darted over to meet mine.

I slid my hand to his groin and watched the door. Dream's eyes remained on me. Dream placed a thumb on my chin and pulled me in for a gentle kiss. I kept rubbing him through his pants as I let my tongue drift into his mouth.

I pulled back and Dream lifted me into his lap. I straddled him and started grinding.
"When will your mom be back?" Dream asked.
"Any minute now." I said. Dream bit his lip.

"Can we go somewhere?" Dream asked.
"Why not stay here?" I asked. Dream shook his head.
"It's not sexy to be humiliated." Dream said. I smiled and got off him and wandered around the room.

I opened a closet and saw it was mostly empty.
"Oh Dream." I called and Dream walked over to me.
"What?" Dream asked and I kissed him, slowly pulling him into the closet.

He closed the door behind us and kicked his pants off.
"Kinda cozy in here." Dream said.
"If by cozy you mean I'm breathing your air, then yes." I said and got down on my knees.

"Why are you so horny?" Dream asked.
"Shut up." I said and licked his member. He hummed with delight and ran his fingers through my hair.
I looked up at him and slowly took it down my throat.

Dream grabbed the back of my head to tease me, letting me fully control still.
"That's nice~" Dream moaned.
I sped up and felt him getting harder as he went down my throat.

I pulled back and stood up. I kicked my pants off of me. Dream picked me up and pinned me to the wall with my legs over his shoulders. He swallowed my dick and bobbed his head fast.

I held the ceiling and let him work his magic. Then finally he put me down. I turned him around and kicked his legs apart.
"Tell me if it hurts~" I said and kissed his back before putting it in. He was already stretched from the morning food play.

I hit his prostate and covered his mouth before he could moan.
"Quiet~" I said and kissed him. He bit his lip as I uncovered his mouth. I slowly fucked his prostate, moving one hand to his shaft. I stroked him and he hummed.

I heard the classroom door open and someone walk in.
"George!" I heard my mom call.
"Just getting something from the closet!" I lied and pulled out of Dream. I turned him around again and stroked both our cocks together.

"Hurry up! This form isn't filled!" She yelled.
"Neither is Dream now thanks to you." I whispered. Dream bit his lip.
"George~" Dream moaned softly. He came on the floor. So did I.

I put my pants back on and grabbed the nearest random object in the closet.
"Stay here, I'll let you know when it's good." I whispered. Dream nodded and kissed me.

I walked out into the classroom and my mom glared at me.
"Where's Dream?" She asked.
"Just... getting some air." I lied.
She looked down at my hand.
"Why do you have a box of condoms?" My mom asked.

"We.. I uh... ran out." I said. My mom nodded.
"To each their own." She said. I sat down and looked at the blank form. My mom looked at Dream's list.

"This is well done. He might not be a complete idiot." My mom said.
"He's not an idiot mom." I said.
"Please. He's no Edison either." My mom said.
"Actually, he's really smart. If you took the time to get to know him, maybe you'd know that." I argued.

"I've seen his type before George. Blonde boy from Florida. They are always absolutely absurd people. I'd be shocked if he passed highschool." My mom said.
"I met him at Harvard." I said and my mother's eyes widened.

"That's right. He's a football player my bad." She said dismissively.
"He's an amazing football player." I said.
"Football is stupid! It has no place here!" My mom said.
"Really?! Because it sounds to me like you have no place for Dream!" I yelled.

"So you agree?! Dream doesn't belong here!" My mom said.
"Well then I don't either!" I said and stormed out.
I looked at the condoms in my hand and remembered Dream.

I marched back into the room and angrily charged to the closet.
"And just so you know, Dream heard everything." I said and opened the closet. Dream was crying on the floor. I helped him to his feet.

"Come on. Let's go." I said and dragged him out of the room. My mother glared at us the whole way.