Shut up-

lolz here is a random dnf kiss scene bc dnf is easy for me to write

"You're just so-" Dream stopped himself before spilling sentences that would land him a ridicule.

"I'm what? Tell me, Dream." George teases Dream. He makes his way to the wall next to Dream. He gulps, swallowing any response to George. His throat is left dry.

"Nothing. Nevermind just-" Dream starts to scoot away from George, but George scurries over and blocks Dream, pushing him against the wall slightly. "Forget about it."

"Oh come on, I'm not gonna let this go." He tugs on Dream's hoodie slightly. "Just tell me Dreamie."

Dream was slowly losing focus. His head was clouded. George being this close and the look in his eyes was driving Dream crazy. He could be honest, but that would be admitting defeat. George inches slightly closer and Dream can feel his breath on his chin.

"Is this too much? Am I pushing you over the edge?" George whispers. "Tell me, Dream, be honest with me here."

Dream's breath hitches. What the hell? He thinks. This isn't like George. He's normally reserved, quiet. Normally, Dream would be the one saying these things. He's so-

"Gorgeous." Dream mutters. "You're just so gorgeous." He looks into George's deep, dark eyes. They read passionately, longing for something.

"Shut up." George whispers very gently, Dream could barely hear him.

"What did you sa-" Dream is cut off by George placing a finger over his lips.

"I said," he moves his finger away and inches his face closer to Dream's, "shut up before I do something bad."

George leans in and closes the small gap between his face and Dream's. He wraps his arms around Dream's neck and puts his hands in his hair. George pulls his face away slightly, breathing heavily.

"Well I'm not gonna shut up if you stop." Dream smirks, and leans in even closer. He turns George and him around to where George is against the wall. Dream grabs one side of George's waist and pulls him in. At the same time he leans in, deepening the kiss and pushing George's back further in the wall.

George moves one of his hands to Dream's shoulder slightly pushing back. Dream disconnects his lips from Georges. "Is this too much?" He says realizing his back might be hurting.

"No, God no," George says panting. "I just need to breathe." He giggles slightly. Dream smiles and waits patiently. After a bit of deep breaths, George says "Ok, I'm good."

Dream doesn't even wait and leans in. He places his other hand under George's chin and lifts it up slightly. George puts a hand on Dream's chest and grabs his hoodie. Dream gets even closer somehow. George pushes against Dream's shoulder again, so he moves to kiss George's neck. George lets out exasperated pants. He grows limp in Dream's arms.

Dream lightly bites down on George's collarbone and he winces. He smiles slightly and bites down again, this time slightly harder. "Dream- what are you-" George barely manages to say between breaths. Dream continues to bite down over and over, earning even more winces from George.

George pushes Dream's head to face him again. "You're gonna leave marks." George says softly, still out of breath.

"Even better." Dream goes back to George's neck, but is stopped George slightly shrugging.

"No, please, you're killing me." George whispers, with a slight strain in his voice.

"Ugh fine," Dream wraps George's arms back around his shoulders. "But we're not stopping now." He kisses George once more. He pulls away slightly and bites George's lower lip. George looses control of himself, letting his breathing become quick and unsteady. Dream lets up and kisses George again, this time gentle. He pulls away and wraps his arms around George's waist.

"If I'm thinking correctly," Dream says. "You said 'Am I pushing you over the edge?' Oh how the tables have turned."

"Oh shut up." George giggles slightly.

"I love you."

"You too, Dreamie."