Kidnapped

Chapter 112: I Want You To Bottom

Dream POV

I hated it.

To put it simply I hated watching the clips of George's past.

I wanted to understand more, watch the videos to get more of an idea of what was happening but it was difficult for me to.

His smile was bright on his face whilst his eyes lacked the colour and spark they usually have, his body tiny and painted in varying colours.

Of course I knew George didn't explain the full extent to it, he always made bad situations sound like they weren't as bad as they actually were.

It was his way of making sure people wouldn't worry. There were still many more videos and I couldn't even get to the ending.

We took a small break as George tried comforting me as much as possible. I felt guilty. I should be the one comforting him at a time like this.

Once I was ready to continue I kept our hands interlocked on my thigh, pressing the space bar and letting a heavy breath escape my lips.

George is half undressed, bent over in a position he wouldn't be able to move from even if he tried.

No prep, no love, nothing that would show the other cared before lubing himself up.

I wanted to look away but my eyes stayed. George's eyes however diverted into my shirt, hiding away from the screen.

George almost screams in pain but receives a harsh slap to the face. He immediately quietens down.

I pause the laptop and turn to George.

"You don't need to look at these, you aren't there anymore and you won't ever be in that position again" I reassure him.

He takes his hand out of mine and climbs on my lap, burying his head between my neck and shoulder.

I wrap my arms around him and rub circles into his back. The silence was comforting until a knock at the door breaks it.

George looks up confused before climbing off me, then walking over to the door and opening it.

"Here I just need you to sign this" The man says. There was a big box on the door step.

He signs it and thanks him before moving the box inside and closing the door.

"I think my computer is here"

"I'll take it to your room for you" I say before carrying the box up the stairs.

"Well at least that means the rest of you should be getting yours soon" George smiles.

"Do you need help setting it up?" I ask.

"I don't think so, I'll wait until you get yours and we can discord whilst we do it" He smiles.

"You should probably clear everything on your mums laptop and put it back before she sees what's on it" I remind him.

"Yeah I'll do that now" He says and I follow him downstairs.

I walk into the kitchen to find some cereal, making a bowl for George too and sitting at the counter.

He joins me after dealing with the laptop, taking a few mouth fulls before pushing the bowl away.

"Can we just hang out today like you said earlier?" George asks.

"Well obviously that's why I asked in the first place" I smirk and he lightly taps my shoulder.

"I'll go get a blanket" He smiles. "Pick a film" He shouts back before running up the stairs.

I go back into the living room, picking up the remote before flopping down on the soft cushions.

I turn the tv on, scrolling until I find Netflix and searching the movies it recommended me.

George was taking a while to grab a blanket.

I left it paused on a random film, I gave up trying to find a good one and settled with one of the first films it showed me.

I scrolled on my phone for a few minutes until George finally came back, blanket in hand as he sat beside me.

"Took you long enough" I say as I spread the blanket between us.

"Sorry I couldn't find it"

I knew it was a lie but it only made me more curious.

What was he doing that he had to lie about it?

I press play on the film, George cuddling up to me as we both enjoyed each others company.

We were probably around 30 minutes into the film when George started shifting uncomfortably.

"Are you okay?" I ask and he nods, lightly chewing on his bottom lip.

The conversation dies before he turns back to me.

"Remember that bet we made a while ago?" He asks and I nod.

"Can I cash in on my prize?" He asks, dragging his index finger across my jaw.

"What did you have in mind?" I ask.

"I want you to bottom"

I look at him a little shocked. I had never pictured him as a top considering he was so small in comparison to me.

"Okay- yeah we can do that" I smile.

To say I was excited was an understatement, it felt like forever since we last had sex, even with our agreement to do it more often.

He leans forward connecting our lips before taking his hoodie off.

I follow his lead, taking mine off as well and trying to get all my clothes off at once.

Either we were both desperate or the room temperature had increased a substantial amount.

I'm about to take my boxers off when his hand stops me.

"So eager aren't we?" He smirks, raising a brow before taking the last clothing item off me.

He puts two fingers in my mouth, allowing me to coat them with saliva before pulling out.

"Ready?" He asks.

I never thought I'd see the day where George would top me.

It was hot.

I nod an affirmation.

Fuck this'll be good.