Set ones Heart on Revenge <DNF>

Chapter #17 (𝙰𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎)

|<>——- George POV ——-<>|

It was now bedtime. Dream left an hour or so ago. I climbed back into bed, still exhausted from the previous nights events.

The next morning came rather quickly. After waking up, I quickly began to get dressed for my fathers meeting with another Mafia Clan. I am not sure who, he wouldn't say for some reason.

I took a quick hot shower, brushed my teeth, and combed my hair. I wore a nice looking blue-ish-black suit.

There was a knock at my door. "Son, it's time for the meeting. Are you ready?" I opened the door, walking out next to my father.

"Yep, I'm ready!" He smiled and the two of us walked to the meeting room on the first story. My dad opened the door, I gasped.

"Dream?!" Everyone in the room looked at me. There stood my masked boyfriend. I ran over to him and hugged him tightly.

"How's my baby doing?" I blushed deeply and smiled up at him even though I couldn't see his face.

"I'm good, thanks." I replied. I turned around to face a bunch of confused faces. I turned back to Dream.

"Oh- right," Dream faced toward my father, "Sir, I'm afraid you already sort of know me." Dream took off his smiley face, revealing his young face. His eyes shining as brightly as ever. My dad looked shocked.

"Wait a minute, I'm confused. Son, this is the man that kidnapped you, correct?" I nodded. "Did you fall in love with the man that kidnapped you?!" My face flushed.

"Well- I uh- I'm sorry about that Sir, and you too George." Dream apologized.

"I mean, he was a bit mean at first, but eventually he warmed up to me and became rather sweet. Next thing I knew, I grew feelings for him." I was completely embarrassed.

"Son, I'm not judging you. I'm just- it's a lot to take in."

"C-could we talk about this more privately...later?" My father nodded before turning to the two mafia clans. There towards the front sat Sapnap leaning back in his chair with a large smirk on his face.

"I have called this meeting to propose a deal!" Father spoke sternly, everyone became more serious. Dream took a seat before pulling me in his lap.

"Really? Can you sit down without me in your lap?" I whispered to him. He shushed me.

"Darling, I'm trying to listen." My back was towards him, but I could tell he was smirking.

"I know the WasTaken Clan and the Davidson Clan haven't gotten along in more recent years, but I would like to put that behind us and move on."

"And, what do you propose? How do we settle this?" Dream asked.

"A mission. By putting our trust in each other's hands, I think we could do well together! The mission will allow us to know each other better." My father was always very stern during meeting.

I heard dream behind me hum in consideration. I interlocked our fingers together, silently trying to give him brainwaves saying 'agree to it.'

Dream cleared his throat. "I will agree on one condition!" Was his reply. My father nodded, signaling for my boyfriend to continue.

"I get to see George and he won't be harmed." Dream spoke harshly, seeming infuriated.

"What? Why would I hurt George- Ya know what, that's beside the point. Deal!" Dream stood up, holding me under my thighs with one hand, using his other to shake my fathers'. I blushed at his strength, slightly embarrassed by how I found it hot.

"Nice doing business with you, son!" My father smiled. Dream returned it.

"You too! Anything else you wanted to discuss before I leave?" My father shook his head. Dreams crew stood up and began to walk out of the room, single filed. Well, Sapnap and Karl didn't. They walked over towards us.

"Congrats you two!" Karl smiled brightly.

Sapnap smirked, "I see ya grew some balls, Clay!"

"Yeah...George can confirm on that!" I gasped, my face turning red. I smacked him on the arm.

"Clay!" I scolded playfully. He just laughed before walking out with me still in his arms. Sapnap wrapped his arms around his back and made kissy noises, 'simulating' Dream and I.

Dream carried me to my room, gently setting me down on the bed before climbing ontop of me, laying down.

"Jesus, get off! I can't breathe!" I said trying to push him off.

"Are you calling me fat?" He replied, 'taking offense.'

"Yes, yes I am. Now move, bitch!" I said, finally pushing him off of me.

"I don't like you attitude, mister!"

"Yeah, well, deal with it!"

"Oh? Maybe I will!" He got closer to my face before closing the gap. The same feeling that I missed was back. His lips against mine. I grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him ontop me, pushing the kiss even deeper. He groaned into it. Dream began to stratal me.

⚠️lemon and lime⚠️

"Fuck~" I moaned out, the kiss getting more aggressive. Dream's hands began to roam my body.

"C-Clay-!" My head flew back when he pushed against my crotch. I panted.

"Yes dear? Is there something you need?" He asked, a large smirk on his face.

"You!" I noticed Dream blush at my honesty.

"Well, I think I can arrange that!" He said before leaving back in for another passionate and aggressive kiss.

Here we go again!