dreamnotfound smutshots drafts

misbehaved

req by thebighamiltonfan 

{VERY VERY OLD}

"f-fuck- aah~!" the brit moaned, moving his hand in an up and down motion, going faster as time went on, letting throaty groans and loud whined fill the room. he let his head tilt back, his mouth flung open, already feeling the knot in his abdomen starting to unravel.

his thumb rubbed at the slit, and he squeezed at his base. his eyes rolled to the back of his head, his back arched in a perfect 'u' shape. the boy was too caught up in his own imagination, thinking of the things his boyfriend would do to him.

he would pin his hands above his head and talk down to him, calling him a whore as he took him whole as he cried and begged for him to slow down. he imagined how rough the boy would be, so all you could hear is the gross sound of skin clapping together.

he was too lost in his own reality to even hear a door creak open, to see a large man stand at the door with his arms crossed and eyebrows knitted. he looked very frustrated, very dissatisfied with him, but george still didn't seem to notice him.

"hello, love." dream cooed as he spoke from the doorframe, almost immediately catching george's attention. he stopped what he was doing, turning his head to the blonde as his face turned a bright, crimson red.

he quickly put a blanket over himself, praying and hoping that dream didn't see any of it, which was so obvious he did. he acted like nothing happened, like he was just innocently sitting under his covers waiting for his boyfriend to get him, which obviously wasn't the case at all.

"h-hello, dream!" he said ever so excitedly, "you came home early," he mentioned, looking away from the man in embarrassment. dream hummed a response and walked over to the boy, sitting right beside him as he nervously stared at his hands.

dream tried to play as if he was oblivious from the whole thing, playing dumb as he began to tease george. it was pretty dick thing to do, but it was fun to do things he knew would easily fluster the nervous man.

he seemed to 'notice' how a tent formed under the blanket, and became a big suspicious, holding onto the blanket as if he was going to pull it off. george stayed still, he noticed his heart beat get a billion times faster as he stood.

"what have you got there, dear?" he asked, acting as he if he knew nothing about the current situation. george knew that dream was purposely teasing him, but also decided to play along to his little show.

"what? oh this-? it's nothing." he said, looking anywhere but the boy beside him. dream smirked as he pulled off the blanket, earning a gasp from george as the cold air came in contact with his bare, and hard dick.

dream tsked, getting on his knees to lay between george's legs, right in front of his manhood. he just sat there, no other movement was done. after a moment, he began to lightly caress his thighs, you could barely feel it unless you were very still, and george was everything else but still.

"and what's this? this is nothing?" he said, touching the bare tip of his dick, sending shivers up george's spine. george opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. dream smirked as he took the tip of george's dick into his mouth.

dream knew what he was going, george also knew what he was doing and it drove him nuts. all dream had to do was look at him in that non-innocent look, and that's all he needed.

"i'm not an idiot, george." he said, licking a long stripe up his shaft making george whine, with the addition of direct eye contact that he knew made george go insane. george tried to buck his hips up but failed as his hips got pinned down by strong arms.

he swirled his tongue over the slit of his tip, sucking lightly at the head receiving heavy breaths and gasps from the brunette. george had already began to unravel as soon as dream took the whole thing in, gagging as it hit the back of his throat, and quickly took it out of his mouth shortly after.

"does that feel good? it must feel amazing, huh?" dream asked, feeling around george's thighs as he waited for george's answer. george couldn't even answer, all he did was whine, which to his surprise, dream did not take for an answer.

"words."

jesus fucking christ, that one word. george couldn't even feel himself breathing properly, he felt like his heart was beating out of his chest. his stomach fluttered, not like he was going to throw up, and not because he ate too much either. he felt like his vision was blurry as he squinted his eyes.

"f-feels good, dream~ please k-eep going," he begged, grabbing the dirty blonde locks, and gently pulling it to give him more motivation. dream groaned at the pull on his scalp, and lent down to give george's tip a light kiss.

george moaned, and gently thrusted forward, and surprisingly, dream let him. he couldn't go far, since his hands were still pinned on his hips. more of the tip was sucked into dream's mouth, making george whine, pretty loudly.

dream quickly pulled away from george, and stood up. he began throwing his shirt over his body. as he did so, george could feel his dick twitch. with this, his hands made his way to his dick to try and pleasure himself as dream got undressed.

before george could do anything, dream harshly grabbed george's wrists and pinned them above his head. he whined at how harsh he was being, but wasn't complaining at all. dream pulled up george's shirt, putting the end of his shirt in george's mouth for him to catch it between his teeth.

"move these hands, and you're counting on a bigger punishment, do you understand me?" dream said, slowly removing his hands from george's wrists. george made his hands fall from above his head, just to play tricks with him, which dream did not like at all.

"what did i fucking say? don't disobey me." george quickly lifted up his arms so his hands were above his head and kept them there to avoid any further punishment.

unfinished