the man in the suit // dreamnotfound

~7~

George's pov

I walk into the bathroom and close the door behind me, "you will regret that" I hear clay say, "will I though?" I whisper turning on the shower.

The bathroom door opens, clay leans against the door frame, "can I have a shower or not?" I ask, I look at the tent in his pants.

It immediately turns me on.

I step towards him and press our lips together roughly.

He grabs my waist, I slip his pants down, he removes my hoodie pulling away to do so, he kisses my neck roughly, I let my head fall back as I hold his shoulders, he kisses my soft spot and I let out a moan.

He removes my sweatpants then boxers, I remove his boxers and he pushes me in the warm shower.

He steps in too.

The water of the shower making both of our body's wet.

He kisses my roughly on the lips I wrap my arms around his neck as I feel his dick push into me.

I moan and kiss his shoulder, my back meets a wall roughly and I roll my head back as he thrusts into me.

"Clay~" I moan, "not~fuck-to hard, I have to be able~to walk" I say.

"Wouldn't it be funny if you couldn't walk?" He kisses my neck, but he does go a little softly.

~~~

After our shower and the casual outfit I had to wear out whih is a cream colored sweatshirt and grey sweatpants, clay is wearing a grey, tight t shirt so it shows of his muscle and blank sweatpants.

We walk downstairs together and eat the breakfast already out for us then head out the door into clays car.

He places his hand on my thigh as he drives.

"Why do we have to do this?" I ask looking at him, "for like paparazzi pictures" he says, "of course" I roll my eyes.

We reach the streets where shops are and cay parks then we get out.

Immediately I see a couple camars on us.

Clay walks around the car to me, "where do you wanna go?" He whispers, I shrug, "I haven't really ever been here" he smiles.

"Seriously?" He asks, "I mean yeah, my parents don't let me out of the house" I say, he kisses me softly on the lips, "How'd you hook up with people then?" He asks, "sneaking out is a thing?" I smile, he cups my cheek, he studys my face then turns taking my hand and walks down the street, I follow.

"Excuse me" I hear someon say, they don't seem to be old.

Clay ignore it, I tug his hand and stop, he turns and look at me, I turn and look down at the maybe 10 yr old girl.

"Uh hello" I smile, "hi, I'm a really big fan of you guys" she smiles, I look at clay, "don't be rude" I whisper, "thank you" clay smiles staring at me then the girl.

"Can you write something on here" she says, I take the pen and write my signature and clay does too.

"Thank you" she smiles, "your welcome" I say then we turn and walk away, "you were seriously going to ignore her?" I whisper, "I mean, maybe" he shrugs, I punch his arm lightly, he laughs.

"We should buy a vibrates?" He says, "what? No, don't be an idiot" I say, "just an option" he laughs.

"An option that will never happen" I laugh.

We walk into a random shop to make it look like we actually are here to shop and not because our parents are assholes.

I feel like a million eyes feel on me as clay let go of my hand to look at a t shirt.

I know there's only a few camars though and maybe other people.

I bite my nails to calm myself, it doesn't work, I feel Clays hand pull my fingers from my mouth, "don't do that" he whispers, he puts his arms around my waist and rubs my back.

"You have to get something" clay whisper kissing the top of my head, "you pick something for me" I whisper, " skirt" he smirks, "no" I answer straight away, "oh come on, you have hot legs plus it's easy access" he says, I laugh, "you will never see me in a skirt" I say, he smiles, "I mean we're getting married, you gotta show me one day" he whispers, "I'm not getting one" I say, "fine, what about that?" He points to a hoodie, "I'll just wear yours" I say, "gosh your picky" he laughs.

"Just get a t shirt" I say, he picks up a plain blue t shirt, "I wanna get something for you" I say looking at something

It's It's t shirt that says 'im an gay idiot'

"What?" He asks, I point to it, he laughs,  "I'll wear it if you where a skirt" he says, "your gonna wear it wether you like it or not" I say grabbing it.

"I'll pay for it then" he laughs and takes it from me, we walk to the counter and the register person starts a dumb conversation with clay.

It's a girl, she's hitting on clay.

I stand behind clay holding his hand.

"Can I get your number?" The lady asks, "clay let's go" I groan.

Don't give her your number you fucking idiot.

"I'm getting married if you don't already know" clay says and swipes his card, "oh yeah but he doesn't have to know" she answers, "I'm not really into girls" clay says and grabs our stuff taking a bag and putting them in.

Then we walk out, "aren't you dating a maid?" I ask, paparazzi swarms us.

Clay holds my hand tightly and pushes through the crowd, I feel like I'm gonna be sick.

The camaras flash in my eyes and clay pulls me through the crowd.

I feel a hand on ass, I quickly wipe faster, I feel someone grab my arm, "clay" I say, he looks back, he grabs my other arm and pulls it from the guy, then he puts n rm around me and leads me through the crowd.

We reach the car finally and clay opens the door for me.