This is only dnf (Dream + George) oneshots and no others sadly, but I can always make another of this is enjoyed! There will be other characters included in the story, but yk the main characters here.
When it comes to the fluff ones, (and they're l...
Finally, it was Friday and Clay didn't work Saturday and Sunday's. "GEORGEE, IM HOME!" Clay dropped his bag next to the couch and lounged for a few minutes.
Current time: 3:58p.m
Clay took a nap..
Wakes up at: 5:21p.m
Clay stretched from his nap and looked around forgetting where he was for a second. He stood up and softly walked up the stairs holding onto the railing. He opened the door to see George playing Among Us with Corpse and his group.
He walked over to George, hung his arms around his neck, and put his face in his hair. "Why good afternoon, love." George took off his headset and turned to him. "Mm~ Hi Georgie." Clay pulled George into a passionate, loving, heart-melting kiss. After Clay pulled away to go back downstairs, George pulled him back for more.
Clay chuckled into the kiss, "Heh- George-" "Yess?" "I'm going back downstairs." "Nooo, stay here with me~" "I'm going to drink and stuff, it's the weekend so just come down when you're done." Clay took off downstairs. He poured a glass of wine into his glass, grabbed his vape off the charger and grabbed his phone. He opened Spades on his phone and was just in paradise.
— 1 hour later
"George! You finally came down!" Clay ran over to his lover and kissed him. "Uh- yeah. Are you okay? Did you have too much to drink?" George moved the others' hair from his face. "Maybe, but it's fine. Wanna join me?" Clay walked back to his seat where wine bottles were, his vape, and his fake gambling game.
"I don't drink wine, that shit is nasty. And I never vaped before and I won't. Thanks for offering, darling." George still sat next to him anyway, but Clay just rolled his eyes and blowed smoke into his face.
"AH- WHY IS IT COLD??" Clay just chuckled, then they just held eye contact. They were softly smiling and leaning in closer to each other, until George covered the others' mouth. "What was that for?!" Clay's words were muffled. "Your breath probably tastes like wine, I'm not kissing you."
"Oh yeah?" Clay threw his hand away and held it tight. He put his other hand on George's throat and pulled him into a makeout session. George clearly enjoyed it, he was begging for more. He didn't want to disconnect their lips, even for a breath.
"Like the taste of wine, don't you George?" Clay kept their faces centimeters apart. "Shut up and keep kissing me." George held onto Clay's thighs. Clay grabbed his vape and let some of the smoke into his mouth. He kissed George and released the smoke into his.
George pulled away and blew the smoke into Clay's face, "What the fuck Clay!" "Hush your pretty little mouth, smoker." Clay put his finger on George's lower lip. "Want me to keep kissing you or did that upset you?" He tilted his head a little and put on a fake sad face. George snatched Clay's vape and inhaled it. He blew it into his face as revenge and pulled him in by his shirt for a longer session.
Clay smiled into the makeout, he was slightly turned on by the olders' actions. "Hey George." "Mm?" Clay disconnected their lips again and took a sip of wine, but left it in his mouth. "Don't fucking do it." Clay smirked and kissed George, but wasn't able to spit it into his mouth. He stuck his hand in George's boxers and placed his hand on his arising dick. He squealed and spit the wine into his mouth.
George held the wine there and furrowed his eyebrows. "You like a chipmunk, hun. Swallow it." George shook his head. "Swallow it." George shook his head again. Clay put his hand back down George's boxers and slowly created an 'up and down' motion with his hand. George swallowed the wine, "OKAY OKAY, YOU DON'T NEED DO THAT." George removed Clay's hand from his pants.
"Thanks Clay, now I have a damn boner." George placed a pillow on top of his lap. "What's new?" Clay took a sip of wine. "Bitch..." George muttered under his breath. Clay raised his eyebrows and cupped George's face to have them face each other. "What'd you say?" "What are you talking about?" George smirked. "What did you call me? It's not what I think it was, was it?" "Maybe it was.. bitch."
"Heh.. you're done." Clay gripped George's wrist and headed upstairs...
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