something stupid || dnf royalty AU ||

part two || chapter thirteen

The next morning, George groaned at the feeling of sunlight hitting his eyes. Immediately, he remembered all of last night. Curse the sun. Curse Dream. Curse everything.

"Good morning George!"

Maybe not everything.

"Morning Karl." George grumbled.

"Sleep well?" He asked picking things up around the room and pouring two cups of tea out.

"Mmhm." George gratefully took the teacup handed to him and took a long soothing sip. It made him smile contently. He was convinced Karl was an angel.

They went through their morning routine and ended up ordering a small breakfast for themselves.

They ate in George's room chatting about various things. Until Karl put down his plate and looked at George carefully.

"What?" George asked

"Did you... have someone here last night?"

"How did you know??" George asked astounded. Karl looks a little guilty before pointing to the nightstand.

"Dream's ring..."

Sure enough, Dream's ring sat pretty on the nightstand. He wasn't even aware Dream took it off. Let alone left it behind.

He looked back to Karl with a sheepish smile. "Maybe Dream came by last night."

"So tell me what happened" Karl pressed excitedly. George blushed. "Did he kiss you?" Karl asked astonished

"Well, yesterday... he told me he loves me." Karl gasped "And I told him I love him too. And last night, he came here and... we..."

"Oh my lord." Karl said, clearly in shock his voice got lower as he whispered "did you two..." Karl didn't need to finish. George understood the implication... sort of.

"Well, no. I don't know-."

"No?" Karl asked with his head tilted slightly

With embarrassment, George explained further "He... used his... mouth."

Karl's eyes widened impossibly wider "Holy mother of earth." He seemed, intrigued. Not disgusted or confused like George thought he might be. "Was he... any good?" Karl asked with his lower lip in-between his teeth clearly very interested.

"He was-" George flushed over as he remembered how Dream had made him feel. "Amazing. I've never felt like that before."

"Well of course not! You've never taken a lover!"

George's blush deepened. "Yeah and I think he could tell."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean he- didn't- we didn't- I don't know! I don't even know what we didn't do! Karl I have no idea what I'm doing. And i-i want to make him feel as good as he made me feel, but- but I have no idea how to do that!"

Karl smiled a bit "I guess your mother never put too much effort into your... sexual education."

George grumbled and put his head in his hands. "No. She didn't. I mean, I know what it is, it's- to make babies, children."

"You're not wrong. But there's a bit more to it than that."

"Like?" George asked expectantly and Karl giggled

"Pleasure George." George nodded, he had mostly figured that out on his own, but it was still nice for the confirmation. Karl laughed a bit "To make a baby, you usually need a man and a woman. But to feel pleasure, all you need is two consenting adults."