something stupid || dnf royalty AU ||

part two || chapter fifteen

C.W. — Gore and blood.

The days flowed smoothly from then on. George and Dream had met up night after night to spend together exploring themselves and each other.

George had never been happier. He wondered if he should feel pathetic based off of this fact. But he decided to let it slide. Maybe the universe was finally throwing him a bone.

Dream gave him the kind of love that he read about in books. All the passion and daring but also sensitivity and curiosity. He had given George what he didn't even realize he needed. He could be vulnerable with Dream. As cliché as that might sound. But he genuinely felt like he could tell Dream anything.

They spent the past few night staying up late into the early morning whispering fragile secrets and words of affirmation to one another as if they'd be spoiled if spoken too loudly. 

They were in love.

Currently, George was exiting his room for something to eat. It was too early for dinner, but he was hungry now. He took the long way to prolong the inevitable dreadful company he might have to endure in the dining room.

He turned a corner and came face to face with Dream. Almost running into him.

"Your Highness." Dream bowed politely. It only made sense. They were so exposed where they were and could be seen by anyone.

"Clay." George smiled

"How many times must I remind you that you're not meant to be alone while you visit? You need me with you."

George rolled his eyes "As pretentious as always." He teased "I don't -need- you to walk to the dining room I'm perfectly capable-"

Dream smiled and stepped forward cornering him against the wall. George couldn't help but bite his lip to keep from smiling too wide as his back hit the wall. He stuttered and failed to complete his sentence.

Dream smiled smugly "you were saying?"

"You ass." George muttered playfully

Dream leaned in close and whispered in his ear. "You're too beautiful your Highness"

Suddenly, he was actually thankful for the wall being there because his knees started to feel weak. It was risky doing something like this so openly in the castle but that was the furthest thing from his mind at the moment. He just wanted Dream.

"Oh yeah?" He breathed out when he felt Dream's breath on his neck and his hand holding his hip gently.

"Yeah."

George held the back of Dream's neck and pulled him closer. "So kiss me about it." He whispered and Dream wasted absolutely no time in following George's suggestion. He gripped his hip harder and held his body almost flush against his own as he kissed George passionately.

His free hand gripped George's face gentle as he fed his ever-growing addiction of Prince George. The hand on his hips trailed his upper body shamelessly. George found himself moaning into his lovers mouth and gripping desperately at his cloak and shirt pulling him ever closer.

"GEORGE!!" An angry feminine voice shrieked out to her son. They immediately stepped away from one another. "WHAT is the meaning of this!?" She demanded and without allowing her son to explain she was yelling again. "GUARDS! GUARDS!"

Within the moment, two Kinoko guards raced forward towards Dream and although Dream struggled and tried to fight, the guards kneed him in the gut and fought him until he submitted.
"No!!" George tried but he was ignored. The guards shoved Dream onto his knees in front of the two royals. When he attempted to stand, he was whacked on the head with the blunt end of one of the guards swords. That had made him dizzy. "Mother NO!!" George begged helplessly