Love of a Deity

Blood and Scars

George's Pov:

I don't know why I'm surprised. This was bound to happen. I'd be lying if I said I didn't see his jealous tendencies, but I didn't see it going this far.

Dream was touchy, aggressively so. It must just be his... love language? I think that's what it's called. I remember Karl having a whole faze about it, and he practically forced me to listen.

This might be Dream trying to get his fill.

The way he started touching me as if he owned me. Running his tongue along my neck, pinning me against the vanity, gripping at my bare skin under the stupid dress he's made me wear.

Well ok, I didn't mind the dress too much. It was really nice, and It made me feel... feel, really pretty.

It's just I can't see myself walking into a crowd of people wearing something like this.

I knew it was his doing, this was the only clothing that was left for me...

So my options were dirty clothes, a dress, and no clothes at all. I wasn't going to put my dirty clothes on after I just washed up, and was most certainly not going to parade around naked. Even though I bet my life that's the view Dream was hoping to come back to...

The dress was really my only option.

I can never win, can I... actually, I wouldn't really call this a complete loss. Losing isn't good. This was good...

The feeling of Dream's large hand wrapped around my side, made me whimper. The silver claws he wore nearly sliced my tender skin, it was frightening but... It was like a rush of adrenaline and ecstasy at the same time...

In a way all of this felt almost shameful. It all just felt so dirty... God, I'm acting like some trembling virgin.

Wait- that sounds grossly accurate right now... Fuck.

I unconsciously jumped at the sudden feeling two sharp points dragging across the sensitive skin of my neck.

What was that?

I glanced up at the mirror, and I froze.

Dream what's hunched over me, his face buried in my neck. Then I felt canines dipping into my skin just a push away from piercing through.

I didn't have much time to think. Not really knowing if he was just teasing or if he actually would- I felt pressure on the two points on my neck, and I did the only thing I could think of...

Dipping my shoulder down as low as I could, I created space between my shoulder and Dream's mouth. I used the little space I had to crane my neck back enough to lock lips with the man behind me.

Dream stifled for a moment, but quickly returned the kiss. Coming at me much harder than I did.

He turned me around to face him, making it more comfortable for me and easier for him.

The taller man groaned, roughly biting at my lip. This time I quickly took the hint.

With burning hands, I grab a fistful of satin and silk and jerk forward to face the other head on. I harden the kiss eagerly, pushing in a fight for dominance that I know I'll lose.

Dream was merciless as he mapped out every inch of my mouth with his tongue. Pulling his hands from under the dress to place them lightly around my neck.

I could tell Dream was feeling a bit impatient. I was having trouble keeping up with the aggressive pace.

My lungs soon began to feel tight, begging for air that I was being deprived of.