DNF Oneshots to read at 3am { NOT FINISHED } 23/39

Slushies (SMUT)

Oh Y'know, Clay and George are drinking slushies. Perhaps red and blue 🥴

OGs will remember what happened in the "streaming" chapter

Writing this at 2:30am

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"What kind of slushy do you want?"

"Blueberry, please!"

"Alright, I'll be back in a minute, I love you"

"I love you too."

Clay shut the car door and walked into 7/11 to grab a blue slushy for George and a red one for himself. He quickly paid due to the empty line and got back into the car, handing George is slushy.

George slurped away on his blue slushy, thanking Clay with a big blue smile.

Man, could Clay just kiss him for hours, probably days. He was just so in love with everything about George, he had immediate butterflies.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" George asked, biting on his straw out of nervousness..

"You're just so handsome, that's all." Clay snaked his hand onto George's thigh.

"I'm flattered, sexy."

That took a sharp turn fast and Clay wasn't expecting it at all. It's not something George would say on the regular either.

"I love it when you call me that~"

"Then I'll do it more often for you.. sexy."

"Goddamn, you make me so hard."

"Let me help you then."

"Oh, honey, not right here. I would hate to get caught now."

"Let's have a nasty ride, shall we~?"

Clay immediately steps on the peddle and swerves along the roads. He was about to have the time of his life.

...

In a minimum of 2 minutes, maybe less they've made it home. Clay dragged George by the hand into the house, eagerly. As soon as they laid foot into the house, Clay smashed his lips against George's.

Their tongues danced, slowly, mixing into a purple color.

"Mm~ Clay~"

"What's wrong sweetheart?"

"My legs.. are getting weak.."

Clay picked George up bridal style.

"Then let's take it to the bed."

As Clay carried him upstairs, George stared at him with lust, beginning to bite on his neck.

"Oh baby, can't you wait?"

"It's hard, just fuck me already~"

"Fine, as you wish."

Clay tosses him onto the bed and rips off his pants and boxers. George groaned at his swift movement and pulled him in for a long kiss.

Clay rubbed up and down on his heated torso.

"Ugh~ hurry up please~"

"Excuse me?"

"You keep teasing me and it hurts, finish me, you have my full consent to do whatever you want. Just please, make this pain go away~"

George was breathing heavily, looking up at Clay so innocently. This has never happened before..

Clay looked down at his tightened pants and removed his belt to use it as a blindfold for George. Clay removes his pants and throws George onto his stomach.

"This might sting, baby."

Clay thrusted into him slowly and sped up his pace each time. George was screaming into the covers and tear drops were staining them.

Clay gripped onto George's torso tighter to keep himself upright. George's sweet sounds made him weaker.

"Damn George, pipe down. You're making it hard for me.."

Clay was groaning, which was pretty unusual.

"Then I'll make it harder."

He removed the belt from his head and tied it onto Clay's.

"Woah woah woah, what are you doing?"

"Shut up."

George slowly pushed Clay over onto his back and slowly aligned his hole to his tip. Clay lifted the belt from his eyes slightly to purposely kick his leg.

George flew down onto his lap and screamed in pain and pleasure. Clay covered his mouth, trying to not make any noise.

He pushed George onto his back, still inside of him.

"You know, it's impossible for you to be dominant, right? You'll always land back right into the same spot."

Their faces were centimeters apart, George was irritated. There will be a day where he can leave Clay trembling..

"Stay silent, you little bitch."

George wrapped his hand around Clay's throat and his other hand rested on Clay's thigh. He roughly made out with him, stroking his thigh.

Clay felt something quickly build up inside of him. The feeling George was bringing him was so pleasurable.

"Don't stop, George."

Clay mumbled into the kiss. He forgot about their position and began to adjust himself. George hissed at the pain and began to release, squeezing Clay's thigh tighter.

Clay finished inside of him right after and pulled out quickly.

"Jesus Christ, Clay~"

George felt sore from his hips down. Clay was smiling at him.

"What's that look for, weirdo?"

"You were different today, what was that about?"

"I don't know, I'm trying to be dominant, but I can't. But trust me, there will be a day where I leave you sore and trembling."

"I'd love to see it."

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Word Count: 832

Sorry I haven't uploaded lately, I've just been busy with school and I'm having another sibling so I'm just trying to help around! I'll start writing again though, don't worry 😉