DNF one shots!

❤ Hot Bartender ❤

*LISTEN TO THE SONG ABOVE TO VIBE TO THIS CHAPTER BETTER <3*

' Clay POV '

It was 11 pm and all I wanted to do was to get my mind off of my ex. He broke up with me just last night for no fucking reason. I know that we both lost interest in each other over time and I didn't mind too much.

I walked into the shady bar which smelt like dried cum and sweat. I sat on the bar stool overlooking a short bartender who was currently shaking somebody's drink. "Uh, can I have a wine please?" I asked as he turned his face to see me.

Holy shit..he was hot. He had brunette curls that hanged perfectly on his head with a cute little vintage gummy bear earring that caressed his ear oh so perfectly. His eyes were a mocha brown and it suited his skin tone so well. "Hello? Sir.. Your drink is here..!" He snapped his fingers at me with a adorable giggle. He looked me up and down, I couldn't tell if he was checking me out or just being inquisitive.

"You like what you see or something?"I smiled at him flirtatiously.  "HUH?! W-wha- NO! I was just..being curious." He said completely flustered. I loved that look of a blood red tint all over his face. "Thanks for the wine, cutie." I grinned. 

"Y'know, if you were an old man and told me these things I would be creeped out. But I guess your looks make up for it." He pouted as he turned away to arrange bottles. "So you think I'm hot or what?" 

"You could say that." He smiled as he handed me a little piece of paper. It said "My shift finishes in 10 minutes" 

"Y'know you could just tell me that right?" I wheezed at his stupid attempt to flirt. "I cant let me boss see me getting giddy with a customer asshole!" He turned red and was about to take off his working apron. "I thought you said in ten minutes?" 

"Mhm, I need the 5 minutes to talk to my boss and let him know I'm finishing now." He said as he smiled and walked into the backroom.

God, That brunette had such a intoxicating effect on me and plus I couldn't even take my eyes off of him and his shit-eating smile. That reminds me I need to ask for his name and number and maybe even his hand to dance.

"You wanna dance?" I asked him as he walked out of the backroom without an apron on. "Fine, fuck it lets dance."

We swaying with each other to the beat as I slowly planted my hand on his waist dangerously close to his ass. His body tilted closer and closer to mine until we were touching chests.

I swooped him into my arms as I leaned in closer to his lips. "Can I?.." I grinned.

"Can you what?" The brunette giggled teasingly and continued dancing alongside me as if I didn't just try and kiss him. "Oh my god you airhead...Can I kiss you for gods sake?" I pulled him back in and leaned closer than ever before but I needed to make sure he was okay with this.

"Thats more polite! And go ahead but before you do tell me your name..!" He giggled adorably as he leaned in a little more closer until i could feel his hot breath coating my neck. "Its Clay but you can call me Dream. Thats my nickname"  I gripped his waist closer to mine.

"Okay Dream, cute nickname! My name is George Davidson." He smiled at me. If I were being honest Georges smile could light up the whole world. I pulled him into a passionate but sloppy kiss.

I bit his lower lip, asking for entrance and he accepted. It was a fight for dominance inside his mouth but we all knew George was fighting a losing battle. He gave in as I explored every corner of his mouth.

George pulled away and chuckled saying "How did you even know I was gay, I mean I could've been straight with you pulling all of those flirt lines on me." 

"George, I figured you were gay pretty easily. You look like a bottom anyway." I wheezed as I gripped his waist.

"WHAT!- I dont know how to even respond to th-that! Is it because I look weak? I assure you I'm not." He argues as he gets all flustered but manages to keep a straight face to support his argument. I found it hard not to laugh as I saw the boy turn crimson red from my comments. "Nope, just had a feeling." I chuckled as we inched closer to each other.

"Then let me prove it to you that I'm strong!" He giggled as he led me outside. "Oh? And how do you plan to do that?.." I chuckled but my mind was somewhere unholy.

"My place or yours?" He asked. "My place?" I smiled as I took him into my rather large car. 

"This car is pretty big! AND YOU HAVE YOUR OWN DRIVER?? What the hell?.." He gasped in disbelief. I laughed at his shock but I still couldn't get my mind off of when he said that he would show me that he's stronger.

"Now Georgie...How were you planning to show me you were stronger?.." I cradled him onto my lap in the backseat. "Fuck..I wasn't thinking of this but this could work aswell?" He smiled as he started kissing me roughly.

' Georges pov '

Holy SHIT! I was in the backseat with a hot guy named Dream who I was about to FUCK. For gods sake I wanted this to be more than just one night stand but I liked the way things were right now. I felt a poke into my ass and I very well knew he got hard from me. I grinded softly against his member

Dream groaned and pulled me against him. I started grinding faster against him and he started groaning "Fuck..George, Just wait til we're home. I'm going to fuck you senseless." He whispered into my ear. I felt a shiver down my spine at his unholy comment but I cant say I didn't like it.. He grabbed my neck roughly and started leaving extremely visible love bites all over me down to my collar bone. 

When he found my soft spot, he started abusing it relentlessly. "A-ah.." I moaned as he sucked harder on my collar bone.  He slid his hands underneath my shirt but I stopped him. "You have to wait idiot! The driver will be able to hear me asshole." I muttered.

"Fuck, thats right.  I don't need him hearing your pretty noises."