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Worship

God dosent exist to me anymore, like come on man, I'm a smut fanfic writer, so... we're taking over the church today through smut. If your one of my irl friends pls don't read this. I beg of you. Also if your my priest. I doubt she'd be here but you never know who reads your smut.

This is also cut off cause I couldn't write any more at a certain point.

(Dreams pov for once)

I sit in the church with my mother. I hate going to church (Omg same) but I have to go. Since my mother wants me to stay there with her and have some quality time.

But all I'm doing is staring into the neck of one of the churches most important people there. He's the middle child of the Davidson family.

His whole family are constant church goers. They help the priest, they plan events, they pay the church and sometimes even the priests. They are the money in the church.

His family consists of his mother named Mary and his father named John, his older brother named Joshua and his little sister named Jess. All names close to Jesus and Christ. And then there's George.

He's a very nice, well behaved and talented men I've seen in my life. He plays the harp before and after church starts and finishes. His voice is like honey to my ears. And his singing is like angels dragging me into the dark underworld. He draws pictures of god for the walls of the church when he's bored and he constantly looks like a full course meal I could just swallow and eat.

And right now he's sitting drawing in a chair.

Before church starts my mother pinches my arm with excitement.

"Oh! Dream let's go meet the Davidsons!" My mother exclaims in my ear and drags me up to the altar.

"Hello I'm Jenna" my mother says and introduces herself to the whole family. Then forces me to shake each of their hands and say hello to all of them.

Then I have to shake hands with George. I reach out a hand and he looks up from his sketch. Then he reaches up and shakes my hand. On purpose pinch his hand just a tiny bit which makes him gasp.

(Time skip, after church)

After church my mother runs off with the Davidsons as she became good friends with them. Though they left one person behind. George. Which is just a good thing for me. Less for him. If you catch my drift.

I walk over to him. He's just staring into thin air.

"Hey" I greet and sit down next to him.
"H-hello" he says flustered.

I smirk at him. He blushes bright pink.

"S-so" he starts.
I look him up and down and then at his lips signifying that I want to kiss him.
But he dosent catch up on it.

"W-what do you want to d-do?" He asks.
"Well I have my ideas" I say and wink at him.
"H-hey!" He exclaims and tries to cover my mouth frantically.
"What?" I ask very much like a whine.
"D-don't say that infront of god!" He hissed at me.
"You could do a lot of worse things infront of god" I say and smirk at him once again cracking all the sex jokes.
"Dream!" He exclaims and just gets up and leaves.

But before he can walk out of the church to follow his parents and my mother home I tackle him to the ground.

I lay on top of him for a second without saying anything before I smugly crack another joke.

"And where do you think your going? I ain't done with ya" I say.
George blushes like crazy but doesn't pull me off of him even though I made it very easy for him to do so.

Instead he pulls me closer by my shirt.
I smirk and wink at him. He blushes brighter but just pulls me closer. At this point I'm just getting bored so I pull him by his own shirt and kiss him on my own.

He whines into the kiss at the power im putting on his lips.

(Okay that's it, I cant write no more) (y'all just got robbed) (I'm legit about to pass out from exhaustion) (I hope you guys liked this mini chapter) (btw I don't have sex in a church, I'm pretty sure doing so will get you a few years in prison)