dnf smut & oneshots

♡ nightmare

words: 2600
description: george has a nightmare and wakes up absolutely terrified, dream helps him through it and showers him with love.
warnings: smut, r@pe (only in the nightmare), degrading
top: dream
bottom: george

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george's pov:

dream and i had just hopped into bed after a long day of streaming with sapnap and karl. the last part of our manhunt stream ended with me killing dream just as he was about to kill the ender dragon, after that he hasn't really spoken to me. i rolled over in bed to see him with his back facing me.

"clay?" i said quietly, i felt really bad about it and wanted to apologise. even if it's just a silly little game, dream felt very strongly about keeping his reputation as a god at staying alive in those videos. "i'm sorry for killing you in the stream."

he didn't move a muscle and instead just let out a heavy sigh. i put my hand on his shoulder, giving it a comforting squeeze.

"clay? i understand if you're mad at me but-"

"just shut up george." he replied, moving my hand off his shoulder. i frowned a bit and put my hand on his waist instead, moving closer to him. i didn't think much of it as he can get a bit irritated if he's trying to sleep.

"i know you like to keep your reputation and everything but it's just a game, next time we play you can kill me as many times as you want but-" before i could finish my sentence he climbed on top of me, grabbing his belt off the floor and tying my arms up to the headboard. "clay what are yo-"

"just fucking shut up george for fuck sake. you don't realise how many fucking people saw me get killed and finally lose at a manhunt!" i looked up at him and all i could see in his eyes was pure hatred, usually if he's upset or angry he still looks at me with admiration, but this look is nothing like i'd seen before, it was scary. "this house pretty much gets fucking paid for from me being so successful in those and you don't even fucking care do you?"

"c-clay like i said, i'm sorry okay? what's with the belt around my wrists?" i felt fear deep in the pit of my stomach, i could feel my heart beating through my chest. as i went to pull at the restraints, i felt his hand wrap around my neck, digging his nails in, i let out a small whimper from the pain. "c-clay w-what are you doi-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP! WHAT PART OF YOUR STUPID FUCKING BRAIN CANT COMPREHEND THOSE WORDS!" he began to tear at my clothes, ripping my shirt off my body and pulling off my shorts and boxers. tears start forming in my eyes, this isn't the dream that i know.

"clay p-please, s-stop," i felt a sharp pain across my cheek that left me speechless. he slapped me. i couldn't stop the tears from falling as i saw him get up and strip himself of his clothes. "c-clay please, i-i don't want this."

as he got back onto the bed, i kicked my legs at him trying to keep him away. he grabbed my ankles and lifted them up over his shoulders, stopping me from moving. he was a lot stronger and bigger than me so any effort i made at escaping would be useless. i screamed out at the top of my lungs, trying to get sapnap to hear and realise something was wrong.

"there's no use in screaming george, the walls in this house have soundproof padding covering them." he replied, so much anger in his voice you'd think i'd killed patches. "you fucked up my reputation, any chance of me making another successful manhunt video will be worthless now all because of you, and now you have to pay the price, you fucking worthless bitch." no no no no god no, i felt like i was going to pass out.