dnf smut & oneshots

♡ starving

words: 3731
description: george finally meets dream and soon after becoming his boyfriend, he gets shown what dreams hidden for so long.
warnings: smut, degrading, mention of blood, crying, slight daddy kink, overstimulation
top: dream
bottom: george

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george had always known that he was in love with dream.

from the way he would joke around with him on stream, call him when he needed someone to talk to, all the way to the night calls on discord.

he was in love with his laugh, how he'd wheeze and almost choke every time he found a joke even slightly funny. how he could tell he had tears in his eyes from laughing so hard.

he was in love with the way he spoke gently with him, guiding him through certain crafting recipes, helping him out when he was learning to cook.

he was only in love with dream, the little green and white blob on a computer screen, a voice with no face for george to connect it with. he hadn't had a chance to fall in love with clay yet. dream had told george that the feelings are mutual, understanding that george didn't want to take anything too far until they meet in person.

"i don't know dream, i'm just scared. i mean what if we don't like, you know, love each other once i move over there?" george spoke through his mic, packing for his trip to orlando the next morning. he got a small laugh from dream in response.

"george, i promise you, i'm still definitely going to be in love with you. if anything, seeing you in person will make my love for you even stronger." a small blush crept over his freckled cheeks, a smirk forming on his lip. "i should be scared that you won't love me, like you only saw my face when i called you. you haven't seen the rest of my body george." that was true, although they called every night before bed, neither of them had shared intimate details. they only craved each other in a cuddle, kiss and fall asleep in the same bed way, waiting until they're together before thinking about clothes being discarded on the floor and the sound of skin slapping together.

"i've known you for this long dream, i don't care what your body looks like. i mean—of course i care but like, you know what i mean." not a single lie had been made, he was too deeply in love to care about small scars or skin pigmentation.

"i don't mean it like that, i mean you haven't—we haven't shared anything sexual about ourselves, what if you don't like what i do in bed?" george's breath caught in his throat, just quiet enough to not be picked up by the mic on his desk. "like we don't know what we both like, what turns us on george."

"well we're not even dating, we can wait to talk about that stuff when i get there." a small twinge in his stomach pulling him over to his desk, leaving the packing for later.

"georgie, we both know that i wanna ask you to be my boyfriend in person. literally as soon as i see you and you're done filming your vlog i'm asking you to be mine."

"i know but i—"

"i wanna talk about it now, i wanna know what you like so we can both enjoy ourselves when the time is right." george drank some water, the gulp loud enough for dream to hear. he hadn't realised how sweaty his hands had gotten until he wiped his hair off his forehead.

"uhm—well, i mean i like being called baby and stuff, outside the bedroom too." he felt so comfortable around dream, he was more nervous and embarrassed to admit to the sinful things he liked in private. "i-i like to be, uhm, choked. i guess. and pinned against the bed, i like any position except for like reverse cowgirl—cowboy, whatever it is." dream spoke up.