Is This True Love? (DNF)

Chapter 70: Comfort

George POV.
✨Smut warning✨

I shuddered as I sunk down on Clay, taking a few moments to settle down and get used to the larger stretch as he was definitely bigger than his fingers. My hands continued to stable myself on his body, clutching at his shoulders.

“You feel so good.” He hummed as he allowed me to continue to adjust before lifting his hips slightly. It pushed his already hard cock further into me, earning a moan from both of us as I continued to clench around him. As I allowed him to begin thrusting up into me I melted against him, allowing him to treat me as he wished.

The blond wasted no time in getting used to the feeling of me bouncing over his cock, just gripping at me as his throbbing length hit the bundle of nerves that was my prostate over and over again. It was a lot, creating just more and more of a bumbling stammering mess.

I was still waking up, to be completely honest, feeling exhausted after the events of yesterday afternoon and the way that my world was shattered. In order to just pull myself from the daze that I was in I pulled my lips against his in an open mouthed kiss, one we both melted into as his length dragged along through my insides.

My eyes fluttered shut and I groaned as he bounced me again, feeling the way that a smirk grew against my mouth at the action. But just as quickly as I felt it, it went away as he moved down to begin marking up my chest and shoulders with wet kisses and gently indents made with his teeth.

“Y’know.” He hummed a thought aloud against my skin. “You are so fucking hot, and so brave for everything you’ve done.” The blond stopped his thrusts as he complimented me. “You are the most famous person in the world and now you’re here, belonging to me.” With my face in the crook of his neck I whimpered as he forced me down, rushing a wave of stimulation through me.

After allowing me to squirm for a while he kissed me again, no longer holding me and just rocking our hips back and forth, creating more gentle stimulation as my hard and leaking cock pressed against his stomach. Feeling myself growing more desperate for release and impatient I began to bounce myself, rocking my hips as I did and catching him off guard.

With me grinding down against him he let out a pleasure filled moan of surprise, one that I found to be quite endearing. It prompted me to continue my motions, my head pressing against his shoulder in an attempt to keep my own moans more quiet.

“Clay!” I let out, grinding down once again with my breathing uneven. The sheets fell around us, hiding us from the world as I stretched around the blond’s length. My cock continued to leak, clawing at his shoulders with my fingers as the sound of skin hitting skin filled the room at a constant rhythm.

“You look so good on me.” He complimented, and I saw him grinning, showing his beautiful smile off. “With only me able to see you.”
“I love you.” I whispered, gasping and moaning as his cock reached somewhere deeper inside of me than it had gone before.

My head fell back in a scream as he sunk his teeth into my skin, completely finding myself unravelling as I came over my chest and his. I gasped, shuddering at the surprising shock. I found myself blushing from the embarrassment, not expecting to have come apart like that so easily. Clay just chuckled, kissing over the bite mark he’d left.

I slumped myself against him as he began to thrust himself deep into me, since my tiredness was beginning to build up. He allowed me to lay limply against him through a weak make-out session. I allowed him to treat me as he wished, using me to get his own release.

When my head fell back I continued to moan and felt his fingers lacing through my hair to continue the kiss. I found myself getting my energy back after my release and began bucking my hips to give the attractive man beneath me some stimulation. The blond continued to claw desperately around me with me groaning as he clawed hard enough to turn my skin red.

The blond’s cock twitched within me and my hands moved to hold his face as he made out. My tongue explored the inside of his mouth with my eyes closed, giving in to every sensation that I felt. The sex was soft and gentle, neither of us caring for anything other than being right here, right now, against each other.

“Do you want to move?” He asked, hands moving to rest on my waist. “We can go and shower then relax or something.” I smiled at the offer he had given me and gave him a small shrug. All that I wanted for the moment was to just lay here in an intimate embrace with the blond, my face resting on his shoulder but I didn’t want to be messy.

“Okay baby.” He hummed, voice calm and carefully thinking over what exactly what that would mean. “So how about I get a towel and clean us then we can watch TV.” Oh yeah, he had an extremely large television which happened to be only one of the many that he owned. It could have made me wonder about him more, but I was exhausted.

I gave another nod, after kissing him a bit more and taking a few moments I lifted myself off of him and cuddled into his side. For a few moments he sat there not wanting to leave out of the cuddle that we were having, before eventually getting the motivation to stand up and walk over to the ensuite bathroom that he had.

While I was waiting for him I cautiously grabbed the remote from the side table, curling up and turning on the TV. I figured that in order to save time I could find something interesting that I could watch. Immediately when I turned on the TV it was on a channel which made me tense up, one which had a video of me large and in the centre of the screen.

“The George… Davidson show?” I read aloud. I’d obviously known about the fact that my life had a TV show, but seeing it right there without warning shocked me. The video was from a few years ago. I faintly remembered the time that Fundy had taken me to the beach with Karl and Sapnap for a Summer barbeque.

The panic that I had felt being so close to the water, it was clear in every inch of my face, in every twitch of my brow. Fundy and Karl and Sapnap had no clue about my panic, or maybe they did but they just didn’t care.

My breathing began to pick up and I felt every muscle tense up and clench. A pained sound slipped through my lips but before I could find myself staring for too much longer it was turned off, and Clay climbed back into the bed. “George! Don't worry... It’s okay.” He comforted me, hugging me closely with the most soothing tone I’d heard.

Then as I continued to shake he cleaned me and comforted me.
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