Impossible love (dreamxgeorgenotfound)

Chapter 9 - what are you doing, stepdream?

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George felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Dude you just came home from the hospital u sure about this?" Clay was worried.
"Clay, I dont care. The whole time I was in the hospital everyone treated me like a baby. So come on and get drunk with me already" he answered a bit annoyed but he understood and appreciated Clay  worrying about him.

"alright if you say so" Clay wheezed.

George brought a 40% vodka bottle from a kitchen cabinet and walked towards Clay.
"Hope u can drink pure, pussy. Im not buying any soda or anything" He said taunting Clay."uhhh god. I hate that but anything for you baby" he joke flirted back. Was it really a joke though? Clay's heart started raising. And his cheeks got boiling hot but -hopefully- not too red.

"Oh shut up you idiot" George groaned and grabbed Clays shirt, then dragged him into the bedroom. This made Clay feel a stinging feeling in his gut.

Please just kiss me now

He stopped Clay right next to the bed, and put the bottle on his desk. George then tried to push Clay down on the bed, but hard failed. The tall man was steady where he stood, and how the turns have tabled.

Oof you should'nt have done that

Clay threw the little british boy down onto the bed instead. "You weak short boy" he teased George, and reached for the bottle. "Ohh I dare you BIG boy, drink it" he tried saving the embarressing situation he just got put in.

Clay took the dare, but when he started drinking he remembered something really bad. He lowered the bottle and nervously said "uhh George, I remembered that I get real fcking horny and turned on by everything when Im drunk" He took a deep breath, scared as hell for Georges answer. By hearing this, Georges heart started raising like he was about to die. He felt curious, for. Clay?

Why the fuck am I reacting like this?

"Ehh.. Clay thats inappropiate" he laughed with a grin.
"George STOP! It's not my fault!!"
"Whatever, it's fine. Im the only one here"

Yes, George. That's the problem.

"I guess.. alright then.." he said and took another sip from the bottle. Fuck it, am i right?

"Fuck that's disgusting, George" Clay exclaimed while choking on the nasty substance in his mouth."lol you really are a pussy, your big body doesn't fool anybody" George laughed and jumped off the bed to get the bottle. Clay pushed George back with his hand and held the bottle high up in the air. "Oh tell me about it, shorty" Clay teased the little brunette.

I fucking love seeing him frustrated

Clay already started to feel the alcohol numb his body a little bit. Believe it or not, he wasn't a drinker so the alcohol kicked in fast.

God, how will this night end? I will get so damn turned on. When George is here. Fuck me man

"Ughhh Clay give me it!!" George cried out frustrated as hell
"Then you need to tell me you love me" Clay answered with a grin. He knew George had a hard time saying that. But he didn't know why.

Why does he want me to say that? I feel so guilty by only thinking about it

"Stoppp!!! I'll say it if i get the bottle"