𝔽𝕒𝕔𝕖 // 𝕒 𝔻𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕊𝕠𝕠𝕥 𝕗𝕒𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕔

𝟻•𝙷𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎•𝟻

Wilbur's POV:

The kiss was savouring and sweet. Like it was meant for me. The feeling was overwhelming, as I tried to catch my brain up on what's happening. Dream's lips slipped perfectly with mine, like. we were made to kiss. But the realization hit.

No, nononono, this isn't right.

I tried to pull back but the younger male had a tight grip on my waist.

When did his hands get around my waist?

Dream suddenly pulled back, and I missed the sweet flavor of his mouth on mine.

He whispered to me, leaning towards my ear, "Let me have this,". Those words made me shudder

Why did he want this?

What, happened?

No ones POV:

Dream continued to kiss him and hold him close. Suddenly, Wilbur started kissing back, before he was trying to stop it. Guess he came to his senses.

Dream moved in, wrapping his legs around Wilbur's waist, moving hands into his shoulders. He grinded down, making Wilbur moan in the process.

The make out was steamy, filled with unresolved feelings. Feelings both knew would come in to play later. Just not right now. This moment, is special.

Wilbur softly laced his free arm, that wasn't entangled in blonde hair, around Dream's back, gently laying him down on the bed. Dream moaned softly as he felt Wilbur get closer to his body.

Feelings savoured in sloppy kisses.

As they started to take off their clothes.

Dream slowly started to take Wilbur's shirt off, grazing the skin under it which he desperately wanted to touch more. As it was completely off, Wilbur started to take Dream's hoodie off as well. As they tried to keep their lips together while undressing, they end up getting to where Wilbur's body was presses up against Dream's, making them moan as their certain body parts touched.

All was fiery and fierce.

... A few minutes later...

Dream's POV:
What did I just fucking do?

Wilbur's POV:
What did I just fucking initiated?

No One's POV:

They layed in the bed together, just staring at the ceiling. There was nothing left to say. What's done is done.

The problem is what now.

Dream sighed, glancing at Wilbur smiling. He looked so beautiful, laying there prettily, even after what just happened.

Now, Dream isn't gonna lie, it was good. Better than anything he's ever felt, feeling Wilbur inside of him. But the reality hit, why? Why did he give in? Was it because he had no choice? Did he actually like him- love him back?

Questions circled the blonde, causing a headache to form. It hurt, like the pain he was in before.

'Why did I do this?'

Meanwhile, Wilbur felt confused. Did Dream love him back? Was this out of spite? Hurt? Vulnerability? Did I.... Take advantage of him?

Both were scared and confused.

Both didn't know what would happen next.

But one knew what he had to do.

Dream slowly grabbed his clothes off the bed sheets as Wilbur watched, knowing what's happening.

He got dressed and walked near the front door, giving Wilbur a sad smile before leaving.

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Wilbur sighed, the pain that was caused during the few minutes they layed was hurtful. Why? It just hurt to think about it. He needs to confront Dream, there's no way he just did this with him. There's no way he became a friend with benefits without it being said. There's feelings involved.

And he needs to find out why.