Perfect Timing {Gream AU}

Chapter Twenty One-Be My First

MaTuRe
I didn't proof read this cause I'm lazy. Ill do it later though.

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Clay leads George into his house and flicks on the lights,

"Are you hungry?"

He asks, but George just shrugs. He could tell there was a difference in the atmosphere tonight. Clay takes a long hard look at his boyfriend and licks his lips.

"Clay?"

George asks, taking a step back. He feels like his insides are on fire..

"George.."

Clay responds, his voice unusually low. He starts walking towards George, his gaze digging into him like daggers.

George feels heat rush to his cheeks and he looks away, slightly embarrassed.

"Hey baby.. don't look away.. I wanna see your eyes."

George slowly meets Clays gaze, who's now only about a foot in front of him. He reaches towards George and strokes his face with his hand,

"I'm sorry"

George tilts his head,

"Why?"

"Because I hurt you.."

"You didn't hurt me. We wouldn't be here right now without the things that happened. I'm not mad or angry about any of it, I promise. I love-"

Clay cuts him off with a deep, passionate kiss, the kind that makes your head spin and your knees weak.

"Mmmf.. Clay.."

He whispers, holding on to his boyfriend tightly.

"I-I... I want to do it.. with you.."

George mumbles, again turning away with embarrassment. Clay smirks against his lips,

"You want to have sex with me?"

George's cheeks flush a deep red, and his throat goes completely dry.

"Words Georgie."

Clay coos as he plays with tufts of George's dark hair.

"Y-Yes.. I want you t-to be my.. first."

Clay wastes no time in lifting George up, wrapping his legs around his waist and holding onto his ass. George yells at the sudden movement and giggles against Clays skin.

Clay meets Georges gaze as he kisses him again, this time biting his lovers lip for entrance. George thinks for a moment before smirking and keeping his mouth closed. Clay raises his eye brows, still holding George's lip tight. He ever so gently rubs himself against his boyfriends waist, earning a light gasp from the smaller man. Clay takes his opportunity and smashes his lips against George's again, shoving his tongue in his mouth and tasting every little crevice. Clay makes his way up the stairs, stumbling every now and then and pressing George against the wall as a support.

"Clay you're so clumsy"

"You live me anyway though~"

George rolls his eyes as they finally make it to Clays bedroom. Clay plops George down like a rag doll and smothers him with kisses, making George squeal with surprise.

"Ahhh Clay! That tickles!"

Dream chuckles and props himself on top of George with his elbows, looking dead in his eyes. George bites his lip at the sudden change in the atmosphere and Clay gently presses his lips against his lovers soft skin, leaving a small and barely noticeable hickey.