"You can touch me," you said with a sly little smirk. "Anywhere you want." The thought of that made my heart flutter with excitement, but even so I stood there still. "Are you sure?" I asked. You nodded, the smirk still playing on your lips, hand still on mine. Your voice lowered to a whisper. "I like being touched." * * * Dream-certified fuckboy and deep down hopeless romantic-goes to a party, a regular occurrence for him. But as the same people talk about the same things with the same flashing lights and the same songs blasting in his ears, he notices something different. Something new. George. Sweet looking, adorable, irresistible George. Dream decides he wants to have a little fun, try something new for once. !disclaimer! I started this story when I was very invested in the dream smp but I have since then become less interested. This story has nothing to do with the actual cc's or their characters, and mostly just uses their names. * * * January 2021 -