《Private school || dnf》Final
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Dream became a streamer in January and is currently streaming. Call me jealous or needy but I wanted his attention. "Yes chat, I do have a Valentine this year." He chuckled looking over at me, I smiled and he smiled back before looking back at his game. I groaned and got up, walking towards his chair. "I'm bored." I whined putting my head on the back of his chair. "I won't be much longer, wait a bit for me please?" I fake cried and walked back over to the bed.
I'm really bored, and I want Dream. He yelled as he fell into some lava. "That's bullshit! That's not fair!" He started another game and I smirked. I have an idea. I got up from the bed and walked over to him, I slid under the desk while he was concentrating on the game. He didn't see me, I smirked again and grabbed my phone.
Dreamie 💚😍🐀
I couldn't get rid of the rat like that, that's rude.
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His phone buzzed and I heard the tapping of his keyboard stop, he looked under the desk. I winked and put a finger up to my mouth, he blushed and went back to playing the game. I trailed my hands across his thighs causing his breath to hitch and he started messing up. I moved my hand down to the zip of his jeans, he looks down at me and shook his head. I smirked and put a finger up to my lips, "Go back to your game." He sighed and looked back up at the monitor.
I undid the button on his jeans and slowly undid the zip. He groaned but played it off as him 'not having any iron' I pulled his jeans down so they were almost off. I moved my hand up to his boxers, slowly rubbing my hand across the band. "Shit." He breathed out. I pulled them down slightly, "S-stop." He stuttered. "Ugh, t-these- skeletons are s-so annoying." He tried playing it off, I smirked and pulled them down the rest of the way.
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-Third person POV- this isn't going to be fun..
Dream gasped as he felt George pull his boxers down, leaving his now hard dick in the open. (One fucking sentence. One! How can people write this so easily?) "I-I need to find a lava pool." (Mhm same then I'm gonna fucking jump in it) Dream managed to say, he really didn't want to talk in case he moaned or something but chat will also think somethings up if he's quite. "D-did I p-pass one?" He asked looking at chat.
George sat patiently under the desk, waiting for Dream to speak before he started. "Watch this nether fortress be miles away." He chuckled, so he can talk now. "It's going to be like-" George wrapped his hand around Dream's dick. (DiCk) Slowly moving it up and down.
Dream's breath was heavy as he tried to not let any noises slip. "Shit." He breathed out as George rubbed his finger over the tip. (*gag* I hate myself right now) George was getting impatient, he wanted a better reaction from Dream. Not just a few stutters and an occasional groan. (Are y'all ready for this? Because I know I'm not.) George brought his face closer to Dream's lap, his breath brushing against Dream's hard member. (Pffft, I'm sorry. I just found that funny. MeMbEr.) He licked the tip, tasting the salty pre-cum. (I. Hate. Life.)
Dream's head flew back as George kitty licked his tip. (Shoot me.) It took all the strength in him to not grab George by the hair and fuck him senseless, he took a deep breath before looking back at the game. "I need to- shit." (Hah, he needs to shit) His sentence was cut off by a small moan that he prayed his mic didn't pick up. "C-can you w-write down t-these c-cords please?" He pressed F5 and let go of the key board, his hands finding their way into George's hair.
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George wrapped his mouth around Dream's tip. (I miss being innocent.) Dream's grip on his hair tightening as George slowly bobbed his head up and down. "S-sorry. I n-needed to g-get a drink." Dream took his hands away from George's hair and went back to playing the game. The warmth from George's mouth along with the feeling of George's mouth on his dick felt like heaven. He'd never felt like this with any girl, or even boy before. Sure he's had blow jobs before but holy shit. Dream quickly muted his mic before letting out a loud moan, his threw his head back and grabbed George's hair again.
"F-fuck George." George quickened his pace, taking more of Dream into his mouth. Dream pulled George's hair, not hard enough to hurt him but enough for George to feel it. George moaned while bobbing his head, sending vibrations throughout Dream's body. George looked up at Dream and pointed towards his computer. Dream groaned and unmuted his mic, taking his hands away from George's hair he continued his stream. "S-sorry I'm back." His breath was even heavier than before and his concentration on the game slowly lowered as he felt a familiar warmth starting to pool in his stomach. (I don't know? That's what it says in other fanfics so I'm guessing that's what it feels like? I'll never know.)
He 'accidentally' fell into the lava below him and used it as an excuse. "Fuck." He groaned, George sped up again and Dream didn't know how much longer he could go. George bobbed his down fully, taking all of Dream. He held back a gag as it hit the back of his throat, Dream muted his mic again. "George. I-I can't." He held George's hair again, guiding him down. George sped up and Dream threw his head back. "Holy fuck." Dream pushed George's head down as he got closer to his release.
George tried not to gag and slowly got used to the feeling of Dream's dick hitting the back of his throat. He actually started enjoying it. He moaned again, sending more vibrations throughout Dream's body. "I'm- I'm close." Dream stuttered pulling George's hair tighter as he closed his eyes. George sped up one last time before Dream came. (✌️😍🔫 sorry guys.) The salty substance filling his mouth, George pulled off Dream and swallowed it. Dream's grip loosened as George got up from under the desk and came back with some tissues, he cleaned up Dream and put his clothes back on.
"Fucking hell George." Dream panted, George giggled and sat in Dream's lap. He un-muted his mic. "Hey guys! Dream's a bit- busy right now so I'll play even though I don't know how." George restarted the game and played as Dream slowly came back to reality. "Your gonna pay for that later." He whispered in George's ear, George blushed and Dream took over the game.
They laughed and streamed for 30 more minutes before Dream decided to end stream. They got up from the chair and Dream pinned George to the bed. "So you wanted to be a little brat earlier?" George blushed as Dream moved his head to his ear. "Your gonna pay for it." (That will be £10. Thanks mate.)
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