Taking his best friend back to the airport took longer than expected. The bus got stuck in the traffic which caused Nick to miss his flight.

However, the two found they could purchase a same day flight.. for double the cost.

The blonde, as kind and generous as he is paid for the ticket. Unfortunately the flight left later on in the day. So to make sure they didn't miss this flight, the two stayed at the airport.

One last hug before Nick stepped onto the plane. Just before walking down the hall, he looked over his shoulder and smiled.

Dream laughed and waved as he watched the other make his way down to the door of the plane. There he was greeted by two nice flight attendants and the pilots.

All day, George had been texting him. Up until about two hours ago. His phone had been silent and without a notification since.

"I'll be home in an hour and a half. Want me to grab dinner?" Dream said aloud to himself as he texted that to the older male.

He had made it all the way to the shuttle and still hadn't gotten a response.

Weird.

Maybe he's working on school. As a matter of fact the two had put school off the whole time Nick was there. Though who wouldn't. It's rude not to entertain your guest.

Still, Dream had a small feeling something was wrong. He shrugged it off for now as he stepped onto the bus and headed back.

Once back he took a walk to grab dinner for himself and George.. who still had yet to text or call.

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* degradation, edging, cursing, self pleasure, some hair pulling, overstimulation, graphic descriptions*

Ever since waking up this morning, all that was on George's mind was Dream.

To be a little more specific, Dream's lips..

And to be even more clear, Dream's dick.

No matter what the brunette did to keep his mind busy, it always ended in him imagining what the other could do with his body.

Throughout the day he'd find himself spaced out, or even palming himself as his brain ran wild with the erotic imagery.

He didn't mean to ghost Dream. It was just so hard to focus on all the overdue homework, sitting in his bag.

However he was way over due for some intimate time with the blonde as they agreed to calm down while Nick was here. Especially after that coffee incident.

After fighting his own sexual desires and urges, George gave in. And not lightly either.

The first thing the brunette did was slowly undress himself. Quite honestly stripping for show.

Gently tugging his shorts off. Then slipping out of the oversized sweater which belonged to Dream. And finally, he hooked his fingers on the hem of his boxers. Slipping them off to reveal his hard on.

Once fully nude, George quickly crawled onto the bed, resting his head on the pillows. His hand slowly tracing his own body as it made it's way down. Only to stop once he felt his erected cock, standing tall.

"Ah.." his mouth fell ajar as he was sensitive from holding back all day.

His hand was cold, but it felt so good on his erection that he couldn't help but stroke himself. Causing more, soft moans to escape his chest.

Pre-cum had already started leaking from his tip. Which George swirled his finger around to give himself another shock of pleasure.

While his hand slowly pumped, his other hand reached above his head. Tugging some at his own hair before gripping the headboard tightly. Practically carving the shape of his nails into the wood.

"F..Fuck.." George whined as his back began to arch up, off of the bed.

His heart rate increased just like the speed of his hand moving up and down on his cock. Making his breaths short and shallow.

The more he pumped his hand, the more his chest rose and fell as he breathed heavily.

Sweat, glistening all over his body as he continued working on his climax.

He was working so hard to get to his release that at this point he couldn't help moan aloud. After waiting so patiently all day, George thought he earned this. Making him careless as the long, throaty moan left him.

George's eyes where glued shut as he jerked his hand faster. "Dream!" he moaned loudly as his back arched even more off the bed as he thought about the blonde.

The more his hand moved the tighter that knot in his stomach got. However, he didn't want to release just yet.

Edging himself was quite an experiment. Ironic as he hated when Dream would do this to him. But it was the long awaited release that made it so exciting.

After nearly letting himself go a of couple times, George couldn't take it anymore.

His hand pumping as fast as he could, his mouth hung open. Moans and curses flowing out, as his hand cramped from holding onto the headboard so tightly.

Just as he felt himself tipping over the edge, George moaned loudly. The noise bounced off the walls and echoed as he released onto his stomach.

The white mess coated his lower stomach, hand and some of his thighs.

Adrenaline and pleasure coursed through his whole body as he gently came down from his high.

George took one of the baby wipes the two kept on the nightstand, and cleaned himself up.

Once all fresh, George laid back on the bed and caught his breath. Giving his heart a chance to relax as well.

The brunette grabbed his phone and checked the time. Seeing it was 10:42 he sighed.

Where's Dream?

After a few minutes of contemplation, George's lips curved to a smirk. Getting up with a soft giggle as he quickly went over to their desk.

No more than a couple seconds of searching, he found it.

It was multicolored, Dream insisted on it at least.

Green, White, and Blue

It was pretty, that's no doubt but George rolled his eyes. Remembering the whole experience of purchasing the item with the blonde.

However, he had to hurry since he wasn't sure when the other would get home. Seeing him text about food, George chose to ignore him for now.

Back on to the bed again, George felt butterflies in his stomach as he gazed at the object in his hand.

Reaching under the pillow, the brunette pulled out the bottle of lube he and Dream kept... for emergencies obviously.

Popping the cap open, George squeezed quite a lot on his fingers as he was worried for the size. Though this couldn't hardly compare to Dream.

Closing the bottle and slipping it back under their pillow, he began to carefully apply the cold lube to the object.

After making sure to get it completely coated, he got on his knees.

He positioned his face near the pillow in case he had to lay down.

Nerves got to him, making George nervous as he hesitated putting it in. Though he tried going slow incase he couldn't take it.

George slowly reached behind, placing the tip near. His body shivered at the coldness. After adjusting to the temperature, he pushed just the tip in.

"Mm- fuck." He said quietly as his face lightly pressed into the pillow.

It didn't take long for him to get use to the size, it was just the nerves and the fact he had no support.

Whenever Dream took him, he had such kind, emerald eyes and an absolutely beautiful smile. And if George was nervous or anything, he'd say the kindest- yet dirtiest words to him.

Taking a deep breath, George finally pushed the rest completely in. Making himself cry out some. Tears threatening to prick his eyes as he was now filled.

"Holy shit.." George breathed out a shaky breath as he tightly gripped the sheets.

Adjusting to this would take far too long, so George quickly grabbed the remote and switch it the the second lowest setting.

Soft buzzing could be heard from the toy as it vibrated. Making George almost yell from the sudden feeling.

This was all new to him and he didn't know what to expect. However, George wasn't disappointed.

He took a second or two to come back to his senses. But then he moved his hand to slowly pump himself again.

"Fuck- ah fuck me.." George moaned as his face buried further into the pillow.

As if the vibrations, over sensitivity, and pumping of his hand wasn't enough. The brunettes trembling hand took the remote again.

Knocking it up three more settings. Only two more till he was at the full speed the toy offered.

Once again, George let out another string of curses and moans. The more the object moved in him, the further it seemed to drive George crazy.

His mind cloudy as his only goal was to reach his high yet again. Which meant the brunette would do whatever it took to get there.

Leaking with pre-cum again, George knew he couldn't edge himself this time. But he also wanted to experience the highest setting too.

So after a few minutes of just continuous moans, hand pumping at a painfully slow pace and his head going fuzzy. George reached for that remote once more.

It was hard to focus. Though George had one thing on his mind, and that was to reach the long awaited high yet again.

Bracing himself, George bit his bottom lip as he switched the toy that was already hitting all the right places, to its highest setting.

Pleasure coursed through his body as the toy did its job. Making George an absolute mess as his hand desperately pumped to get him to his high.

Another handful of minutes passed. Loud and soft moans filled the dorm room. Curses in between the heavy breaths. And the previously quiet toy now at a noticeable volume as George bit the pillowcase.

"Fuck.. Fuck! Shit.." George moaned loudly as he could feel that knot begin to come undone.

His hand pumping as fast as he could make it, tears streamed down his cheeks as he reached the breaking point.

White streams erupted from his cock as his body basically collapsed. Shaking and sweaty.

After ridding his release out, George shut the toy off and laid on the sheets. Which now where covered in sweat, his release and tears.

"D-Dream.." George moaned softly as his eyes still couldn't open. His chest rising and falling quickly. The brunette was worried he'd have a heart attack at this rate.

Nonetheless, that blonde was still on his mind. And the fact this toy did no justice for Dream's size. George whished he was here now.. to take care of him.

Time was irrelevant now. But the brunette thought he better clean up before Dream returned. Whenever that is of course.

It seemed to be taking awhile, then again George had been ignoring him for over half the day.

He wasn't in a huge hurry, as he thought Dream was still at the airport.

But suddenly keys jingling could be heard as someone shoved them into the lock. Panicked fell over George.

At the moment with his cloudy mindset, he couldn't tell if someone was breaking in or what. He tried hiding under the sweat covered sheets. His body already aching from his pleasure filled night.

Dream had finally made it back home. Traffic was absolutely ridiculous. Apparently everyone decided to eat at the same take out restaurant as well.

He was just happy to be home and to see George. Which was why he was wasting absolutely no time and barging right in.

Before he could set the keys down he seen something moving in the bed. Though after further inspection he noticed it was the shape of George's body.

Naked.

"George?"

The brunette accidentally laid on top of the toys remote which caused it to start up again, all while trying to seem inconspicuous.

"D- fuck.. Dream?" George bit his lip harshly as the overstimulation took over his body.

Moaning? Dream furrowed his brows and set the food down. Immediately heading over to the bed, ripping the sheet away.

What lay under him was a messy, exhausted, horny George. Who seemed to still be using... the special toy they bought.

George smiled nervously and reached out to grasp at the other. "Y- ngh.. you're home." He said trying to hold in the moan as the toy had its second go in him.

Unamused, Dream ran one of his long cold fingers down the others shaking body. Swiping it through some of the release George still had on him. Which he brought closer to make sure he was seeing correctly.

Silence, aside from the soft vibrations filled the room. George looked at the taller, a needy plead for acknowledgement.

"You're such a slut." Dream finally said. His voice booming as he glared down at the older male.

The brunettes eyes widened, with a small amount of fear but also attraction as Dream hadn't really dipped into degradation all that much.

A smirk crept to his face as his body was on full display for the blonde. "You took too long. What else was I meant to do?"

He scoffed at the sorry excuse from George. With an eye roll, Dream walked away and took off his hoodie. Leaving him in a white t-shirt and dark blue jeans after kicking his black shoes off.

George wasn't sure what to do. Thinking now was a good time to turn off the toy since Dream seemed upset. However when looking for the remote, he couldn't find it.

"Looking for something, George?" Dream said in a low voice as he was now leaning against the desk. The remote that looked way smaller as it rested in his big hands.

The brunette shook his head no, hoping Dream would have some mercy and let him go this time.

"Well it seems to me you just can't fucking wait and think it's ok to use our toy while I'm gone." The words seemed harsh and dripped with venom as his hand took the remote and upped the speed.

George whimpered as the vibrations got faster, making him grip the sheets for support. "Please.."

Dream cocked an eyebrow and stood. Making his way slowly to the bed as he continued to increase the speed. "Please what?"

Moans erupted from George's chest as he looked at Dream. Begging him to either touch or fuck him.

"I- god.. I want you.." George said through clenched teeth as he raised a hand again. Wanting physical touch to help his touch starved self.

Laughing, Dream took a chair and sat down. "How pathetic. If you want me, come and suck me off." His lips curled into a smirk.

George nearly fell off the bed. Crawling to the legs of the blonde. He sat on his knees, making the toy shift into the different position.

Carefully, the smaller took Dream's jeans and pulled them down to his ankles. Then a lustful hand grabbed his hard on through his boxers.

Dream snatched the older males wrist and pulled it away. "I didn't say you could touch it. Only your mouth." He growled.

Tears pricked George's eyes. Not from sorrow, but just over stimulation and neediness.

Making sure to adhere to the blondes words, George took the hem of his boxers and tugged them down as well.

Once the confining fabric was removed, George was met with a long, very hard erection. Waiting to be taken care of.

"Well don't just look at it. I have better things to do." Dream snapped as he leaned back into the chair. He lifted his shirt a little as his body temperature rose.

No further hesitation from the brunette as he began by licking from the base, following one large vein, up to his tip.

From there he started with very little. His hands unsure where to go, rested behind his back clasped together. The more he bobbed his head the more he took in his mouth.

Low and deep moans slipped from Dream as his eyes fell shut temporarily. Up until he felt George stop. "Did I tell you to stop? What the hell are you doing?" Dream asked.

George licked his lips and gazed up to Dream. "The toy.. it's hurting me." He motioned to his unattended cock that laid painfully hard on his stomach.

Slight worry took over Dream for a moment as he leaned forward. Running his hand down till he took almost all of the others cock in his hand. "I'm sorry baby.." his voice soft and caring.

The sudden touch made George buck his hips on accident. It was just relieving to finally be touched.

"Dream!"

In fact, just that initial touch was enough to let him release.

Knowing he could help the brunette, Dream only stroked a few time before sitting back in his chair.

"I'm sure you've came plenty of times while I was gone. It's my turn." He said while taking his own hand and began to pump.

George whined, but soon watched intently as the other started helping himself.

"Oh George." Dream moaned loudly as his head fell back. Mouth hung open as his breathing got heavier. His tip leaking with pre-cum as he continued.

Now eager than ever, George moved Dream's hand away and went back to bobbing his head. His hand wearily rested on the blondes thighs. One even brave enough to trace shapes on his lower stomach.

The feeling of George's tongue swirling over his tip caused him to thrust his hips up some. Which inevitably made the brunette gag some. "Oh fuck!" Dream moaned loudly.

After going as far as he could, George had to find a way to make up for the rest of the others length. Coming off his tip with a 'pop' sound, George went down to kiss and suck the remainder of the blondes cock which he'd never be able to get in his mouth.

Dream's hands were clenched in fist tightly as he watched the older male work his mouth around his cock. Pleasure waving over his body the more he worked.

"Sit back some Georgie." Dream gently pushed the other back some as he stood. He was far too close and needed to get on to the bigger event.

Obeying just like a dog, George moved back. Only for Dream to shove his cock into his mouth. Face fucking him now.

Making sure he wouldn't get hurt he kept a hand in the blondes base. Rotating his hand each thrust. "Oh god, George you're mouth is so fucking good." Dream moaned.

Getting the other to his high was the brunettes only mission now. However, his cock ached so bad, and the toy was still working overtime in him.

"Fuck, I'm so close." Dream growled as he took a fist full of George's soft brown hair. Using him to get off as his thrust got sloppier.

It took only a handful of thrust until white streams erupted from his tip. Mostly in George's mouth but some on his chin and lips as well.

It was a lot, so George began looking around for the trash bin to spit most of the warm seed out. But Dream quickly grabbed him by his chin and made him make eye contact.

"There's starving kids in Africa, you better swallow it all." He smirked as his thumb gently caressed his tear stained cheek.

After a few seconds of trying to get out of it, George rolled his eyes and swallowed all of Dream's seed. Sticking his tongue out to prove it.

"Good boy." Dream praised as he completely took his jeans and boxers off. Still leaving the white shirt for now.

Wasting no time at all, Dream moved the two back onto the bed. Placing himself in between George's legs. He left a few long, loving kisses on the others chest before his hand found his cock.

George could hardly sit still. Feeling Dream big hand on his hard on was one the things he wanted most. What he wanted above all was for him to fill him to the brim.

"Dream.. I'm sorry.. p-please take the toy out." George said softly as he rolled his hips into the blondes hand.