Chapter 12 - Truth or dare

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Dream's POV:

"Ok who starts?" George asked me. I shrugged "I don't know" I replied. "rock paper scissors?" He suggested. "sure" I shrugged, accepting his suggestion. "rock, paper, scissors!" we said in sync. I got scissors and he got rock, making him victorious. I pouted at him and he just chuckled. "ok, Dream truth or dare?" He asked. "umm dare!" I yelled feeling confident with my answer. "ok I dare you to find an embarrassing photo of yourself and make it your profile picture for 24 hours." He dared me. "I don't have any embarrassing pictures though," I told him. I mean I wasn't lying to him, I deleted all my embarrassing pictures. "mhm give me your phone then" He said, crossing his arms. "fine" I gave him my phone. he started scrolling through my phone. wait.. fuck.. I forgot to delete that picture of me in cat ears. I looked at him, he was smirking. I think he found it. "liar," he said simply. "fuck.. I forgot about that picture.." I said in defeat, he gave me my phone back and I took it. "in all my social media?" I asked him. He nodded "but they don't know what my face looks like," I told him, having hope. "then block your face off, dumbass." He said flicking my forehead. "ouch" I pouted at him and he giggled. "fineee" I said doing what I had to do. He looked at his phone and he laughed. "you look adorable!" he said, wiping off a fake tear. I got my phone and tweeted something. "@Georgenotfound forced me to find the most embarrassing photo of myself and make it my pfp. Here you go I guess." it read. "continue," he said. I nodded "truth or dare?" I asked him. "truth," he said "rude," I said simply. "how is that rude?" He questioned. "because you picked truth while I had to embarrass myself in front of everyone because of the dare you gave me" I explained. "hehe not my fault you picked dare" he giggled. I groaned "I guess you do have a point. ok uh.. do you have a crush on anyone at the moment?" I asked him. He shook his head. I nodded my head as a sign to show that I understood..

3rd person POV:

"Truth or dare Clay?" George asked, wanting him to say dare again. "Since I'm braver than you dare." He said smirking at George. "Hmm ok.. I dare you to.. kiss me" George said, blushing and facing away from him. "Aww you miss me that much?" Clay teased him. George nodded, flustered. "Cute" Clay said, caressing his cheek. He hooked his index and thumb under his chin and made George look at him. Clay leaned in and kissed him. George kissed back, wrapping his arms around Clay's neck while Clay wrapped his arms around George's waist. They kissed for a good 15 to 20 seconds before pulling away. Clay looked into George's eyes while George looked at his. Clay kissed George's neck unaware of the fact that he forgot to ask permission. George moaned slightly and Clay pulled away. George whined at the loss. "S-sorry... I forgot to ask you.." Clay apologised scratching the back of his head. George looked up at him, leaned in and kissed his neck. Clay groaned at the soft little kisses George was giving him. George pulled away and kissed him once more, forgetting about the game they were playing a while ago. Clay kissed back biting George's bottom lip asking for entrance. George decided to tease him and declined his request. Clay placed his hand on George's ass squeezing it. George moaned into the kiss, allowing Clay to slip his tongue into his mouth, exploring every crevice. They pulled away, panting for air. "Do you want to do this? I don't wanna pressure you into doing things you don't want to do.." Clay asked, wanting his full consent. George thought for a while, then shook his head. Clay was a bit surprised at this but accepted his decision. "I-I'm sorry.. I'm just not ready after what happened a few days ago at the club.." George said, looking at the ground. Clay grabbed his chin and made him look up. Clay looked at George with caring eyes. "It's fine George.. I promise I won't do things you don't want me to unless I have your full permission.." Clay reminded George. George nodded and placed his head on Clay's chest, happy because Clay respected his decision. "Also George?"  Clay started. "Hm?" George hummed, feeling relaxed at his touch. "Can I... mark your neck?" Clay asked. "Um.." George blushed at his question "where uh.. he left hickeys?" Clay continued. "..." George stayed silent. He nodded his head, wanting to have Clay mark him instead of someone who he doesn't even know. Clay leaned in and kissed at his neck, leaving new hickeys where the man had placed them. George moaned slightly until Clay bit a spot. George moaned louder and Clay then stopped marking him and pulled away. He also pulled away because he was finished marking him like he said he would and feeling worried if he ever hurted George. "C-Clay?.. w-why did you stop?" George asked, in a quiet voice "oh.. because I was scared I accidentally hurted you.." Clay said, bringing them over to the couch. "Y-you didn't though... t-that spot actuly gave me more pleasure that the rest.." George said, his voice being quieter each word and looking away from Clay. "Oh.. ok s-should I continue?" Clay asked. George nodded looking up at the ceiling so Clay can mark him easier. Clay continued marking him, leaving hickeys and bite mark around his neck. George didn't regret it, he actually loved it. He preferred Clay. He feels safe with Clay marking him. He doesn't wanna be marked by anyone other than Clay. Clay can mark him all he likes and he will not regret any marks he leaves on his neck or anywhere in his body. "Mm.. Clay..~" George moaned. Clay will not admit it out loud but it was his first time hearing George moan his name and he loved it. "Moan for me Georgie..~" he said in a low husky voice. George blushed at the tone of his voice and nodded Clay continuing to mark him. Clay pushed George on the couch and continued kissing his neck, his lips and his jawline. George couldn't do anything but moan under Clay.

Their game of truth or dare turned into something dirty...

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A/n: thank you guys for 500 reads in 2 weeks! It really means a lot to me!

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