Sex With a Ghost- DNF SmutFic

~I'm making friction with a sad vacuum~

*mention of rape*

"Yeah, taboo." Dream shook his head, crossing his legs as he leaned back, spreading his arms along the back of the couch. As much as he'd hate to admit, the phantom in front of George was attractive to say the least. "Why did you do that?" He suddenly blurted out. Dream quirked a brow "Do what?" George looked away "I mean that was you wasn't it? Everything that's happened to me since I got here? The paralysis, the smell..." Dream's smirk widened, turning into a grin "The touches?" George's breathing got heavier as he nodded, not giving a verbal reply. "Well it's like I said before," he looked George up and down slowly "you're incredibly hot."

"Right." George sighed softly. Dream got up from the couch and started walking towards him before a hand stopped him "Don't-" George shook his head "Don't...do anything." Dream removed George's hand from his chest "What? Are you gonna try to stop someone who's technically dead? Spoiler alert, you can't." George looked towards Dream, not making eye contact "Please?" His question sounded much more like a beg than he intended. Dream took a step back with a sigh "Well you make it pretty difficult but I think I can manage it...for now." George walked over to the couch and sat, Dream tailing after him "Do you stay here all the time? Like, can you go anywhere else?" Dream shook his head "Nope. I died here which means I'm stuck here. And no, I won't elaborate on my death." George nodded, respecting his wishes. Dream could tell he was extremely tense "Is there something else you want to ask me?"

George took a deep breath "What, exactly, do you...want with me?" Dream quirked a brow, a mischievous smile growing on his face. He knew George knew what he wanted. I mean, George said 'want with him?' instead of 'want from him?'. "I thought that was fairly obvious. Honestly, I think you know what I want and you just don't want to admit it." George let out a defeated sigh "You... just want me for..." the words seemed to get stuck in his throat. Dream chuckled "Foooor ssssseeeeex." he led George on. "Sex. Yes, that's what I- yeah." Dream looked over at the timid brunet "Look, it's not like I'm gonna rape you, I won't do anything /too/ bold without consent. I may be dead but I still have some morals." George spoke under his breath "Do you?"

Dream looked genuinely hurt by the question "Yes, of course I do. I died, not my beliefs." He reassured him. George bit his lower lip in thought, letting the silence bask between them "Would it be like, a one and done type thing?" Dream smiled "Yes." he leaned in closer to George "Unless you ask for more~" George pushed him away by his shoulder "Right, thanks but no thanks." Dream interlocked his fingers behind his head, leaning back against the couch "You say that for now, but you'll see." George scoffed, shaking his head "You are unbelievably cocky for someone who's dead." Dream scowled at him "Don't make fun of that." George bowed his head, knowing that he'd gone too far "Sorry." he peered up at Dream, who's expression was a mixture of anger and deep thinking "...so when did you want to, you know?" Dream lolled his head to the side to look at George "Well certainly not right now. You really killed the mood with that 'joke'."

"Oh," George sighed. Dream looked at him curiously "Did you want to do it right now?" George's eyes widened "No no no!" he waved his hands frantically "That's not what I meant! I just-" He was cut off a loud wheeze "Calm down, pretty boy. I'm only teasing." Dream rubbed his face, laughing "You are so easy to fluster, holy shit." George groaned "It seems like that's all you actually do to me." Dream calmed his laughter slightly "Well I would say I'm rather good at it, which I am, but," he leaned in closer to him, making George scoot away to the other end of the couch "you just make it too easy." Dream chuckled as he returned to his original seating.

After a long while of silence and an intense stare at George. Dream finally spoke "You're strangely okay with the fact that I want to fuck you." George blinked slowly without a response. The truth to that statement was too wild to admit. He sighed and turned his head away from Dream, staring at a blank wall. Dream scoffed "You know many people have and have had sexual fantasies about intercourse with dead people so there's really no shame in-" George quickly moved to cover Dream's mouth with his hands "Shut up. Shut. Up. That is not what I was thinking at all." George sighed and pulled his hands down "It's just, I mean, you're not necessarily ugly so, ya know..."

"Ahhh," Dream smiled "so you think I'm hot." George let out an irritated sigh "No, not like- you know what? Sure, we'll go with that." Dream smirked "Well why didn't you just say so? There's nothing wrong with finding someone of the same-" George cut him off "I know there's nothing wrong with that! The thing that just seems wrong is that I'm sexually attracted to a bloody ghost!" he slapped a hand over his mouth, the gaze of a deer trapped in headlights plastered onto his face. Dream snickered "You're sexually attracted to me?" George sighed heavily "I mean...like I said, you're not necessarily ugly."

Dream hummed curiously "What would you say I am then?" George gave him an irritated look. "What?" Dream raised his hands in front of his chest defensively. "You are asking so much of me right now." George glared at him as Dream groaned obnoxiously "Just tell me what you think of meeeee." George rolled his eyes "Fine. I think you're annoying and a nuisance and I wish you'd leave my house." Dream sighed "Yeah those are the obvious points. I meant what do you think about me, like, physically." George looked Dream over briefly "I...think you're attractive for a dead guy?" Dream scoffed in offense "Why did you pose that as a question?!" George shrugged "Oh I don't know, maybe because I've never admitted to liking a ghost before. I've never even seen a ghost until now.

Dream smirked "So...that would make me your first?" George shook his head "Yes, I suppose. Don't say it like that, though, you freak." Dream nodded with a smug smirk on his face "Oh you know it. You think I'm bad now? Wait until you see me in bed." he licked the upper row of his teeth, causing a slight shudder to move throughout George's spine "Maybe." Dream rolled his eyes in disbelief "Oh come on, now. You know you want it-" George looked over at Dream, making direct eye contact "You know what I really want right now? Sleep. Goodnight." George stood to head to bedroom but was stopped by his hand getting yanked on. "And don't even think about tou-" Next thing he knew, he was on the couch with Dream hovering over him "Already? It's only one in the morning-" George tried and failed to push him off, a blush spreading across his face "Yes and I'm tired. I have a recording session tomorrow."

"Oh, yes, you're a YouTuber, aren't you?" Dream leaned off of George, still holding onto his wrist "Fine then, but we're not done yet, you know that right?" George looked down at the hand holding his wrist and then to Dream "Yes, I know." Dream nodded and let go "Good. I'll see you later, pretty boy." And then before George could mutter another syllable, Dream faded away into the air, leaving no trace of him ever being there in the first place.

George shook his head, in complete disbelief of what he just experienced. He went to his bathroom, planning to take a shower but he was too exhausted and decided he would just take one tomorrow after the recording, seeing how he'll probably be sweating during that anyhow. He brushed his teeth and got into bed. He waited a while to see if Dream would try to pull a stunt like he had before but after a good ten minutes of waiting, George finally let himself drift asleep.

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{They're finally getting to talk to each other :) I wonder how it will end. Look up the lyrics to see what the scene will be like next chapter. Any ideas???}
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