Heroes

Chapter 68: bet your sad it's not 69

Smut chapter is not 69 :(

But on a lighter note...

I'm back bitches! For people who dont know me Im Ezra. I write smut for 4.

Since I've been away I get to write a couple chapters. Chapter 69 and 70. Though neither are pure smut. I did do a lot.
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George POV.
✨Smut warning✨

A firm hand on my shoulder made me jump up in surprise, having woken up suddenly after falling into a difficult sleep. I looked to see Dream there, and I let out a worried gasp thinking he’d be mad at me for some reason. “Are you okay George?” He asked, seeming concerned, and I gave a wary nod.

“Y-yeah,” I responded, although when I looked into his eyes… err mask, I remembered what happened to Techno and felt close to breaking down in tears again. Afterall I had been there and could have stopped it, I could have helped the person who helped me so much in my life but I was never able to.

“Are you sure?” He asked, and he pulled me onto his lap, and somehow that one question and action made me burst into tears. I buried my face in his shoulder and he seemed surprised but didn’t question it out loud. “Is it… something you want to talk about?” The sociopath continued and I shrugged.

“Don’t worry, soon you won’t need to worry any more.” He reassured me, and I couldn’t help but think that he might be planning to kill me by saying that.
“Why not?” I whimpered, deciding to ask to try and figure out what he was trying to do, and after a moment he responded.

“Because soon there’ll be nothing in the city that would dare to hurt you. Both of us will soon be able to rule over this city like a pair of gods.” The sociopath’s hand trailed through my messy hair and then he cupped my cheek, “now my future goddess, can I kiss you?” He asked after a moment.

I hesitated at his words before nodding. “Why are you asking to kiss me? Why don’t you just do it? You know that I wouldn’t be able to stop you from doing that.”
Dream shrugged. “I’m not one to do something rationally, everything I do is planned out. Still, I won’t do it without your consent. I would never do anything that could hurt what belongs to me.”

After thinking about what he said for a moment I nodded, “you can kiss me.” A smile appeared on his face and he leaned close to me, his mask having been lifted slightly. His lips pressed against mine and I let out a whine, subconsciously pressing closer to him to try and deepen the kiss. The two of us moved to wrap our arms around each other and I moaned into his mouth.

I tried to slip my tongue into his mouth but he pushed me back onto the bed before I got the chance. His hand cupped my cheek and his thumb trailed across my lip, pulling it back slightly to show my teeth and the blond let out a chuckle before connecting our  lips again and slipping his tongue into my mouth.

I don’t know what kisses are meant to be like, and I don’t know what it is meant to feel like when a tongue is in your mouth but it felt like fireworks exploding in my mouth. This was my first time kissing someone, and my first time making out with someone too, so maybe it always felt this amazing, or maybe Dream was high on some drugs that were now affecting me.

He pinned me to the bed, taking my hands in one of his and pinning them above my head as the sloppy kiss continued to deepen. His leg pressed down between mine, causing me to let out a whimper and buck against him, wanting friction on the part of my body which was slowly growing hard. “Please~” I whimpered, and Dream pulled away to smirk at me.

“Would you like something Georgie?” The blond asked me teasingly, shifting his leg slightly to put a little bit more pressure on my bulge.
I whimpered another ‘please’, once again thrusting up, but I was stopped by Dream moving one of his hands to hold my hips down.

“You aren’t in charge here George,” he hummed lowly and I whined as he trailed his hands over my pale skin before he moved away and pulled his shirt off. Since Dream had both of my hands and he didn’t want to let go of them he wrapped my shirt around my arms to restrain them. “Do you want me to touch you?” He asked, pulling the fabric he was restraining my hands with to tighten it.

I nodded, but then Dream leaned in closer and smirked. “I need words.”
“Yes,” I whined quietly, watching him as his mask stared blankly at me, but I imagined that underneath that was a very attractive face, with bright eyes which bore into my soul.
“Good boy.” He responded, before pulling my pants down.

He chuckled when he saw my hard on, sticking up erect and his hand trailed down to run his hand over the tip of my dick. I watched as he then stood up and gave me a look which showed he clearly didn’t want me to move, and to confirm that, he said. “If you move from that spot I’ll make sure you can’t walk for a month sweetheart.”

Then he stood up and walked over to his desk, feeling around the woodwork panels on one of the sides before pulling away the board revealing a hidden compartment. I saw that the blond was grabbing out a bottle of lube before walking back to me. “Did you move at all?” He asked, seemingly raising an eyebrow, and I shook my head.

“Good boy, doing exactly as I asked.” Dream praised, opening the lid of the container of lube and took my legs, which had been clamped together like a vice and pushed them apart. I let out a whine as the blond began rubbing my inner thighs, while shushing me quietly.

I watched as Dream scooped some of the lube on his fingers before gently pressing the pads of his fingers against my hole, causing me to let out a quiet gasp of surprise. The blond noticed and paused for a moment before slowly continuing. I let out another gasp as the foreign feeling of something inside of me made me yelp. “Dream… feels~ weird.” I whined.

“Okay, I know it does, but it’ll feel good in a moment Georgie.” He reassured me, before feeling him wiggle his finger further inside of me, making me squirm slightly. I watched him, biting my lips so that I didn’t let out any noises. After a moment I felt another finger inside of me, stretching me further and couldn’t help but let out a small moan.

“Is this your first time Georgie?” He asked me, before scissoring his fingers and making me moan as I nodded. Nobody expects a superhero to be a virgin, afterall a lot of people, both men and women of all ages tried to have sex with us. This happened several times to myself, Techno, Karl, and Bad, (sometimes all at once) but all four of us always turned them down.

“Then I will get to have you experience only the best darling.” Dream told me, adding a third finger and my head fell back as I let out a moan and he continued to scissor and curl his fingers inside of me. “See, is it good?” He asked. “Or does my good boy want something better?”

I nodded at the blond and watched him smirk before pulling out his fingers, and I whined. “Shh,” he told me, “since you’re behaving so well I will treat you.” My hands were still weakly over my head, with my shirt wrapped loosely around my wrists, and I watched as he pulled his clothes off.

My eyes widened which made him chuckle, then once he had stripped completely he lubed up his cock before walking over to me. His hands rested on either side of my head, caging me in and I felt his warm breath on his ear. “Are you okay with doing this?” Dream asked, “if you aren't just say red and I’ll stop.”

I nodded before having a small yelp as I felt the sociopath push into me slightly. I whimpered, as the blond slowly thrusted in. “So good, you’re doing so good.” Dream continued praising me as his hips ended up flush against mine. I moaned out before lifting my hands, which were still loosely bound, and tangled them in his hair.

After a moment he began moving, starting with a slow movement, pulling almost the whole way out before thrusting back in. My hands were tugging his hair and in my dazed state I lowered them down, managing to pull his mask off easily despite the fact my hands were bound. I pulled it off easily but after I dropped it on the bed beside me one of Dream’s hands caught mine.

“You weren’t meant to do that Georgie,” he said lowly, and I froze as I stared into his beautiful face, although I wanted to remember what he looked like I found myself zoning out. “I told you not to move George,” Dream told me, “and you removed my mask. Now I think you need a punishment.”
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Do you think that Dream would treat George differently if he knew George was a hero? The same way that Sapnap treated Karl perhaps.