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The sun was almost completely up now, the sky was no longer dark and the forest started to come alive again as if nothing bad ever happened.
George was kneeling there, being held up by nothing but Dream's arms and whatever invisible force was keeping him from crossing the forests edge.
His tears had run out a while ago and his sobbing had stopped too, now he was just feeling numb, his tired eyes closed as he couldn't bare to look up and see where his friend had disappeared.
The sun hurt in his eyes too, being the first time outside in about a month, his eyes weren't used to so much brightness.
Dream had been suprisingly silent, just sitting behind him, holding him close and seemingly willing to let George grief for the moment.
A clawed hand began running through his messy hair, moving down to caress his wet cheeks next.
"You done?"
Any other day or situation and George would have given an angry or sassy respons, but now it just felt pointless to do so. He was way more focused on his aching heart.
A chuckle vibrated through Dream's chest and the humans back where they were touching. "I can feel your sadness. He'll be alright"
George let out a long breath, almost a sigh.
"Aw don't be like that, you know it was gonna end like this, there was no way you would've escaped with him." The creature muttered, face nuzzling into his mates hair while he spoke.
"Not that you wanted to escape anyways."
And to George's horror, that might've been just the tiniest bit true, but it made it hurt no less. His brain was so confused, so split in two ever since his friends rescued him from that cave.
"You should've staid down when I told you to and let me bring him out, you could've saved yourself the pain that way." He continued, trying his hardest to sound comforting and empathetic, but George didn't even have to look at him to know that he was grinning with satisfaction.
He had won, George was his and there was no one left to do anything about it, not even George himself. And maybe, maybe this whole thing had been for nothing.
Maybe Dream had won a long time ago, when he had bitten George, or when he had taken him into his cave.
Maybe it had been the hole, maybe it was when he first sneaked into their camp and George's tent.
Maybe he had been doomed as soon as they had entered this forest for the first time.
"No" George muttered, wincing at how tired and broken, at how strange his own voice sounded.
Dream stilled behind him, his arms tightening around the humans waist. "What?"
"I- I needed to do this, i needed to be the one to send him away." The brunette spoke, eyes slowly fluttering open to take a last, painfull look at the sunny fields outside the forest.
Some part of him had known Karl wouldn't leave or give up if it wasn't George who explicitly told him to go and stay away.
Another part had still be clinging to the small hope of making it out too, but it was crushed in an instant and then he knew.
Knew he wouldn't make it out of here, a realisation he had pushed away for a while. It hurt, it filled his stomache with dread, but it was also relief that flooded him for some odd reasons.
The last thing he could do was make sure Karl got out and didn't come back for him again. He kinda owed it to him after all him and Quackity went through for him.
Dream hummed. "Maybe." He said, breathing in the humans smell.
"You wouldn't have let me say goodbye to him" George whispered. He would not have ben able to give up and accept this if he hadn't seen Karl leave, been able to hold him one last time and say goodbye.
"You stabbed me, not to mention all the other stunts you pulled tonight. why would I have let you say goodbye?" He spoke so casually, like he wasn't even angry anymore, like he didn't just take George's whole life away from him.
The human shook his head. "You're horrible" His head lowered again, eyes closing in defeat.
"And you're mine"
It was silent again.
"Are you ready to come back home now? You can keep crying later." Dream asked, not waiting for an answer as he picked him up and stood.
George let himself be carried as Dream took him away from the forests edge, keeping quiet and watching the grassy fields slowly disappear and be replaced by trees the farther the creature walked.
His head fell back against the mans shoulder once he couldn't see the fields anymore, his eyes starring into space, his mind empty.
"Poor thing~" Dream smiled underneath his mask, holding his mate closer as they passed the place where the fight had happened.
Dream collected his axe, putting it into a holster on his back, taking his sweet time now that there was no threat to his mate anymore.
The brunette had his eyes closed, he couldn't bare to see what had happened here or even Quackity's body.
Finally, Dream continued moving, speeding up slightly as he thought about what he would do once George was back with him in his cave.
The human could literaly feel the others excitement as if it was his own. What a weird sensation. "Why do I feel what you are feeling?"
"Its our bond, it connected us to each other when I bit you." Dream grinned, happy that the bond worked both ways.
"You don't feel it as strongly as I do, since you're human, but you should feel at least some of my emotions. Its way stronger for me." He felt happy to explain to him, walking a bit faster.
"You're... Happy." George said, being able to clearly tell once he closed his eyes and focused on whatever was connecting him to Dream.
"I am. We'll be home soon." Dream gave a nod, causing the humans brows to furrow.
How were they almost back? Him and his friends had walked for hours, sure they had been chased off the path a few times when Dream was close to them, leading to them taking a few longer ways, but it still took them hours.
Dream wasn't even walking that fast.
"How?" He asked.
"You don't need to know everything, Georgie. At least not yet." Was the only thing Dream said, shaking his head with a never leaving grin. He's been in this forest for longer than George could even imagine, he knew every trail, every tree and every secret these lands held.
"Do you know whats gonna happen once we're back home?"
George shook his head, not even feeling like speaking anymore.
Dream chuckled, an eerie sound that the human was way too used to hearing by now.
"We are going to get nice and comfy in our nest and finish our bonding and then after thats finished and you're finally all mine, we have a nice little bath and I clean you from all that dirt you smeared over yourself." He told him, feeling excited at the whole thing.
George wasn't nearly as excited, but he didn't care enough anymore to protest. "Finish the bonding?"
The creature nodded. "Yes. You think I bite you once and thats it?" Dream let out an amused laugh. "Oh no, darling. We have so much to do. I'll mate you fully once we're home."
The human gulped, he could already guess what the other was implying.
"We're going to finish what we started the other day." 'The other day' meaning the time where he jerked George off and made him cum so hard he saw stars, before stopping to go bath him.
George shivered at the memory, it made his stomache twist with horror, but most of all, arousel.
He was ashamed to admit that it was a good memory and that he had liked it in the end.
At least he would feel good if that is what Dream was planning to do again.
It was better than the hole or any other punishments.
"You like that? I thought so." Dream said, a smug tone to his voice as he could clearly feel whats going through his mates mind at the moment.
"I'm gonna take those useless clothes off you and worship your pretty body, I'll kiss you all over, mark you up while I stretch you open and get you ready for me." His voice got all low and husky, teasing George while making sure that the human could feel his arousel through their bond.
Without his permission, a small whimper escaped his throat and George moved to hide his face from the others sight. This was embarrassing and yet... weirdly exciting.
Dream just chuckled at the cute reaction, his own stomache swirling with the impatient desire to finally archive what he had been working up to all these weeks.
"I'll make you forget all about those little friends of yours, don't you worry." It sounded like teasing, like a simple flirt. But George could feel something else underlining those words, something dark that told him it wasn't just a tease.
And he hoped it wasn't. As bad as it might sound, he felt like forgeting everything that happened would be the best. Maybe then he could rest and not be plagued by all those warm memorys of his friends that he would never see again.
Forgeting would mean relief. It would mean he didn't have to live with the guilt he felt over causing his friends deaths.
He wouldn't have to be torn between those two seemingly different sides of him that were constantly fighting in his head at any moment.
Maybe, maybe he could learn to be happy here too.
"We're home." Dream ripped him out of his thoughts. George glanced up and indeed, they were in front of the cave entrance.
"Home sweet home, am I right?" The creature walked into the entrance, moving through the dark tunnel that would take them to the oh so familiar four rooms that Dream called their home.
He almost couldn't belive he went through all that happened last night, only to end up here again.
Despite everything, there was some sort of twisted relief he felt once they walked past the first three rooms, his heart calming when he heard the familiar sound of moving water coming from his right.
He spend about a month of time in here, never seeing or hearing anything different, of course it grew to be comforting for him.
Just a moment longer and they passed the thin cloth seperating the tunnel from the nesting room. It was like his whole body relaxed all at once, his mind connecting this room to something positiv.
Maybe it was just his confused and manipulated mind, but there was now also the very real possibility of Dream's feelings and thoughts influencing him through the bond they now shared.
"Aren't you glad to be back here?" Dream's voice caught his attention away from the comfy moss bed and the soft glowing stones.
George gave a tiny nod, breathing in and out in a shaky manner when Dream set him down in the nest.
He fought of the need to lay down and curl up in it, instead sitting with his head down and hands in his lap, avoiding to look at the taller man.
"It must've been so scary and overwhelming for you, being out there in the dark forest with those strangers." The blond mused with a soft, mocking cooe. He crouched down next to him and began peting his head.
George bit back a glare. He had been scared of being in this cave once too and these people were his friends, not some strangers that kidnapped him!
A wave of weak anger pulsed through their bond, Dream's hand stilling in its movements.
"Aww darling, you know I'm right." He tutted at him, moving his hands to cup the humans face and make him look up at him.
"You were safe here, you didn't even remember them when they took you! And you kept your eyes closed because of the sunlight for the whole way back." He spoke to him with a soft firmness and George already hated how he could always tell what was up now because of that weird bond.
He also hated that Dream was right.
A chuckle. "Calm down Georgie, its too late for anger now. You know I was just keeping you safe here, the world is such a cruel and scary place for something as small and fragile as you."
George responded with a soft sigh, not feeling like arguing about anything with Dream, it was pointless.
"You're so cute~" He pinched the brunettes cheeks before letting go of his face and sitting back, finally leaving George some space.
The human rubbed his cheek, feeling a slight sting from the spot Dream had pinched, giving him a small glare.
"Stay right here while I get some things real quick." Dream told him as he got back up, leaving the room after George nodded.
George took a deep breath and looked down on himself, asking himself what he did in his last life to deserve this. Perhabs Dream had been right about the world being cruel.
Coming back, the blond was holding a bunch of folded clothes, a knife and some sort of... potion? Liquid in a flask.
The blond put the clothes aside, placing the flask nearby and keeping the sharp knife in his hand, pointing it at George. "Take your clothes off." He ordered him.
And George obeyed almost instantly, making the blond smirk, watching how the human hurried to get out of everything but his boxer shorts.
Under his mask, he licked his lips, eyes trained on all of that pale skin that was just begging him to touch and bite.
Meanwhile, George was giving the knife a wide eyed look, his mind already jumping to the worst scenarios possible. Was he going to get punished after all?
"Oh don't look so scared, little fawn. That blade isn't for you." Dream laughed lowly and took his gaze away from his mates skin to instead raise his hands and cut into his hand, piercing the thick skin and drawing blood.
George gasped in suprise as he watched the blond making a show out of the blood running down his wrist and arm.
Throwing the knife to the side, Dream used his uninjured hand to push George flat onto his back, leaving his rough hand to carass the soft skin for just a moment to indulge himself.
"Wha-?" He yelped, brown eyes going wide as Dream pressed his bleeding hand to his exposed chest, rubbing the gushing wound against his skin.
"Hold still." He told the human, starting to draw swirls and lines all over George's chest and stomache, not leaving a single place empty.
The blood was warm and sticky, the scent of metal reaching George's nose. He tried to stop himself from squirming, not wanting to anger the creature with causing him to accidantly mess up his weird artwork on the humans torso.
George tried to see and figure out what exactly Dream was drawing with his own blood, but gave up and let his head fall back when none of the symbols made any sense to him.
This felt like a sacrifical ritual to George. Similar to people in horror movies when they get covered in blood and drawn on them before they get brutaly murdered.
But Dream wasn't going to kill him. He would never, George knew that for a fact.
His head was getting fuzzy again and he blinked a few times, forcing his head to stop doing whatever it was doing again.
Dream knew what was best for him. This probably has a good explanation as for why it was happening.
Maybe it had something to do with the bonding Dream had been talking about earlier?
Whatever the reason for this was, those drawn runes or whatever they were, were having some kind of effect on him.
His head was getting cloudy, just like when Dream had bitten him, or whenever he got too lost in his unwanted attraction to the blond.
George's chest felt tingly all over and it was starting to spread through the rest of his body.
"Just relax, I'm almost done." Dream shushed his mates silent overthinking, drawing one last line with his clawed fingers, before taking his hand away.
George suddenly felt like he could breath again, not even having noticed that he had held air in to begin with.
He watched Dream raise his hand to his masked face, pushing the white material up to his nose, exposing his mouth and pale lips.
A twisted feeling of arousel sparked in his lower body, watching with heavy eyes as Dream opened his mouth to lick over the still slightly bleeding wound, cleaning it and the rest of his wrist from the blood he had used.
Dream hummed, his tongue retreating back into his mouth. "You want some, Georgie?" His lips curled into a smirk, having felt the small pang of excitement from George through their connection.
George swallowed and nodded before his head could even process the words spoken to him.
When he did realize through his dazed mind, Dream's fingers were already on his lips, finding their way into his mouth through his already parted lips.
A sweet metalic taste overtook his mind in an instand and he groaned around the thick fingers, not the biggest fan of blood in his mouth.
He found himself lightly sucking on the three fingers anyways, swirling his tongue to clean them.
Dream watched with extrem focus, careful not to let George get hurt on his very sharp nails.
"Yeah, thats it. You keep sucking on them, get them nice and ready for you~" The blond was enjoying the show greatly, lips twisted into a grin and a sharp feeling of hunger forming in his stomache and groin.
A soft whimper, muffled by the fingers filling his mouth escaped George, his eyes falling shut as he slowly lost himself in the motion.
It wasn't too hard to just give in to the thick fog forming in his mind this time. There was no reason to fight it anymore.
This would be a lot easier to live through if he let himself fall into the cozy warmth that called for his mind to sink into.
Their bond pulsed as Dream focused more and more on getting his mate to calm and fall into a subby, obedient headspace.
He chuckled when it was obviously working.
Sure, he had been able to play and twist his mates mind for a while now, had even gotten him to forget without the bond, but he could only do so much.
Now that their mating bond was as good as completed, it was a lot easier to use the connection they had to manipulate the human.
"There you go~ Isn't that so nice?" He mused with a slightly mocking tone, feeling great joy in having George so calm and willing again. Just like he was supposed to be.
Just like he was before they ripped him away from Dream the night before.
George hummed in agreement, the sound turning into moan when a fourth finger entered his mouth, stretching his lips even further around them.
Feeling satisfied with the brunettes work, Dream pulled his fingers out, ignoring the pouty whine it caused George to let out.
The humans eyes fluttered open, lips still parted as he wanted to know why Dream had taken this nice feeling away from him.
"Ah~!" George gasped as his legs were being pulled up and then spread apart. Strong hands began massaging and squeezing the soft fat of his inner thights.
He squirmed in response, face heating up and eyes focusing on the wet fingers that were now moving down to his groin, ignoring his already aching errection in favor of going lower, stopping to rub over his rim.
Dream teased the tight hole with only his index finger at first, rubbing and pressing against the muscle, getting it to slowly loosen enough to push just the slightest bit inside.
When George whined at the slight intrusion, Dream pulled his finger away and grabbed the bottle he had brought earlier.
The cork keeping the misterious liquid from leaking out was pulled out and thrown aside as the blond poured the insides over his fingers, using it as makeshift lube.
The tip of his claw slide in with ease now, helped along by the saliva and lube.
George nearly chocked on his breath when Dream forced his whole index finger into him, only stopping when the rim met his knuckles.
It was an unfamiliar feeling to the human, one he needed to adjust to.
The finger was staying still for a minute, letting George get used to the intrusion before slowly beginning to pull out.
It was a weird feeling. George had never bottomed before, so this was a whole new experience to him and he almost couldn't belive he never did this with anyone with how good it felt.
The feeling of something slowly filling him up again and again, it was way better then he ever imagined, especially when the tip of Dream's finger brushed against some sensitiv spot deep inside him.
A twing of sharp pleasure exploded in his stomache, leaving him gasping and writhing in place as Dream took notice, grinning when he realized that he just found the humans prostate.
He angled his hand different to make it easier to ram his finger in and out, focusing his attention soley on that small bundle of nerves.
"Ha- Ahh~ Dream!" George was a whining mess, feeling not only his pleasure and arousel, but also that of Dream.
If he was already this affected by a single finger, what would it be like once he got the real deal?
Dream then began lining up a second finger, pushing it in with the others as the brunette was already nice and loose, muscles having turned into goo after having his prostate hit for the first time.
George was so distracted, nearly overwhelmed with pleasure and fuzzyness that he didn't even feel the stretch from the second finger, he only reacted when both fingers started to scissor him open, really working on stretching him out now.
"Look at you, having so much fun~" Dream purred with a chuckle following right after.
"Hard to belive you were fighting me this whole time"
George whined, stomache twisting in pleasure as two thick, long fingers were now abusing his insides, already getting it ready for a third.
"But you feel so good now, don't you? All that fighting and for what?" The blond kept running his mouth, kowing very well that George was in no state to answer or even fully comprehend his words.
"Should've just given in at the beginning, you never had a choice anyways." The third finger pressed in even easier than the second, leaving George panting, back aching up at the feeling.
"Gonna fuck you so good~" Dream pulled his fingers out, leaving the brunette empty and gaping around nothing.
George whined in protest as the fingers left him, eyes snapping open to give a weak glare. "Dream..."
"Oh I'm sorry, were you enjoying yourself?" A mocking laugh vibrated through the blonds chest, his hand lowering to take his own hard cock into his hand.
George nodded dumbly, watching how Dream stroke himself, getting his cock to fully move out of the sheat it was usually hidding in.
He wasn't sure if three fingers were enough prep for him to be able to take that absolute huge dick. Especially considering it would be his first time having anal sex with someone.
"So sorry darling. I was under the impression we were ready to keep going, but i'll go back to fingering you if you want it so bad." His voice was getting lower, a certain edge in it like he was keeping himself back from pouncing on George.
He was clearly just as worked up as his little mate was, the already leaking tip of his cock alone was more than enough proof for that.
"Nooo" He shook his head, a small pout forming on his face. "I want you, please." He added after a moment, wiggling his hips to try and lure the blond in.
At this point, he was totally gone, everything that had happened last night had completely left his mind and there was a tingling sensation in his head.
It felt like his head was getting changed. He was starting to forget and lose himself for real this time.
"Oh now you want me, huh?" Dream scoffed, tilting his head at him and carrassing the soft expand of skin on the brunettes hip.
"I don't know if you deserve this to be honest. You were pretty bad last night" He shrugged, giving him a cold look as he pretended to not want this.
George whined, soft, red lips twisting into a pouty frown. "M sorry Dream..."
"Are you?" The blond questioned, pulling George closer, encouraging him to wrap his legs around his waist while the blond leaned over him, the head of his cock brushing the twitching muscle of the humans hole.
"Are you really sorry?" The tiniest bit of pressure was enough to let the tip slip in, but instead of going further and filling him like George so desperatly wanted, Dream pulled back out, repeating the motion a few times.
"I am, I am! I'm sorry, I won't do it again!" George promised, eyes watering from all the teasing and begging. He didn't even fully know what he was sorry for, but his words seemed to appease the other anyways.
His head was so fuzzy right now, it was getting harder to think and remember.
But that didn't matter right now. What mattered was getting that deliciously big cock inside him.
"I know you won't, darling. After this, you won't want to leave ever again." The masked creature took a deep breath, smelling the arousel and excitement in the air.
His mate always smelled so tasty, if he had any less self control he would've eaten the human up when he first got his hands on him.
He pressed the head of his cock back in, but this time he went further, groaning as George's tight, wet walls took more and more of his lengh inside.
This was so good, he couldn't belive he hadn't fucked George sooner. "Fuck~" He had to close his eyes to stop himself from thrusting right away knowing his mate needed time to adjust.
He had no intentions of actually hurting George, so he would control himself and be patient. Their mating was supposed to be a amazing experience.
George was squirming and whimpering underneath him, hands holding onto his broad shoulders, legs clenching tightly around his back.
While George adjusted, Dream reached up to undo the knot at the back of his head, taking his mask off and throwing it to the side.
He wanted to see George without anything in between them for this.
"Ready?"
George gave a short nod, eyes opening again to come face to face with the unmasked blond.
It was suprising, almost startling to the brunette to suddenly be meet with green eyes, surounded by black instead of white, pale, almost greyisch skin and sharp blond eyebrows.
Dream looked... Good. Handsome even.
It was the first time he got to see the others whole face, but he couldn't focus too much on the sudden face reveal before a hard thrust against his prostate send him back into the moaning mess he had been seconds before.
"I take that as a yes." Dream grinned, moving his hips in a steady, precise motion that had the human under him writhing with stimulation.
George couldn't help himself, clinging to Dream's shoulders, pulling him further down, causing their chests to touch while his legs tightened around the blonds hips.
"Dream!" He gaspes, followed by a moan, eyes shining with pleasure as their eyes meet.
The blond lowered his head down, their lips brushing against each other. George's already parted slightly, tiny gaspes and moans leaving him while Dream was grinning widely.
"Yes? What do you need, darling?" He asked, voice a deep purr that rumbled through his hard chest. His lips moved slightly to the side, placing a soft kiss against his mates cheek and then further down to his neck.
"Ah- More! More, please~" George was struggling to form words, head filled to the brim with hazzy thoughts and feelings, but most of all, pleasure.
Dream's hips were slapping against his with near violent strengh, forcing the humans body to slide up slightly if not for the blonds tight grip around his waist.
"More? I can give you more~" He chuckled and sped up his movements even more, filling the room with wet sounds and George's loud moans.
George was already a drooling, moaning mess before Dream began to suck marks into his neck, but after, he became a goner.
It stung when the blond licked over the deeper bite wounds from earlier, but it also caused a spark of excitement from deep within him.
He felt... Claimed, owned by Dream.
"Please, please! I'm gonna- Ah!" The brunette was tensing up, trying desperatly not to immediately cum from all the different sensations his body and mind were exposed to.
At the rate this was going, George would cum pretty soon if Dream kept slamming into him like this.
Sharp teeth were nibbling at the soft skin of his neck, leaving more and more marks, just like he had promised to do earlier.
"Go ahead~" Dream groaned against the damp skin, busy sucking and licking, tasting the saltyness of the humans sweat.
His own thrusts were getting sloppier by the second and it normally would've been embarrassing how fast he was speeding towards his end.
But this was their first time and the feeling of George clenching so deliciously around him, squirming and moaning all desperate for him was extremly arousing and just so good.
Of course he wouldn't be able to last long like this.
Maybe next time he could take this slower, enjoying every little sensation, take his time with teasing and working his mate up.
This mating had been a little hurried after all, but who could really blame him after last night?
"Fuck, you feel so good, Georgie~" He moaned freely, hips working with high speed and strengh as he pounded the human boy into the ground.
And George could only moan back, neck tingling with freshly made hickeys, chest covered with dried blood and his whole lower body burning up from pleasure.
He couldn't even tell what was his pleasure and what Dream's, it was all mixing together, making the whole thing even more intense.
"Gonna fill you up, my mate. Mine!" Dream's voice was nothing more than a growl at this point, green eyes glowing with intense pleasure and overtaking instincts.
And then George came. His poor untouched cock making a hot, white mess on his stomache and chest.
It was so insanely strong that his eyes snapped shut, all his muscles tensed and his mind went blank with only the feeling of his orgasm being there still.
Somewhere between George crying out and tightening around him like never before, Dream came too.
With a loud groan and open mouth, his hips came to a stop, pressing deep inside his mate, keeping their bodies connected as he filled him with a good amount of hot sperm.
Their bond snapped in place, Dream could clearly feel it happen and it caused an affectionate purr to come from his chest.
It was so overwhelming to George, feeling not only his own orgasm, but Dream's as well, it felt like he was cuming a second time along with him and the warmth spreading through his insides was a big plus.
Dream relaxed on top of him, body going nearly limb, their foreheads touching as they both had their eyes closed, calming down.
Something inside George had snapped the moment they came together. His whole mind went blank, feeling the fog go thicker before it suddenly disappeared and left him with only a satisfied, tingly feeling in his whole being.
He didn't remember anything, only Dream.
Dream was his mate, he was important. The only important thing to him right now.
He felt a strong sense of relief, but he didn't understand why. Only that it feelt right to not have any other memorys besides the blond that was still resting inside him.
"You did so good, Georgie. How are you feeling?" Dream muttered, eyes opening again and he gave him a soft look.
He had noticed the change in George's mind, it was a welcome one. One he had planned for to ensure their relationship would progres as planned.
Their bond was now complete, their minds connected even stronger than before, allowing Dream to push all those unwanted memorys away and burry them somewhere so deep in his mates mind that they won't be found again.
The human blinked up at him, exhausted and already getting sore. He smiled up at him, so genuine and soft, like Dream was the most precious person to him.
"Mmh, i'm good" He said with a soft sigh, arms pulling Dream impossibly closer, enjoying the warmth of their embrace.
Dream chuckled, smiling back at him."Good. Remember anything?" He knew he didn't, but he wanted to hear it anyways.
George furrowed his brows for a moment and tried to think, but nothing came to his mind other than being here with Dream.
"Only you." He confessed the truth, not ashamed to admit it at all.
"Yeah? Who am I?" The blond hummed in anticapation, feeling more than excited to hear what he had been dreaming about ever since he laid eyes upon the pretty thing George was.
"My mate." The brunette answered without hesitation, a pleasant shiver running down his back.
Dream grinned, knowing he won. "Thats right, we're mates. You love me." He hummed with a toothy grin, breathing in his victory for real now.
A soft giggle came from George, who nodded without a single doubt in his head that this was right, that this was normal.
"I love you!" He said, repeating the words Dream wanted to hear him say after having waited for so long.
It made the blond happy like nothing ever did before. His George was finally perfect.
"I love you too, little fawn~" He kissed him, tasting his sweet lips again before breaking away and carefully pulling out of the human, leaving only his cum to leak out of the gaping hole.
"Time for a bath! You're such a dirty thing, I'll wash you and put you in something nicer to wear." The creature stood up, gently holding his mate against his chest, smiling when the human nuzzled into him.
"Can we cuddle after?" George looked up at him with big, pleading eyes. As if Dream would ever say no to him.
"Of course we can, darling." Dream agreed, carrying him away and to the room with the little pond.
Dream would clean him up and then dress him in a weirdly familiar, blue hoodie and a new pair of boxer shorts before they went back to their nest.
They fell asleep with Dream curled tightly around his smaller mate, who was happily holding him close, falling asleep in no time.
For the first time being here, there were no troublesome, split up thoughts keeping his mind awake.
There never would be again.