Dream X George Ao3 Novels & Stories

Scarlett’s POV “Aaahh, babe, more… Aaahh, I miss you.” I suddenly opened my eyes because my dream felt so real. I was about to get up, but someone grabbed both of my legs and buried his face even deeper on my pu***. “ Aaah! Shit! !?” who are you? I asked nervously. I was about to struggle, but when I looked down, I saw George’s handsome face. He seems enjoying himself while hungrily devouring my pu***.

I looked down and saw that I was indeed pressed against my pillow and my dick was so hard it was actually painful and there was a wet spot on my boxers that made me want to die of embarrassment. I rolled onto my back and threw an arm over my eyes and groaned because this was humiliating and awful and I couldn't believe my subconscious had just betrayed me like this. "Fuck," I muttered. "Yeah," Dreylen said and I could hear the smile in his voice. "So I'm guessing that dream was about Aurelia?" "Shut up." "And I'm guessing you've finally figured out that you have feelings for her?" "I said shut up, Len." "This is actually kind of hilarious," he continued and I could tell he was enjoying this

he asked looking directly into my eyes. “I guess it’s a mystery we will never be able to solve?” I replied. If I could read his mind, I’m sure he would be like just tell me this your name so I could drop all this problem on your head. Mother given name has never been used by Dreamers, it’s one of the rules that makes us different from other people who can travel through realms. If your real name was to be discovered, you would be locked up in a building and all your colleagues problem would be placed into your hands to solve for them and for centuries those that have fallen prey to divulging their names have always died before solving even one person’s problem. Well only one person has falle

“Louder. Tell me more.” I rode him faster, my breasts bouncing with each movement. “I think about your brutal thrusts when I’m alone. I hump the air like a slut. My old life feels like a dream now. College, friends, family… they seem so far away.” Damien slapped my ass and smiled. “Keep talking. What else does my broken toy think about?” The words poured out as I bounced on his cock. “I dream about you biting me until I bleed. I want you to chain me tighter and use every hole. My cunt drips when I remember how you made me piss myself from need.”

His cock twitched traitorously in his sweatpants. Later that night, after Damien had gone to shower, Elias couldn’t take it anymore. He lay on his bed, hoodie pushed up to his chest, sweatpants shoved down just enough. His hand wrapped around his hard, leaking cock, stroking slowly at first, then faster. His eyes were closed, breath coming in soft, desperate pants. In his mind, it wasn’t some vague fantasy, it was Damien’s strong hands pinning him down, that deep voice growling filthy things into his ear while…

Dante King *WHOOSH* "Auuuaa please may I cum sir" *WHOOSH* "Dose my little whore want to cum" *WHOOSH* Dream with in a dream I can't stand here any more listening to her and walk past Damien to my bedroom I strip my clothes off and turn the shower to cold getting in taking my hard cock in my hand close my eyes and picture my kittens mouth wrapped around it sucking on the tip as she has my balls in one hand and the other on my thigh to keep her balanced.

“Promise me you won’t shut me out.” His expression softened—just slightly. “I promise,” he murmured. And for the first time, I believed him. Damien’s POV I didn’t dream much anymore. When I did, it was never pleasant. But that night, I dreamt of fire. Of blood. Of Aurora slipping through my fingers, her screams echoing in my skull. I woke with a start, my chest tight, my breathing ragged. Aurora stirred beside me, her body warm against mine. I closed my eyes, inhaling her scent, willing the nightmare to fade.

"Serena" He called again wanting to be sure that this wasn't one of those dreams he woke up with screams and sweats all over his body seeing her not moving or answering his calls, seeing her with those puff eyes with tears in it he just wants to console her even if it's a dream he wouldn't want to see her in tears not now and never. He began to move wanting to stand up so he could reach out to Serena. "Fuck this hospital and it's equipment"

Damien's were gentler but insistent, tracing her curves and cupping her breasts, his thumbs brushing her nipples until they hardened into peaks. The dream escalated quickly, morphing into something wild and unhinged. They had her on a spreader bar, just like she'd fantasized Eli might be—her arms and legs forced apart, exposing her completely. She was naked, her skin tingling with anticipation, the air cool against her wetness. Zeke took charge, his large hands roaming her body, pinching her nipples hard enough to make her gasp. "You're ours now," he snarled, his voice echoing in her mind as he positioned himself behind her. Damien was in front, his lips on her neck, sucking and biting marks

replied Lee Umji then got up and sat back on the sofa. Ha Mino followed Lee Umji to sit back down. "What kind of dream?" "I ... seemed to see Kim Hana's life. I thought when I first dreamed about a woman named Kim Hana then it was just an ordinary sleeping flower. Then a few nights later I returned to dreaming about it, the name Min Junho also appeared, although Min Junho's face seemed to be covered by it a flash of light, " Lee Umji's story made Ha Mino dumbfounded.