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The day starts with nothing out of the ordinary, but it isn’t. No not at all. For George has a secret ability that allows him to take deep dives into people just by looking at them.
For example, George can tell you just by a single glance that his math teacher is a retired shapeshifter who took on teaching to get away from the stress of her original job- which is still a work in progress for George, yeah he can see straight through people but like. It gets boring.
Expectedly if you’ve already dove into half the students in the school already.
Which is why George all of a sudden gets eager when a new transfer student is announced by the English teacher, this meant so many things for George, like if they were quiet like George was or if they had a hidden secret under all of that mysteriousness.
Hell maybe George just wanted a friend for once, seeing how he managed to wipe most of this chances out the window with his last stunt, he had told one of the more popular kids their entire insecurity’s and even went as far as going after their family connections too. George was basically an outcast who was just set on finding people who had mysteriously dark pasts or secrets that George had to really stare at to uncover.
It’s what he does in his free time. Finding people who could actually cure him of his boredom and give him a hell of a good English essay to write about. Nobody knew his ability, and he would like to keep it that way.
“Class this is Dream Lancaster he came all the way from kiliom to be here with us. Please do find a seat Dream.”
George couldn’t take his eyes off of him for even a second. He needed to find out what was the deal with Dream. He became so invested in figuring him out that he couldn’t even realize the teacher standing above him.
“George Davidson. Care to share with the class what you’re staring at instead of doing your work.” The teacher announced standing above the desk he was currently
‘Working’ at.
“Oh sorry Ms Marge i promise it wont happen again, I must have zoned out, my apologies.” George felt himself cringe inside. He hated sounding like he was being polite, however the other option- to tell Ms. Marge that she was having an affair with her husband of six years- didn’t seem like an appropriate response.
Better yet however, Dream looked at him head on. He could get so much more out of him if he’d just give the slightest hint of eye to eye contact.
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Dream emedently fell back in his seat when asked to sit down, he was so tired and it was only the first period, on a Monday! What could possibly be worse than that. Dream tended to be an over achiever sure, but nothing felt worse than he did at the moment. It was the feeling of almost falling asleep in the first ever period of going to this school.
He began to raise his hand to use the restroom and before he could even realize what was happening, he was already walking over to the washrooms like an undead zombie that had been awakened from its century long nap. Dream could’ve sworn that he had at least ten or eleven hours of sleep that night, so why did he feel so tired already.
After splashing water in his face and rubbing his eyes hard against his hands, Dream heard the creak of the old run down door being punched open. Dream froze dead in his tracks.
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The second they broke eye contact due to dream lazily closing his eyes and yawning everything fell into place. His tired eyes, his terrible posture, his almost glowing yellow eyes. It was George’s greatest accomplishment. He had figured out what dream is. He’s a demon. But not just any demon, no no no, he’s a sex demon.
His ability highlighted it for him. He was obviously tired out of his mind so George is left to guess between; does he know he’s a demon. Let alone a sex demon. Does he notice he’s starving himself or is it like some weird choice or something.
Just then Dream got up for the bathroom and left the classroom with sunken eyes and shoulders. George had an idea, of course it wasn’t a very good idea but still, an idea.
George in his most politest and innocent voice he could muster up “could I go to the washroom please Ms Marge?” He was on his way.
George proceeded to push the door out of the way and lock it from the inside. There’s no going back now, George thought. Just in time to turn around and catch Dream in the act of rubbing his eyes with the towel dispensers paper thin towels. There’s truly no going back now.
George starts walking directly towards Dream, completely avoiding the stalls next to him.
Dream looks as George as if he’d just seen a ghost, he quickly takes a step back and unknowingly backs himself into the wall. George starts to make his move, quickly and swiftly pushing Dream the rest of the way to the wall, pinning him where he stands.
“Wha- what are you doing?-“ Dream squeaked out, he wasn’t expecting what came next.
George had placed his palm against the forming lump in dreams pants. “You do know that you’re a demon right?” George asked him.
“A what!?” Dream quietly answered, not wanting to alert anyone outside.
“I looked into you while we locked eyes, you’re starving yourself and you don’t even know it.” George said explanatory.
“How do I- what are you doing to me-“
“You need to get off to feed, or get someone else off.”
Dream hesitates for a moment. Clearly trying to make sense of what was just said from the boy practically on top of him. “So I just need to like- jerk myself every night?”
George was dumbfounded, this demon literally knew nothing about what he was or even how he was supposed to feed.
“No dumbass you need to do it around someone or with someone, it’s mainly about getting the most pleasure out of it.”
“Shit, uhm crap,I-“
“What, you got like STD’s or something?”
“Fuck it.” Dream takes a deep breath.”I’m a virgin.”
“Wow, ok well that sets you back quite a bit. Like, you haven’t dated-virgin or haven’t even been touched-virgin.”
“I-it’s more of uhm.. both…”
“Damm, alright uh” George takes his hand off of dreams significantly larger growth. “Alright then, we can ether do this now or when you eventually fall asleep on the walk home.”
There was no going back for them now. Dream was starting to reveal his demonic form just from a little grinding from George’s palm, which gave him away as truly an inexperienced demon, as other demons knew to wait until they were already on-top of their victims before turning.
The reason being that they cannot turn back to their regular form until being ‘properly’ fed. Dream on the other hand didn’t wait to. Probably because of the fact that he was starving his demon half.
It was a fool proof plan to trap George into staying, ‘if I were to leave in the moment’ George thought ’then he couldn’t return to class because of his form being released, and he would be trapped in here until his form decided that i wasn’t coming back’.
Dream winces of the friction being taken away from his growing member.“Oh uh right, we could just do it now and get it over with.”
“Alright then” George gets to his knees, it isn’t the first time he’s ever done something like this before. After being given the go ahead, George starts to pull down dreams pants, firstly getting his belt undone, then getting his fingers into the lip of this pants and finally getting them off. George is hot all around, yeah he’s done this before, but not for charity work, he’s always had something in it for him.
George began palming him threw his boxers, Dream kept on making little noises and whimpers, probably not even realizing it.
A rather small wet spot started to form on where he was palming him. That’s when George finally at last took off his briefs.
George didn’t expect anything too big, of course he was going to be larger due to being a sex demon and all, and he was somewhat correct for the most part.
Dreams member sprung out of his boxers the second they where off, George took note of how large he really was. He seemed to be around seven inches if he were to guess, maybe more.
George wrapped his palm around his base, he wasn’t sure if he could even get it all in his mouth. He began making work of Dream with his hand, Dream however couldn’t help but whimper at the feeling of friction on him after being denied it for so long.
George finally starts putting his mouth to work, slowing down his hand so he can kitten lick dreams tip before putting him in his mouth fully.
Dream couldn’t shut up, he was In between growning to full on whimpering with the mouth covering his cock.
George starts to make deeper strokes on Dream, bobbing his head up and down
On dreams member. He starts to feel Dream tugging on his hair as he gets closer to his climax, at this point Dream starts to gain his demonic claws. They’re short and stubby yet he grabs George with little force.
Just then George feels Dream start to push his head farther down this cock with his grab on George. He feels Dream start to nudge the back of his throat as he completely loses himself and pushes past it, George swallows around him and gets held in place by Dream. George’s nose was now shoved into the base of Dreams cock.
“Fuck-“ Dream groaned as he finished into George’s throat. It ended a little bit earlier than he wanted it to but at least he didn’t have to be on the verge of sleep trying to stay awake during class.
Just as George pulled off of Dream and started coughing. The bell signaling next class had rung. “You could have at least warned me next time you cum down my throat.” George replied with his voice still rough from the through throat-fucking he just participated in.
“Sorry, couldn’t help it.” Dream shallowed.