An awkward meeting part 3
Part 1 Part 2
Warnings: Safe/soft vore, injury mention, fluff?
Don't like it, don't read it. Enjoy :)
Dream made sure to place a hand behind Sapnap for when he fell unconscious, to make sure he didn't fall and hit the table.
"Do you see yourself capable of doing it or do you prefer that I do it?" he asked looking at Bad after he had gently placed Sapnap lying on the table. Bad hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"I- I don't think I'm going to be able to do it right now, you seem to be the one with the most stable hands right now." He answered looking at his hands, which were trembling slightly.
Dream nodded, sitting in front of the borrower while holding the needle that already had the thread on it.
It took about ten minutes to sew up his chest as he was too small and he didn't want to risk sticking the needle into Sapnap by doing it quickly. "Bad, can you pass me the hydrogen peroxide, gauze and bandages?" Dream said, putting the needle aside. Bad nodded, handing the materials to the blond.
Once he finished bandaging him, he placed Sapnap in Bad's hands. “I should go, but before I do, Bad, make sure Sapnap gets some rest, he's going to need it as he'll be sore for days. Also, he shouldn’t move abruptly, that would open the wound again and I don't think Sapnap will allow us to sew him up a second time. And very important that he eats well and drinks a lot of water, he must stay very hydrated.”
Bad nodded at his friend's advice. "Don't worry, Dream, I'll do it. Until another day, Dream.” He said goodbye, walking away from the now closed door, returning to his house.
It was quite late, so even if it took even longer for the buses to come, they would be almost empty. Dream was lucky that when he got to the stop, the bus came.
He soon reached his house, entered, closed the door and changed his shoes while saying out loud. "George! I'm back!"
He headed into the living room, sitting on the couch as he listened to the familiar tapping of scampers on the wall. Soon a borrower came out from behind the television.
"Finally! I thought you'd never make it! How the hell did you take so long? I thought you were going to go talk to Bad for a while!" he said as he finished climbing the sofa and approached Dream.
Dream gave him a smile with an apologetic look. "Sorry Georgie, something unexpected happened on the way."
"What happened?" he asked, sitting on Dream's hands, which were on his lap.
He began to explain how he found a borrower named Sapnap in an alley, injured by a cat, how he accidentally scared him, how he turned out to be Bad's adopted son, and how he had to be sewn up.
George paid attention to everything Dream told him and nodded in understanding. "Is he okay now?" Dream nodded as he gently petted George's head, who tried to push the annoying finger away.
He soon stopped petting him and noticed that Dream was staring at him. "What do you want?" he asked, confused why he was looking at him so much. "Uh... I- I was wondering if... tonight... you could sleep in..." Dream said nervously. George frowned in confusion until he saw where Dream's hand rested, right on his stomach.
George chuckled when he realized what Dream meant. “Dream, do you know that you don't have to be nervous about asking me? You know perfectly well that I don't mind being swallowed." Dream blushed slightly in embarrassment.
“I still wanted to ask…” he said under his breath. George let out a small laugh. “Okay, okay, so tonight I will sleep in your storage then. Open your mouth." Dream smiled as he reached for George. He raised him to his mouth as he opened it.
He gave him a gentle lick before placing him fully in his mouth. He held him there for a while as he savored him and completely covered him in saliva. When he was done, he tilted his head back, pausing for a moment for George to confirm that he could continue.
Instantly he felt a pat on his tongue, confirming that he could continue. Letting out a small sigh, he took a gentle swallow with his fingers following George's shape which now went down his throat and disappeared into his chest.
Dream gave a happy sigh as he felt George fall into his storage. "Are you okay there Gogy?" he asked gently, stroking his stomach, as he headed to his room. "Yeah, I'm fine." he answered, settling down to sleep.
Dream got into bed with his hand placed protectively on his stomach. "Night, George." “Night, Dream.”
