Sanscest oneshots

'Brotherly' love

Here I am. Reposting my story from A03.

He groaned as he shifted, trying to sit up. His body felt weighted after his masturbation session yesterday. His hands refused to work for him, damn you body for having so little energy. Stop forgetting to make it overnight. He needed to figure out a way to fix that soon. His skeletal eyes slowly opened, his golden eye-lights glittering in the sunbeams that shone through his window. He hissed, turning away from the light. His door opened slowly, and he smiled at his brother, pretending to be happy and upbeat the moment he caught sight of his face. He wondered how long he was gonna have to keep this facade up.

Probably not for much longer, honestly. Nightmare was bound to notice the erection that tented in his pants every time he saw his twin eventually. His lovely twin- he didn't think he would ever be able to love anyone else the way he loved Nightmare. Nightmare was his other half- everything about him was perfect, and complimented everything about Dream. They were bound to get together eventually; no matter what Dream had to do to make that happen. He pushed himself off of his golden bed, his boxers managing to conceal his boner- for now.

It was so uncomfortable- he had come to resent his cock's size, because he saw his brother 24/7, and he got a boner every time he saw him. He was 10 inches long, and, he had found out, his size was the perfect compliment for his brothers pussy and ass. He could reach all of the spots that made him scream. He loved making him scream, even though he only got the chance when the other was sleeping. (Go wild Somnophiliacs)

He walked over to his brother, his cheery, energetic smile contradicting the baggy eyelids and tired facial features. The others brow furrowed in concern. "Brother, did you sleep at all?" Night asked. "Of course I did!" He smiled. He moved over and kissed his brothers cheek. A soft purple blush emanated from his cheek bones. He giggled "brother, let's get ready for school already!"

Nightmare nodded, flustered. He was aware of the dim heat emanating from Dream's bones, but didn't pay any mind to it. "Yeah, I can't wait to see Crossy again!" He smiled, thinking of his handsome boyfriend. He missed the anger that flashed across Dream's face. "Y-yeah... and I can't wait to see Killer again!" Dream lied. He was currently dating Killer, for no other reason than to make Nightmare jealous. It was one of his many schemes to get Nightmare to realize he was in love with Dream, even though he wasn't. Not currently- but Dream would make him fall for him, eventually. Dream was sure of it. So far it was failing, miserably. He wasn't jealous of Killer, anyway. He was a bit jealous of Dream though- he liked Killer before he had liked Cross.

Dream planted a soft kiss on his neck with a soft smirk "D-Dream?" He yelped. He looked up at him "yeah?" He asked, false innocence drowning his words. "N-nothing." Nightmare stuttered out. Of course Dream hadn't meant anything by that... right? In all honesty, my dear reader, he had. He had meant all the things. Obviously.

They got ready for school. Dream stayed a moment later than he needed to, admiring his reflection in the mirror. The golden cape with the golden-orange sun in the middle flowed behind him, complementing his warm gold eye-lights. His cyan shirt seemed to glow with how well it fit with the rest of his outfit. His crown adorned his stark white skull in a way that nestled just right into his skull.

He then trotted out to go meet his brother in the hallway, a contented smile on his face. They walked out, arm in arm to their school until they got close to where his friends might see them- then his arm dropped away and he sped up, now walking ahead of Dream, much to Dream's disappointment. He loved every moment spent with his brother, despite how tight it made his pants. Even now, he could feel it throbbing as he stared at his Nighty. He would never let anyone take Night away. Not ever.

He walked briskly over to his friends, feeling his cock go flaccid once Nightmare was out of his view. "Hi Ink! Hi Blue! Oh. Hi Killer." "Hello, my lovely~" Killer chuckled out, smirking at him. He tried not to hiss- Killer was technically his boyfriend. He didn't like him though, and seriously doubted he ever would. Killer than swooped him up in his arms and kissed him passionately. He kissed him back, hating every moment of it. Until he imagined it as Nightmare kissing him like that, his boner coming back. He was both lucky and unlucky his boxers were so thick- they didn't reveal his erection, but it hurt like hell.