Dream SMP OneShots

Chapter 25 - A Special Gift to You ;)

A Special Gift to You ;)

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Type: Smut
Ship(s):
Dreambur
Word Count: 1684
Notes:
Contains smut
Dom!Wil
Sub!Dream
These are the characters, not the actual people.
I refuse to include the actual people, I refuse
to make them uncomfortable. If they feel
uncomfortable with this type of thing, it will
be deleted as will anything that has a sexual
sense to it in this book.
With that being said, enjoy!

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Wilbur bent his head to kiss Dream's head, inhaling his lover's scent. Dream grunted, nuzzling his face into Wilbur's chest. Wilbur rubbed a hand down Dream's back, appreciating the soft smooth skin there. Shirts had become redundant in bed when Dream realised how Wilbur's skin was always the perfect temperature.

Watching the rise and fall of Dream's body as he slept, Wilbur contemplated his options. On one hand, he could make Dream breakfast for a change. But on the other, he could just devour the dirty blonde. Decisions, decisions, decisions. Well, he's never actually made breakfast for Dream before and besides, they could always have sex later. Yet, Wil didn't want to leave. In the end, it seems the blonde made the simple decision for him when he felt the other's thigh press against his dick.

The brunette's hands trailed lower, slipping into Dream' boxers to grope his balls. Dream gave a soft moan, pressing into Wil. His thighs grinded against Wilbur, which in turn made the latter groan. Upon doing this, the brunette instantly felt his dick grow into a full-fledged boner.

Blowing hot air into his submissive's ear, light brown eyes watched as the man groans and turned to lie on his back. Wilbur's hands leave Dream's butt, and instead moved to pull the other's boxers off. In response to this, the latter's cock twitches in the cold air, coming alive.

Wilbur reached over to their bedside table to get what he needed. After grabbing it and settling in the space between Dream's legs, Wilbur placed the lube and anal beads at the foot of the bed. Luckily, Wilbur has a mini freezer in his room that stored ice that he was able to use to cool the cock ring and anal beads before gently lipping the ring onto Dream. Dream whined as he felt the cold metal against his skin, moving to close his legs over hi cock. Wilbur grabbed onto Dream's ankles and pulled the latter's legs apart instead.

Wilbur squeezed a generous amount of lube in his hands and warmed it up. He circled a warm finger around Dream's rim before he slid the finger in easily. Dream tightened around his fingers, giving a hefty moan as he bucked his hips up. Wilbur wrapped his lips around Dream's balls. Wil's face was flush against Dream's thighs, his face warm against the man's thighs.

"What... the fuck?" Dream stuttered out; his legs trembled at the heat against his skin.

"Morning to you too, Kitty," Wilbur mumbled, removing his mouth from Dream's balls. He blew a cold breath on the head of Dream's cock, causing him to arc his back and a groan to escape his throat.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Dream asked as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

"What does it look like I'm doing, Kitty?" Wilbur gave an easy smile.

"You look like a pervert doing perverted things to an innocent man."

"Dream, love, you are the least innocent person on this Earth. But if you want me to stop, I'll stop."

"You are the least innocent person in this entire universe, dear," Dream growled but didn't protest when Wilbur bent the finger that was in his as.