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Smut - AwesamDream

After Quackity's Prison visit

Sam raced through the prison, desperately trying to find Dream. He was sure that Dream escaped, where else would he be other than the cell. And with the way Technoblade randomly disappeared, he didn't doubt for a second that Dream had done the same. So now here he was, checking every room, every cell, everywhere in the prison. Then he went back to the place this all started, Pandora's Vault. The place was secure, and when he left the lava had been down and the bridge was over the other side to the cell, it was right there he was sure of it. So he opened the lava gate again, not risking anything. He held Warden's Will tightly as he flipped the lever and walked over with the bridge, letting the netherite blocks fall and him to be let into the cell. With Warden's Will still raised, Sam looked through the cell, every last crack to see if Dream had gotten out. Then he realised something, the small bit of water in the corner of the cell was deeper than usual, making Sam suspicious.

So he went over, looking down and slowly letting himself go under. A small passage was there, not much more than two or three blocks far. And as Sam has suspected, there was Dream, stood there in all his glory, freezing in fear when he met eyes with Sam. The creeper was clearly pissed, grabbing Dream by the throat and forcing him out of the hole, glaring at him hard enough that it could pierce Dream's skin if he stared long enough.

"What the fuck Dream!? How fucking long did that take you? You shouldn't have done that." Sam growled, practically throwing the male to the floor, a pained groan came from Dream as he fell to the ground, his head colliding violently with the floor, momentarily knocking Dream into a dazed state. He quickly snapped out of it, only just quick enough to stop Sam from holding him to the floor, rolling away from him and standing.

They stared eachother down before Sam spoke again, venom lacing him voice and anger glazing over his tone, "Dream, give me one reason right now not to tell Quackity you're here. You have a minute until I tell him. Unless you give a good reason that is."

"I'll do whatever you want! I'll be your pet, anything. Please don't tell Quackity! You can do anything with me, I'm yours if you keep quiet." Dream panicked, backing away slightly from the fear of what Quackity would do to him. Sam seemed to consider for a minute before smiling, grabbing Dream by the back of his neck, forcing him to the bridge. Sam stepped onto the bridge with him and sent it to the other side.

Dream started getting hopeful. Hopeful that Sam was going to let him free and they wouldn't have to talk about this ever again. But god was he wrong. Sam took Dream through a series of corridors, finally going into a room at the end of a particularly longer corridor. In the room were cameras, lockers, sofas, and a few doors going off to the sides. The door that caught Dream's attention most was one painted a dark green with red on the corners, 'Sam' written across the front.

Sam started pushing Dream towards it, a slight hissing noise coming from him as well as a low growling. The creeper took a key from his pocket, unlocking the door and pushing Dream inside. The blonde hit the floor with force, expecting to hit stone or something else cold. But instead ehat he hit was surprisingly soft, carpet? What room was he fucking in? Since when was this here?

A light turned on, illuminating the room. Then Dream realized that he was in a bedroom of some sort, soft dark green carpet covering the floor and a slightly lighter green on the walls. At one end of the room was a larger four-poster bed, black sheets with silver patterns in them across the large matress. Dream stares in awe qt the room, the large tv on the wall. But he didn't have long to take in everything else before Sam grabbed him and flipped him to be on his back, pinning him to the floor.