dream x reader smut, fluff, and oneshots

little black dress (oneshot)

You smoothed your hands over the slick fabric as you twirled in front of your mirror. "Do you think he'll like it?" 

Niki watched you from your bed, barely looking up as she already knew how the dress looked on you: form fitting, sleek, and perfect. 

"He'll love it, y/n. Don't stress about it too much." 

You took a deep breath. You really were stressing about this too much. You had invited all of your friends, including your boyfriend, over to your house for a small New Year's Eve get-together. You were unsure if you should wear something formal because of the nature of the holiday or something casual because of the company. 

You settled on wearing something formal when you found a dress that looked absolutely amazing on you. In fact, it was the dress you were wearing now. 

It was black and made of a pretty silky material. It hugged your curves and accentuated your boobs. The fabric even had a pretty sheen to it, glowing slightly as you turned in front of the mirror. 

You knew that regardless of what you wore, your boyfriend would enjoy it. It just felt special being able to dress up all nice for him. 

You clicked your teeth in satisfaction as you watched your reflection, bending down slightly to fasten the pair of strappy heels onto your feet. You looked to the left, where Niki's platform converse were. 

She had promised to wear a formal outfit to make you more comfortable, but she always kept one thing consistent: her choice of shoes. You smiled fondly at that thought. 

You looked to where Niki was sitting on the bed. She looked comfortable and you hated to drag her downstairs. But, according to a text you had received a few minutes ago, Dream had already arrived at your house. 

"Niki, let's go downstairs." 

She groaned, feigning misery even though you knew that she was joking. She put her shoes on quickly as you checked your hair and makeup one last time. 

You bounded down the stairs, clutching the railing so that you wouldn't break an ankle. The shoes were in no way outrageously tall, but you certainly weren't used to it. 

You opened the door with haste, expecting to see Dream, but you were greeted by George instead. He smiled sheepishly as he extended a bouquet of tulips to you. 

"My mom always told me to bring the hostess a gift." 

You thanked him quickly and told him to put them on the kitchen counter. You could get a vase for them later. You were more interested in seeing your boyfriend. 

George and Niki went to the kitchen and you were met with Dream clad in a white dress shirt with the first few buttons unbuttoned and a sensible pair of trousers. He nodded at you. "Didn't know what to wear. I think you would've shown me up regardless." 

You blushed and twirled a little, as if you were back in your bedroom in front of your full length mirror. He watched you carefully the whole time. 

"Do you like it?" 

"Are you kidding? You look beautiful." 

He leaned in, wrapping his arm around your waist as he kissed you deeply. Your cheeks burned hot against his face and he took that as a sign to stop. 

He leaned in carefully, brushing your hair away from your ear, and whispered, "What do you say I take this pretty dress off later tonight, hm?"