spicy oneshots i thought of and finally wrote

Dream6d - First Kiss

Lawyer!Dream x Detective!a6d 

// suggestive, making out, pet names, biting, drugs, SA mention, uhhhh moaning??? ohgodthisbouttabehot

NO SMUT >:(((( GRRRRRR none of this is canon btw owo

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A6d POV

I peered around the corner of the tree, seeing my target. I recently got informed of an ongoing investigation about meth dealers. I don't normally deal with cases like these, but I thought it would be fun to challenge myself. I slowly approached the RV and I could immediately smell a whiff of drugs. Cops and SWAT were just a few feet behind me, ready to strike. I adjusted my earpiece and finally knocked on the door. A man who was very stoned and drunk opened it.

"Hello? Who the hell are you?" He slurred.

"I'm your partners friend, Chris. We used to work on a meth lab together. I'm just wondering if Raymond is here. I haven't heard from him in a while."

He was suspicious of me, "How did you find this place?"

"He actually called me a few years ago and told me where the new meth lab would be. So today I just thought of him and wanted to visit him. I see this RV haven't moved in years, it's broken down."

"Uh, sure. Guess you can come in since Raymond is asleep on the couch right now. Don't try any funny business, I have a Glock in my back pocket and I could blow your brains out any moment." He scolded.

Shit, we should have known he was armed. If he wasnt intoxicated, he would never trust me. I pressed a button on my belt, giving the signal to all officers on the scene. I came inside the RV and was met with a foul smell. It was scented heavily with meth. Raymond was napping on the dirty couch, it looked like it had piss stains on it, gross.

"How have you not gotten caught making meth?" I asked the man.

"We would move this RV all around Chicago in the run down parts. It was mostly prostitutes that gladly buy this shit and we had a great time~ Made thousands of money. Want to know our secret? After we had sex, we would drug them and dump them in an alleyway, but we never killed them. We're not that evil. Those sluts would never remember what happened to them, heh!"

"Really?" I acted surprised, "That's quite the technique. Are you sure they would never remember what happened?"

"Of course. In our meth, the secret ingredient is roofies. Y'know, the shit that makes you forget stuff."

"How surprising... You wouldnt know of a prostitute that actually recalled what happened to them, would you?"

"The hell you talking about, Chris?"

I stepped closer to him, "You know exactly what I'm talking about, Samuel Harris."

"...What the fuck?! H-How do you know my name? Back off, creep!"

He reached for his back pocket. I immediately got my Glock 19 out from my belt, pointing it at him, "Dont you dare try anything."

"THE HELL ARE YOU FUCKING DOING?!"

I simply smirked, "Solving a crime."

After that, police surrounded the RV and a few SWAT teams broke into the place. He tried getting his gun out, but he was immediately tackled by the team. They pinned him to the ground and shouted at him not to do anything. Officers arrested a surprised Raymond that didnt even make a move to fight back. I got on one knee, leaning toward Samuel.

"You do realize that most, if not all, sex offenders will get caught, right? So why did you do it?"

He refused to answer me, his anger only rising. I scoffed, "Take him away."