*Ahem, warning: Limons*
Dream had gotten frustrated.
For weeks now, Blueberry had gotten more and more aggressive with his teasing, practically begging him to rail him at any moment. Dream was a little concerned by how quickly the situation has escalated after the few times they'd had sex, but he quickly dismissed the notion. The last time they'd slept together, they had a talk the next morning. Dream had learned that Blueberry was into some pretty kinky stuff, which in turn brought out his own kinks. They both shared a praising kink, which they discovered after taking a BDSM test. Dream wanted to do everything in his power to show his lover that he loved him, and maintaining a healthy sex life was on the top of his list.
After that discussion, though, Blueberry had acted more... suggestive. He'd brush past Dream in a deliberately intimate way, sporting an obviously innocent look anytime that Dream called him out. He'd always respond with some simple platitude, oh, he was just being clumsy, or he didn't mean to. Dream would just shake his head in disbelief.
Then, there were times when Blueberry would randomly summon an ectobody. He'd complain that it was too cold, and that he was warming up. Dream would tentatively suggest that they could cuddle to warm up, but Blueberry would simply shrug and say he felt warmer already. He'd even go so far as to slap Dream's hands away when the guardian would try and pull him into a hug, stating that he couldn't touch. The smug look on his lover's face aggravated Dream to no end, and he was sick of it.
He wanted it to stop.
And he knew just the way to do it.
"Oh, Berry!" he called, entering their house in DreamTale. They'd moved into the giant house formerly known as the Star Sanses' base. Since the multiverse was at peace, they figured they'd make use of the space, as long as it was here. "I'm home, love!"
Blueberry came bounding down the steps, his summoned breasts bouncing up and down. Dream tried not to stare, his eyesocket already twitching. He put on a bright smile, holding up the bag in his hands.
"HELLO, DEAR DREAM! WHAT HAVE YOU GOT THERE?"
Dream smirked and began walking up the stairs. "If you wanna find out, come on! Trust me, you'll love it~"
If he caught on to the sly timbre in Dream's voice, he didn't show it. Instead, he followed his lover up the stairs, skipping along and humming. Dream rolled his eyelights at Blueberry's antics, his confidence dousing his mounting frustration. They entered their bedroom, and Dream set the bag next to him, inviting Blueberry to sit down with him on the bed. For once, Blueberry raised a brow in suspicion.
"IS THIS A PLOY TO GET ME CLOSER?" Blueberry set his hands on his hips, tilting his head up at a haughty angle. "I HAVE TOLD YOU BEFORE, MY BODY IS SUMMONED BECAUSE I AM COLD, NOT FOR YOU TO TOUCH. I TRUST YOU KNOW THAT, DEAR DREAM~"
Dream's smile tightened as Blueberry threw him a quick wink. He struggled to keep the sweet smile on his face, and ultimately stood up. He began rummaging through the bag, bringing out a revealing set of lingerie.
"This might not warm you up," he said, holding the lingerie up for Blueberry. "But I thought it'd look cute on you. Could you try it on, just for me? Please?~"
He put on the best begging expression he could, holding his hands in an angelic, prayer-like motion. Blueberry eyed the outfit and met Dream's eyelights, considering it for a moment. He'd been trying to bring out Dream's sadistic side for a month, after learning that he was into bondage. He wanted to test Dream's limits, and he felt like he was very close to breaking Dream's restraint. However, it was hard to read his lover when he was being so sweet and caring. Blueberry could never resist such an adorable request!
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