Dreamnoblade one shots for funsies

Post boink

Dream woke up with a start just like he always did. He was proud of his roguish past, but sometimes the consequences were unwanted. "Awake?" Asked the deep voice coming from the man next to him. Right, that's why he was nude.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" He asked as he rubbed the sleep and haze from his eyes, or maybe back in, it'd be nice to get more rest.

"Nah, I haven't slept yet." Techno seemed to shrug.

Silently, Dream repositioned so his arms were wrapped around Techno's bulky torso. The warmth was a little sticky to him, but by now he knew Techno loved it. In confirmation a hand reached up to pat his head. "Any particular thoughts going through your head all this time?"

The hand began to stroke his temple, gently brushing dirty blonde hair to and fro. "Well your build is really nice, I'm kind of jealous. How'd you get it?"

"A lifetime of running and hiding mostly, nothing you can copy. But you're good as you are, XD knows I couldn't do to you some of what you did to me."

"Hehe, that is pretty fun." He giggled, fondly remembering that part of their night.

Dream smiled as he snuggled in closer, letting a still silence fill the air as their bodies exchanged heat, as if they were becoming one being. As he breathed in a sigh of satisfaction he felt his face getting impossibly closer to Techno. "What's your skincare routine by the way?"

"Nothing special, I don't need moisturizer."

"What! But you're so tasty. I've bitten a lot of people and you taste best by far."

"No need to brag dude, and it's probably a racial thing."

"Oh yeah, you're a little piggy!"

With a grunt Techno kicked his shin from underneath the thin blanket. It was hard enough to hurt a little but not enough to actually separate them. "Shut it."

Dream laughed into him and held him tighter, noticing the hand on his head start making squiggles on his hairline. The smooth motions by those pleasantly rough fingers eased him into a sense of serenity, so he focused his trailing mind on that while letting time slip by. At some point the squiggles turned back to strokes, then stopped altogether.

"Was I any good?" Techno muttered, quiet enough that it wasn't clearly directed at anyone.

Startled, Dream moved his head to look up at him, finding an unusually expressive look of embarrassment on his already weary face that almost made him snort. "You talking to me?"

"I didn't know you were awake."

Obviously. "Well I thought you were great. Why, did it not feel right?"

"No, it's just been a while, I probably got rusty."

"If that was rusty I'm excited to see what peak performance looks like." He moved one of his hands down to tap Techno's thigh.

"Oh, uh..."

"Wait, am I that bad?"

"No, no, not at al!"

"I'm not going to let you ignore me now that we've had sex!" Dream smirked.

Techno was freezing up. "Well-"

He couldn't take it anymore, Dream had to release Techno so he could cover the wheeze coming out of his mouth. It took a few minutes for him to calm down. "Come on dude, relax, I'm not going to pressure you into something like that, I'm not that much of a jerk."

"It's pretty hard to tell with you, given your history." He had audibly relaxed already.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Dream pouted, perfectly aware of his war crimes, then leaned up on one arm and used a finger on the other to press seductively on Techno's lips. "But we're going to have to do it at least one more time so we can switch."

Techno leaned pitifully into his finger. "I don't wanna..."

"Come on, you know you'll love it!"

"But I'm tired."

Dream laughed and sank back down on the bed. "Not right now, don't worry, I still have some preparations to make."

"What does that mean!" Techno grumbled into nothingness as Dream giggled himself back to sleep.