Sweet betrayal

Pain

Nightmare approached his subordinate quite slowly, letting him appreciate this moment of pleasure that will probably be the last he'll ever have.

Killer didn't seem to be bothered by this not until he started noticing his Boss's ligaments surrounding him. He narrowed his eye sockets, eyeing them with the closest attention. It seemed that our dear assassin was good at multitasking because even if he was readying himself for an eventual attack from Nightmare, he never stopped his precise thrusts into his starlight. . The bites his fingers received from Dream were a satisfying sensation, he wished that this would never end. He could lose himself while fucking his lover. His soul vibrated in delight as he imagined many of the dirty thoughts he had with Dream becoming reality, just like the one he managed to pull off only a few minutes ago.

His fantasies were cut short as he caught a glimpse of a tendril rapidly moving to aim at him. There was not only one ligament. He counted : One, two, three four, five, six. . Before he could continue, they were thrown at him with a blade like shape. Without a thought, he pulled Dream over to hold him against his chest with while he used his other hand to cut into his Boss's tendrils with his knife. They were successfully cut but without surprise, they grew back and in bigger number. He teleported out of their way and as he landed, he let go of Dream to let him rest on a bench that was present in this marvelous yet dark garden. He used telekinesis to move his clothes back in place along with his boyfriend's, making sure that he would be ready for a fight. There were a few meters distancing him from Nightmare but this wasn't going to be enough and he knew it.

The guardian was in shock while he watched everything escalate from his seat, his body was still trembling from all the pleasure it received. His vessel and soul screamed for more but with this situation, he knew he couldn't be greedy. Despite how good it all felt, thoughts rushed in his mind.

He was expecting his brother to react like this but what took him off guard the most was the fact that Killer was bold enough to have taken him in front of the King. He didn't know what to think about this. He supposed that Killer felt the need to prove a point to Nightmare but if it really was about such a thing, it would be exaggerated. The assassin was so careless, so straightforward, so daring. Dream knew that he liked playing with fire but not to that point. It became too much but even as he realized that everything his lover did was wrong, he couldn't find it in him to hate him. This was something he was willing to forgive. . He was too pure to hold a grudge.

Killer turned to give Dream a small smile before giving his attention back to the King who had the most unamused expression. He made slow gestures with his hand in his subordinate's direction, his highlight piercing through as he stared at him.

So, you are turning your back on me Killer? Choosing to betray me in the most vulgar way possible?

All of his tendrils thickened as he tilted his skull, standing tall as he continued.

You seem to forget about our deal.

Killer simply shrugged. He didn't seem to care much which angered the dark skeleton even further. He controlled one of his ligaments to move over and circled it around the other's throat, to hold him up in the air. The tendril swirled around the assassin's shoulder and down to his arm, to knock off the knife from his hand. Killer didn't do anything except stare back at the one he called 'Boss', slowly reaching over to hold on the tendril that was choking him. The more attitude he would give Nightmare, the more he would be choked. . He could nearly feel the bones in his neck crackle as he heard the King growl at him with his very corrupted tone.

The contract that you swore to honor ever since you chose to join my side. It was this contract that granted you everything you have now. . This contract that led you to be more powerful, it even allowed you to escape your miserable universe. It was all my doing.