Ripped Tights (Cream 🍋 Shitpost)

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"Hey Crossy!" Dream smiled. Cross blushed when he saw him. He was wearing a tiny dress, an apron and tights. 

"H-hey Dream..." he blushed.

"Do you want to take a shower first or dinner?" Dream pressed his thighs together, making the tights show off his curves more. "Or me?"

"C-come on." Cross held Dream hand, leading him upstairs.

"Where are we going?" Dream asked innocently.

"Bedroom, now." Cross put a hand over his nose as he felt a nose bleed.

"Are you going to take a nap?" Dream asked, cocking his head. He let himself get lead away by Cross. He was thrown onto the bed and Cross locked the door. "Cross? What are we doing?"

"I'm doing you~" Cross smirked. He jumped on Dream, kissing and licking his neck.

"Ah!~ Cross!~" a boner grew in Dream's tights, a glowing yellow showing from his black tights. "What's going on?!"

Cross rubbed against Dream, making them both moan. Dream stared at the large, purple glowing bulge in Cross's hands. He pulled the, down, showing the glowing boner.

"Suck." Cross forced Dream's head down, forcing him to take him in. He began to mouth fuck him as Dream gagged and moaned. He came, the white cum spraying into Dream's face. He looked at his forehead, lustily pink hearts replacing his happy yellow stars. Cross chuckled before Dream wiped his forehead, licking it.

"Yummy~" Dream smirked. Cross turned him around, making him bend over. He thrusted into Dream, the black tights ripping. "Daddy!~ Oh!~"

Cross thruster in and out of Dream's ass. The smaller blushed a bright yellow as the cock was shoved in and out of his ass. They both came.

Nightmare heard and once they were dressed, he killed Cross. Dean brought him back to life and locked the door again, bouncing this time.

The end.

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