MCYTER ONE SHOTS (M)

Too Much Of A Good Thing (smut) (technowastaken)

Hi! This was request from a while ago, sorry I always take forever but here it is!

Ship:  technowastaken
Prompts/Kinks/TWS:
severe overstimulation, roughness/manhandling, degradation, name-calling, bondage, voyerism, blindfold, techno is supposed to be a bit of a sadist but tbh I didn't write it that well, daddy used once bc I thought it was funny, safeword use, cockring, toys, cute aftercare n communication n shit at the end
definitely lazily speedran the end at 4am but it's cool

"Hgh!" Dream gruffed as he was harshly pushed down against the desk with complete disregard for the papers he had organized there, his hands held crossed behind his back.

"You're gonna act all bratty with me and expect to get away with it, bitch?" Techno pressed his hips against his backside, gritting his teeth, being sure to really have fun puttting on his little show. Clay simply laughed at him with a smile, trying his best to keep his own act up. His mean words only turned him on more.

"What are you gonna do about it? You weren't acting so tough back there in front of everyone else." Techno pressed his hips further into him, Dream's hips pushing harshly into the hard table.

"Don't make me embarrass you, pet." He says calmly. "I can give you just the same treatment. Don't think for one second that I give a fuck." He smirked, biting his tounge to the side in a cocky way. Normally, he wouldn't be so harsh, but he'd really pissed him off this time. Of course, it wasn't like it wasn't on purpose, it was his way of asking for it, after all, but damn if it didn't make it all the more sadistically fun for him.

"Oh? And what exactly are you gonna do?" Dream rolled his ass back against Techno's crotch as best he could. "Tease me? Edge me? Make me beg?"

"Oh no, that's nothing compared to what I have in mind." He jams his pelvis back forward into the desk edge, making Dream let out a small groan. "If it's attention you want, I'll give it to you." He grits.

       "Y-You will?" Techno lets go of his arms, knowing he won't go far, and pulls out a black rope from the desk drawer where he'd hidden it earlier, looping it into cuffs around his subs wrists, securing them into place. "What the fuck?" He protests, but happily lets him.

"Obviously, I can't trust you to be good, now can I?" He places his hands on the sides of Dream's hips, gripping them as he grinds against him little by little. "Little bitch, trying to embarrass me like that in front of everybody? You just can't get enough can you?"

"Heh, so what? Gonna actually do something about it or just keep fucking talking?" Dream teases. Techno takes one hand and reaches up to his hair, yanking his head to look sideways at him. Dave leans over to speak lowly into his ear.

"My little toy wants to be played with so much? Fine. I'll play with you until you break." He growls, and Dream can't help but take a deep breath in, pausing for a good moment.

"...Promise?"

"Swear." He growls, biting his earlobe. Dream's breath is already heavy with excitement beneath him. Techno stands up straight once again to aggressively yank down Dream's jeans and boxers, giving his now bare skin a smack before grabbing a handful of ass, leaning down to kiss and bite his neck behind his ear. Dream groaned as he tilted his head as best he could to expose more, his back arching into his touch a little.

Soon enough, he was undoing his own pants with a gruff warning of "Down, pup." to Dream before pulling himself out. Dream, of course, didn't listen, resulting in him being pushed down against the desk once again with an omfph. Techno thrusts his cock in between Dream's thighs a few times, jerking him off in rhythm. Dream's breath audibly shakes, pushing into his touch, desperate for anything he could get right now. With a chuckle, he flips him over onto his back, taking a second to let him move his hands around to the front above his head so he wouldn't have to be too uncomfortable. He held them there, hovering above him with a smug smirk.