Sanders Sides Smut Book [ Requests Closed ]

Prinxiety - Wet Dream

Trigger Warning: NSFW, riding, choking, mentions of blindfolds and bonds in the beginning, wet dreams, rough sex, slight degrading, Daddy kink, dirty talk
Side note: title picture has nothing to do with the story
Edit- this is top!Virgil and bottom!Roman, sorry :|

"Fuck, right there!"

Roman gasped as his prostate was hit dead on, letting out a cry of pleasure and trying to push back against his lover. He received a harsh slap on his ass from Virgil, hearing a growl and trying not to whimper in excitement at what it was going to bring. Though he couldn't see through the cloth that was tied around his eyes, he could feel every touch, and let out a soft groan when he felt Virgil's hand wrap around his throat.

Without any warning to the princely side, Virgil began pounding into him, tears of happiness beginning to run down Roman's face as he did so. He continuously moaned out his boyfriend's name, at one point even screaming it loudly.

"Sir, Daddy, so close," he babbled, instinctively trying to tug his hands free of the bonds that held them in place. Grinning, Virgil reached down and wrapped a hand around Roman's dick, jerking him off in time to the thrusts. "Cum for me, princess," he growled. Roman felt the heat growing intense in his stomach, so close to relief, and with a whine, he finally-

He woke up.

He let out a soft whimper at first, turning to look at his sleeping lover. It was a dream. It had all been a dream.

It made sense, he supposed. Virgil was always gentle with him, always making sure that he felt good and wouldn't get hurt. He knew what the emo liked, but what he didn't know was why he wouldn't engage in those kinds of activities with him. Sure, he was a prince, but he wasn't fragile. He wouldn't break. And god, he wanted Virgil to do so many things to him, but he didn't know how to ask. That was something Roman was always a bit hesitant about; he was normally fine with letting the world know what he wanted, but when it came to talking about what he wanted in bed...he felt awkward.

Shaking away his thoughts, he glanced down. Sure enough, he was horny, almost to the point of pain. He bit his lip and looked up at Virgil, slowly wrapping his legs around him and grinding against his thigh. He had to hide a moan so he didn't wake him up, but even the slightest touch made him want to cry out.

Unbeknownst to Roman, Virgil was very much awake. He had woken up to hear Roman's whimpers, carefully watching his face to see if he was having a nightmare. He was surprised to see it screw up in pleasure, and he had to force himself not to reach out and help him along.

That being said, though he had closed his eyes again, he could feel Roman against his thigh, and it took everything in his willpower not to pounce on him and devour him the way he was. Due to Roman's soft, breathy moans, however, his own problem soon grew. Roman didn't seem to notice, and startled when he felt Virgil sit up.

"Wet dream, baby?" the emo asked gently.

Roman whimpered and nodded without saying anything, desperately grinding against Virgil's thigh and finally letting out a loud, high-pitched moan. He whined when he felt his boyfriend's hands rest on his hips, holding him still. "Now, did Daddy say you could touch him?"

Virgil growled in Roman's ear, sending a shiver through the prince. "No," he replied guiltily, desperate to reach his release but unable to with Virgil holding on him.

"Then why did you do it?" Virgil continued, rubbing Roman's sides gently. "Don't you know you could have asked Daddy and he'd help you?"

Roman whimpered again, hanging his head ashamedly. "D-Daddy," he said hesitantly. "If I asked you to be more...rough with me...would you do it?" His face turned red. "And I don't just mean physically."