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“This way please.” Tommy hears Sam say as they march through the complex system that the man had built. Pandora’s Vault was truly an awe-inspiring build, and it impressed him almost as much as it terrified him. The dark dreary walls made Tommy feel cramped, yet somehow the prison felt impossibly vast in his mind. He was sweating bullets and constantly snapping his eyes side to side. Tommy was aware of his nervous behavior, and the probability of Sam having noticed was pretty high, but he hoped the warden would simply think of it as fear of who he was visiting.
As they made their way through the winding tunnels, Sam once again directed him onto a platform, which Tommy readily stood on.
“Now I’m going to perform a manual search on you to make sure you carry no items that might aid the prisoner in escape. Is that understood?”
Tommy laughed at the expression in hope of disguising his nervousness at the query. He very much did not want Sam to find what he was carrying with him. That would actually be the worst-case scenario. In a desperate attempt to mask any inclination he was wearing contraband, he tried to distract the man. “Well, that’s what the doctor said and- “
The warden apparently took this as a confirmation, and reached forward to pat him down, and as his hands made contact with his side, Tommy violently flinched back. This made Sam pause his movements and withdraw his hands a bit. He locked eyes with Tommy, who was inwardly chastising himself for such an unwanted reaction. Sam leaned down a bit, to be more on eye-level with the boy.
“I’m very sorry, Tommy, but I have to do this if you want to go in. If it’s too much we can still turn around and leave. Are you positive that you want to visit Dream?” Sam was about to put one hand on Tommy’s shoulder, in what was sure to be comforting manner, but stopped himself, before he made contact. “I told you before, but there isn’t anything separating you from him, and I will barely be able to hear you unless you shout. There is a very real possibility that he may hurt you and I won’t be able to immediately help. You have to be sure that you want to do this.”
The boy was staring to the floor, clenching and unclenching his hands at his side. Did he actually want this?
Fuck! No, of course he didn’t! Not really. Tommy was very aware that being here, trying to visit his abuser was an incredibly stupid idea! But at the same time, Tommy needed something. Something that only Dream could give him.
After Dream was first locked away, Tommy thought it would be smooth sailing from then on. But with the crimson vines growing across the server, the very apparent hate that both Jack and Niki felt for him, and his best friend always away visiting someone else, Tommy had become lonely, depressed, and anxious. He tried to keep his thoughts occupied by building a hotel with the robot companion Sam had kindly built him, and while it helped for a while, slowly his thoughts had become worse and worse, until he could barely stand himself anymore. It made him think to the last time he had felt somewhat content. Somewhat useful. And to his terror, he realized, that the last time he truly felt that way was in exile.
With Dream.
He absolutely hated to admit this to himself, he despised these thoughts more than anything the man had actually put him through.
But thinking back to those times Dream had laid him down in his tent; had used him until they were both collapsing onto each other a panting mess. During those times Tommy genuinely felt content, with a thick fog enveloping his mind and all he could feel were the hands on his body, and the pleasure coursing through his veins. He had purpose as long as he had Dream, as long as Dream would use him.
Now that he had snapped out of the fog, he of course realized that these actions were disgusting and inexcusable, and in the back of his mind, he was always somewhat aware. But right now, he would go mad if he didn’t manage to shake his intrusive thoughts somehow, so maybe letting the fog back in was the only option.
Tommy was still doubting himself, but in his desperation he looked back at Sam and nodded. There was no turning back now. Unless of course Sam happened to find what he was carrying with him.
Sam carefully reached his hands back out, making sure that Tommy was aware of the movements, and started to pat the boy down. His movements were very delicate, as if trying not startle the boy anymore. And while he despised the pity the man was showing him, he decided to hold back the sharp remark on his tongue. Just this once.
Thankfully, the search ended quickly, and Tommy had to bite back a relieved sigh as the warden stood back up to his impressive height. Tommy saw one last hint of concern in the eyes of the man, before his look became steely again, and the Warden replaced Sam once more.
“This way then.” He said, and Tommy quickly followed on trembling legs.
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“We are now at the main cell.”
Tommy stood before a large curtain of flowing lava. The heat it radiated was near unbearable this close, but Tommy was unsure if the sweat rolling down his neck was from the molten rock or his nerves going haywire.
Just knowing that Dream was on the other side made his hair stand on end and he tried to gulp as his throat threatened to close up in panic.
Fuck! Fuck! This was fucking stupid! What was he doing!!
“Now you will have exactly thirty minutes of visitation time. At that point you will hear a chime, marking the end of the visit. You will then have 90 seconds to go to the top right corner where the water is, where you will be safely teleported out. Should you wish to leave sooner, you will have to shout. Should you not be teleported back, I will have to go and get you out myself. Is this understood?”
“Yes.”
Sam spared another glance at the boy, uncertainty in his expression. “Are you sure you want to do this Tommy?”
No! No! No!
“Yes.”
The man turned back to the machinery lining the wall. “Then I will now lower the lava.”
The wait was stretching and grueling, so much so that Sam had to constantly reassure him that everything was working fine and that he simply had to wait. The warden barely reacted to any snarky remarks Tommy was making at him so he was forced to stare forward, his stomach starting to flutter with nerves.
He started fiddling with the handkerchief around his neck, the one he had purposely worn, not only because it was an item of comfort, but also for another specific reason.
Finally, after what felt like ages, the curtain had descended, and Tommy was once again in eyesight of the man who had ruined his life.
But to the boy’s surprise, Dream wasn’t looking, only sitting against the far wall. He was so motionless, that Tommy almost suspected he may be dead. He wasn’t sure if this thought excited him, or disappointed him.
“I’m going to send you across now.”
And before Tommy could retort the platform was already moving, almost making Tommy stumble as he lurched forward with the stone beneath his feet.
As he precariously crossed the molten sea below him, he took a good look at the man slumped against the back side of the wall. His signature green hoodie had been replaced by a bright orange prison uniform, though it seemed to be charred in some places. His dirty blond hair had grown longer and was slightly disheveled and had fallen over his eyes. There was also no mask adorning his face anymore, but sadly Tommy already knew all too well what he looked like underneath.
Suddenly a barrier sprung up in the cell, blocking his line of sight shortly, and as the platform reached its destination, Tommy stepped into the small obsidian room. He turned around and saw Sam one last time before the wall closed behind him again. The barrier lowered once more with a deafening clunking noise. And they were alone.
Tommy tried to compose himself with a big inhale through the nose, forcing his body to stop shaking. And with as much confidence as he could muster, he made his way over to the man still sitting on the far side of the room.
Dream still hadn’t moved yet, even as Tommy stood right beside him, but looking closer, you could see the steady rise and fall of his chest. Not dead then. Through the messy fringe he could just make out one of his eyes, closed and peaceful.
Tommy kicked him against one of his legs. “Ey dickhead, are you not even going to say hi or anything?”
Suddenly Dream’s eye shot open, and his gaze snapped to Tommy’s face, and it felt like ice was shooting through his veins. His eyes roamed across the rest of his body, taking in every detail, and he let out a dark chuckle, which made Tommy go rigged in reaction.
“Tommy. I have to admit, you were the last person I expected to see…” Dream had pulled himself upwards somewhat, to get a better look at the boy.
A grin once again adorning his face. Tommy thought he would never have to see that smile again. “Did you come here to gloat? Big bad Dream locked away forever?” A dark shadow fell over his eyes. “I bet you’re ecstatic to see me like this.”
Tommy let out a shaky exhale, and while there was still doubt racing through his thoughts, he steeled himself for what he was about to do. He took another look at the lava curtain, making sure that no one could see them, before focusing his attention back on the man. As he spoke, he untied his handkerchief from his neck and threw it to the floor. “Let’s just get to the point.”
“What do you- “
But before Dream could finish his question, Tommy had taken one step over the man, and firmly planted himself in his lap, facing him. He saw Dream’s eyes go wide in surprise, and Tommy took some pride in knowing he could still dumbfound the man. To be fair he was dumbfounding himself with his actions.
He grabbed onto the other man’s shoulders just a bit too tightly and before the last bit of self-preservation could catch up to him, he firmly pressed his lips against Dream’s.
At first Dream didn’t react and Tommy scrunched his eyes closed. He tried to shallowly grind his hips against the other man in a desperate attempt to get things moving or else he would have humiliated himself for nothing. And then he felt a grin spread across the other’s mouth, warm hands settle over his neck and the back of his scalp, gripping his hair and pulling him closer. Rough stubble was scratching against his chin, but he barely noticed it. Dream immediately started dominating the kiss, leaning Tommy further back to gain more control. Already he could feel the fog tug at the edge of his mind, but it wasn’t quite there yet. So he parted his lips and licked softly against the others as an open invitation. Which Dream greedily accepted.
The man moved his tongue into his mouth and Tommy pushed his own against it, intertwining them in a passionate motion. The fingers in his hair strengthened their hold, tugging at the strands, forcing Tommy further into submission and his own grip on the other man’s shirt tightened.
His nose was pressed against the other’s cheek and a strong blush was rising to his own, as the lips roughly moved against him, Dream’s tongue sliding over his teeth and the roof of his mouth, making a tingle spark up his spine and a low moan to escape him. He hated how much he missed this.
As Dream suckled at his tongue, the thumb on his neck was rubbing soothingly across his skin and after so long with basically no human touch, this whole display was overwhelming Tommy in the best possible way and the fog was ready to dig its claws into him once again.
Suddenly Dream parted from him and Tommy sucked in a breath of much needed air. A trail of saliva connected them briefly as they disconnected, and Tommy already looked wrecked. He was heaving heavy breaths, his lips wet and shiny and his eyes lidded. Dream was smiling fondly at him and cupped his face with one of his hands, which Tommy readily nuzzled into.
“I must admit Tommy, you are the only one to consistently surprise me.” Tommy preened at that, laying his own hand over Dream’s, intertwining their fingers in what was sure to be a loving gesture.
The other hand moved away from the back of his neck and started snaking its way beneath Tommy’s shirt and as soon as he felt fingertips brush against his stomach, it was like electricity shot up his spine. He let a groan escape his lips and he moved his forehead against Dream’s. Through fluttering eyelashes, he could barely see the other’s face, still panting with parted lips and eyes soaking in all that Tommy had to give him.
The strong hand danced along his navel and up his lean form, and Tommy squirmed from the sensitive touches, wiggling in the other man’s lap. Through the clothes Tommy could already feel something hard press against his underside, making him light up in both shame and anticipation.
Fingers traced along his chest, over his collarbone and also the scar that sat in the center of his ribs. The same scar that the man had given him that fateful day. Tommy knew that Dream cherished this wound, adored it even. He told him that he had branded it onto his skin and that it marked Tommy as his own, his possession, his plaything. The boy was appalled and disgusted by these remarks at first, but now he could barely argue with them anymore. Dream had stuck his claws into him, strung his strings around his mind and heart and now Tommy was unable to escape him.
Dream hummed in satisfaction as his fingers brushed over one of the boy’s nipples, already perked up and sensitive to the touch, and as he slipped the bud between his fingers, Tommy let out a soft whine.
He almost got lost in the pleasure of the delicate touch, making him feel wanted and desired, when Dream suddenly halted his movements and spoke up.
“What are you doing here, Tommy?”
This question forcefully pulled him out of the soft fog and back into the reality of the situation. He moved his head to Dream’s shoulder and buried himself in the crook of his neck, taking in the musky scent and slowly letting the static into his mind again. He was hoping Dream wouldn’t try to investigate his reasons. They both knew that Dream had made Tommy dependent on him both mentally and physically, but he didn’t want to actually say it out loud.
He mumbled into the man’s skin. “Does it fuckin’ matter… just get it over with.” He once again lifted his hands onto the other’s shoulders, gripping them tightly and began grinding himself onto Dream’s crotch who sharply inhaled at the sudden movement. Tommy was agitated that there were still layers of clothes separating him from what he currently desired, but suddenly Dream’s hands tightly gripped his hips, stopping all movement, making Tommy groan in dissatisfaction.
“No Tommy, I want you to tell me.” Tommy could hear the shit-eating grin on the other’s face, and it was almost enough to consider biting the other man. He barely had any dignity left at this point. Why must Dream always do this to him. “Why are you here?”
Tommy sighed in defeat, he straightened himself up until he was looking into Dream’s eyes. He placed his hands on either side of the other man’s face in a tight grip and held an intense gaze. One of Dream’s eyebrows quirked up in confusion.
“Dream.” Tommy spoke slowly. “I want you to shove your cock so far up my ass, until I can’t feel anything else. I want you to wreck me until I can’t think anymore. I want you to mark me and bite me, so that when I look in a mirror, there is no question about who I belong to.”
There were a few seconds of intense silence following those heated statements. Dream’s eyes were wide open in apparent shock and his pupils were blown wide.
“Holy shit, Tommy.” And he suddenly smashed his lips back into his. The first kiss was rough but this one was brutal, teeth were clacking against each other, and Tommy barely had a chance against Dream’s dominating force, as his tongue once again was pushing in. He felt his shirt being lifted from the bottom and Dream only separated from him for a moment to lift it off him and throw it to the side. Immediately he sunk his head into Tommy’s neck, a sharp grip on his hair pulling his head back and making him gasp. Dream inhaled deeply and slowly laughed against his clammy skin, his hands running up Tommy’s sides and over his back, making every part he touched light up with ecstasy and heat.
“You were made just for me, Tommy.” He whispered darkly, and Tommy shuddered at the words. A far away part of his mind screaming at him to run, to not reaffirm these words through his actions.
But then Dream harshly sunk his teeth into him and Tommy had to force his hand over his mouth to not scream. He wiggled in Dream’s harsh grasp, sliding over the growing bulge below him, earning him sounds of approval from the other man, and the last part of Tommy’s common sense was buried under the addicting layer of fuzzy static that laid across his thoughts.
Drool had begun to drip down the side of Tommy’s mouth and his eyes were half-lidded and unfocused, as Dream pressed soft lips over the wound. He felt a wet tongue slide over the little punctures and lap at any blood that had leaked. Then he moved to another spot, giving it a quick kiss before parting his mouth and sucking a harsh hickey onto his neck, which forced Tommy to groan in a lust-filled daze. He hadn’t felt so alive in weeks.
Slowly both of Dream’s hands trailed down his back and beneath the hem of Tommy’s pants. As the man moved the assault on his neck over to his shoulder, he felt fingers tightly grip his ass. Tommy whined in his delirium and wrapped his hand around the back of Dream’s neck, forcing him closer than he already was, and arched his back to give him better access.
“God, I trained you so well…” He heard the man quietly mumble to himself, but Tommy could barely hear him, too intoxicated by the treatment Dream was giving him.
With a torturously slow speed, he began to massage and caress his ass, pushing and pulling it apart and Tommy felt like he was in heaven, but he was also dimly aware about what Dream was about to find.
Ever so gradually, he spread his cheeks apart and fingers slowly travelled down to the rim of his entrance. But suddenly Dream pauses all movement, and Tommy gingerly pressed his head back into Dream’s shoulder.
He felt fingers slide along the edge of the hilt of the buttplug he had inserted into himself before coming here and shivered. They glided over the top of it before roughly grabbing on, making it move around inside him and Tommy moaned out in delight.
“Fuck Tommy, you really thought of everything, huh?” He heard whispered against him. Tommy had of course assumed that bringing something like lube into a maximum-security prison would not only be impossible, but also incredibly embarrassing. But knowing Dream’s girth, he couldn’t really go in unprepared, so he did the next best thing. Lubing up one of the plugs Dream had so graciously left him, and desperately hoping that Sam wouldn’t notice it.
Tommy slowly nodded into Dream’s shoulder at the revelation, a blush covering his face. Then he was gripped by the arms and once again forced to look Dream in the eyes. “Strip, right now.” And Tommy let out a shaky exhale at the command. He slowly lifted himself from the other’s lap, already missing the intoxicating heat. He stood on quivering legs and began to relieve himself of shoes and shorts. As he undressed, he noticed the man slowly palming himself through his own garments. Dream noticed he was looking and made direct eye-contact, before smirking and licking his lips.
Almost naked he slipped his thumbs beneath the hem of his boxers, looking to the other man for approval, who slowly nodded. He then pulled them down beneath his hips, and his cock jumped out, already at full attention. He stepped out of his undergarments and couldn’t help but notice the hungry look Dream was giving him.
Tommy thought he would get used to the feeling of standing naked before the man, but he still felt flustered as Dream’s gaze practically ate him up.
The other man then indicated to sit back down; an offer that Tommy graciously accepted.
As Tommy situated his knees either side of Dream’s legs, he was quickly pulled back into a quick kiss. It didn’t last long and as the man pulled away, Tommy subconsciously chased after the other man’s lips, which earned him a warm chuckle.
With a low tone Dream breathed into his ear. “Now, I want you to pull my cock out, so I can finally fuck you like you deserve.” Tommy shuddered at the instructions, but immediately moved his shaking hands downward and began opening the fly on the other man’s pants. It took some effort, and some shimmying on Dream’s side, but soon there was enough room to reach beneath his boxers and feel the skin of Dream’s cock under his palm and fingers. The man let out a raspy breath as Tommy gripped around it and finally pulled it out of its confines.
It stood erect and was already leaking as Tommy delicately moved his fingers around it, earning him a satisfied hum. He already knew it was big but seeing it again after so long left Tommy breathless, knowing it would soon be fully filling him once again.
Dream once again pulled him back in, one hand on his back and the other on his ass.
“Now, let’s get rid of this, shall we?”
Tommy knew that he didn’t have to answer that question as fingers once again gripped the hilt of the plug, wiggling it around somewhat as Tommy held his breath in anticipation.
Ever so slowly, Dream started to pull, and his eyes rolled back at the intense feeling. The metal was dragging over his walls, and the wide middle was pushing against the rim, making Tommy’s teeth clench at the feeling. Before he could properly prepare himself, Dream gave another quick pull and the plug popped out of him, and Tommy moaned at the strange sensation.
He suddenly felt very empty as he panted into Dream’s shoulder, barely noticing the man as he put the plug aside, base down. But he didn’t have to feel that way for long as fingers moved back over his ass. One hand roughly pulled at a cheek, while the other meticulously danced along the rim, teasing the boy lovingly, gathering some of the lube that was spilling out of him. Just as Tommy was about to move himself onto the finger himself, it was roughly shoved into him, making him jolt forward and his back arch even more.
“Shh, it’s okay.” Dream whispered, adoration lacing his tone. He began slowly moving the digit in and out and Tommy whimpered. “Fuck, you’re so perfect. Tommy. All for me…”.
He slowly inserted a second finger and began pumping them in and out, tightly gripping his hip with the other hand. Soon a third and fourth finger was added, and Dream hummed with satisfaction, as he stretched the hole out.
Tommy was a quivering mess, all coherent thoughts long gone, which he was eternally grateful for, as the only thing on his mind was the pleasure the man under him was giving him.
He whined in dissatisfaction as the fingers were pulled out and he was roughly pulled back onto his lap and into another kiss. Under him he could feel the hard length of Dream pulsing between his cheeks as was sat onto it. Without waiting for an order, Tommy slid his hips forward, feeling the head of Dream’s cock rub against his puckered hole, making them both gasp in delight. He continued to slide his hips over the man’s dick, desperate to feel anything, before Dream had to dig his fingers into his hips to stop him.
“You always were impatient.” He panted through wet lips.
Slowly, he lifted the boy up with one hand, using the other to guide the tip of his cock against Tommy’s entrance. But he couldn’t wait any longer and slammed his hips down, pushing until he was bottomed out. The sudden movement made Dream moan loudly, and Tommy threw his head back in pure euphoria. His tongue was hanging out of his mouth and his eyes had rolled back at the feeling of finally being so full again. The plug was one thing, but the human texture of Dream’s cock pushing through him, the head and veins catching onto his walls, everything was pure bliss.
Quickly he pulled himself back up as far as he could go, relishing at the drag of its girth inside him, before pistoning back down. He began moving his hips as fast as he could up and down the length, wrapping his arms around Dream’s neck.
“God, you must have really missed me”
He felt a tight grip on his hips and suddenly hips were thrusting up to meet him and he wanted to scream. Rough hands were now pushing him downwards in a desperate attempt to go even deeper. All of a sudden, he felt lips back on his neck and teeth scraping deliciously over his skin. He could feel tears burning in his eyes from the overwhelming sensations he was being put through.
“You don’t know how much I missed you, Tommy.” He heard panting next to him. Dream angled Tommy’s hips a bit differently and thrusted back up, and Tommy saw stars at the motion, having finally hit that sweet spot that Dream knew so well. “I thought of you everyday in this godforsaken prison.” Another harsh thrust made Tommy cry out and he forcefully gripped Dream’s hair, but the other didn’t even seem bothered by it. Too enraptured by the boy riding his dick like his life depended on it. “Everyday I’d touch myself to the thought of you. The idea of seeing your face again as I fucked the brains out of you is all that kept me going. I was worried that I had put all that work into you for nothing”
Without warning, he pulled out of him, and Tommy was suddenly pushed back and let out a yelp of surprise at the unexpected movement. Dream now had him lying on his back on the prison floor. He gripped the underside of Tommy’s knees and pushed them almost into the boy’s chest as he leaned forward. Tommy was looking at him with wide eyes as Dream grinned at him, pure obsession in his eyes.
“I’m glad I had nothing to worry about.”
And with that he pushed back into the boy, now in a full mating-press, he could go even deeper. The thrusts become harsher and more violent as Dream started to chase his own pleasure. His balls slapping against his backside with every pump. The heated room filled with sounds of skin slapping against skin and desperate moans.
Tommy was blissed out, his head rolling to the side with drool running down his chin as he was rocked into the floor. The rough obsidian was scratching up his back and his hands were frantically searching for anything to grab onto, but only found the harsh stone beneath him. His own cock laid heavy and leaking against his stomach, throbbing, but unable to release.
After a while Dream started pushing Tommy’s legs further into his chest, almost bending him in half, sweat dripping off his face onto the boy beneath him, his hair on his neck was standing on end as his thrusts started to become wilder and unfocused. The man was unrelenting, and Tommy reveled in it, unable to even speak as every harsh thrust hit that bundle of nerves perfectly, making his mind go blank in the ecstasy.
Suddenly Dream pushed himself further forward, until his forehead was pressed firmly against the scar in the middle of Tommy’s chest. He clenched his teeth and with one last violent push into the boy, going as deep as he could go, he released his load into Tommy. His balls pressed firmly against his ass as he shuddered at the intense orgasm.
Tommy could feel the cock pulsing inside him, and the warmth he desired so much rushing into him. Dream lazily gave a few final thrusts, making sure nothing was wasted as Tommy clenched around him with a heavenly feeling, before collapsing on top of the boy in a panting mess, making sure his dick was still sheathed deep inside him.
After slowly coming down from his high he pushed himself up and took a look at the boy under him. And Dream loved what he saw. Tommy truly looked like he just had his brains fucked out of him. Eyes rolled back and red cheeks. Hair disheveled and messy from being pushed against the floor. And cock still lying heavy and untouched. Dream smiled at his toy. He was absolutely perfect.
He looked over and searched for the item he had put aside earlier. Luckily the plug was still standing base down where he had left it. He reached over and grabbed it, noticing it was still wet with lube. Tommy had really gone all out with preparation, making Dream swell up with pride. Not for the boy, but because he himself had him trained so well. He still couldn’t believe Tommy had finally found his freedom and he still came crawling back for more.
He leaned down and gave Tommy a quick peck on the cheek, who whined at feeling. Tommy couldn’t speak or think anymore, the warm fog completely taking over everything. He was at Dream’s complete mercy.
Ever so gently the man pulled Tommy’s ass further up, slowly slipping his dick out. He heard the boy moan quietly as the cock once again dragged against his insides.
As soon as the head of Dream’s dick pulled out of the puckering hole, he quickly replaced it with the tip of the plug, making sure nothing leaked out. With an agonizing pace he pushed the contraption back inside the quivering body, the middle part stretching him once again. He heard Tommy mewl beneath him and finally, with one last push, it popped into place, with the base snugly fitting over the filled-up hole. Tommy gasped at the sensation, and in his intoxicated state started reaching up for the man, still desperate for release.
Dream quickly shushed him as his backside was lowered back onto the floor. “Hey, it’s okay Tommy. I got you.” He took the boys face into his hands and planted kisses on both cheeks, which were stained with tears.
He then crawled backwards until he was situated between Tommy’s legs, and placed his hand lovingly on his cock, which twitched beneath him. He heard the boy moan out, at finally being given some attention.
Dream then laid his hands on the inner thighs and spread them so Tommy was on full display, the plug still very visible. His fingers traced his skin with adoration, thinking back to the times he left these littered with hickeys and bites. He slowly leaned forward and planted his lips onto the side of the right thigh, sucking in a quick bruise as a memento. Tommy was trembling in his grip.
He then turned his attention to Tommy’s cock, taking it into one hand, hearing the boy gasp. He slowly moved his fingers up and down the quivering length, thumbing the slit which made the body beneath him jump. He mouthed against the side of it, before pressing his lips against it in a mock kiss. Slowly he slid his tongue along the skin, relishing in the noises the boy was making for him. He went down to the base before moving upwards and trailing over the tip, gathering up the leaking precum. Leisurely he swirled his tongue around the tip, properly tasting the boy, before wrapping his lips around it. Tommy moaned in delight, still scratching his nails against the stone under him.
Dream began to slowly move himself up and down the first part of the cock, generously moving his broad tongue against it. Suddenly he moved himself straight to base, burying his nose in Tommy’s happy trail, and feeling the tip of his cock in the back of his throat. Tommy almost howled in response but instead brought his fist up to bite down on his knuckles instead. Dream started pistoning himself up and down, every so often deepthroating the boy, and swallowing around the tip, making him groan in his blissed-out state while Dream hummed in satisfaction.
He heard Tommy start to breathe faster and harder which made Dream quicken up his movements. Dream heard the boy babbling out his name, thrusting his hips upwards in a desperate motion and before he knew it, Tommy let out a cry and Dream felt warmth gush into his mouth. He quickly pushed himself back down, making sure not a drop was spilled as he began swallowing around Tommy’s cock. He milked the boy until nothing remained and slowly pulled himself up before pulling off the cock with a satisfying pop.
Dream licked his lips and looked down at the boy, whining and mewling from being completely overstimulated by what had just transpired.
Dream laughed quietly to himself as he leaned back down. “I’m sorry Tommy, but you were the most delicious thing I have had in weeks.” He gave the boy who seemed to be barely conscious, a quick peck on the side of his face before laying himself down beside him.
He rearranged Tommy until he had his head laying on his chest and pulled the body closer to him.
Subconsciously Tommy reached one hand over the man onto the other’s shoulder, nuzzling his face further into the man’s chest. Dream smiled with something almost akin to fondness.
Tommy was zoning in and out of consciousness, his thoughts nothing but mush and joy. Finally, someone who didn’t see him as a burden. Someone who cared for him and adored him. And after this session it was like a heavy blanket laid itself over his dark thoughts and he allowed himself to just be Dream’s. At least for a while.
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They were suddenly jolted awake by a loud chime ringing through the cell, marking the end of the visit. “I guess it’s time.” He pried an unwilling Tommy out of his arms. “Go on, get dressed.”
The boy didn’t need to be told twice, and gathered himself up, very aware of the plug moving around inside him. He gathered his clothes and made himself as presentable as possible as the fog over his mind partly began to lift. He swiftly brushed his fingers through his hair in attempt to tame it before he felt a warm presence pushing up behind him, whispering next to him.
“Don’t worry too much, your hair is always messy anyway.” Dream planted a kiss under his ear. He then felt fabric as the man started tying the handkerchief back around his neck, effectively hiding all hickeys and bruises that were left there. “Smart move to bring this along. You know I find your neck irresistible.” He slid the cloth back down for a second to give another quick peck before it bounced back into place.
Then Dream moved around Tommy until he was standing in front of him. He took his face in his hands, forcing him to look him in the eyes. “You were always such a clever boy. My clever boy.” And then he planted one last kiss onto Tommy’s lips, and it was so gentle and so loving that Tommy almost forgot to breathe.
As Dream parted from him, Tommy saw a dark look in his eyes. His tone had a steely edge to it. “You’re mine. Now and forever, do you understand?”
“I’m… I’m yours, Dream.” And he saw a smile spread across his lips and that hint of possessiveness glint in his green eyes.
Dream then guided him to the corner of the room, where Tommy stood, waiting for Sam to let him out. His mind was still filled with a soft fog.
Dream waved at him with a warm smile. “See you soon!”
Something in the back of his mind was screaming at him, as the world began to change around him, and he was teleported away.