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The sound of the alarm echoes across the plain. You built your home far enough away from the Prison, but the alarm struck a chord within you as it echoed through the land. Panic. You frantically began opening the chests you had stacked along the wall. Cobble, Wood, Bed; everything needed to build a temporary shelter. You kept it secret, but you knew he would be coming for you. No one knows the amount of power that he holds over you. The things that he has done to you, and you’ve known that no one will believe you. He’s made it clear.
The amount of favors you have done for him and for what? Love. Not him, he’s incapable. But you can’t stay away.
You reminisced on the time you had visited him. A shiver runs down your spine as you recall that even though you were being watched and monitored, his honey words were laced with venom. The warden couldn’t see his eyes as they bore into your soul.
“I’m so sorry, y/n. I didn’t mean to make you feel so alone,” his tongue flicking across his canines as if getting ready to sink into your neck as he had done so many times before, “what can I do for you to forgive me?” The glint in his green eyes sending a chill down your spine. You remembered talking with Puffy until the early morning unlearning everything that he had instilled upon you. How many months of work had you put in? You were going to stand your ground.
“You can rot.” You stated calmly with tears running down your face and trembling hands.
“You don’t mean that. Not my girl.” He said taking a step towards you.
“I do. I never want to see you again.” You felt your knees start to give out on you. “Sam! Please!” You sprinted to the bridge as it started sailing from the purple box. His green eyes staring you down.
“Goodbye y/n.” You heard a sniffle but, in your heart, you knew he was laughing at you.
You shake your head to get rid of the thought. You knew you had to run. There were mountains in the distance, he wouldn’t be able to track you through there. You rush downstairs heading for your door, but a small chuckle stops you in your tracks.
“I knew my pet would be right at home waiting for me.” He was stood there, warming himself by your fire. Purple armor decorating him from head to toe. “Did you miss me?”
Your bag dropped to the floor as you felt your stomach churn. “Dream.” Barely a whisper.
“Cat got your tongue?” Smile plastered on his face as he takes a step towards you.
“S-stand back,” you say as you reach for your bag desperately searching for the axe attached to the side.
“Oh, you think you’re strong now. That’s quite funny.” He spits as he takes a few long strides to appear right in front of you.
“I said stay BACK.” You swing your axe, slicing his arm.
“Don’t fucking hit me.” He stated as he pulls you up by your arm. “Y/n grew a backbone while she was here. A little isolation was good for you.” You try pulling away, but he holds your arms with a bruising grip. “You just needed toughening up. I was helping you. Look how much you grew with my help.” His hand went to your hair patting it down sending a warm tingle down your spine.
“Remember those days pet? Just you and me. Every day, cuddled in the snow. We didn’t need anyone. Just each other.” He purrs in your ear, sending you right back to where you were this time last year.
You tried pulling away and his grip eased up. You looked up at him with tears lining your eyes, but you held them down as you pressed your wrist into your eyes.
“I came for you. To take you home, to be with me,” He smiled grabbing your wet hand and giving it a small kiss, “For good this time.”
You knew it was wrong, you knew you shouldn’t forgive him. He gently rubbed his cheek against your hand kissing each of your fingers. Gentle- he had become gentle.
“It was good for me. I needed to be in the prison. I’ve thought about everything with Tommy, Techno, and you. I shouldn’t have done that. It was wrong of me to keep you alone. I wanted to spend time with you, but I now know I need to share you. Let you have a life.” His voice cracking as he speaks, shoulders shuddering as if he were about to cry.
“I just want you home,” Your palm came to his mouth as he tried covering a sob as you felt his canines scrape your skin, “please.”
“That sounds nice Dream,” you melt into his touch caressing his cheek. He was there for you when he needed it the most. He told you what the others were saying about you; what they thought of you. In private they called you ‘Dream’s whore,’ refusing to refer to you by your actual name.
“y/n. It’s been so long. I’ve missed you.” He laces his fingers in yours, kissing each one of your knuckles. “It’s been a year in the box. Please.” He pulls you in closer wrapping his hands under your ass as you jump into his arms wrapping your legs around his waist.
“Then take it.” You whisper. The minute the words leave your mouth, he dives in. Tongue pushing past your teeth to explore your mouth. A stifled moan resonates within your throat as you grind down against him. He takes your body up the stairs and you feel him smile against you. It’s home. Dream, your Dream is home. He leads you up to the bed you have. He starts to strip off his armor.
“Hurry up and undress pet.” As you frantically begin taking off your armor. Although it was just leather it helped you feel safe.
Before you knew it you were completely bare against the bed. Staring up at him, his smile unwavering. He had removed his shirt, but he was just rubbing the bulge in his pants; watching you as your face began to turn a dark shade of crimson.
“You’re as beautiful as I remember.” He approached the bed, caging your shoulders as he crashed his lips against yours. His tongue plunging in and exploring each inch of your mouth, devouring you whole.
You moaned into his mouth while his hand settled in your hair, yanking your head to the side, and exposing your neck to him. His teeth sinking into your neck marking you a dark purple, as he had done so many times before. He suckled and lapped at the sensitive skin of your neck for what felt like hours. You began growing desperate, bucking your hips against his to try and feel some relief for the pulsing of your pussy.
He rolled his eyes as his hands grabbed your hips and held you down.
“Getting desperate pet,” He growled as he slid his clothed cock against your bare pussy.
“Please.” You begged him. Your hips trying to push against his firm grip.
He pushed his pants down and freed his length from his pants rubbing it against your slit, dripping in desperation for the slightest bit of friction. You missed him, you missed this, you missed the pure bliss of being under Dream. He brought you a safety you couldn’t describe. Nothing could touch you. He was king and you were queen. Not only to one another, but to everyone. That’s why he needed to protect you, keep you safe from those who would want to take that title away from you.
It all came rushing back to you, each memory from those snow-capped mountains and the spruce forest as he leaned down and spit into your pussy, not that you needed to be wetter, but you needed to remember who you belonged to.
He pushed his cock into you quickly reaching the end of his length as he bottomed out against you. You gasped out loud and you pushed your head back against the pillows and began the gentle chorus of his name.
“Fuck Pet.” He said as he began his relentless pace against you. “You don’t know how I’ve missed being inside you.”
He left you no reprieve as he hooked his arms behind your knees and lifted your legs back and towards the bed, directly hitting your g-spot as your back arched off the bed and tears began to well in your eyes.
“Aww, you gonna cry?” He stated condescendingly as he rolled his hips against yours.
You let the tears fall freely as you began to weep with pleasure, with pain. You couldn’t be sure. You were overwhelmed.
Dream was out and he was spending time with you. Why were you crying? He said he wanted to take you home. All of that combined with the pleasure as he was buried inside you. You started seeing stars. Explosions of green and white as you felt yourself hit your peak but that did not stop Dream.
He released your legs and brought you to sit in his lap as he continued to thrust up inside you.
“Too much, it’s too much. I can’t.” You sighed while he began to lap at your tear-stained cheeks. You were beginning to feel a second orgasm approaching much too quickly as his fingers twisted and toyed with your nipples and breast with a bruise inducing grip.
“Such a crybaby for me.” He started thrusting faster against you. “Hold on tight.”
You felt his hips stutter and the pace began to falter as he quickly approached his orgasm. Your head dipped on his shoulder just at the right angle for him to latch on to your collarbone suckling you as he spilled his hot seed deep inside you. Fucking the lines of cum right against your cervix, ensuring not a single drop would escape. Your second release hit you hard as your overstimulated body sent you right over the peak, clenching your gummy walls, milking Dream for all that he had in him.
You were doing your best to hold yourself up but with the combined orgasm of you both, you lost control. He pulled out of you, and you whimpered as he let you fall against the bed, your chest heaving on every intake.
You forgot about the sirens and the hunt; all that mattered was Dream was here and he was going to take you back to your home. To your rightful places on the server.
With a scoff he looked down at the pools of cum dripping out of your heat and took two fingers and pushed the cum back inside of you. You try to pull yourself away for him.
“Please no, it’s too much.” He takes his fingers out of you, scissoring them in the air. They were slick with a combination of his cum and your wetness. He pushed his fingers into your mouth spreading your cheeks and coating your tongue in the mixture.
You suck on his fingers as if they were your lifeline. He brings you passion, laughter, and joy. It had been missing for so long. Your eyes close in bliss as you swallow his fingers down.
He pulls is fingers from your lips and sits you up.
“I’m going to have to go for a little bit, y/n,” He says squeezing your hand, “But I will try to come back as soon as I can for you.”
His green eyes glint in the sun as he is looking out the window. Scanning the horizon for any approaching bodies.
“I understand,” He begins to stand up. “But- promise me.”
He is fully standing putting on the rest of his items and taking some food and weapons from your personal stash.
“I promise.” He says not looking at you directly. He rushes over to you and kisses your forehead. With that the hair on the back of your neck stood on end and a warmth rushed down through your body. While you were relishing in the happiness of Dream being back you heard the front door whip open, and slam closed.
You collapse onto the bed desperate for the warmth that he brought you. You forgot how cold it could be when he leaves. You put something on and blinked as you looked at the setting sun and pulled your blankets tighter around you.
Your eyes lit up as you heard the door open behind you and footsteps approach.
“Dre-“ your voice caught in your throat as you saw the figure of Warden Sam in your house. “Sam. What are you doing here?”
“Don’t play dumb, y/n. Where’s Dream?”
“I don’t know. I haven’t seen him.” You lied grabbing your arm, trying to make yourself smaller.
“Don’t even give me that. Do you take me for an idiot?” the veins on his hand slightly pop out as he grips the sword tightly. You knew it was better not to answer. “I know he was here. Just look at your neck. Pathetic.”
Your hand goes up to cover the bruises littering your neck. “You disgust me you know. All that he’s done to everyone here, and you just let him-“ He points his sword at you. “Tell me where he is or I’m going to put you in the prison.”
Your heart stopped and your blood turned to ice.
“What?” You said looking up at him, your eyes filling with tears.
“You heard me y/n” he said taking a menacing step toward you. “Where did Dream go?”
“Sam, please I don’t know. I don’t know.” He takes a few quick steps over to you and grabs you by the arm. He starts dragging you out of the house.
“If you won’t tell me, then you can think about it in your cell.”
You scream as you fight against his grip, but you know it’s no use.
“DREAM. PLEASE” Your throat goes raw as he pulls you away from your home and back to where the rest of the population lives.
You weren’t in the main cell. You didn’t do anything that heinous. Although to some you deserved to be there. Tommy was sent into pure panic, Sapnap put his kingdom on lockdown, and lines were drawn between some of the newer members and those who were here to remember.
Your eyes began to dip as you stared out into the main hallway. You didn’t know what day it was or what time it was, nothing. You just woke up and walked around the room until you were tired enough to fall asleep. Time had passed and the burses that littered your body had turned various yellows and greens as they began to fade from you body. Sometimes you would press on them just to feel something.
You remembered his voice, his hands, his teeth. The time would pass, and they would forgive you and move on then you would leave and search for Dream.
In your heart you knew, you didn’t need anyone just him. You were just as good before he was put in prison. No one hurt you at that time. Dream was safety and no one could convince you otherwise. He would be there for you. He promised.