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Dream looked across the snowy field, scrutinizing the cobblestone tower in the distance. His nose twitching in displeasure. Technoblade was outright lying to him and he wasn’t a fool. He’d heard the telltale signs of Tommy’s presence whilst scouring the cabin during his last visit. The cabin had been in disarray, much unlike how Technoblade often preferred to keep his place.
In his few visits before, there had been care behind every placement. Technoblade had never been unnecessarily messy.
Now, the place looked as though a tornado had misplaced everything. The blanket Techno kept folded across the back of the sofa was crumpled and forgotten on the floor. The shoes by the door had lost their organization, and Dream didn’t miss the empty space where one pair seemed to be missing. The kitchen had multiple forgotten glasses sitting atop the counter. And Dream’s brief glance at the chests Techno used for storage revealed that the strict organization had been forgotten.
His eye twitched lightly. Technoblade certainly couldn’t think he was this dumb.
“As I was say’n man, there’s nothin’ here. Maybe it’s best you go on your way and.. show up on someone else’s doorstep.” The piglin hybrid was stepping closer, his hands coming to settle on Dream’s shoulders and escort him down the porch‘s stone steps.
The blonde stepped back and away from the other hybrid. His eyes were still trained on the ugly architecture in the distance.
“Say, Techno. I never took you as the type to build… what was it ‘assertive cobblestone towers of power.’” Dream laughed, finally glancing up at the piglin. “You don't really think I’m that stupid, do you?”
Technoblade’s expression twisted into a frown as he looked down at Dream.
“Look man, I’ve already told you, Tommy isn’t here.”
“I don’t believe you.” Dream spoke slowly, glancing past the piglin. “And I can always cash in a certain favor.”
Dream wouldn’t, he still had use for it, but what Techno didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.
Technoblade stilled then, his breath catching in his throat as his eyes searched Dream. As if somehow wishing Dream didn’t have it within him to follow through. He couldn’t help his grin, that all but confirmed it, as he slipped past Techno to enter the house. A smell hit him at the door, one he realized he’d been smelling all along. Something in Dream paused and he glanced back at Technoblade, his brows furrowed and Dream could see the quick rise and fall of the other’s chest.
“Techno are you..?” He sniffed the air again, his nose twitching.
Tommy might not be in the house after all. Not with this going on.
Technoblade moved to block Dream from entering further, but the blonde slipped past. His nose continued to twitch and something deep within his gut began to stir.
“Now’s not a good time.” Techno rumbled.
“Seems like it.” Dream just walked further in, looking around for further signs of Tommy’s presence. He glanced towards a small cabinet he’d been certain he’d heard noises from during his last visit and approached, pulling the doors open.
“Dream, come on man. Ya don’t need to go through my things like that.” Dream remained silent, brow furrowed as he searched for any signs of particles.
“I know he’s here.” Dream insisted and a hand was on his shoulder
“He's not. We’ve been over this.” Techno was panting, Dream could see how damp the fur around his neck was from his rut. The presence of an omega hardly helped. Technoblade had strong resolve.
Tommy at the very least wasn’t in the cabinet.
Was there another place within the home he could be staying? One where he wouldn't be bothered by Techno’s growing issue. Dream wracked his brain for answers. Some hidden door or room Dream didn’t have knowledge of?
“Oh I’m sure.” Dream moved closer, grin venomous behind his mask. “Tell me Techno, what are you thinking right now?”
The piglin hybrid had started trembling at some point. His hands shook by his sides and he heaved a sigh as he looked at Dream. His eyes leveled with his mask, exhausted and needy.
“You do not want to know that man.” Dream’s brows rose up in surprise. His grin sharpened.
“Hmm, I may have an idea.” He mused, stepping closer. The smell of Techno’s rut was so thick he could hardly think about anything else. His hand went to rest on the piglin’s chest, touch light.
Technoblade was massive, his form hulking before Dream. It was enough to get him excited at the prospect. That such a strong alpha seemed so desperate for him. Techno let out a low whine at the touch. If Tommy was staying here, he certainly wasn’t around. Not that Dream would care at this particular moment.
His own head was getting a bit fuzzy, affected by the hormones seeping from Techno. He stepped closer.
“Tommy’s not here?” Dream asked again, pulling away to look back towards the cabinet, but Techno was quicker. The piglin leaned in further, large hands finding Dream’s waist and tugging him closer. There was a snout at his neck, inhaling Dream’s scent.
The rabbit shuddered, his ears falling back as he felt whatever resolve he had left crumbling. His heat wouldn’t be so easily triggered, he took blockers for a reason. But that didn’t mean Dream couldn’t be tempted. His body was reacting, a strange wetness settling between his thighs.
“No, Shuddup.” Techno grumbled into his neck, his hand was roaming across his skin until it slipped beneath his shirt. His hands were hot against Dream and the omega let out a small moan. This was certainly happening.
Dream stood still as the alpha touched him, his hand traveling south and slipping below his waistband. He couldn’t stifle the gasp as Techno’s hand pressed against him, feeling the gathering slick.
The piglin rumbled in approval, one of his fingers sliding against the weeping entrance of his cunt and slipping inside, his legs spread as best they could whilst he stood.. He was gasping against Techno’s chest, clinging to him as the finger inside him began to steadily pump in and out.
Another pushed in just moments later and Dream moaned out.
This had certainly not been on his list to expect when he’d showed up. Not that Dream minded, Techno’s touch felt good, it was soft and gentle in the way that excited Dream’s body. As though despite his desperate need for the omega, he was considering his pleasure as well. Not to mention his fingers alone were thick enough for Dream to feel the stretch. It was enough to excite him.
All too quickly, he was empty again and Techno’s hand was sliding from his pants. Dream whined, pressing closer to the alpha to encourage him to continue. His mind was reeling, why did he stop?
Techno just hushed him in return, damp fingers nudging Dream’s mask up and pressing against Dream’s lips before pushing in. Dream relented, tasting himself on Techno and letting his eyes flutter shut.
“So eager already.” Technoblade mused, watching Dream suck his fingers clean. “Let’s take this upstairs.”
Strong arms wrapped around Dream, lifting him and carrying him towards the ladder by the door. He let out a whine, his brain fried at the idea of getting laid. And with Techno of all people.
He blindly climbed up the ladder, Techno close behind. He was trembling, his own body eager and ready. No doubt Techno could smell it and no doubt it affected him.
Dream waited as Techno climbed up. Standing beside the ledge until the piglin stepped onto the floor, his arms reaching to pick Dream up and carry him.
Tommy was forgotten as Dream was laid back against the bed. The blankets and sheets were already in disarray, and the bed still warm from Techno lying there earlier whilst dealing with the onslaught of his rut.
Dream was here to help now.
Technoblade’s body was pressed flush against his own, Dream’s legs splayed out on each side of him as their groins pressed against one anothers. He was desperate, hips rutting upwards for more friction. He wanted to feel Techno’s fingers inside himself once more.
“Fucking hurry.” Dream demanded, his hands coming up to grip at Techno and pull him closer. The piglin chuckled, reaching down to tug at Dreams pants. He whined as Techno’s body moved away in order to pull his garments off. His pants and underwear were quickly tossed over the hybrids shoulder the second he was free of them and Dream whined at the exposure. Techno’s cabin was kept warm and cozy, but it felt cold against his nether region as he was exposed to it.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were the one in heat.” Techno rumbled, pressing close to him once more. His fingers were back on Dream, trailing across his body and feeling. They slipped beneath his shirt to grope at his chest. Dream wanted his hands elsewhere, bucking his hip upwards and against Techno’s groin.
“Shut up.” Dream grumbled, his eyes fluttering shut as Techno pinched at his nipple. It wasn’t like he got laid very often.
Technoblade chuckled, his other hand rubbing at Dream’s side. His touch was gentle and soft unlike any Dream had experienced before. Unlike any alpha should be during rut. Dream would complain if he hadn’t liked it so damn much.
He reached forward, grabbing at Techno and pulling him closer. His hands grasped at the thin shirt he was wearing, impatiently tugging at it.
“Take it off.” He demanded, drawing another laugh from the piglin.
“You complain when I’m not touching you and you complain when I am.” He mused, pulling back to tug his shirt off and watching Dream’s expression falter. The bunny hybrid reached out for Techno, only grinning once the other was closer once more. Their stomachs flush against one another.
Technoblade was large, his body muscular and covered in a layer of pink fur much like the rest of his kind. Dream ran his fingers over the piglin’s shoulders, feeling the softness of his fur. For such a battle hardened and terrifying figure, Techno was pleasant both to look at and touch.
Dream grinned to himself, giddy at the idea of bedding The Blood God.
“Keep touching me.” Dream demanded, wanting to feel Techno’s fingers inside himself once more. Since the first moment they’d slipped inside him, Dream wanted nothing more than to have all of Techno. His legs splayed open and Techno’s gaze wandered downward.
“I’m workin’ on it.” Techno grumbled, but Dream couldn’t help his triumphant grin, Techno’s breath had faltered. The piglin was all too eager to touch him. Techno’s hand was warm as it came up to touch his side once more, rubbing circles into his skin with his thumb. And only when Dream wiggled more beneath him and hooked a leg around his waist did Techno’s hand begin to trail downwards.
It wasn’t the first and it likely wouldn’t be the last that Dream was dumbfounded by the other’s composure. Maybe that was what it took to be legend- to ignore the calls of biology and one’s body. Dream himself could never, when his heat often stuck he'd be a writhing mess, begging for any alpha to take away the torment. At least he had his friends to assist. Sapnap and George weren’t exactly his ideal mates, but Dream thought the three of them would be great together should anything happen.
He watched Techno’s hand trail down, running along the trail of tan fur that ran from his stomach downwards. His breath hitched slightly and Dream bit into his lower lip as Techno’s fingers dipped between his legs and rubbed lightly against him.
Dream’s hands fisted into the sheets as the fingers rubbed his lips, light and feathery. It was enough to excite Dream, but not enough to truly pleasure him. He’d curse the piglin if he hadn’t wanted his touch so damn bad.
The touch grew more present, fingers slipping past his folds but not quite sinking in. The slick Dream was producing could rival someone in heat. His hips bucked up against the fingers further as Techno’s hand moved to rub gently against his clit. Slow and perfect circles that had Dream practically writhing as he begged the hybrid for more.
Finally, the piglin relented. He leaned back with a light chuckle and took one last proper look of Dream before sinking his fingers into the warmth between his legs. It was two at first, slipping in all too easily. Dream was wet enough that Techno thought the omega might be able to take his length without any proper prep. Dream wanted this desperately and Techno- whilst not outwardly showing it, was just as eager.
The fingers inside him began to pump in and out, slowly at first and steadily picking up a rhythm. Dream was moving his hips along with the movements, the heavy slick making obscene noises as Techno’s hand worked.
A knot began to form in Dream’s lower stomach, reacting to the pleasure the alpha above him was providing. Dream almost wished he was in heat, the idea of blindly mating with the alpha wasn’t an unpleasant one. Dream let out a moan at the thought, his eyes fluttering shut.
God, he hadn’t even had the alpha’s dick and he was already imagining some stupid picket fence fantasy.
A third finger began to press into him and Dream gasped, eyes widening at the intrusion. It felt all too terribly good. He clutched to Techno, fingers digging into pink fur as his body reacted to the further stretch. He still wanted more.
"You have no idea what you’re doin’ to me Dream.” Techno rumbled from above him and all too suddenly he was empty.
Dream let out near pathetic whine, his mouth falling open to ask Techno why he’d stopped. Techno hushed him before he could, instead moving to undo the buckle of his belt and unzipping his pants. His length was straining against the fabric and Dream stared eagerly as it finally sprang free.
Techno was large. To the point it nearly gave Dream pause despite his eagerness. Dream could have easily guessed as much just from the frame Techno cut, but seeing it was a whole other thing.
“We’ll take it slow.” Techno assured, easily reading the onslaught of nerves on Dream’s face. “We can still… stop if you don’t want to anymore.”
Dream looked up at Techno, eyes wide at the suggestion. He wasn’t sure anyone had truly offered that before. Usually once he’d gotten to this step it was a done deal, especially with an alpha in rut. Especially with such a needy and eager omega splayed out like he was.
Sapnap had never offered anything like that. Not that Sapnap had ever done anything he hadn’t wanted. It just threw him off how much Techno seemed to care.
Something bubbled up within Dream, something dangerous that he couldn’t afford to feel. His brows furrowed and Dream pulled Techno back in, arms closing around his shoulders.
“Don’t be stupid.” He muttered, shutting himself down and spreading his legs open further. It was just sex. Sex that could possibly get him that much closer to securing a proper alliance with The Blood God.
Tehcno huffed in displeasure, but Dream felt the blunt head of his tip press against his entrance nevertheless. His breath hitched and he closed his eyes as he braced himself for whatever came next.
There was pressure and Dream gasped as his body gave and opened for the other. The head of Techno’s length slipped in, wide enough that Dream’s hands went to tangle instead in the sheets below him.
The piglin stopped pressing for a moment, instead leaning in to sniff at Dream’s neck, inhaling his scent and shuddering. He continued a moment later, slowly, so painfully slow to the point Dream wanted to yell. Techno’s patience was driving him over the edge and he just wished to be full at this point.
With each new inch, Dream began to feel a cramp developing deep within himself. Small at first and growing more agonizing with each passing inch. Dream shifted, his teeth digging into his lower lip as a low groan slipped out from his lips.
Finally, Dream reached out to press a hand against Techno’s chest. He was panting slightly and he could tell whatever control Techno had before was now slipping.
“One..” Dream gasped, he felt so terribly full. A low pain ebbed from his entrance as Dream glanced down between them. “One second.”
He finally managed the words although the piglin had already paused. Techno still had a few inches left to go. His knot was already swelling and Dream’s cunt ached further at the thought of taking it.
Techno remained patient with each passing second. He was panting with the strain to not submit and fuck Dream sideways then and there. The fur around his neck was slick with sweat and Dream looked up at the ceiling as he struggled to gather his resolve. He could do this.
Finally, after a few agonizing minutes, Dream nodded. The words wouldn't come out as he mouthed a weak ‘yeah’ to the other, not that it was seen from behind his mask. But Techno understood and all too soon that pressure was back inside him. A groan forced itself from his lips as he squeezed his eyes shut. The few inches left of Techno’s dick felt endless, pressing in further and further. Inwards and further inwards.
Tears gathered at the corners of Dream’s eyes and slipped out, trailing down the side of his face and becoming lost in his hairline.
“There you go.” Techno murmured, snout pressing into Dream’s neck. “You did it.”
Dream’s heart ached in relief, the cramp inside him wouldn't go away, too full with the piglin’s length. He could see a bulge where the other’s length had carved into him, it ached as Dream stared down at it.
They stayed like that for a long moment, Dream sagging in relief as he slowly adjusted to the girth.
Techno began shifting uncomfortably inside Dream. Slowly moving, small rolls of his hips as he tried to wait for the omega.
With each passing minute, Dream adjusted more and more, his arousal slowly returning to him with each small movement of Techno’s hips. And finally, after several agonizing minutes, he gave permission once more to continue.
Techno brightened in an instant, withdrawing from Dream’s neck to begin rolling his hips. Dream gasped at the new movement, his nails digging into the sheets as he wrapped his legs tighter around the hybrid.
The length withdrew as Techno pulled back, several inches slipping out. Dream groaned as the cramp lessoned and came back with intensity as Techno thrusted back in. Dream’s mouth was gaping, a string of noises coming from his lips both pain and pleasure.
Their hips rolled together in a slow rhythm, each drawing noises from the other.
A hand came up to Dream’s face, fumbling with the porcelain and making him flinch. He tried to pull away as Techno’s fingers gripped at the lower edge of his mask.
“Wanna see you while I fuck you.” Techno finally said, voice ruined by lust and desperation as their hips rolled together.
At first Dream disliked the idea. Disliked the idea of Techno truly seeing how much he was falling apart beneath his touch. But the way Techno looked at him, the gentle stare as he moved in and out of him had Dream second guessing.
It wasn’t like he was ugly, Techno would still want him even without the mask. Dream just didn’t like the vulnerability of giving someone so much, even if it was just Techno.
Finally, he nodded. A few tears slipped down his cheeks as the mask was pulled from his face, exposing him to the other. Techno had never really seen his face before, not many people did. It was a privilege and Dream couldn’t fight the vulnerability as he looked up at the other.
“You’re so damn pretty.” Techno murmured after a moment, rolling his hips inwards and drawing a moan from Dream. Techno’s hands came to cup his face, gentle and large around him. His thumbs swiped at the tears trailing from his eyes as Techno leaned in. They stared at each other, truly seeing one another for the first time as their hips moved.
It felt incredibly intimate, being seen in such a moment.
Techno leaned in slowly, hesitant and seemingly waiting for Dream’s permission. He surged upwards, pressing his mouth against Techno’s and feeling his tusks graze at his cheeks. And somehow the kiss was still gentle, soft in a way Dream wasn’t sure he’d been kissed before.
Dream’s eyes fluttered shut and he tried to not hear the vulnerable thought at the back of his mind asking if this had been a bad idea.
They parted a moment later, staring at one another and still seeming to take the other in. Dream’s eyes met Techno’s as the piglin rolled his hips, drawing a filthy moan from Dream’s lips.
His hips grinded upwards, meeting Techno’s thrusts. The piglin was leaning in again, this time mouthing at the side of Dream’s neck and nipping at the skin there. Dream should’ve been more nervous about an alpha in rut being so close to his mating gland, but he couldn’t find it within himself to fret. If it meant getting fucked like this every day…
His hands moved downwards, moving to feel the swollen skin of his stomach as Techno thrusted within him. His lips parted as he groaned out. It felt so strange, feeling his skin move that way.
Techno shifted, hand coming down to grab Dream’s, gentle as it guided it up to rest on the pillows beside his head. Their fingers intertwined as they moved together.
His teeth were still in Dream’s neck, testing the skin and fighting the urge to bite.
Would Dream abandon his plans if Techno's resolve crumbled? If they were bound to one another for life- would Dream even be able to settle down and live the life of an expected omega? Or could he convince Techno to join him?
The ideas were swarming as he rode out the harsh thrusts as Techno pounded into him. The noises that came from between them were obscene. He could feel himself getting close, far too lost in pleasure and the twisted scenarios his mind was conjuring. Technoblade was tempting him to stray and Dream couldn’t find it within himself to say no.
At that very moment, with Techno’s length carving out his insides, a future with him seemed perfect.
Dream was there, just the slightest push and he’d spill over the edge. His hips met Techno’s with renewed vigor, grinding upwards even as it ached to have the other so deep. Dream’s free hand trailed down his side, slowly moving down his torso and sliding towards his entrance. He gasped out as his finger began to circle over his clit, eyes rolling upwards and clenching Techno’s hand tightly with the other. He was close.
Another powerful thrust and he was coming, body spasming as he clenched around the alpha. Techno’s knot had grown considerably in the passing minutes and dream felt it finally catch on his entrance. Within moments, the two were tied to each other, panting lightly.
Technoblade just barely restrained himself from laying a claim on Dream, shifting to dig his teeth instead onto his shoulder, nearer to his arm and away from the mating gland. Dream gaped, wishing Techno’s resolve hadn’t come though in the end.
His stomach twinged in pain at how full he was and Dream tried to shift so he could relax into their bond. Techno rumbled, lifting himself as Dream adjusted.
“You alright?” Techno asked, voice husky.
Dream managed a nod, scowling as he reached to tug Techno back down. The two managed to shift sideways, tied at the hips and looking at one another. It felt more intimate in that moment than the entire affair had.
“That was.. good. “ The piglin murmured, his hand coming up to gently touch Dream’s ear. It twitched at the attention and Dream’s cheeks grew hot. He wasn’t proud of his hybrid half, he made an effort to hide it when he could. But Techno hadn’t mocked him about it ever.
Dream nodded again at his words, too tired to speak as he shifted forward and rested his head against Techno’s chest. He just wanted to nap now, the reason he’d been at the cabin in the first place long since forgotten.
Dream awoke with a groan. His insides were raw and ached as he forced himself to sit up. For a moment he’d forgotten what had transpired until he realized who’s bed he was laying in. Techno was no longer inside him, facing the opposite wall and seemingly sound asleep.
The sun was still out but Dream thought it looked like it was morning. Had he slept through the whole night? He scowled and looked down. There was a towel laid out beneath his hips and Dream reached to run a hand over his stomach. He was still swollen from whatever load Techno had left in him.
Rationale was much more present than it had been that night and Dream began to silently fret about a possible pregnancy. Techno had knotted him and his hybrid half wouldn’t help with that either. Dream shook his head, he couldn’t do this now.
It would be a problem for another day.
He slipped from the bed, feeling the full extent of the ache as he stood. Techno had been gentle compared to most alphas in rut, but his sheer size and girth still haunted Dream with a vengeance. He scowled, finding his clothes and mask folded neatly and set aside atop a nearby bookshelf. He almost hated how thoughtful everything was.
Technoblade stirred then, turning over in bed and seeming to reach out to Dream. When his arms found nothing, the piglin began to blink awake.
“You’re leavin’?” He asked, groggy and not entirely awake.
“I hadn’t meant to stay this long in the first place.” Dream muttered, any closed off-ness failing to sound harsh. He wanted to crawl back into the warm bed and curl up with Techno.
“I could make breakfast before you go.” Techno was sitting up then, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. Dream shook his head, grasping the mask and pulling it over his face. He clipped the band over his ears to keep them tied down.
“We both know that's not a good idea.” Dream shut down.
Techno was still in his rut, he likely would be for a few more days. While Dream had spent heats and ruts with alpha’s before, there was always a certain risk and his shoulder was still crusted in blood to prove that. It was only a matter of time before a mistake was made. Not to mention Dream was already fearing whatever consequences this one time together would result in.
It was tempting, it truly was. But Dream couldn’t abandon the plans he was already sacrificing so much for. Better to close himself off to weakness.
Dream tugged his hood up over his head and turned away from Techno. He tried not to pay attention to the disappointment the other was wearing. It was for the best.
“I know Tommy’s here.” Dream lowered his voice, trying to retain his composure. “Keep him in line, I don’t want to have you as an enemy.”
It hardly felt like a threat when Techno’s come was drying on the fur of his inner thighs. He was disheveled despite how well he tried to hide it and Techno wasn’t stupid.
Dream turned away, moving towards the ladder. Technoblade collapsed back into the bed and turned back towards the other wall. Dream missed the bed already.
He slipped down the ladder, finding his boots beside the door and sitting to tug them on. Tommy’s shoes had been placed back into the empty space he’d seen earlier and there was a new glass sitting out on the coffee table. Empty.
Dream tried not to imagine that the kid had heard any of it. Instead focusing in favor of lacing his boots up and shoving the door open. There had to be another room he wasn't seeing.
For a second he hovered in the entryway. Tommy was somewhere in the house, possibly unaware Dream had spent the night and Techno was laying in his bed awaiting the next wave of his rut. In a different world maybe- maybe Dream would have stayed.
But he’d prepared himself to lose everything. He couldn’t afford hopes and dreams. Not now at least. But maybe someday.