Vicious Creammare for Askellie and Wormy based on this post: https://twitter.com/weirdwormy/status/1312546874008760326?s=21
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(NSFW, Cumflation, Sounding, Blood, Noncon/Dubcon)
Dream moved through the trees, his eyes wide. This AU was COVERED in blood and dust, but as far as he knew, it wasn’t a version of Dusttale or any of the other truly ‘Bad End’ AUs. He could see an opening in the trees and his soul lifted a little. Someone was happy. Someone was very happy and relieved. A survivor?? Dream sped up and burst out into the clearing.
The positivity was overwhelming and Dream inhaled shakily for a moment. He blinked and his hand tightened on his bow. His voice caught in his throat and he hesitated for the first time. It seemed he didn’t need to call out. He’d already been noticed. The twitching figure turned and Dream instinctively took a step back. Cross’ eyes had never looked so bright. His purple magic sparked along his bones.
He dropped what was left of the monster he was holding, it exploding into dust and being taken away by the wind. Dream was shaking. From seeing Cross like this, the scene around him, and the fact that Cross was so happy to see him, he almost collapsed to his knees right there. The other stared at him and turned all the way.
His black and white outfit was spattered in grey and red. He hadn’t moved his eyes from Dream. “Brother.” Dream inhaled shakily at the deep rumbling voice. Nightmare had formed from the shadows at the edges of the clearing. It moved forward, only able to stand at the bottom of the small hill Cross was on. He grinned at Dream, it being the most malicious and innocent-looking one yet.
“Wh-What did you d-do to him?? What happened???” Dream choked out. Cross blinked and seemed taken back. He glanced at Nightmare in confusion and Nightmare grinned at him.
“It’s okay, Cross. I told you. It will work out.” That seemed to ease Cross a little and he twitched his gaze back over to Dream. “He’s achieved his goal, Dream. He wanted to be able to protect you. And now he’ll be able to.” He hummed. “He’s been hunting and gathering LV for days. Just for you.” Dream was absolutely horrified.
Cross seemed hopeful as he stared at him. Cross was happy. He was genuinely happy that he’d done this. Dream could feel it and it was horrifying. Nightmare chuckled. “Aren’t you proud of him, brother? He’s the happiest he’s ever been.” Cross’ hopefulness swept out in waves, making Nightmare growl and move back. Dream was trapped in the full force of it. What had he done??
He should’ve taken Cross away when he had the chance. Cross slowly started down the hill towards him. The closer he got, the more choking his positivity was and Dream was sure the second he was touched, he would absolutely melt like butter. Cross spoke in a breathless voice. “I-I’m strong now! I-I can protect you!!”
“I think you have to prove yourself a little more, Cross.” Nightmare spoke where Dream couldn’t. Cross’ eyes widened and he stared at Dream, desperately wondering what he could do to prove himself now. “I’m sure Dream is... tired from his trek here. Why don’t you relieve him?” Cross reached out and the second his bloody, dusty hands touched him, Dream had collapsed to the ground, letting out choked tears.
His body was shaking. He was on a high like he’d never experienced. Cross was genuinely and truly happy. Inside of the daze, Dream wanted to scream and cry. It hadn’t been from anything he’d done. He could’ve saved Cross from this. Why hadn’t he?? He gasped as Cross leaned down and pressed their teeth together.
He took Dream by the shoulders and pinned him back against the trunk of a tree. He was desperate and feral and Dream whimpered in response. The second his mouth was open, Cross pushed his tongue in. Dream inhaled shakily, already crying. His ecto was forming. He couldn’t handle the positivity. He’d never felt this much. So much pride and joy and hope. He didn’t want it.
But when he looked at Cross’ eager, LV-lit eyes, he couldn’t say no. And besides, he could keep him here a little longer. He could keep him from causing destruction and chaos. He just needed to keep him here. Cross had pulled back and Dream knew what he was waiting for. It was a signal Dream would give to approve of any sexual approaches Cross would make.
He lifted his head, exposing his neck. Cross was heard inhaling shakily before a new wave of joy made Dream’s toes curl inside his boots. His body was lit up gold. Every bone. Every joint. Dream was struggling to breathe. He felt Cross’ teeth on his neck and he cried out as he felt he other’s fangs. They felt sharper. “Ah!” He winced. He didn’t want this, but he felt it was necessary.
He opened his eyes a little to see Nightmare smiling back. “Isn’t this what you wanted, brother?” Nightmare never called him brother and from the grin on his face, he knew how much the word hurt Dream. Dream let out a shaking gasp of relief as claw-like, bony fingers suddenly tore his tights from his entrance and thighs. Cross glanced up at him, twitching as he did so.
Dream heard him fumbling with his shorts. The other leaned down and spread Dream’s legs, likely to prepare him. There wasn’t really a need. He was so high off of Cross that his entrance was soaked. Cross’ breath was felt against it and Dream let out another shaking moan. He’d come here to check out a disturbance. An imbalance and now he was about to be fucked against a tree. He glared at his brother through teary eyes and he could see Nightmare inhaled sharply.
Dream cried out, his eyes wide and Cross marked up his thighs with this teeth. His legs lifted, his feet arching. He still had his boots, but his tights were good as gone. Cross pulled back and Dream felt something MUCH bigger take his place. He furrowed his brow. Cross felt much bigger. He didn’t understand. Was that a result of the high LV?? He opened his mouth.
All he could managed was a strangled scream as the thick cock pushed inside of him. “CROSS!!” He shrieked. Cross paused for a moment, staring at him. Dream forced himself to relax, knowing Cross could still easily retreat at any kind of discomfort. And if he retreated, he would go back to Nightmare. Dream couldn’t have it.
He reached up and wrapped his arms around Cross, pulling him down. Luckily, Cross took that as an invitation. Dream screamed, tears running down his face as Cross began to thrust. It felt like his inside were being torn apart. He screwed his eyes shut and begged Cross to touch him more. Cross gulped and obliged, his twitching hands moving up Dream’s body.
Dream cried out as Cross began to roughly grope his breasts. He could feel scratches opening on his ecto from Cross’ fingers. Cross groaned above him, his eyes glowing with love and L.O.V.E. He was panting as he turned Dream and began to fuck him against the ground. Dream’s stomach had a bulge in it as Cross continued to thrust.
They continued for a few more minutes before Cross gasped and screwed his eyes shut. Dream wasn’t ready for the amount of cum that was suddenly released into his body as his own spattered Cross’ stomach. He groaned, clawing at the ground as he was filled up. “Cross... Cross...” He let out a shredded whimper.
He felt the other pull out and his body could fully drop back against the ground. He felt so full. He raised a hand to his belly, able to feel how hot and round it was. He pressed down and groaned a little as he felt the cum pool at his entrance, running down his legs. He twitched and whispered for Cross. The other was next to him in an instant.
He pulled Dream up, whispering that he’d done so good. He was excited. He nuzzled Dream’s cheek. “Anything else? Do you need anything else?? Do I have to prove myself to you any more?? I’ll do it!” Cross was shaking as he held him. Dream stared blankly at the ground.
What had Nightmare done to him?? He could feel tears springing to his eyes, but they weren’t from joy or happiness. He was beyond upset and Nightmare’s quiet, watchful gaze made him realize the other could sense it. Dream gulped shakily. “Cross.” The other immediately knelt in front of him. He seemed dismayed to see Dream crying. “I need you to do one more thing for me. Or at least HELP me something.”
“Yes! Anything.” Cross was bright purple as Dream reached out and cupped his cheek. He reached up one hand to hold Dream’s and the guardian could see that his fingertips had become points. Dream gulped and pulled Cross close, pressing their teeth together. Cross pushed back against him. Dream pulled back as he felt Cross’ other hand wiping his tears.
"I need you to punish my brother. Hurt him for the both of us. You'll do that for me, won't you?" Dream whispered. Cross stared at him. He turned to Nightmare with wide, glowing eyes and the negative being recoiled, his eye growing wide. Before he could make it back to the shadows, Cross had him pinned onto his back with enough force that Nightmare flinched.
Cross was panting, his body heaving. Dream struggled up and moved over, staggering. Cross seemed to notice and his magic was vibrant but gentle as it picked him up and brought him over, settling him next to Cross. “Thank you, Cross.” Dream whispered, weakly nuzzling him. Nightmare hissed as Cross let out a wave of joy and pride.
Dream shakily raised his hands. He formed four small stakes of light energy. “Pin his tentacles please.” He told Cross. Cross nodded and sat on Nightmare’s torso. He was using his magic to keep the other still, having a crushing grip on his soul.
“How dare you!” Nightmare snarled. Cross didn’t even spare him a second glance as he pulled Nightmare’s first tentacle out and jammed the first stake in. He didn’t even need a tool, simply beating the piece of magic through Nightmare with his hands. He proceeded to do that to the other three before pulling back. Nightmare twitched, his teeth gritted and the first of a glowing cyan liquid in his eyesocket.
Something else was glowing in the darker’s shorts. Dream inhaled shakily. He moaned weakly as he held his stomach and Cross was next to him. “Sorry... I should’ve came outside...” He whimpered, nuzzling Dream. Dream continued to press down in his belly, pushing Cross’ cum out, making it pour down his legs. “I-I’ll make it up to you!”
Dream nodded and formed a thin stick of light. He whispered to Cross what to do and the other nodded frantically. “Just rest over here. I’ll handle it.” He assured Dream. Cross moved back over to Nightmare, stick in hand. He pinned down his legs with his body and pulled down his shorts, making Nightmare snarl.
Dream had been right. Nightmare was formed and heavily erect. “Cross!” He couldn’t help looking up at Nightmare’s hiss. “What the fuck are you DOING?? I HELPED you!!” He snarled. Cross stared at him blankly. He knew what to do. He had his instructions. He reached out and grabbed the base of Nightmare’s cock, making the darker flinch.
He held the thin stick over it and the tips of Nightmare’s tentacles went wild as his boss’ eye widened. “No! Cross!! Please!!” Nightmare’s begging became a strained scream as Cross pushed the thin stick into the tip of his cock. Nightmare was in pain, they could see it in his eyes. He screamed again, tears running down his face. Cross pushed it until only a little bit was sticking out.
It made Nightmare’s cock glow and Cross found it amusing. The other’s cock was twitching and quivering. Nightmare swore and jerked, crying out. Cross looked over at Dream and whispered an idea to him. Dream gave him a quiet nod. Cross helped Dream between Nightmare’s spread legs while Cross straddled Nightmare’s chest. He slammed Nightmare’s head back against ground by his mouth and Nightmare snarled, glaring up at him tearfully.
Betrayal. Was that betrayal in his eye? Cross almost laughed. He had to bite back a grin. He pulled his shorts back down and his cock sprung out. Nightmare froze up. “Here’s the deal, BOSS. You want that thing out of you, you suck it.” Cross’ voice was practically delirious. It sounded raspy and rushed. He kept having to take breaths. “If you bite me or refuse, Dream’ll push it in until we can’t get it out anymore.”
Nightmare was shaking. Cross gave a grin. “Open up.” He pulled his hand off his face and Nightmare shook, crying as he stared up at him.
“Fuck you.” The darker snarled. Dream took hold of the thin stick and began to thrust it inside of Nightmare’s cock, making the darker scream and cry. He tried to move his arms or legs, but Cross’ magic kept him tethered down. He hiccuped and weakly opened his mouth.
“Good.” Cross wasted no time in guiding his cock into Nightmare’s mouth. The darker flinched, his jaws having to stretch wide to accommodate it. He choked as the tip almost immediately hit the back of his throat. He was struggling to breathe around it. The walls of his throat massaged Cross’ cock and the soldier let out a pleased groan. “Swallow.”
Nightmare glared at him and Cross growled. Dream began to move the stick again, thrusting it slowly and Nightmare choked, crying out. He swallowed, but Dream didn’t seem to be stopping. He made noises of protest and Cross shut him up by forcing Nightmare to deepthroat his cock a couple times. Cross let out a breath.
“Your throat feels so good, boss.” The title felt like more of a mockery now. Nightmare growled weakly, only to scream and choke as his tried to lift his hips. It was so painful and he felt like he was being set on fire from the inside. But he was growing close. He screwed his eyes shut and sucked Cross’ cock into his throat, just wanting it to be done.
Cross started to move his own hips, fucking Nightmare’s face against the ground. He continued for a few moments, moaning and shaking. Dream was speeding up with the thrusts and Nightmare wasn’t prepared as his brother finally yanked the stick out. He was cumming and he SCREAMED. It was the most painful, relieving feeling in the world as his cum finally left his over-sensitized cock.
He opened his mouth to draw in air, but he didn’t have time before Cross was cumming. He choked, the cum filling his throat and blocking his air. Cross let him choke for a few moments before climbing off of him. The light stakes pinning his tentacles finally disappeared, but he didn’t have the energy to move them. He rolled over once Cross had released his soul and began to spit up the other’s cum.
He desperately drew in air. Dream had dissipated his ecto and stared up at Cross. The soldier scooped him up. “I want to go home.” Dream whispered. Cross nodded and formed his knife, ripping open a portal as he held Dream.
Dream stared over his shoulder at Nightmare, who was still sputtering and shaking. His eyes were deadened and cold. They no longer held hope for Nightmare. He spoke in monotone voice before Cross took him through the portal. “Goodbye, Nightmare.”
It was the first time in years Dream hadn’t called him brother. Nightmare collapsed against the ground, finally passing out as the portal closed, leaving the clearing in blood, dust, and darkness.
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