Can you do another demon!dream smut where she’s feeling kind of low about herself and as Dream’s a pride demon he just can’t have that and goes through everything (in words and actions) what he loves about her including her whimpers when she’s needy and the way she grips his dick when she cums xx
so... this was supposed to be like 600ish words... but instead its over 2k... so... yeah... don't judge me
Dream had been watching you all day. Was it creepy of him? By human standards of the time, he supposed, but you couldn’t expect him to keep up with the constantly changing social rules your kind made up. No matter- you summoned him, which made you his to be creepy about as he so pleased. Well, he admitted to himself, that wasn’t the real reason you were his. He’d admit in the privacy of his own mind that he liked you far better than any other contract he had. But that wasn’t important at the moment. That could be settled later, when you weren’t flinching at your own reflection.
That simply wouldn’t do- that wouldn’t do at all. A self-respecting pride demon with as many souls under his belt as Dream did couldn’t have his beloved darling- ahem, his contract feeling anything except ecstatic to look at yourself. He slinked up behind you, folding his hands behind his back to restrain himself from touching you as he watched over your shoulder as you folded your laundry. “What are you up to, doll?” He frowned when you mumbled a half-hearted response, leaning forward to press his chest to your back. He allowed his hands to come forward and loosely hold your hips, rubbing his thumbs just above your soft sleep shorts with the same tenderness he used to trace his lips along your shoulders, exposed from your baggy shirt.
Just like he predicted you would, you stiffened as he made contact with your bare skin. “Sweet thing,” he purred, nuzzling into your neck. “I can tell you’re feeling down, you know. I can sense when you’re lacking my sin. Why don’t you tell me what’s wrong, hmm? Come on, let Dreamy fix all your troubles, baby.”
You whimpered, mind focusing on his warmth against you and his hands rubbing your hips and allowing his power to creep into the back of your mind. “I just don’t feel great about myself today, just leave it alone, Dream.”
“Leave it alone?” He felt a sense of pride fill him when you whimpered from his growl against your skin, bringing one hand up to loosely wrap around your neck and turn your head to the mirror you’d been pointedly ignoring. “How can I do that when you insult the most gorgeous creature on this plane of existence?” You averted your eyes- you didn’t believe him. He gave your cheek a rough pat, directing you back to the mirror. “Keep your eyes on the reflection, baby.”
He pulled you away from the laundry to stand directly in front of the mirror, holding your chin gently and tracing his thumb along your bottom lip. “Just look at that pretty face,” he purred, resting his chin on your shoulder. “Your beautiful eyes that I wanna stare into, that cute little nose and the way you scrunch it when I make you frustrated- did you know I do it on purpose sometimes just to see it? I say something to annoy you just enough to see that cute little scrunch without upsetting you too much. And those pretty lips- oh, I just wanna kiss ‘em all day, baby.”
He tried not to grin as you let out a shaky breath as his admission. He could feel his sin infecting your mind, fueled by his words and the thoughts they were implanting in your mind: he likes my eyes? My lips? He even likes my nose, of all things? He knew his sin was helping his words break through your insecurity, making his words overpower your own thoughts as his voice became dominant in your mind. “You do?”
Dream almost cried at the dumbfounded tone in your breathy question. He’d had his suspicions about how such an ameteur could summon a high ranking demon like him and this solidified it: you needed him badly. Luckily for you, he was more than eager to stay with you for as long as you needed, helping you however he can. He trailed his lips along the shell of your ear, whispering directly into your ear and sending his sin straight to your brain. “I do, doll. I love when you let me kiss you. I could spend all day kissing your sweet lips-” He dropped his tone, delighting in the shivers it sent down your spine. “I bet I could come in my pants just from your kisses.”
“Wha-” Your breath hitched as he nipped your earlobe playfully, running his sharp fangs along the shell. “...What else… do you like about me?”
Gotcha. “Oh, everything, doll. Here,” he prompted, tugging at your shirt. “Let’s get this off and I can show you.” You nodded dumbly, watching your reflection as he pulled off your shirt- he’d hide it later, he decided. Buy you something more flattering to replace it with- something green. “Look at that,” he marvelled, fingertips tracing feather light across your skin. “Such a gorgeous thing you are,"
Dream's hands traced your form like he wanted to commit it to memory. He didn't grope you- he wasn't some common human male looking to get his dick wet. No, instead he simply caressed you, even when he reached your tits and playfully thumbed your nipples. "See how your body responds to me? I love that, too," he mused as he worked your nipples to peaks under his touch. He let you lean your full weight back against him, supporting you and letting you relax. "That's it, pet, let Dream take good care of you. Oh, doll, I'm going to show you every little thing I love about you, don't you worry. And I promise you'll love every second of it- just don't take your eyes off that mirror."
You whimpered and nodded in response, breathless as he moaned in response. “I love that about you, too, baby. You take instruction so well. My pretty little doll knows I always know what’s best, huh? You know I’m gonna treat my pet right.” He sucked a few marks onto your collarbone, delighting in the way you simply moaned and let him, lost in the way he caressed your body. “There,” he gushed when the marks began to turn a reddish purple. “A few pretty marks on my pretty pet’s pretty neck. Oh, I’d love to cover your body in love bites, you know that? To decorate you in gold chains and purple marks and nothing else.” He sighed like it pained him not to- which it did. “Another time,” he decided.
He lowered himself to his knees, trailing kisses down your back as he did until he reached the waistband of your shorts. His hands held you steady by your hips as his lips followed your shorts from one side of your waist to the other, smiling coyly when you whimpered. “Can I take them off, doll? I wanna see your gorgeous legs in full- won’t you let me?”
“Yes,” you breathed out, watching him slip his fingers into the waistband and slowly pull them and your underwear down, his lips making sure to cover every inch of skin he exposed. Once you stepped out of them Dream wrapped his arms loosely around your hips, leaning his head against your waist.
“Look at that,” he whispered reverently as he took in your naked reflection. “Do you see how gorgeous you are, doll? I do. I see it every day.” He hesitated- he didn’t want to bring anyone else into your special moment together, but he could feel you still resisting his sin and that just wouldn’t do. “Sapnap saw it, too,” he admitted. He saw you start at that and started trailing wet kisses along your waistline. “That day he came and caused trouble. You know he tried to convince me to trade contracts with him? He thought he could trick me into giving you up but I didn’t fall for it, pet. No, I’d never give up my darling little pet. Do you know why?” You shook your head, slowly falling into sin with him.
Dream gently guided you to turn around, pressing your back to the mirror. He pressed a sweet kiss to your stomach, just above your small bush, maintaining eye contact the whole time. “I may have fallen from grace,” he murmured, torn wings rustling behind him as the mention of his fall sent a shiver down his spine. “But I’ve found my salvation and that’s you, pet.”
He felt you finally succumb to his sin as he kissed his way between your thighs, hoisting your thighs over his shoulders and letting you ride his face like that. He practically melted as your instinctive bucks of your hips turned more deliberate, taking what you wanted from his mouth. “Yes,” you breathed, one hand pressed against the mirror behind you and the other buried in his soft hair. “I am- hah- your salvation.”
Dream could have cheered. Even as he licked and sucked at your clit and tongue fucked your pussy, bringing you closer to the orgasm you so desperately deserved, you were swelling with pride. I deserve this, he could hear you thinking. He’s here for me, to take care of me. I deserve to be taken care of like this. He had you. He eagerly swallowed everything you gave him as you came, wiping his chin and using that to slick up his throbbing cock.
“Let me worship you,” he whispered as he lowered you off his shoulders, letting you slide down the mirror. “My pure little pet- let me corrupt you. Wouldn’t you like that, doll? I promise I’ll take care of you so well- oh, I wouldn’t dare leave my darling pet unsatisfied. Won’t you let me fuck you, baby? Feel the way you wrap around my cock so well- like I was made to please you, baby.”
“Yes, yes,” you moaned, taking his cock into your hand and moaning as you were reminded of his shape and size. He moaned right along with you, bucking his hips into your hand.
“Oh, thank you! Thank you, doll, thank you for gracing my cock with your touch. Please, please stop- you’re too perfect to waste your energy trying to get off a lowly sin demon.” It was a lie of course- he was by no means lowly and would be the first to admit it, but the words did their job as your ego swelled- you were his goddess now, the divine being he worshipped. Maybe some other time he’d flip it and make you pledge your faith to him in order to come, but for now you deserved to feel worshipped. You helped him guide his cock into your folds, crying out from the stretch as he slowly fed you inch by inch. “You can take it, pet,” he assured you. “You’re so perfect, always taking my cock so well.” You used your hand in his hair to drag his mouth to yours, drowning the almost painful stretch in his lips.
You moaned against him as you felt the ridges of his cock drag against your walls as you finally found yourself seated at his base. “Fuck,” you whined, rocking your hips down to see if you’d really managed to take all of him with little prep.
“I told you,” he muttered against your ear. “You wrap around me so perfectly, doll- makes me wanna just keep you on my cock all day long. You feel even better when you come, though. Can I make you come, precious? As many times as you want, I promise- just say the word and I promise to fuck you until you can’t see straight. I’ll train your perfect pussy to only come when I’m inside you so that I can properly serve my goddess, what do you think about that?”
By the time he finished his speech you had finally adjusted to the feeling of his thick cock stretching your walls. “Please,” you moaned, grinding your hips against him. “Please, fuck me, Dream.”
“Now how could I say no to my goddess?”
