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awesamdream, 11.4k. E

Prison roleplay, suspected abuse but no actual abuse.

“Okay. I think we have two options here then, either I give you an orgasm and end the scene fully, or we can keep the scene going.”

“What would it be like to keep going? We’ve never done that before,” Dream asked, it sounded thrilling to keep a scene going.

“I would still be the warden,” Sam said, “but I would be a bit softer with you until we’re fully in scene again. Scene rules apply. You have to address me as either ‘Sir’ or ‘Warden’, you can’t touch yourself and you have to listen when I give you orders.”

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Dream and Sam like to do kinky prison roleplay. Unfortunately, one day, this leads to George and Sapnap to think Sam is abusing Dream

between lust and love

“Yeah, you like that baby?” George asked breathily, pulling away from Dream just enough that his lips still brushed against Dream’s.

Dream let out another fake moan when George tugged again and nodded.

George smirked and dove back into Dream’s mouth.

Dream didn’t know how long they kept making out, just that when they were done, George’s lips were swollen and red and the look in his eye was hungry and wanting. Dream wondered how long it would be until George initiated sex; how long it would be until Dream was tainted by another lover.

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Dream doesn't like sex, but his partners always did. So he gets drunk to make it enjoyable for them.

Dnap, dry humping, piss kink, 1.5k || E

“I wasn’t staring at your crotch,” Dream mumbled.

“Speak up slut.”

“I wasn’t staring at your crotch,” he said louder, “it was your thighs.”

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There's also some accompanying art with it made by Jay on twt and here's the art on bsky send us the both of us some love!

so pretty for me, dnn, 4.5k, E

No tw, just smut ^-^

I think this is genuinely my favourite chapter and I'm so excited for people to read it 🥰

holding your warmth

“What is with you slut,” George said, “it’s like our naughty mutt wants to get punished.

“Maybe I do,” Dream challenged, his gut churning at the word 'mutt'.

George narrowed his eyes.

“Is that so?”

Dream just moved closer to George’s neck to suck another hickey when the collar of his shirt was yanked away.

“My room, I expect you to be naked and on your knees,” George said, his tone low and threatening.

Dream felt his tummy swoop in a way that could be fun, but all it did was make him feel sick.

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Dream thinks that being punished is about letting people take his anger out on him, George and Sapnap tell him otherwise.