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Nickel for Your Thots

Summary:

Request Book for the Dream SMP.

Requests: OPEN

Chapter 1: Intro to Requesting

Chapter Text

Evening everyone!

Have you ever had an idea that you want to see play out? Well this is the place for you!

All ships are welcome! All dynamics welcome!
Canon is optional.

How to request:

Choose some characters;
Dream
George
Sapnap
Technoblade

Pick their dynamics;
Top
Bottom
Service Top
Power Bottom

Add your own kinks and maybe a plot(Plot and kinks are optional) and let me work my magic!
(Requests do not have to be smut, they can be fluff as well.)

 

Things I will not do;
R@pe/Non Con
Underage
Heavy gore
On Screen Character Death
Smut with underage characters

Enjoy! ~Black Heart Anon <3

-Disclaimers and Permissions-

~~This is a blanket permission to remix, record, adapt, any of the works in this fic. Please link back to this fic and send me a link so I can check it out!~~

CCs are welcome to read. You can send it to them, or reference it if they are comfortable with it. This work is based off the characters that they portray, not the real people. These are fictional characters and this fic is a work of fiction. Please do not harass the CCs with this fic or any ideas presented in this fic.

If the CCs request I stop, I will stop.

Chapter 2: Speed Limit

Summary:

Summary:

Ship: Top!Dream/Bottom!Technoblade

 

Chapter Tags: Sex Toys, Slight Overstimulation, Dirty Talk, Praise, Teasing, Begging, Edging, Orgasm Denial

Warnings: None

 

Plot: Techno brags about his endurance, Dream wants to test that.

 

Word Count: 1993

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

“You can not. That is a fucking lie.” Dream scoffs, sitting back in the old wood chair at the table. His tone was playful and light, almost teasing in a way. Techno huffed and scrunched up his nose. “It’s true! I can last almost twenty minutes if I wanted to.” He argues back, the playful challenge making his blood feel a little warmer than usual. The hybrid turned back to the counter where his half-forgotten cup of tea sat. Desperate for something to distract his nerves, Techno sipped the lukewarm tea and tried not to look at the blond in front of him.

“You’ve timed it!?” Dream asked in partial shock, his expression hidden behind white. Nicely filed claws tapped on the teacup as Techno resisted the urge to lift up that mask and see emerald. But he was quick enough to stop his impulsive thoughts. This was just a playful conversation between somewhat friends, he needs to calm down if he wants to keep this from getting too weird.

“A few times yeah. I was curious.” He answered with a half shrug, finishing the last of the tea. Dream leaned forward and placed his elbows on his knees, his tone dropping to something that made Techno lean a bit too much on the counter. “Prove it.” A cut off inhale left Techno’s lips, mouth suddenly very dry. Red eyes locked on black, and the hybrid knew Dream was watching him closely. Techno had to break the eye contact before he imploded, turning to set the cup back down. “Prove it? How?” He asked, trying not to let his nervousness seep into his tone.

Dream’s head tilted a bit, playful and teasing. The blond didn’t even try to hide the smirk in his voice. “Let me watch. I won’t believe it unless I see it.” He hums, that same low tone teasing up Techno’s spine. The hybrid swallowed thickly, blush dusting his pink skin. The sudden switch from playful to threateningly serious had Techo’s heart skipping a beat as he tried to hold his composure. “Ok. I guess I could do that.” He answered, voice shaking a little. Dream stood, giving a little head tilt towards Techno’s room. It was an unspoken command, one that the hybrid followed without question.

His bedroom was sparsely decorated, but still homey. Techno resisted the urge to shiver when he heard Dream close and lock the door behind them. Suddenly everything was just so much more real. Techno could feel the way Dream looked at him, emerald green eyes looking him over from behind the mask. “On the bed, facing me. I want to be able to see everything to make sure you don’t cheat.” Dream commanded his tone even but firm.

Techno swallowed the whimper working its way up his throat. He could do commands. It was less thinking on his part, so he was ok with it. Tugging off his cape, Techno climbed up onto his bed, sitting up against his pillows and headboard. A little hesitantly, he let his thighs spread, exposing the bulge already forming in his pants. Dream leaned a little over the footboard, posture nonchalant but confident. Emerald eyes surely looking over every part of Techno’s body.

The hybrid couldn’t resist the shiver this time. Dream’s silence was a command in and of itself. ‘Begin.’ A shaky hand reached into his nightstand to pull out the familiar toy and lube Techno knew would be there. The toy was simple, but not small. About eight inches of smooth grey silicon that had a firm base with a dial that could adjust the speed of the vibrations. It wasn’t the only one Techno owned, but it was by far his favorite, hence the placement in his room.

Dream let out a relaxed chuckle seeing the toy. It wasn’t quite mocking, but it still made Techno want to squirm. He tried not to look at the man as he undressed, tugging off his casual home pants and throwing them out of the way somewhere on the floor. It was easy to see how much of a mess he already was, cock straining against the soft fabric of his boxers, a clear wet spot spreading from the tip. “Already turned on? We haven’t even started anything. Are you sure you are going to last twenty minutes in this state?” Dream hummed, resting his elbow on the footboard, then his head on his gloved hand, the mask still firmly in place. Techno pouted, pulling off his boxers too. “Yes, I’m sure I can do this.” He bit out, ashamed at how much he wanted to hear more of Dream’s voice.

The sound of the lube bottle opening echoed in the now empty room. As much as Techno wanted to prove his point, he still wanted to enjoy himself, if only a little bit. So he coated his fingers well in the slick, reaching between his legs to press his familiar fingertips against his hole. “I’m not going to count this towards your time.” Dream cut in right as Techno pressed the first two fingers at once. A cut-off groan leaving the hybrid’s throat as he pressed his fingers in deeper.

The stretch was something he was used to, having done this too many times to count. So he didn’t waste time curling and spreading his fingers, trying to ignore the wet sounds filling the room as he fingerfucked himself. Dream watching intently, silent as a statue. It didn’t take long before Techno was adding the third finger, trying to ignore the way his thighs were already starting to shake. Once the stretch had let up enough, Techno pulled his fingers out, feeling some of the slick drip out of his hole.

His skin was already starting to flush, physical proof of how much Dream was affecting him, even without saying or do anything. Techno grabbed his toy, slicking it up with lube. His ruby eyes looked up into what he knew were emerald. “You ready to start keeping time?” He asked, voice a little shaky. Dream took a moment’s pause. “Put on a show for me Techno.” The way he said the name made Techno moan under his breath. He was definitely going to want to hear that again tonight.

Taking one deep breath, Techno lifted his hips and settled the toy under him. 3...2...1..It was now or never. Techno dropped down, taking the toy in one press. A choked-out cry leaving his lips. It was already so deep and thick inside of him. Filling him up in all the right ways. Thick enough to constantly press against his prostate, sending stars through his vision every time he shifted. Dream let out a shaky exhale, the sound making Techno tighten up around the toy.

Oh. He wasn’t expecting Dream to sound so good. So affected because of him. That thought was enough to get Techno started. His hips rocked and bounced against the toy, fucking himself nice and rough with it. Small gasps and moans leaving his lips as he moved, eyes locked on the way Dream was very clearly staring at him take the toy. Even louder wet sounds echoed around the room, amplifying in their ears.

It was enough to give Techno a confidence boost. He wanted to tease Dream. See just how far he could press before the blond did something. He gave a particularly rough thrust down on the toy, letting it impale him with a wet slide. “Dream.” Techno gasped, his voice high with pleasure. The blond’s head snapped up, eyes locking with Techno’s. “Turn it on.” His voice was dark and husky with lust. Demanding and taking. And oh boy did Techno want to give.

He nodded, stopping just long enough to tilt his hips and turn the dial to a nice 3. The vibrations made him shout, eyes rolling back. Techno’s hips bucked as he tried to sit up more. One hand stabilizing the toy as he rose up on his thighs and began to ride the toy for all it was worth. Sure 3 wasn’t that high of a setting, but at this point, he was doing this more to show off to Dream than anything.

By the way Dream seemed to be itching to touch him, unable to look away, Techno could say he was doing a damn good job. The hybrid let more and more of his sounds echo around them, the volume rising with every passing minute. “Oh god~ Dream fuuuuuuck~! So good so good so good.” Techno chanted, his thighs shaking with his pace. So he shifted, hoping to get a better angle, and the toy’s dial turned with the friction against the bed. Click click click click. Techno cried out and fell back as the sudden vibrations wracked his body.

His hips raised up off the bed, trying to get the toy to hit deeper. Thighs spreading to present himself as his head threw back and cried out desperate moans. Far beyond shame at this point. The pleasure was building and building quick. Precum starting to drip from his cock in a puddle on his stomach. Dream cut off a moan at the sight. He couldn’t help himself anymore. The blond climbed over the footboard onto the bed. His rough gloved hands running along Techno’s spread legs and spreading then wider.

The hybrid didn’t have the energy or the will to resist, letting his body be manhandled by Dream’s strong touch. “There we go, baby. You look so good like this all spread out for me.” Dream purred, one hand staying on Techno’s thigh while the other moved down to take hold of the vibrator. He started a fast and deep pace that made it hard for Techno to even think. Every thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through every inch of Techno’s body.

His hands clutched at the bedding as he tried his best to rock back on the thrusts, desperately wanting, needing more. “Almost there. Just a little longer. So pretty fucking yourself on your toy. Wanting to show me just how good you are.” Dream continued, unable to hold his tongue any longer. Techno knew he was close. So close already. The tight wet heat already building deep in his gut. Everything was all so much. “Gotta wait baby.” Dream snickered, pulling out the toy, his grip on Techno’s thigh tightening a punishing amount.

A guttural cry fell from Techno’s lips as his orgasm was pulled cruelly from him. “Dream Dream Dream Dream!” Techno begged, gasping for breath. He was so close. The blond just chuckled warmly and released his grip on the soft thigh. His fingers turning to rub at the muscle there. “Just a little longer. Then you can cum I promise.” He hummed softly. And yet Techno felt his chest tighten and his thighs shake. He could still taste how close he was, making every other sensation amplify to an unbearable extent.

After another painful shaky minute, Dream made a possessive sound behind his mask and thrust the toy back in. The depth, the vibrations, the heat of Dream leaning over him, watching him, it was all too much. Techno’s back arched violently off the bed as he screamed, white painting across his chest. That same blinding white filling his vision while static screamed in his ears. It was all so much. Too much.

The hybrid choked on a gasp as he felt his whole body shake. Another sound cutting through the static. Talking. “Shh, I got you. So good. There we go. Just breathe.” It was Dream. The white cleared and Techno blinked blurrily as his surroundings came back into focus. He was being held, his head resting on a warm chest. Dream. Techno groaned with the effort it took to look up.

Emerald eyes looked back down at him.

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End Notes:
Hello everyone! We have some lovely DreamBlade to start off! I was really surprised to see so many of you when I first opened this fic! I’m glad we are all here!
~Black Heart Anon <3

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