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Scrubbing frustratedly at the base of his ears, Dream eyed Techno suspiciously, trying to lie his hair flat once again, even as he winced at the ache in his muscles from the effort of keeping his ears hidden. It was more effort than he'd anticipated honestly, he'd figured that they would just naturally lie flat and he could borderline forget about their existence. But he'd quickly realised that losing focus for even a moment left them popping up out of his hair like daisies.

His tail wasn't fairing much better, it'd been a piece of cake to keep it hidden under layers of clothing - especially when one of them was a skin-tight leotard that held his tail firmly in place without him even having to think about it. But now in nothing but a loose, orange prison uniform, he was forced to keep his tail trapped between his legs, both hiding it from any unexpected visitors and keeping the vulnerable appendage out of harm's way. He hated it. It felt unnatural and tricked his brain into an involuntary state of half-submission as his hind brain stood on red alert, looking for the cause to no avail.

Fuck he missed his mask, the cloaking enchantments had made his life so much easier.

A rattling noise startled him out of his introspection; Techno had finally given in and stripped off his heavy, winter cloak, in an attempt to stave off the heat inside the boiling cell. The cloak's clasp chimed out a bitter melody as it collided with the side of the cauldron and sank sadly to the obsidian floor.

And as Dream dragged his eyes away from the soft fur of the cloak, he met Techno's sharp, inquisitive gaze.

Techno's gaze had always felt piercing, but at least before he could hide away from it with the help of his mask, keeping away any emotions that could give him away. Although, even with it, Techno had always seemed to be able to read him better than most, even more so than people who've known him for longer.

He'd figured Technoblade would be promptly broken out by his anarchist allies, but as it approached two weeks confined together in such close proximity, and despite Techno's annoyingly jovial (and frankly inane) behaviour, there seemed to be no sign of escape.

Not that he expected those people to aid him , but it might carve a good escape opportunity for him anyway.

But the longer their shared imprisonment went on, the harder it was to keep his instincts at bay, it was eating away at his psyche almost more agonisingly than anything Quackity could do to him. Because all of that was surface pressure, everything he was feeling now though? Felt like he was being ripped apart from the inside out.

Techno's eyes watched him carefully, one slip up, and his secret was out. He slept less and less because of it - too focused on making sure the piglin hybrid never saw what was quite possibly the most embarrassing secret the former admin was keeping.

"What's up with you?" Dream barely withheld a flinch at the words, his attention span was getting worse with the lack of sleep and the impending sense of need coiling in the base of his skull; often drifting off into his own world. He hadn't realised just how bad it had gotten until he'd gotten a cellmate, and Dream cursed himself for his inattentiveness.

Voice crackling from disuse, hoarse and raw, Dream cleared his throat and spoke, trying to appear casual - or at least as casual as one could appear after spending months locked in a maximum security prison, encased in lava, with very little social interaction.

"N-Nothing."

Techno's eyes narrowed into a contemplative glare, one eyebrow raised at the state of him and clearly having objections over Dream's claims, but he relented, at least momentarily. "...Sure Dream."

Dream knew Techno didn't believe him, of course he did, but at this point, so much of his physical and mental energy was taken up by trying to keep his secret and preserve the smallest sliver of dignity that prison had yet to strip from him, that he just couldn't bring himself to care. He slumped tiredly against the wall, head hanging low as he focused on his breathing - with the clock gone, it was his closest approximation to the passage of time. This was the most vulnerable he'd ever let himself look in front of Techno, and even as his brain screamed at him to put on a strong front, to bare his teeth and fight to prove himself the alpha. He was just so tired .

The blinks grew longer and slower, the grip on controlling his instincts and body lessening. He tried to force his eyes back open but it felt like anvils were tied to them, as they refused to listen. 

Just a few minutes wouldn't hurt...he just needed to rest his eyes for a little bit. His tail twitched under the lack of force holding it between his legs, and his ears slowly moved to a more comfortable position, despite still being on guard.

The issue?

Techno’s attention was immediately pulled to the soft blond ears, slightly faded to a paler, more milky colour, as they popped up in the corner of his eye. Techno had to be honest with himself, that took him by surprise. But something in his heart twisted as the ears twitched due to sleep completely taking over, the silent air being filled with shaky breaths and soft yips.

He knew the last time he tried to get too close to Dream - to annoy him of course - he got smacked. Not that it hurt, however it was a bit rude in his personal opinion. But now-? Well, it wouldn't hurt to move closer.

He did love dogs after all.

-and dog hybrids weren’t exactly common around here. They had sheepkin, fox hybrids, avians and of course- him being a piglin hybrid himself.

Curiosity took over as he made his way beside the smaller man.

Techno slowly rose to his feet and began inching closer, freezing at every twitch of Dream's legs and sleepy snuffle, but he eventually made his way over to Dream, gently coming to a stop as he dropped to his haunches, taking the chance to study the golden ears.

They stood upright, the one on the right having the slightest droop to it as it flopped forward, and the left one ended bluntly, a small chunk having been cut out of the tip. The fur was worn, and as he looked closer he saw raw looking skin hidden beneath it at the base of Dream's ears, clearly the effort of keeping them hidden was not a comfortable one. The warmth of his breath against them caused the ears to flick irritably, but even once they settled, they couldn't stop trembling. And despite it all, Techno could tell how soft and delicate they'd be if Dream had the means or desire to take care of them.

Leaning backwards once more, Techno allowed his eyes to roam over Dream's whole form, with him curled up as small as he was, it didn't take long. The bobbing of Dream's head between his slack knees brought a wince to Techno's features, sympathetic pain shooting down his neck at the thought, but it was between Dream's thighs that caught his attention the most.

A suspicious movement of fabric at his crotch that looked almost like something was tucked between his legs, and as Dream's legs twitched once more, a tiny, sweet yip escaping from his mouth, he shifted just enough for Techno to see the outline of a tail, wagging slowly and stiffly yes, but still there. And as Techno battled with that realisation he had a sudden epiphany regarding the weird ass ways Dream sat, the ones he'd always teased the man for; making lewd jokes that always left the smaller man flustered and spluttering excuses; weight shifted ever so slightly to one side and leg crooked at the knee, now an obvious attempt to avoid sitting on his tail.

Dream's sleepy mumbles left Techno fighting off a coo, even with his only company being unconscious, there wasn't any way in hell he was being caught getting soft for Dream …But his thighs were starting to ache from the extended squat and so with a long suffering sigh, he heaved himself quietly to Dream's side, settling against the wall and debating whether he should pretend he hadn't noticed when Dream woke, even if he was fighting the urge to pet soft curls and scratch gently behind a scarred ear.

But despite his strong will, Techno was weak against his incessant need to pet Dream’s ears, fingers lightly grazing them before fully connecting, scratching right where he knew his own dogs loved it.

The outline of the tail shifted, and Techno knew that had to be uncomfortable. Ranboo had a tail, and just from speaking to him and observing him, he knew that he needed to help relieve some of the pressure on the poor sensitive appendage.

Reaching slowly behind Dream, Techno pulled his waistband down enough to gently tug it free, he was rewarded immediately with its increased wagging, and Techno proceeded with the gentle petting, soft noises of content being let out in between nervous yips.

Sue him, he missed his dogs, and the soft velvety ears mixed with sleepy grumbles reminded him of home. Dream shifted once more, and he froze as he watched Dream’s eyes squeeze shut before slowly blinking awake.

Techno was about to quickly pull away, before a soft whine, akin to a dog, was heard from his cellmate. Looking down, Dream's tired eyes were looking up at him- yet...noticeably different, much more like his own dogs than an aggressive war criminal.

Another whine, and a light lick of a tongue on the tips of his fingers made Techno reconsider pulling away, hand slowly returning to petting Dream gently.

The dog hybrid sighed happily, tail wagging harder as he rolled onto his back, Techno following his movements with gentle praises that seemed to come naturally to him.

Dream was acting just like a dog.

It was an odd realisation to come to, because sure Techno had seen other hybrids succumb to their instincts before, it wasn't even all that uncommon to do amongst close friends or family members. But Dream wasn't the sort of man to show vulnerability like this, least of all to Techno, and even if he was, this was different .

This wasn't Phil combing his fingers through Techno's hair because he felt the urge to preen his flock.

This wasn't Tubbo headbutting Ranboo's chest to show affection before flushing to the tips of his ears in apology.

This wasn't Techno himself being drawn to glimmering slivers of gold and getting aggressive towards anyone who tried to keep him from it.

For all intents and purposes, right now, Dream was a dog.

His tongue lolled out of his mouth in a gentle pant, eyes big and unfocused as Techno scratched at his stomach, leg bobbing in the air in time with each stroke. Each praise resulted in a happy wiggle and a faster tail.

And fuck, Techno might not be entirely sure what was going on right now (although he had some sneaking suspicions he was choosing to ignore for the time being), but it was kind of adorable. He'd never seen Dream look so relaxed, the hard line of his shoulders had melted away, and the ever-present scowl, visible even behind his old mask, was replaced with wide, innocent eyes and a soft, needy whine as he begged for more attention. Techno must've seen any one of his dog's in the exact same position dozens of times, and he couldn't help but give in.

Scratching, rubbing and petting him where he knew his own dogs loved it, he got more happy noises and tail wags, Dream moving to lay across Techno's lap- again much like a dog would- licking the piglin hybrid's hand affectionately. 

"Good boy..." It was almost easy to forget that this was Dream and not just any other dog. Hands scratched under his chin, petting through his ears, gently rubbing and scratching through his fur- or more accurately, hair. 

Time seemed to melt away around them, as he cooed and praised the dog in his lap, its tail excitedly sped up. Every time he tried to slow down or pull away, its ears went back and it whined needily- sue him, his main weakness were pets, dogs to be specific.

After a considerable amount of time, the puppy in his lap seemed to calm down, its breathing slowing down, nuzzling its face against his chest-. A voice chimed in his mind, louder than the others with a very tempting 'keep it.'

No- no he shouldn't, he couldn't...

Dream groaned, moving to rub his eyes before yelping away from him, falling against the rough obsidian floor from the force that he used to pull out of his lap, banging his head roughly.

"...That wasn't smart." He teased casually.

"Wh- What the fuck did you do to me ?!" Dream snarled, face flushed from embarrassment.

Techno looked on with trepidation, eyeing Dream's ears as he hurriedly lay them flat against his skull, as if not seeing them would make Techno forget about their existence. It of course also didn't help that Dream's tail was still out in the open, curled between his legs, betraying his fear and anxiety, even as he tried to present himself as angry. But Dream hadn't seemed to have noticed that Techno had freed his tail just yet, and so Techno kept his eyes away from it to avoid causing Dream further stress.

"So uh- gotta say, wasn't expecting you to be a dog hybrid of all things." Techno kept his voice casual, almost lazy, as if the revelation meant nothing to him, even as his hands itched to bury themselves back in Dream's curls.

Dream's eyes widened as he scooted himself backwards, trying to get his feet under himself "I-I don't know what you're talking about!" he clambered to his feet, hands clenched into fists at his sides as he tried to make himself seem bigger than he was. "A-A-And even if I did, no-one will ever believe you!"

Techno let the words roll right off him, staring patiently up at Dream as he glared back, teeth bared and gearing for a fight Techno wasn't going to indulge. Not with the way Dream's tail curled ever closer to his body and his legs shook, itching to crumble.

In all honesty, at that moment, Dream looked astoundingly like one of his pups trying to stand up to its mother and prove it was grown, and he had no doubt that this situation would end in the exact same way as that one always did.

Techno let out a lazy yawn, making sure to expose all his teeth, before stretching and standing up, pulling himself to his full height in the cramped cell, instead of slouching like usual. He looked down at Dream, ignoring the unconscious half-step Dream took backwards and inspected the bump on Dream's head, reaching out with a large hand and holding Dream's jaw in place with a low rumble in the back of his throat, when he tried to pull away. It was a minor cut, right at the hairline and matted hair was already sticking to it.

He sighed and moved his hand from Dream's jaw to the back of his neck as he began to lead him to the cauldron in the corner of the cell, not scruffing him just yet, but keeping a heavy hold on it to remind Dream of its presence. Dream froze, gulping harshly.

"C'mon nerd, let's get that cleaned up." Keeping his hand firm, Techno guided Dream the length of the room. "And then we can talk."

They certainly had a lot to talk about after all.

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Dream tried to fight against the firm grip, but Techno quite easily dragged him over to their lone cauldron and started to carefully wash out his wound, the dog hybrid snarling all the while, even as his tail dipped between shaky legs. Techno was sure that the man would fall over if it wasn't for the piglin hybrid holding him upright.

Once it was as good as they could get it, being locked in a prison cell and all, he managed to pull the smaller man onto his lap, careful to not put too much pressure on the man's weaker body. Dream bared his teeth, Techno returning it with a warning growl- causing ears to twitch and flick to focus on him, eyes wide and almost confused.

Techno's arm wrapped around the dog hybrid's chest, trapping both arms in the process before the other one hesitated for a moment, wanting to pet the ears before electing to instead wrap them around the man's waist. 

"Hey-!...Techno if you don't fucking let go of me-"

"Quiet, pup.-" Dream froze, and the larger man could feel his heartbeat quickening, "I've got some important...questions. And since you've been hiding this from everyone, to the detriment of your own well being, you’re going to answer."

Techno paused for a moment, taking stock of his temporary captive and wondering how to begin, but as his eyes trailed down the other hybrid's pinned body, he noticed something odd, and craned his neck to get a better look, a bulge in Dream’s loose pants.

Now that was- very interesting .

Techno smirked, his hand flexing against Dream's hip before letting go and splaying his hand on Dream's inner thigh, thumb tapping rhythmically, as if in deliberation. It forced Dream's attention to his lap and Techno knew the exact moment Dream discovered his own shame, because the struggling began anew.

He let out a tempered sigh, doing nothing more than tightening his grip and waiting for Dream to settle. Afterall, sometimes the best correction for an overexcited dog was to ignore them until they calmed down.

Unfortunately for them both, this didn't seem to be one of those situations, as Dream only continued to work himself up, spitting out swears and snarling as he tried to angle his jaw to get a bite on one of the arms restraining him. At the same time as he fought though, Dream's tail was desperately curled over his crotch and his legs were curled to his chest instead of kicking out like he had been earlier, obviously in an attempt to hide.

Eventually Techno got tired of waiting, knowing that sooner or later Dream was going to work himself up into a hyperventilative state and they'd have to start this whole process over at another time.

"Enough!" He snarled, teeth bared and breath heavy on the back of Dream's head, enough of a threat to deter further struggles.

Techno kept his grip heavy, as much of a reassurance as it was a reminder, and began what was likely to be an incredibly painful conversation. For Dream at least, Techno was hopeful that he himself would be able to escape the situation relatively un-embarrassed.

An involuntary whimper crept up from the man below him and Techno glanced down to see a hung head and flattened ears. Well...he had something he thought might change that.

"Now listen pup." The ears jumped, flicking shyly in their eagerness, and Techno felt his cock throb at the display; god he was so expressive ; but resolved to ignore it for the time being. "You are going to stop lying to me and you are going to stop hiding from me. Because if the last few hours of our lives weren't obvious enough, I can see how hard you are."

A low whine started from the back of Dream's throat and Techno took a moment to soothe him, thumb stroking his trembling side where his firm grip strained the fabric of Dream's shirt.

Dream for once, stayed relatively silent, save for a handful of soft whimpers. Techno expertly used one arm to spread one of the smaller hybrid's legs, unable to hold back the coo when Dream let him-. "There we go. Good boy."

He heard the man curse shakily, a small ineffective plea for Techno to stop teasing him, but his reactions exposed his true feelings. "Got too excited, didn't you?" He whispered into its ear lowly, he could feel it quivering under him. 

"W...what the fuck are you doing-?" It was less aggressive now, expressing itself in more of a confused whine.

"Hush puppy, be a good boy for me." Its cock twitched under the fabric, "You want this, don't you?" A hand grazed over its clothed crotch and Dream cried out desperately, hips twitching upwards as his own mind betrayed him. 

It took a lot of self control not to tear off its pants, because despite having a lot more composure than the horny pup on his lap, Techno wanted nothing more than to shove it against the nearest surface and fuck the mutt until Phil came to pick them both up. He carefully tugged them down instead, just enough to free its knotted cock, surprisingly large for such a submissive pup.

"Such a good boy, aren't you. Shame you won't be able to use that thing, huh?" he teased the length, dragging a finger around the knot, making the poor puppy wail in need, humping against nothing. Dream seemed deep in that adorable headspace once again, Techno finally able to pet him, choosing to ignore the mutt's dick.

The dog hybrid whined and groaned, mumbling incoherently.

"You're so much cuter when you're desperate, heh." He released the smaller man for a few moments, only to hold it down against the floor with one hand to its chest, freeing his own leaking cock with the other. While Dream's length wasn't anything to scoff at- not that it'd be using it of course- Techno's still somehow managed to beat him in every way.

Techno took a moment to stare at the mutt below him, wide, desperate eyes searching his own, confused as to why the man wouldn't touch his aching dick, hands clumsy and uncoordinated as they pulled as at Techno's own, as if it had forgotten it had opposable thumbs at all. And last of all, its dick, flushed and angry as it lay heavy against its stomach, pointed tip drooling a puddle of precum and knot already engorged, pulsing with blood as Dream's hips twitched, desperately trying to find something to bury it in.

Techno chuckled to himself at the sight, a condescending smirk worming its way onto his face as he used his free hand to pin its hip, a needy whine being the only response.

"You really wanna fuck something huh puppy?" Techno let his thumb brush the sensitive skin next to the dog's leaking cock. "Too bad it's useless." Its cock jumped at the words and Techno's grin grew; degradation, good to know.

It lay pliantly in his grip, the submissive pup a clear contrast to the squirming brat he'd held only moments before, but he wanted to see how far that compliance would stretch and slowly removed his hands, receiving a confused whimper for his efforts, it moved as if to follow his hands, but a sharp "Stay!" halted it in its tracks.

"Good boy."

Its tail was wagging hesitantly, clearly unsure, but its eyes were bright, and so Techno issued another command. "Present."

It tilted its head in confusion, smacking its lips together for want of something to do and Techno cursed internally, either whoever trained the mutt hadn't done as good a job as he had first assumed, or the poor little thing was so knot dumb by this point that the most basic of commands were going in one ear and out the other.

Sighing, Techno placed one hand at its shoulder and another at its rump and flipped Dream to its stomach gently, quickly grabbing it by the hips and pulling it to its knees as Dream's chest remained flat to the floor. Techno pulled the bottom half of its prison uniform down to its knees and repeated the command to reinforce it.

"Present."

Dream groaned, but stayed where it was, tail wagging excitedly when it was rewarded with a scratch behind its sensitive ears. "Good boy. Stay."

Techno's own mind was reeling though, too many ideas, not enough time. He looked down at his own cock, humming thoughtfully to himself. He doubted there would be any lube hidden around the empty cell, and he even more so doubted that Sam would be ever so kind as to do a quick run to the market to supply them with some. That was alright, he was quite resourceful. 

Moving to where the mutt's face was, snickering at the small puddle of drool that had already begun forming, he gently grasped its jaw. "Open." He tried, but once he was met with a confused blink, he gently pried it wide, repeating the new command. He'd train his new special dog well. 

Once its mouth was open, tongue lolled out, he held out his dick, the smile of his face darkening when Dream gave an experimental kitten lick to his cockhead. "Good boy, that's it~" and carefully pushed forward past its lips and into warm, sloppy heat. 

Dream in this headspace was messy but enthusiastic, licking and sucking frantically, Techno taking control by shallowly thrusting his hips, revelling in the quiet gags. There was something incredible about having this power over Dream, and the adorable puppy absolutely loving it.

Once he deemed himself wet enough, he pulled out, fixing Dream's position and repeating the command the same as before. Might as well start training early. 

Grasping at its hips tightly, he moved his dick between its thighs, rubbing along the underside of the mutt's cock, knot and balls, earning a desperate and needy wail. He glided it between them again, and again . He knew from watching Dream in the past how plush they used to be, but it didn't take away from still how good it felt, and how clearly turned on the dog hybrid was.

Dream's needy hole pulsed in tandem with its whine's, and just as pathetically. And while Techno wanted nothing more than to just stick his dick in the dog hybrid, he knew an unplanned fuck with zero lube and zero communication beforehand, was a bad move.

Fighting the urge to just say fuck it and just start fingering the mutt open with little more than spit for lube, Techno grasped the outside of Dream's thighs and squeezed them together, creating the perfect, warm little hole to drag his cock through, and maybe if Dream continued to be so good, he'd angle his cock to hit Dream's own and let it cum.

Keeping his hands where they were to maintain the perfect pressure, Techno drew his hips back slowly; letting Dream feel the drag of his cock alongside his the underside of its entire length, tantalisingly close to where it actually wanted it, but just enough pressure to leave its cock jolting involuntarily; before snapping his hips forward and beginning to fuck the hybrid's thighs in earnest.

Techno knew he wasn't going to last long, truthfully he'd been hard since the moment Dream first woke up and whined for belly rubs, but by the sound of Dream's whimpers and the way it was squirming, he might be beaten to the punch. The constant drip of precum from its cock leaked down its thighs and coated Techno's cock, providing a messy slide but he couldn't have cared less, and he was certain that if he took the time to look, there'd be a small puddle already forming beneath them, which would only grow.

"Fuck...good boy Dream. You're such a good boy." The answering whine brought a smirk to Techno's lips and he watched as Dream slumped forward further, boneless in its pleasure, so he paused his strokes for a moment, shushing Dream when it whimpered, and readjusted himself, bringing a thigh to rest alongside Dream's own to provide pressure as he removed one of his hands and moved it to Dream's scruff, anchoring it in place as he resumed his breakneck pace.

Dream gasped, unable to escape the pleasure and pressure that kept building inside of him, Techno keeping him trapped in a seemingly endless loop. He wailed and moaned openly, unable to form the words he needed- he needed to knot something- but it kept building and tears brimmed at the corners of his eyes as the intense feeling kept rising higher.

Dream came harshly with a loud yip, knot unable to catch onto anything but it still somehow felt incredible- being pent up for so long. Techno kept going a little longer, overstimulating his weak body until the inside of his thighs and the floor beneath him were painted in white.

Dream panted, letting his entire weight rest against the floor, ass still up and quivering. Techno squeezed it before chuckling and moving to sit in his line of sight, pulling the shaking hybrid onto his lap once again. "Good job, puppy. You did so good."

Dream whined, considerably more exposed than Techno was, and feeling much more vulnerable. He felt his mind slowly return to him, but his limbs stayed jelly-like and tired. "Ready to talk, pup?"

"mh...y-..you're an asshole." Dream's voice was raspy, resulting in a smirk from Techno, the man knowing all too well that it was from him throat-fucking the canine hybrid earlier.

"Maybe, but not the answer to my question."

Dream squirmed, face stubbornly pushed into Techno's shirt as he fidgeted with the hem of his own. But at Techno's prolonged silence, he realised he wasn't getting away from the conversation and nodded.

Techno smiled at Dream's red cheeks, but knew better than to laugh if he wanted any answers out of the man. A large hand wrapped itself around the base of Dream's skull, petting the matted curls gently as he waited patiently for Dream to emerge from his hiding spot. Which he eventually did, but not without a fair amount of coaxing and a promise from Techno to drag the cauldron over next to the lava in an attempt to boil today's supply of potatoes.

Once Dream felt ready to come out, Techno dropped his hand, expecting the man to leave his lap and have this conversation as far away from each other as possible, but instead Dream just leaned backwards, one foot resting next to Techno's hip and the other crossed over Techno's lap as he rested against the piglin hybrid's shins and hesitantly moved his gaze upwards to meet Techno's eyes.

All the fight was gone from him, now Techno did expect a few snarky comments here and there, but it was like Dream didn't have the energy to pretend to be the big, evil, dominant monster anymore, now that Techno knew for certain that he wasn't. And when he spoke, his voice was quiet, almost timid.

"Just...just ask your questions."

"Alright, first things first. Why did you hide that you were a hybrid?" Techno began slowly, carefully watching Dream as the hybrid got a little more comfortable. Who knew it just took a good orgasm to make Dream more agreeable, he would've done this sooner. 

"...It's embarrassing."

"What’s embarrassing-? Being a hybrid-?"

"No, being a dog . Not even a wolf or something, just a dog." Dream frowned, fidgeting with his shirt again. 

"I see...Who else knows?"

"George...and Sapnap- Bad too."

"Your mom?"

"Puffy adopted me after I started hiding it."

Techno nodded, hesitating for a moment and considering petting Dream again, but instead choosing to move onto the next question. 

"So, the way you acted..."

"...Yeah-?"

"What exactly is that?"

"It's" Dream groaned, clearly embarrassed, "I've been avoiding my hybrid instincts for a long time. This is the side effect... It's never been this bad- not since-"

"Since-?"

"George was the first...He only really used it as a sort of therapy for me, help my mind relax, but at some point me and him just sort of.. drifted apart, so I went back to rejecting it."

"When did you last go into this headspace?"

"This? It, uh, hasn't happened since- a little before doomsday." He laughed nervously. 

It'd definitely been a while since then.

Techno hesitated before, "...Did you enjoy our little uh- game -?"

The dog hybrid's face flushed red, and he went back to hiding his face shyly.

Dream's eyes were downturned, refusing to meet Techno's eyes as the tips of his ears burned, and as Techno realised Dream's hands were coming up to cover his face once more, he caught both in one of his own.

"Ah- no you don't, puppy." He kept his voice gentle, not wanting to spook Dream, but his grip was firm and his eyes were insistent, Dream wasn't weaselling his way out of this conversation. "C'mon, we need to talk about this...especially if you want it to happen again."

The hybrid's entire body froze in place, and if Techno thought Dream's face was red before, it was positively crimson now, extending well past the collar of his shirt and creeping past his hairline onto the ears that were swivelled to face him attentively. But he still wouldn't look Techno in the eye.

"...Again?" Dream's voice was small and delicate, almost fragile in its delivery, like he couldn't believe his ears.

And sue him but Techno felt his cold, unfeeling heart break just a little at the boy's tone. His voice was quiet and disbelieving, but there was the smallest glimmer of hope, like it was something he wanted so desperately but wouldn't allow himself to believe it could happen. Christ. What had happened to this guy?

Giving in, Techno raised the hand not currently holding Dream's smaller ones and brushed it through the mess of curls, deliberately wrapping the digits behind a scarred ear and giving it a gentle scratch. Dream still wouldn't look at him, but the way he ever so slightly leaned into the touch and the way Techno began to feel the tentative thwaps of Dream's tail against his leg, told him everything he needed to know.

"Yeah, again pup. If you want."

"...Yeah. I- I do..." He responded after a brief bit of silence, still too shy to look him in the eye. This was a far departure from the 'monster' the rest of the server thought they knew, and while Techno- more than most- had seen more human sides to the admin...it was never like this.

But trust was something Techno did not take lightly, and Dream trusting him with this meant a lot to him, instincts being a fragile thing. 

"Good boy. So good." Dream just whined, pushing his face against the warm body, letting Techno continue to pet and praise him. 

"...Can't believe I let you fuck my thighs. I'm still covered in your- stuff ."

Techno burst into laughter, glad Dream was back to his snarky self. "You came without knotting anything, pretty boy."

Dream growled, nipping at Techno's hand only for his jaw to be held firmly in place. 

"Let me knot you."

"Nah. I'd rather knot you ."

The dog hybrid covered his face again, "Stop-..."

"And yet- your cute little worthless dick is crying for more attention." It twitched, poking out from under his shirt, already dripping. "You're so easy to get riled up. You wanna get off, pup?" He whispered into his ear, fingers already beginning to drag up and down its length, not bothering with his knot.

"Tech~." A whine, his hips thrusting forward, "Wan' knot you"

"No. Pups don't get to knot."

"...Bu-."

"No buts. Now, You want me to breed you? You cum on my dick or not at all."

Dream whined, high-pitched and needy, looking shocked at himself for the sound. And the tail which had been wagging shyly threatened to dip between his legs out of embarrassment.

But Techno could see the pleading look in his eyes, the way his pupils were expanding and rapidly regaining that puppy-like haze, and he knew how badly Dream wanted it. Even if the mutt would never admit it, and so his grip on the man's jaw turned firmer and he forced his eyes up to meet his own. "Ah, ah, ah. Come on boy, if you want it, you gotta ask before you get all knot-dumb again."

His hand stilled on Dream's cock, fingers loose enough that he wouldn't be able to get any friction as he humped forward desperately, and Techno smirked. He knew that he was being unreasonable, but he wanted nothing more than to see Dream's pretty face splotched with red humiliation as he begged for what he wanted.

Dream let out a frustrated yip, and Techno was delighted to see tears already pricking at the corner of his eyes as the man forced himself to speak.

"Tech-" Dream cut himself off with a near sob, cock twitching at Techno's answering laugh.

"No, mutt. If you want something you need to ask." He leaned forwards, warm breath tickling Dream's ear as he chuckled to himself. "Don't you wanna be good? Huh puppy? Don't you wanna be a good boy?"

Dream was rapidly losing a war against his own instincts and he knew he needed to speak before he lost the ability to, because something told him that Techno would have exactly zero issues with not letting him cum and forcing him to wait for his knot to deflate all on its own. Which sounded more like torture at that moment than anything Quackity had ever managed to do to him.

A harsh squeeze to his cock, just the right side of painful, brought him out of his musings, and Dream's hips stuttered as he spoke, "Wan' be g-good!" He moaned, tongue heavy in his mouth, drool already beginning to pool at the tip of it. "Wan'-Wanna get bred."

And with that, Dream was completely gone, its words replaced with desperate whines as Techno smirked lazily at the dog in his lap.

"That's a good boy." He released his iron grip on Dream's cock, much to its dismay, and gave him a quick, soothing scratch behind the ear, before moving to start stripping it of the rest of its clothes, "Let's get this off huh? Silly puppy, you know dogs don't wear clothes."

Once the dog was completely exposed to his eyes, he used his cloak to make a more comfortable spot for it to lay on. 

"Present." he spoke, and then gently guided the mutt into the correct position, petting him as he did so. "There we go, good boy."

Gathering some precum from his already hardening dick, Techno used it as a makeshift lube, dipping a thumb in experimentally, earning a drawn out whine. He circled it around, using his other hand to lightly pull up its tail to get better access. When his index finger finally pushed its way in, Dream gasped, instinctually both trying to pull away and attempting to get the finger to go deeper.

One finger pumped in and out, quickly becoming two- then three, scissoring and stretching it carefully, smiling darkly at the yips, wails and moans as its dick uselessly twitched and begged for attention, knot swollen and needy. 

"So good for me, puppy. Such a good dog."

Finally pulling his fingers out, ignoring the pathetic whine from his pet, he gathered more pre to coat his own dick once more, pressing its head against the mutt's rim.

Dream's grip on the cloak tightened, legs quivering in anticipation.

But as much as he loved teasing the mutt, Techno didn't actually want to hurt it - at least not without some pretty lengthy conversations about consent and safe words first, and  so when Techno looked at the anxiety written in every rigid line of its body, he knew he had to calm it just a little and help it relax. Techno moved one hand back to the base of its tail, wrapping a gentle hand around it and stroking delicately at the soft fur where it met its spine.

Dream jolted at the feeling, but let out a soft keen, melting into Techno's grip, and the man chuckled at his pet, taking the opportunity to reach forward with his free hand, dragging it through the drool collecting on the floor near Dream's head.

He used the sloppy hand to drip some drool around Dream's puffy rim and coat his dick just a little bit more, largely as an excuse to give Dream more time to relax, before moving that hand back to its hip and starting to push forward. And while Techno didn't necessarily want to hurt his pup, he didn't see anything wrong with making it a little uncomfortable, and so he pushed in, slow and steady until his hips hit Dream's ass.

The mutt whined, hips shifting forward in discomfort at how fast it'd been speared open, the only thing keeping it in place was Techno's firm grip on its tail.

"Stay." He got a pathetic sounding whimper in response, but no further arguments.

Now that the squirming had stopped and Techno could breathe without Dream squeezing down on his cock like a vice, he began to draw back his hips slowly, gracing the pup with shallow thrusts and letting it get used to being full. And once it had relaxed completely, boneless in his grip, he drew back until just his tip was buried in the silky heat and snapped his hips forward with a vengeance.

His movements were rapid and deep after that, dragging along his pup's prostate with every thrust, and he couldn't help but chuckle at how desperate his boy sounded.

"Aw pup, is this- is this what you needed huh?" He slammed his hips harder for emphasis, "Just needed to be full like a good little whore?"

The only response was a garbled mess of what might've been words if the mutt had enough brainpower left to speak in this state, and Techno moved one hand to the centre of Dream's back, pushing his chest to the floor in search of a better angle. He knew when he found it, because something wet splattered against his leg.

He smirked, ready to mock the dog hybrid for being a quickshot, when the acrid smell hit him. Fuck, had Dream pissed himself? Techno groaned at the thought and his cock throbbed painfully inside of Dream. Submissive urination was rare and basically unheard of outside of a few select species, so the fact he'd gotten Dream to do it without even trying and seemingly without Dream even noticing was unbearably hot, and Techno knew he didn't have long before his thrusts turned sporadic and he came deep in that tight little hole.

Moving one hand back down to grip onto those pretty hips, a little harder than initially intended, the other went to hold the mutt down by its hair, spurred forward by the wails and moans of the submissive hybrid underneath him. 

Techno gave endless praise and gentle scratches at its ears with the hand buried in its hair, even as he put more force into his thrusts. Tears dripped down its cheeks as it yipped, humping against the soft cloak under them, Techno forcing its hips upwards and away from stimulation. 

Harder, his own knot pushing past the mutt's rim, every thrust hitting its prostate dead-on. The way its hole stretched around him made the fire within him burn brighter.

"Fuck-, You were made for this, pup. Such a good boy for me."

A few more focused slams, and Dream cried out, back arching off of the floor, cum staining the already ruined cloak beneath them, not too long after, Techno finally gave one last harsh thrust and his knot swelled, and he gripped the mutt's hips as he pumped it full.

He moved his other hand from its hair to its stomach, a satisfied noise at the back of his throat as he felt the obscene bulge that he had caused. 

"Good boy. Good dog ."

He wrapped his arms around Dream, knowing it would take a bit for his own knot to go down, until then- he'd enjoy the warmth of being deep inside his pet, scratching the hybrid's ears and whispering praises as it relaxed in his arms.

He knew it was only a few more days until Phil came to get them. A little longer then he'd bring his dog home and begin proper training. Ideas swam around in his mind, only dragged out time and again whenever Dream shifted, squeezing around his knot.

Dream buried its head in Techno's arm, gnawing gently against his skin. Techno didn't have the heart to make it stop, figuring it was okay just this once, especially since they hadn't actually begun any real training yet, and right now, his little mutt was seemingly untrained and bound to have a few behavioural issues pop up here and there.

Besides, he could certainly think of worse behaviours than a pup who needed something in his mouth at all times.

Dream's cock was still sputtering out dribbles of cum, its little knot sad and deflated after not being allowed to catch on anything, and Techno knew it had to be uncomfortable, but his boy didn't complain once. It was good to see, he'd been worried when the hybrid had started begging to knot him, thinking he'd have to train out some bad habits, but it looked like the mutt knew its place as nothing more than a warm hole, only good for being bred, even revelled in it if they way it had cum so quickly said anything.

There was cum starting to slip out from around Techno's knot as well, joining the dried splatters across its thighs from earlier, and that combined with the smears of piss across Dream's belly, left a deep-seated satisfaction in the recesses of Techno's brain. His boy smelled like him and smelled like the purest form of submission, and his instincts felt at ease for the first time in his life.

He couldn't help but let out a pleased grumble from deep within his chest, and Dream's responding squeak of a yip only elongated it.

Techno ground his knot into Dream's oversensitive hole just to hear the sound again and then kissed between its ears as an apology he really didn't mean, but his pup had been good and deserved some gentle cuddles while it came back to itself.

"You did so good puppy. You were such a good boy for me." He smirked into Dream's hair at the answering whine. "You were so desperate huh? Needed someone to take care of you?"

Dream didn't have its words back yet, but the slow, languid wags of its tail were more than enough of an answer.

And as Techno's knot finally started to deflate, he realised that Dream wasn't coming out of headspace any time soon, at the very least until after a long nap. And so he resolved to clean the little thing up and get it curled up in the most comfortable place this cell had to offer.

Dream whined pitifully as Techno's dick slipped out of it, hole clenching around nothing, so Techno stuck two fingers in the pup's mouth to gnaw on and give it something to focus on while he grabbed Dream's shirt to dip into the cauldron and then use to clean the worst of the mess off of it.

"Shh, I know pup, I know. I'll be done soon and you can take a nap. It's okay puppy. Shh."

It jolted a few times as the water was gently dabbed onto its body, carefully cleaning off their combined fluids. Its clothes were unusable at this point, but Techno didn't really care, it wasn't like the pup needed them.

He managed to ease out most of the cum from Dream's hole, kissing the pup’s forehead gently as he cleaned it out as best he could. It was difficult not to smile at the amount that dripped out of it, leaving a puddle below them. Once it was as clean as possible, considering the lack of soap, Techno pulled Dream onto his lap, cuddling it gently.

They had a bit more to talk about once it woke up, but for now- he let the dog relax against him. While Dream fell asleep relatively quickly, Techno let himself go into a semi-conscious state as well, something he’d managed to teach himself through years of practice to ensure he'd wake up if anything was heard around him.

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It was difficult to tell how much time had passed when he woke up, feeling Dream slowly try to crawl off of his lap. Techno yawned, wrapping his arms around his pet and pulling him close. "Mmmmornin'~"

"Techno-? Sorry, did I wake you up?"

"Nah. How are you feeling?"

Dream pouted, glaring up at him, "My ass hurts."

Chuckling, he nodded, "Heh, I bet George never fucked you like that before."

Dream went dead silent, causing Techno to raise an eyebrow, " Uh, Dream-? Something wrong?"

"Aha- N-No."

The piglin hybrid rolled his eyes, forcing Dream to look up at him again by grasping at his jaw, making sure not to hurt him in the process. "Liar."

"Ah- It's just that... George never uh... George never fucked me-."

"Heh?!"

"Yeah, he just... Used my knot and stuff. This was actually the first time I've done something like this." His face flushed crimson, and he avoided eye contact as he spoke, "-It felt...very good. So good actually. Never felt anything like that before." A shy smile crept up onto his lips, and he fidgeted with his hands.

Techno froze, his hand slipping from Dream's jaw in shock as he stared the other man down. He knew his silence was making Dream anxious, but he couldn't help it, his eyes wide and unblinking as he tried to process the information.

"You-" His voice came out broken and squeaky, so he took a moment to clear his throat, "You were a virgin?!" 

Dream's face slipped into a pout, fingers drawing into indignant fists, "I've fucked people before!"

Techno spurred into motion, spinning Dream in his lap to face him with a frustrated snarl that left Dream's ears pinned against his scalp. "You know exactly what I mean, Dream!" He took a deep breath, calming the fire in his stomach before smoke started to spill from his nose. "You were a virgin and you didn't tell me. Fuck, had you even fingered yourself before or was that new too?"

Dream's tail drooped at the admonishment, fingers picking at the skin around his nails as he stared at them. A long silence rang out between them before Dream ever so slightly shook his head with hunched shoulders, and whispered "Sorry."

Techno let out a deep sigh, one hand rising from its grip on Dream's waist to scrub through his own hair. "I'm not- I'm not mad, okay Dream? I swear I'm not."

At Dream's continued refusal to meet his eyes, Techno dragged his eyes down to watch Dream's tail; it being a far more accurate indicator of what was going on in Dream's pretty little head than the stiff line of his shoulders; before wincing when he saw it drawn tight between Dream's legs. Leaning forward, he pulled a sullen Dream into a hug, tucking Dream's head under his jaw as he stroked his hair.

"I'm not mad at you puppy...and I'm sorry for yelling. I just wish you'd told me." He paused, waiting for a response and received none, so he pulled the hug a little tighter and continued, "You're such a good boy, and you deserved a better first time than a rough fuck in a prison cell, god we didn't even use lube..."

He buried his face in Dream's curls, allowing himself a moment of self-flagellation, and sat with the dog hybrid, waiting for him to speak. It took a long while, but eventually Dream's tail thwapped softly against his leg in a shy wag, unintentionally announcing his intention to speak.

"...I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I-I didn't think it was that big a deal."

"It's okay pup, we both fucked up communicating a little huh? We'll just do better next time." Techno smirked as Dream's tail picked up speed at the mention of 'next time'.

But then he thought of something that had his own cock twitching in his pants, and a soft "fuck" slipping from his lips. Dream's head tilted in an unspoken question and Techno couldn't help but shift a hand down to squeeze Dream's exposed ass.

At Dream's answering gasp, he explained, "I just realised that I'm the only one to ever have you here, the only one to fuck you like you need, huh pup?" Predictably, Dream whined, shoving his greedy ass back into Techno's hand, but he only chuckled and let go, moving his hand to instead lightly trace the fur at the bottom of Dream's spine and continued speaking lightly, almost conversationally. "Guess that means I own your tight little hole, after all with the way you whined on my knot, pissing yourself like a bitch, no-one else will satisfy you."

Dream's face bled crimson at the words.

The poor hybrid whined in embarrassment, covering his face with his arms and refusing to meet Techno's gaze again. Everything that was happening was such a far cry from how people would expect a terrifying man like Dream to act.

Tough, dominant, unafraid and shameless. But here he was, face more red than the netherrack of the fiery other-dimension Techno hailed from. 

"Fuck... Techno don't- stop saying those things."

He just chuckled, "You're the one sitting on my lap naked." Speaking of which, his eyes trailed down the hybrid's body, zeroing in on his dick, already half-hard from the teasing. 

Dream yelped, looking immediately for any sign of his prison attire. 

"I mean, if you wanna wear it, feel free. It is covered in your cum though, as well as other stuff." Techno teased further, pulling the smaller person back against him. "Personally, I prefer you like this."

"Tech- what?! ”

"Puppies don't wear clothes, pretty boy."

Dream groaned under him, dick once again twitching, "You-" He hesitated, "Techno...?" he paused again, as if searching for the words, but any version of the request he tried to form made him even more shy, until he finally settled on something.

"You make me feel.... needy . Like I'm craving something." He squeezed his thighs together nervously, "I- need you. Just, need you so bad. Fuck, this sounds so pathetic...Y-you know what, ignore what I said." He immediately tried to pull away from Techno's grip, body aflame from embarrassment and shame.

"Hey- Where are you going pup?" Techno tightened his grip, pulling Dream back against his chest incessantly with one arm and resting his free hand on a knobbly knee, soothing him with a gentle stroke as Dream drew his knees up to hide himself.

He waited for Dream to stop struggling; preferring to wait him out instead of trying to speak over him; and eventually Dream did, arms folding around his knees and head stubbornly turned to the side, red-faced and shameful.

But when Techno opened his mouth to speak, he was interrupted by a frustrated sob.

It was clear Dream had tried to hide it, jaw clenched and eyes scrunched shut, but the sound had escaped and now it was like he couldn't stop. He was angry at himself and humiliated by his own actions, and Techno quietly mused to himself, probably experiencing some form of sub-drop from earlier. Choked sobs ripped themselves from Dream's throat as fat, ugly tears rolled down his grimy cheeks, and Techno had never felt more useless.

His piglin instincts were screaming at him, raging for blood over whatever danger had hurt his mate. But that was the problem with hybrid instincts, they were primitive and often best suited for physical threats, but this wasn't that. There was very little he could do to save Dream from his own brain.

Techno drew Dream into as tight a hug as he dared, chin pressed between Dream's ears as he scanned the cell instinctively for potential threats, and rocking them slightly to soothe the poor man, as he struggled to find something to say.

"You- You're not pathetic Dream." He took a deep breath, burying his face in Dream's hair for a moment to ground himself, unused to caring for someone on this level just as much as Dream was unused to being cared for. " None of this is pathetic. If you need this...if you need me then that's absolutely fine."

Techno swallowed deeply, a lump in his throat making it hard to breathe. But he knew he had to continue, it was his turn to be vulnerable.

"Be-Because I need it. I need you . A-And getting to take care of you like this...I can't give that up. I won't."

Dream sniffled, letting the tears drip silently as he processed what had been said to him.

"...You need me-?" The small voice quivered, shaky and unstable, allowing Techno to hold him, making him feel safe and protected. Never had he seen the Technoblade like this- but then again, no one had seen Dream like how he acted. 

They oddly fit each other. 

"Of course."

"... And you won't-...leave me?"

"Not on my life nor anyone elses. I'd fight thousands of wars to stay by your side."

Dream laughed shakily, more tears rolling down his cheeks, "A b-bit dramatic, don't you think?"

"I do mean it." He laughed back, kissing the hybrid on the head and scratching behind his ears, a content noise forming at the back of Dream's throat.

"I'm sorry- I don't know what came over me..."

"That's okay, it's normal, You're okay."

A few beats of comfortable silence before Dream spoke again, "I would too."

"Huh-?"

"I would also- fight thousands of wars... if It meant I could stay curled up against you, even just a little longer."

" ...A bit dramatic, don't you think?"

Dream wheezed, despite how teary-eyed he still was. He did feel much better, a lot more relaxed despite the position they were both in.

Techno allowed himself another moment of burying his face between Dream's ears, his nose might not be as powerful as the canine hybrids, but that didn't mean he missed the sharp reek of anxiety that had permeated the cell. It had caused his heart to race, and he needed that moment to calm himself.

Thankfully, despite having been cleaned to the best of Techno's limited ability, Dream's scent was still absolutely riddled with his, and there was no better way to calm his muddled thoughts than a well fucked mate stinking of his cum.

...Well amongst other things.

Techno cursed himself for thinking it, but honestly, he thought to himself, it might be best to get as many of the big, tough, embarrassing conversations out of the way at once as possible. Because he couldn't imagine Dream would be thrilled at his next question, but he needed to know just what to expect out of this arrangement . And with Dream's teary eyes drying up, it might as well be the perfect time to ask, before Dream got in his own head again and tried to hide away.

"So uh- Dream..."

"Oh god what now?" Dream's voice came out whiny, almost exasperated, a clear sign he was coming back into his usual self.

"We should uh-" Techno took a moment to collect his thoughts, smirking slightly to himself at the thought of just how embarrassed his boy would get and just how much fun he'd have exploiting it, "We should probably actually talk about the pee thing."

You could've heard every single pop of lava outside the cell at the moment with the way Dream froze, Techno was almost concerned that Dream had stopped breathing altogether, but a sharp inhale as Dream opened his mouth; the hard line of his jaw indicating he was absolutely about to spit some form of denial; alerted him otherwise. Techno however, didn't allow the man a moment to argue and bulldozed over his attempt to speak. "It's not a big deal Dream, tons of puppies pee when they get a little too excited. I'm not surprised that you're the same."

"I didn't get too excited!" Dream borderline yelled, squirming in Techno's grip as he tried to pull back to get enough space to glare up at the piglin hybrid’s entertained gaze.

Techno let out an amused chuckle, "Oh? Why did you piss yourself then huh? Do you need to be potty trained? Do you like the feeling of being full so much that you'll hold your pee until you physically can't any more just to accomplish it? Or are you just such a submissive bitch that you can't help it? Your body forces you to do it whenever you feel intimidated or are being put in your rightful place?" Dream's face grew redder at every single question, his ears flat to his skull, but the interested twitch of Dream's cock told Techno everything he needed to know.

Another chuckle escaped as Dream looked away, face burning and mouth opening and closing uselessly as he tried to think of any way to defend himself. Techno grinned, all teeth showing in a feral display as he slid Dream off his lap onto the obsidian floor and stood, palming his cock distractedly as he stared down at Dream and issued a single command.

"Sit."

Dream was hesitant, clearly not sure what exact position the command entailed, but he slowly uncurled himself and slid his knees under himself to rest his ass on his heels, palms curled in loose fists at his sides. Techno raised an eyebrow, not great, but they'd get there with some training.

Techno drew himself to his full height, making himself seem as tall and broad as possible, as he stared down at Dream. "So which is it mutt?" At Dream's continued refusal to answer, Techno crouched down, looming in his space, grinning. "Or maybe, you can't answer because it's all of them."

A beat of silence passed and suddenly the softest trickle of water sounded, loud in the quiet cell, Techno knew without a doubt what it'd be before he even glanced down, Dream's guilty, shame-stricken face telling him everything he needed to know.

"Aw puppy, again? Really?"

Dream whined lowly, turning his head away as his face burnt up in shame. He didn't dare meet Techno's gaze, tail curling and tucking. "I-..." He didn't know how to explain himself, in all honesty, he had no idea what happened or in fact why it happened. It all just seemed to come horrifyingly natural to him, from submitting to his rival's will to... this . 

"Has this happened before, pup? this is already twice in a short amount of time." The teasing voice broke through his muddled thoughts and he shook his head, still avoiding the stare that- if he wasn't naked already- would’ve felt like was undressing him through its sheer intensity.

"No." His sensitive nose could only smell Techno on him, so easily mixing with his own scent. Oddly enough, it was weirdly calming. 

"Awh, so it's just with me then, hm?" 

The noise it drew out of him, pathetic and desperate, as he shook his head, trying to find any excuse he could muster as to explain himself. But Techno lightly gripped his chin, tilting his head up and forcing their eyes to meet. 

"It's okay, puppy. You know it's normal, rare- but normal. It just means you belong to me, means I get to take care of you, if you'll let me."

He caught the way Dream's dick twitched again, "Techno, fuck...please-." 

"Did you like how it felt? Being stuffed to the brim?" He lazily asked, watching as his needy mutt humped and rutted against nothing, "Felt so good that you had to show who you belonged to? Show who's in charge of you?"

"You're driving me crazy. Stop-..."

"D'you want me to stop, pup?" Silence followed, the rutting getting more desperate, Techno using one foot to rest against his thigh to stop him from moving, the blond crying from frustration. "I need words."

Dream just growled, shifting himself so that Techno's leg was between his own, using that to rut against- he desperately needed to knot something, having been denied time and time again. "Knot..."

Techno smirked, dropping Dream's jaw as he stood from his crouch in a lazy stretch before crossing his arms casually and gazed down at him. Dream's whining didn't go unnoticed and he laughed to himself at the sight, before stepping forward and pressing his leg firmly against the mutt's leaking cock.

"T-Tech-" Dream gasped, hands reaching up to claw at the fabric behind Techno's knee, grabbing fistfuls as he thrust his hips sporadically.

"Well go on pup, you can hump if you want. It's the most you'll ever get to do with that useless cock of yours again."

Techno's mocking words drifted over Dream like a cloud, sounding distant and floaty as he rose onto his knees, wrapping his arms tighter into a hug around Techno's thigh, and began humping in earnest. The rough drag of fabric over his sensitive dick rubbed him raw, the sensation near painful, but he couldn't stop, small whimpers escaping at every thrust.

A particularly rough drag against the seam of Techno's trousers forced a howl out of Dream's open mouth, tongue lolling out as saliva began to drip from its tip. Dream wished he didn't, but he couldn't help but find the disinterested, bemused smile on Techno's face as he stared down at him like he was nothing more than one of his dogs playing with a new toy, incredibly hot, and the mocking chuckle Techno let out at his whines only served to push him closer to the edge.

Techno thought about speaking, thought about telling Dream how pathetic he looked in that moment, but honestly, he was in awe of how debased Dream looked, how willingly he submitted, and how beautiful he looked on his knees.

The swollen bulb of Dream's knot pulsed with need, but neither Techno nor Dream made any move to accommodate it, Dream because he was far too lost in his submission to even remember he had a knot to begin with, and Techno because he knew good pups shouldn't even have one, let alone be allowed to use it. And Dream was already close, the poor mutt was such a quickshot, so easy to rile up, and Techno loved it.

And as Dream's hips began to stutter, his grip on Techno's leg tightening and his thrusts became more desperate, Techno prepared himself, staring intently. When Dream gave one final thrust, his balls tightening and cock jumping as the first rope of cum beaded at the top of it, Techno ripped his leg out of Dream's grasp and stepped backwards.

Techno would savour the pitiful howl that left Dream's mouth for the rest of his life.

He stared down at the dog hybrid who's hips twitched uncontrollably, cock pulsing out cum sadly now that it no longer had stimulation and knot deflating in defeat, and watched as Dream sobbed in frustration.

His first ruined orgasm.

Tears streamed down his face, his legs feeling shaky and unstable as his body screamed for any kind of stimulation. He had moved to laying back down, reaching down- almost blindly- to try and finish himself off. Hopefully he could knot his hand and stop this almost torturous need for something more .

Techno was not having it, immediately grasping both hands with one of his and pinning them to the floor above his head. "Bad boy."

The words stung, tail immediately curling inwards, a whimper already on his tongue.

"Tech- please,"

"No, no whining. I told you already, you cum on my dick or you don't cum at all."

The pathetic blond wailed, but his own dick gave away his true feelings, jumping at the thought of being filled once again- tail joining the betrayal, uncurling from between his legs and thumping slowly against the obsidian floor.

He always seemed to try and deny himself what made him feel good, Techno was not going to let him escape his own wants or desires, not when he was more than happy to provide.

"Brat. You were so good. Be good and submit. I know you want to."

"Make me-!" Dream snarled back.

A vicious snarl breached Techno's face as he pushed his way into Dream's personal space. Dream flinched backwards, features pulled into a hesitant snarl of his own as he attempted to keep up his bratty persona, but Techno wasn't done. A strong hand grasped the back of his neck in a tight grip; the skin slightly looser there to help protect the delicate structures of a canine hybrid's throat; and pulled, leaving a fistful of skin in Techno's hand as every fibre of Dream's being screamed that he needed to submit.

Techno had scruffed him.

And as Techno stood to his full height, he dragged Dream to his feet as well, and that was where Dream expected it to end, Techno had made his point after all, but Techno still wasn't done, and Dream whimpered in shock as his feet left the ground, kicking out slightly and squirming in Techno's grip, before a deep growl had him freezing.

Dream hung there, dangling by his scruff by the strength of Techno's singular hand, and he'd never been more turned on, or more afraid in his life.

His entire body language had changed, and as Techno shifted his arm to let Dream swing around to face him, Techno's snarl bled into a smug grin, teeth bared in a show of dominance. Dream's tail was tucked, his legs drawn up and slightly parted to make himself appear smaller but also keep his belly exposed, his ears lay flat and he hung his head to leave the back of his throat exposed, leaving Techno as much room at his scruff as he desired.

But the biggest change of all was his eyes, wide and pleading, he was the picture perfect specimen of submission. There was still a level of intelligence behind them that wasn't present in puppyspace, so Techno knew that the hybrid wasn't all the way gone, but Techno didn't care, if anything it fueled the fire burning in his core further, as he'd forced this Dream into submission, the man, not the dog.

And as Techno stood there with the server's biggest threat dangling by his neck from one hand, he'd never felt more powerful.

"Shall we try that again mutt?"

Dream whined, rubbing his thighs together as something wet dripped down his legs, closing his eyes shakily. "S-...Sorry." He squeaked, unsure whether or not to be terrified or extremely turned on. He ended up settling on both . He was horny because he was scared, and he was scared because he was horny. "I'll be good." He rasped, submission evident in his big green eyes.

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Dream was fully exposed to Techno's eyes, he could see every inch of him, no matter what he did to hide- he couldn't hide from his gaze. But after being so bad, he wasn't sure the mutt deserved to be touching the ground so soon.

Effortlessly walking over to the lectern, he dropped the dog onto it, easily pinning his back against the obsidian wall and forcefully spreading his legs- positioning himself between them. One of his hands still grasped onto the scruff, keeping him still and good The manhandling clearly had an effect on the mutt, its worthless cock twitching with every shift and cruel word. 

A hot breath over his sensitive chest forced Dream's attention from the hand holding him still by the back of his neck, down to where Techno's face was, the warm wet tongue dragged up his side. The teasing drove him crazy, but he promised to be good- he wanted to be good. He couldn't put into words how much he needed this, needed Techno near him, against him, in him .

Dream moaned shakily as the tongue flicked over one of his buds, unable to escape the teasing pleasure from the hand still firmly keeping him in place.

Techno left a teasing nip to Dream's nipple, leaving him keening as he tried to push himself up into Techno's warm mouth, but was denied. Dream felt the piglin hybrid smirk against his skin before the man abruptly pulled away, removing his hands and taking a half step back, Dream attempting to follow his movements only to be reprimanded with a barked order of "Stay!", causing him to still.

With his submissive frozen in place, Techno took a moment to look him over, a feral grin on his face as he considered the idea brewing in the back of his mind.

"Y'know pup, I really was pretty nice to you earlier huh? Letting you hump my leg and cum even though you weren't being a very good boy?"

Dream whined in the back of his throat, already feeling needy now that Techno wasn't touching him, but forced himself to nod, Techno had been super nice, especially when he hadn't needed to be. Dream was being bad and he still got a treat, even if that treat hurt and left the skin of his cock raw and aching, getting no relief or satisfaction from his release, only a sad feeling of emptiness and unfulfillment.

Techno was internally thrilled at Dream's easy compliance, it was looking more and more like all Dream needed was a firm hand and he would be tripping over himself to submit.

"Well that isn't very fair now is it?" Dream shook his head dumbly, eyes trained on where Techno's hand was snaking down to the button at his waistband, teasingly running a finger along it. "Glad you agree puppy." He popped the button. "Because you-" He dragged his zipper down. "Are going to lean back-" He pulled his waistband down just enough to pull his cock out, elastic tight under his balls. "And hold your legs up-" He gave his cock a single, leisurely pump. "So that I can see that pretty hole."

Dream stared at him for a moment, uncomprehending, before he slowly leaned back against the obsidian wall and hesitantly hooked a hand under each of his knees, pulling them towards his chest and letting them spread slightly.

His tail was still curled protectively over his crotch, and as submissive as Dream was, it still took him a long moment to uncoil his tail, letting it hang from the edge of the lectern as he exposed his dripping cock and needy hole, still unused to being this vulnerable, but forcing himself to try.

"Yeah, just like that. Stay!" Techno murmured, hand already starting to slowly work his length as he stared at his boy. "You be a good hole and sit still pup, won't take me long to get off when I've got a toy as pretty as you."

As his hand reached his tip, Techno swiped his thumb over the head and shivered, fingers tightening reflectively as he let out a gasp before continuing.

Dream did his best to sit still, breaths shaky as he watched Techno's movements. Those red eyes watching him like he was a prize, something hungry deep within them that made him shiver. The effort used to keep his legs in place made his muscles tremble a bit, the time in prison had chipped away at his strength and stamina. 

Techno took his time though, tugging slowly quickening in pace. Every time Dream's eyes wandered, Techno snapped his fingers, or growled in warning, green eyes settling on mindlessly watching as the piglin hybrid slowly pushed himself to the edge. The calm voice of his cellmate drifted around him as his mind slowly escaped him.

He squeaked in surprise when Techno tightly gripped his hip, almost purring at the contact once his brain realised who it was, making a similar noise of shock when the first rope of cum hit the inner parts of his thighs, the rest spilling onto the floor.

It took his sluggish brain a moment to register Techno speaking to him, but the meaning behind the words wasn't breaking through the fog, then he was slowly pulled off of the lectern, and finally a word made sense.

"Sit."

That was simple, he could understand that. The floor was sticky and wet but Techno seemed pleased when Dream obeyed, finally getting a scratch behind his ears, the affection making him yip softly. A hand gently cupped his cheek, and moments later Techno's thumb pushed into his mouth, drool and saliva coating it effortlessly, before the hand was pulled away carefully.

A voice right next to his ear, "Good boy." and pressure against his back and neck guided him down, until his face was inches away from the warm obsidian floor. 

The stabilising voice returned to his ear, a hand lovingly scratching the sensitive area gently, "Lick."

It was like his brain was lagging behind, because before he knew it- he was already doing as he was told- once realisation hit him, along with the salty taste of cum on his tongue- it was a bit too late, praises already washing over him and making his instinct-fueled brain cry in joy. Besides, it didn't taste that bad, or at least that's what the more logical part of him that was still holding on tried to justify. His tail picked up in movement, a hand petting his back.

His cock remained neglected, tip flushed and weeping, knot swollen and begging for something, anything at all.

Dream continued licking until all the cum was gone, the obsidian rough on his tongue, but thankfully not sharp enough to cut him. And once his task was finished Dream looked up at Techno sluggishly, feeling like he was wading through powdered snow with every movement.

Techno laughed softly at the sight, before reaching down and hooking a finger into Dream's mouth, his parted lips and drooping tongue making it an easy task, and inspected inside.

"Good boy! Didn't even have to tell you to swallow huh pup? Guess you were just that cum hungry." The words drifted lazily over Dream, in one ear and out the other, as he hummed happily at Techno's soft tone, sighing softly as the fingers were withdrawn gently from his mouth and wiped against the side of his face, before reaching up to give him a long, languid stroke down his spice, starting at his scruff and ending at the base of his tail, which was given a soft scratch.

The delicate touch to his tail had Dream moving instinctively to present himself, tail raised high and back arched to display his hole as he dipped his chest to the floor.

But a hand at his scruff stopped him in his tracks and tugged him back to his hands and knees. His scruff was released and Techno crouched in front of him and looked him in the eyes with a disappointed frown. "Ah, ah, ah. None of that mutt, you already came." Dream let out a petulant whine, opening his mouth to speak, but was cut off. " No Dream. You already came, don't be greedy."

Dream hung his head guiltily with a mumbled "sorry" , trying to ignore his throbbing cock.

Techno sighed, giving Dream a pat on the head with a heavy hand, "It's okay boy, I should've expected it." He rose to his feet and stretched out his back, glancing towards the dispenser in the wall as it ticked to life, scattering the day's serving of potatoes across the floor. "George let you get used to thinking with that worthless cock of yours, let you think that it was good for anything other than slapping prettily up against your belly when you get fucked."

Said worthless cock bobbed in desperation at Techno's degrading words, and Dream held back a whine as he realised he really wasn't going to be allowed to cum. Techno was going to make him wait for his knot to deflate all on its own.

"It's not your fault, it just means we're going to have to train that bad habit out of you puppy. You cum when I say, how I say, and you will never use that pathetic knot for anything ever again."

Techno turned his back to Dream, the potatoes signalling a new day, or at the very least- signalling that Sam had bothered to feed them. Over the short time he'd been there, he'd already learnt the harsh conditions that Dream had been forced to endure, the type of thing that made his blood boil in rage.

But now, it was important his puppy ate something, and so he attempted to at least cook the potatoes slightly using the water from the cauldron and the heat from the lava.

Raw potatoes.

As a man who knew a thing or two about potatoes, Techno couldn't help but feel a tad insulted. Dream's quiet whines that he tried to hold back didn't go unnoticed, moving to sit differently- on his ass knees pulled up to his chest and arms wrapped around them. He was clearly trying to ignore his own desperation, opting to do his favourite activity- staring into space.

Techno needed to get him some toys once Phil picked them up. Not the most well advised hobby.

Once the potatoes were cooked as well as they could be, he gave Dream the bigger one- "Eat." - and Dream did not need to be told twice.

He was starving, Techno having to make him slow down a few times as he ate. Just another thing to train out of him, a food aggressive dog was dangerous.

Finishing up his own 'meal', he glanced over, able to spot the useless dick hiding behind his knees. The knot had fully gone down, dick still half-hard. Dream's tail was still, hands fidgeting nervously, ears twitching as he listened to the sounds around him.

Techno took a moment to observe him, wondering if maybe he'd taken their play too far, before he realised that Dream was staring at the far side of the cell, the exact spot where the lava wall would part in order to allow the moving platform access to their cell from the main body of the prison.

"Dream? You good?" Dream startled at the words, ears standing on end as they swivelled to face him.

"What?" Dream blinked at Techno, taking a moment to process the piglin hybrid's question before wincing slightly and continuing, "Oh, yeah, I'm fine."

Techno raised an incredulous eyebrow, gesturing wordlessly to where one of Dream's hands was pulling harshly at his tail fur, while the other worried at a deep cut, barely scarred over, still pink and raw, on Dream's shin. A cut that Techno knew for a fact Dream hadn't had when he entered this prison.

Dream's gaze followed Techno's hands and he froze immediately and hid his hands behind his back guiltily, looking all the while like a child trying to hide a broken vase.

At Techno's unimpressed look Dream slumped backwards against the wall and stared at the ceiling to avoid Techno's assessing gaze.

"I'm- I'm just feeling a little anxious is all, not like there's all that much to do in here to work off that nervous energy." Dream admitted quietly; Techno didn't believe it for a second. Oh he was sure that Dream's anxiety was a factor in his actions, just not the direct cause, and more than anything, Techno hated the fact he was being lied to.

"Uh huh...and it has nothing to do with all those pretty new scars you refuse to talk about does it?"

Dream went quiet, jumping at a random noise outside the cell. Something was clearly making him anxious- and this wasn't the first time he'd seen this behaviour, though not as openly as it could be seen now, in this moment. His tail curled protectively around himself.

Techno waited a few moments, before Dream was the one who broke the silence. "I...don't want to lie to you, Techno. I just- " he felt something wet fall onto his lap, realising a little too late that he was silently crying.

Techno was at his side immediately, pulling him onto his lap and into gentle arms. Techno did not miss the flinch before Dream relaxed into his hold.

"...It's too much for me. Sam- he...he let someone in." It was painfully vague, but Dream hesitantly continued, "He let him hurt me."

Dream didn't dare name him, terrified that even saying it would somehow summon him here. 

Techno held on, a deep burning rage quickly building that he couldn't direct at anyone- his instincts crying out for blood as he tried to focus on comforting his mate.

"I'm not ready...I'm sorry." Dream whispered, voice raspy and unstable, hand clinging onto the front of the piglin hybrid's shirt. "He always arrives at this time...until you showed up. Every day."

"It's okay darlin'. You're okay. You don't have to tell me anything until you're ready."

Techno kept one arm wrapped around Dream, raising the other to run comfortingly through Dream's hair. He rocked them soothingly and leaned forward to kiss Dream on the crown of his head.

He was the absolute picture of calm.

But internally? Techno's thoughts waged war on each other, screaming for blood and begging for slaughter. Who fucking dared to touch his mate? Rapidly, almost maniacally, rambling in his own mind, Techno scoured through members of the server, trying to think of who could've done this.

Dream had used masculine pronouns, so that ruled out the female members of the server, but there were some people, like Eret, who used multiple pronouns and could still be considered. Techno didn't think there was anyone on the server who used strictly they/them or neo pronouns at the moment, everyone used at least one typically gendered pronoun, so that didn't rule anyone out. But the real question is who would do this? Who had the stomach to systematically torture a man who couldn't fight back, couldn't run away and couldn't ask for help?

The canine hybrid had enemies for sure, but Techno wouldn't've thought any of them capable of this.

Tommy? No. The little shit wouldn't so much as look at his own hotel now that Dream resided in the prison behind it, there's no way he'd have the guts to show his face in Pandora. And Techno wasn't even sure that Sam would let him in considering the man's obvious soft spot for him.

Tubbo? Maybe. The kid was a wild card and every story Ranboo came back with showed a deeper, more deranged spiral. But...he had a toddler, and a husband, and lived a fair distance from the prison, even by Nether, would he even have time to make it here from Snowchester and back each day?

Sapnap? No . As damaged as their relationship was and as hotheaded as Sapnap was, he wouldn't torture the boy he grew up with. He might be willing to kill the man. But torture was too far.

George? Doubtful but possible. He was clearly more than willing to abandon his submissive with little more than a 'go fuck yourself' after being dethroned for his own safety, and he'd all but disappeared after Dream was left to rot, it wasn't like anybody could tell you where the man went on a daily basis. But did he really have the stones to do this to his ex?

And really...who else was there? Because unless Ghostbur was hiding some sinister secrets behind his dopey, amnesiac façade, no one else really hated Dream that Techno knew of. There were plenty of people who didn't like him, sure, but those same people had just as many issues with Tommy as they had with Dream, and even if someone else did hate him...most members of the server couldn't exactly be considered a threat, especially not to someone like Dream.

So who was it?

And that was the exact moment Techno had a sickening realisation. The one person that no one would question seeing enter the prison over and over again. Who Sam would trust implicitly after the...confrontation that had Dream thrown in here. Who Dream would let his guard down around and be thrilled to see. Who was strong enough and cruel enough to pull this off. Who Techno was going to skin alive when he finally got out of here.

Punz.

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Dream had ended up closing his eyes, but he was far from asleep, the way his ears were alert, constantly flicking at every single modicum of sound, gave that away. But his breathing was slow, the rocking motions enough to slowly but surely ease the man's nervous energy.

But eventually, Dream fell asleep in his arms, Techno gently petting his hair and ears as his brain and the voices buried within it planned and imagined all the horrific ways he could kill Punz, could spill his blood for being the probable cause behind his mate's scars.

It was a few more hours before Dream awoke, Techno being half asleep himself, refusing to let go of the puppy in his arms.

Said puppy though, glanced up at the taller man, stretching out before nuzzling against him, licking his arm gently a few times. The saltiness of the skin was oddly nice, and Techno's scent was comforting as it was sometimes overwhelming as it surrounded him. It was the kind of smell that made him want to give his everything to Techno.

Neediness still prickled at the back of his mind, but he didn't want to be punished once more. Maybe-...

His face flushed red at the thought. He was submissive, sure but- his ego was surely still intact enough not to stoop that low?

He wanted it so badly though. Maybe...if he asked, asked to be bred- Techno would agree, let him feel that incredible full feeling he experienced a bit ago- his brain was a battle of willpower he was actively losing, his need outweighing his logical mind that tried to cling on.

That logic seemed to drift further and further away, and no matter how hard Dream tried to cling on, his instincts were creeping up from the recesses of his mind and that puppyspace haze was once again starting to linger behind his eyes. He couldn't help but let out a frustrated huff, knowing that regardless of his ego or his remaining dignity, Techno's puppy was going to do whatever it wanted.

And that belief rang true as Dream gave its head a shake, ears flopping irritably as it pushed clumsily out of Techno's lap and tumbled to the ground with a soft thud. It rose to its hands and knees, arching its back in a stretch before letting out a bored yawn.

Techno remained still, his face tense in his sleep, clearly agitated over whatever was happening in his dreams.

Dream let out a whine, nudging at Techno's knee with its nose. Why was he still sleeping, couldn't he tell that Dream needed him? It rested its chin on Techno's knee, staring up at him mournfully as its belly lay flat to the floor. It winced as its sensitive cock dragged on the obsidian with any small movement, but didn't get up, glad for some pressure on its weeping dick, even as its hole fluttered sadly in its emptiness.

It needed to be bred, why couldn't its owner see that?

Frustrated, Dream wiggled its body forward until its head was in Techno's lap and nosed at his clothed cock, licking delicately over the fabric and pouting over not being able to taste him. Techno's cock twitched in interest and Dream rubbed its cheek over the hardening length, growing more and more irritable every second there wasn't a cock in its hole.

It whined again, hips drawing up into an instinctual 'present', with its chest still half resting in Techno's lap, but Techno still didn't move.

And that's when Dream did something stupid, something that its usual headspace was screaming at it in the back of its brain for. It barked . First soft and hesitant, then when Techno still didn't wake up, louder and more assured; the bark of a puppy desperately wanting attention, and there wasn't a dog owner alive who didn't know that noise, even in their sleep.

Techno startled awake, ready for a fight at the sudden disruption, before registering the weight in his lap. He looked down, only to be met with baleful puppy eyes and a cocked head, front paws drawn up under its chin as it sat inches from his half hard cock, chest as flat to the ground as it could accomplish with his legs in the way, back arched and hips high in the air, parted legs quivering in excitement, and a wagging tail flat to its back as it presented its hole to the room.

Fuck. What a way to wake up .

Red eyes carefully looked over the shaking puppy in his lap, the eyes giving away the headspace it was currently in. "Hey pup." He cooed, unable to help the smile that crept onto his face as Dream licked his hand.

The puppy whined again, yipping as a rough hand found and circled around its puffy rim, tongue lolling out.

Sue him, Techno couldn't say no to the adorable (and needy) mutt in his lap, not when it acted like this. He praised the dog lightly, fingers finally pushing in.

Dream felt like it was on cloud nine, finally not feeling empty, its owner was inside him. It wasn't big enough to be satisfying, but it still felt good .

Another hand went to pet its head as the finger moved inside it slowly. It needed more .

It needed Techno to breed it properly. Finally, through the haze, it could finally mumble two words- and that was all that was necessary.

"Breed...me..."

Techno froze, disbelief clouding his features as he stared at the dog. Had it just spoke ? Dream didn't speak in puppyspace, it couldn't as far as Techno had been able to tell.

"...Dream? Can you talk?" Hazy eyes stared up at him incomprehensibly as it whined, pushing back against his hand, trying to get his fingers deeper. "Dream?" Still nothing. Techno tried a different approach, maybe it was some kind of in between headspace? "Dream. Speak!" An excited bark sounded immediately, Dream's hips wiggling in place with the force of his tail.

Huh. Okay, so not in between. Full puppyspace. Poor little mutt must've been so desperate to be bred that it learned to talk, if only for a moment. And well...there wasn't much Techno could do except reward it for being such a desperate little slut. Positive reinforcement did wonders in training after all.

"Good boy Dream!" Techno pumped his finger a little faster, pulling it out for a moment to let Dream drool over his hand and taste itself for a moment as a makeshift lube, before making quick work of stretching his boy open, taking care to be as gentle as possible now that he knew Dream had all but been a virgin before now, while still keeping it quick and efficient to appease the whiny, wiggling puppy he had humping the air in front of him.

When he deemed the dog hybrid stretched just enough for his cock, Techno gently removed his fingers, shushing Dream as it whimpered and letting it chew on his fingers once more to distract it as he shuffled behind it and let out a strained groan at the sight of its twitching, puffy hole. And as Techno swiped a hand through the puddle of pre dripping from the pup's drooling cock to swipe over his own for lube, he noticed something that had him gripping his base in a desperate attempt not to cum prematurely.

"Oh fuck."

Dream was hard, but his knot wasn't out.

Biting his lip, he managed to regain his composure, letting praises fall from his mouth, this was something his puppy needed to be rewarded for. He pressed his tip against the mutt's needy hole, feeling the way it fluttered against the pressure.

Pushing in was slow, and once he was halfway in, he pulled out until the tip before forcing the entire length back in, his hips hitting the back of Dream's ass.

If Techno could frame a noise, it would be the one his pup let out in that moment, the sharp gasp and moan, rim squeezing around him tightly. It whimpered, the feeling of being full made its instincts cry in joy.

Techno moved to loom over it, both hands gripping at pretty hips. Dream's submission made Techno's own instincts relaxed, even more so now that he was finally breeding his mate again.

He pulled out to the tip once again, forcing his entire length into the welcoming heat. Again, and again- choked moans falling from the mutt's lips combined with yips and gasps.

The body below him took it like a champ, like the good boy it was. His pup.

Each thrust brought him closer and closer to the edge, his knot teasing at the edge of Dream's hole. But Techno held himself off, he wanted at least one orgasm out of Dream before he knotted it.

He had no idea how it would work without Dream's knot, and his dick twitched at every possible eventuality. Would it pop at the last second? Would it no longer be able to cum untouched now that its knot wasn't being pushed against its belly with each thrust? Would it cum more, squirting like a girl does? Would it cum less, watery and translucent now that it had no reason to try and breed anything? Would it be able to cum at all?

Techno moaned at each thought, knowing that whatever the answer may be, the sheer fact that Dream's body had altered itself in any way to be a better sub, was enough to leave him hard a thousand times over. And, he wondered briefly, were there any future changes on their way?

Dream squirmed in his grasp, mottled cock red and angry against its stomach as it whined for more stimulation. Techno grinned, adjusting his grip to have one hand grasping at blonde hair, and forcing Dream to arch its back further, giving Techno a better angle as he ground his knot against Dream's entrance.

Its legs quivered, front paws scrabbling uselessly at the ground as Techno held it upright with one hand. Its mouth hung open but a babbling mix of moans, whines, whimpers and yips, were the only things to escape.

It was close.

Dream's hole tightened around him, voice growing hoarse from how loudly it was moaning. A sharp inhale before a much louder yip, and the pup came harshly, Its knot staying the exact way it was before, making Techno purr in satisfaction. He watched as it made a mess below it, cum splattering onto the obsidian in long ropes, body shaking in overexertion. 

"Good boy, such a good boy." He murmured into its ear, thrusts somehow getting faster and rougher, smirking at garbled wails of pleasure from his mate. 

His grip on its hair tightened, his own knot finally forcing its way into the willing heat, expanding and locking them together as he pumped the mutt below him full. He continued to lightly grind his knot, smirking at the yips and squeaks he received, one hand reaching down once again to gently feel at his pup's stomach. 

It was difficult not to go for another round, cum inside his boy again when he felt himself so easily. Dream was his . His voices chanted those words over and over as he pulled his pup into his arms, massaging at its back. It sounded content, burying its face into his shoulder. 

'Hey you should clean up before Phil arrives' A quiet voice inside him whispered, lost amongst the demands for another round, blood and alike. 

His mind still continued to go over all the things he could do once he brought his puppy home, looking down at tired green half-lidded eyes. 

His. 

Of course Techno has had things that belonged to him before, but this was different. If anything tried to take his mate away, there would be hell to pay. 

Punz. That was enemy number one. He'd make sure that scum didn't get anywhere near them.

One day. One . Until Phil arrived. Based on their feeding schedule at least, it was the closest thing he had to a day counter in here, his internal clock thrown off by the lack of access to the sky, and the lava casting an ever-present glow that never dimmed. Techno was hopeful that with as many human rights violations as this prison committed that the Warden had at least done the bare minimum of keeping them on a consistent feeding schedule.

Techno stroked a thumb over Dream's full stomach, as skinny as the pup was, it distended obscenely when filled with cum, looking like it was pregnant yes, but also giving an approximation of what his mutt would look like when they managed to get it eating properly.

He sighed, exhaling deeply as he dipped his head back to stare at the ceiling. They had a long road ahead of them.

Dream was starving and deeply malnourished, with access to food, sunlight, clean water and clean living conditions all cut off. The dog hybrid was constantly dehydrated and in a state of near delirium due to the inhumane conditions. And that was all before you added in the aspect of daily fucking torture.

Techno's grip tightened involuntarily at the thought and Dream whimpered in his grip, "Shh pup, it's okay, you're okay." he murmured, pressing his lips to the crown of Dream's head until it settled.

Shifting to rest his cheek on the top of Dream's head, Techno hummed to himself. It was an old song, one he couldn't remember more than just the tune to, and he couldn't remember where he'd learned it, but it sat heavy in his bones and forgotten memories sang unheeded in the back of his mind.

Punz would pay.

Techno had done a lot of things in his life, some he'd forgotten, some that forgot him, and many he'd regretted. But he'd never done this . He'd never lured a drowning man in and gained his trust, helped fuel his insecurities and paranoia so that he pushed everyone else away, only to abandon him at the most crucial point. And Techno had certainly never carried on from there. He'd never abused the trust of an entire server to get close to the man he'd betrayed, to torture him day in and day out. And for what? Pleasure? Power? Some twisted sense of justice?

No that fucker would pay. Punz would never hurt Dream again.

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Dream whined softly in its sleep, content over being full. It was easy to feel safe in Techno's arms, wrapped in a protective blanket. It was however, difficult for Techno to convince his instincts to let him pull out once his knot went down, shushing the soft whimpers as he carefully tugged himself out, unable to hide the smirk as cum dripped out of the gaping hole.

His mate smelt of him, and that was enough to relax the ever restless voices in his head, if only for a moment. He knew logically he should clean them both up, but he couldn't bear to pull away from his pup.

Perhaps he could leave it for a little bit longer. He pressed another kiss to his dog's head, one hand drawing circles into its back, frowning as he felt each rib and the ridges of its spine.

Sam was another who would feel his wrath, all in due time. But for now, his focus remained on his family, he was sure Phil would welcome this new addition with open arms and wings.

And there they stayed, for the next several hours by Techno's best approximation. He dozed, drifting in and out of sleep as Dream slept on, face peaceful for once.

But they had to get up eventually, and when Dream's twitches stilled and his sleepy snuffles turned to a muffled yawn against Techno's skin, Techno knew it was time. He released his grip on Dream, smirking as the pup slipped down his chest slightly, grumbling half-heartedly, and stretched, before nudging Dream of his lap and clambering to his feet, cursing under his breath as one leg remained stubbornly asleep, pins and needles shooting up the length of it.

A limping walk and a few begrudging stomps took care of it soon enough, forcing blood flow even as he gritted his teeth in discomfort. Give Techno the pain of a stab wound any day, but mild discomfort or pain like this? Fuck that.

Once the pain was gone, Techno surveyed the room, a deep-seated pride puffing out his chest at the utter debasement before him. Anyone who saw (or smelled, for that matter) this room would know exactly who Dream belonged to. But even as he thought it, Techno knew that wasn't what Dream wanted, at least not yet, and that he needed to make at least some attempt to clean it. And as his gaze fell on the bleary-eyed canine hybrid on the floor, Techno knew that he needed to find him something to wear as well.

There weren't exactly many options, locked in a cell as they were, and he couldn't place all his faith in Phil deciding to bring at least one of them a change of clothes during the prison break, which made it difficult. His own clothing would positively drown Dream, and besides the point, they'd end up with the exact same situation they'd started with, just in the opposite direction. He could rip his cloak to drape around the pup if needed, but it was currently matted with dried cum and he'd rather try to save it than destroy it completely.

Dream's prison uniform was their best shot, even if he hated the idea of putting his mate back into it.

And as Techno crossed the room to pick it up, he laid eyes on the cauldron, realising that dunking it in water and attempting to scrub the prison garb of their combined filth was the most practical option.

He did his best to clean the clothes, even though his instincts told him not to- that it was better people knew who not to mess with. Once doused thoroughly, he used the heat of the lava to dry them off, before manoeuvring the sleepy puppy gently and getting him dressed. He'd get a proper bath once they got back to the cabin, a nice warm bed and good food. 

It was a few more hours before potatoes signalled the start of another day. His arms wrapped around his mate as he listened closely for any odd noises- Dream must've noticed his odd behaviour, since he immediately pointed it out, "What's going on-?"

"...We're going home soon, pup."

The distant sound of explosions resulted in a wide smirk gracing his features, moments later, the lava was split apart by a shorter man with dark black wings. He had a slight glow to him, as if under the effect of a potion. 

"Hi mate-!"

"PHIL-!" Techno cheered, Dream wincing at the sudden loud noise in his ear. That was when Phil's eyes narrowed, looking between Techno, Dream and the state of the room. Sue him, Techno had prioritised getting Dream clean and dressed over making their cell more presentable, he thought it was more important, especially considering their imminent departure.

Phil's narrowed gaze slid around the room, eyeing the miscellaneous puddles of cum dried to the obsidian, alongside darker, rusted stains that were almost invisible against the dark stone, before resolutely deciding he didn't want to know. Squaring his shoulders, he glanced back towards the two men, opening his mouth to speak before his eyebrows shot upwards sharply, mouth gaping open as he stared at Dream in a moment of unabashed shock.

Techno and Dream realised what he was staring at in the exact same breath, and Dream slunk lower in Techno's lap, his conspicuous ears flattening against his skull and obvious tail drawing between his legs. Techno winced, realising that he'd completely forgotten that Phil didn't know about Dream's hybrid status.

At their reactions Phil schooled his expression, deliberately shifting his gaze to Techno and giving Dream a moment to breathe.

"So mate, are we good to move? I'm assuming we're bringing Dream along?"

The piglin hybrid cleared his throat and nodded, "Yeah, as long as you brought enough fire res for all of us" before silently ushering Dream off his lap and rising to his feet, fighting the urge to drag Dream up with him and allowing the man to stand independently. "Dream you got anything you wanna bring with us?"

Dream didn't answer, instead quietly inching his way over to a chest as he fidgeted with his fingers, ears still hidden and tail still tucked, before grabbing two grubby looking journals and stuffing them inside his pockets for safe keeping.

"I-I've got everything." Phil was kind enough not to mention the stutter, but he couldn't help but feel a pang of reluctant sympathy. The admin was clearly out of his element, exposed in more ways than one considering his bare face, and as a result, had never looked so small.

...Although come to think of it, he definitely was smaller. That jumpsuit shouldn't be hanging off him in the way it was, fabric pooling at the end of bony wrists and jaw angular in a way that screamed malnourishment. Dream hadn't even been in here that long, so what the fuck had happened to him?

Phil had questions, but based on the vicious glint in Techno's eyes, he wasn't sure he was going to like their answers.

Regardless, they were working on a time limit here, fire res only lasted so long after all, and besides that, they were trying to be in and out before someone noticed; or Sam woke up for that matter, he'd had a lovely run in with one of Niki's proudest creations to date, muffins with a weakness potion baked into the batter. Which when eaten right before bed, left the consumer indisposed for a number of hours longer than they might have anticipated. Drawing their attention with a decisive clap of his hands, Phil spoke, "Right, let's get a move on then."

Gulping down the potions, the group passed through the lava unharmed, proceeding through blown up walls and corridors. Niki and Ranboo were set to meet them near a hidden nether portal to quickly and efficiently reach the arctic. Ranboo had elected to stay behind to be the one to destroy the portal, considering his connection to a dangerous political figure- it left him the safest option to cover their tracks. 

Reaching the portal, Techno immediately greeted his allies, this escape wouldn't have been possible without them. Dream clutched onto his shirt with one hand like a lost child, using him to help stabilise his shaking legs after months of inactivity, malnourishment and abuse. At first Niki glared down at him, before her eyes widened. 

"...Huh?"

Ranboo was the next to notice. Tilting their head as they glanced at Techno for answers.

Dream hated this, hated feeling small and weak. At least when it was just Techno, he felt safe in his arms, his embrace, despite searching eyes. This however, felt like he was back under Sam or Quackity's gaze. He felt like his ears were ringing, his chest felt tight- the soft touch from Techno suddenly felt like it was burning him alive. His heartbeat wouldn't slow down, he was losing it . He was pathetic , weak , worthless . Everything Quackity told him and more. His legs felt more unstable, he couldn't hear anything around him other than the thump, thump, thump of his heart.

The worst part was that Techno wasn't even looking at him, instead looking at his allies, probably giving a half-assed explanation that no one believed. But Dream couldn't hear him. His vision greyed at the edges, tunnelling his sight to only the specks of Ranboo's twitching tail at their feet, and his heart pulsed in his throat.

Thump.

Thump.

He was vaguely aware that he was panting, chest heaving under the effort as he swallowed dryly. His hand curled into a claw as he clutched desperately at Techno's shirt, the other dangling uselessly at his side, and it was all he could do to stay upright as his legs trembled and his oxygen-starved brain drew his vision narrower and narrower.

Thump.

Thump.

Dream didn't realise it, but he was whining, high and pitiful in the back of his throat.

Thump.

Thump.

Dream didn't realise it, but he was swaying slightly on unsteady feet.

Thump.

Thump.

Dream didn't realise it, but the conversation in front of him had halted, four sets of eyes staring at him in concern.

Thump.

Thump.

Dream didn't realise it, but they were running out of time.

Thump.

Thump.

Techno turned to face him, gently disentangling Dream's hand and stepping in front of him to shield him from the other's view.

Thump.

Thump.

Dream could still only focus on the twitching tail tip just visible now at the edge of his vision.

Thump.

Thump.

Techno crouched to Dream's level, bringing a hand up to cradle one of Dream's cheeks, and watched with concern as his eyes flicked between a panic-laced awareness and a hazy fear. He was on the precipice of puppyspace, his brain trying to force him into that warm security blanket to save him from his own anxiety, but poor, stubborn Dream was far too practised in denying himself, terrified that his vulnerability would be taken advantage of.

Thump.

Thump.

Techno had to step in.

Thump.

Thump.

"Hey pup, you're okay. You're okay. I promise." He kept stroking a thumb along Dream's cheek as he moved his other hand to pet gently at the base of his ears. "You're being such a good boy right now." He shifted his hand from Dream's ears, slowly carding it through matted curls, down the base of his skull, until it rested gently at Dream's neck. Applying pressure, he ever so slightly scruffed him. "That's it pup, you're okay." Techno knew the exact moment he had him.

The war behind Dream's eyes gave way to hazy innocence, leaning its cheek into Techno's palm heavily as its whining slowly drew to a stop.

Techno sighed in relief, drawing his puppy into an embrace and giving them both just a moment longer to calm their racing hearts, before slowly shuffling them around so he could face the others. His gaze hardened, levelling them with a harsh glare at the questions in their eyes, before he spoke decisively.

"Well? What are we waiting for?"

Ranboo kept his mouth shut, moving aside so they could start heading into the portal. 

Niki nodded, deciding questions were best left for another time, though she had a fair few sneaking suspicions about the seemingly changed nature of the two rivals' relationship.

Phil patted Techno on the shoulder. He was definitely going to tease his partner in crime about this later, but for now, it was best they left sooner- 

The alarm started to blare, Sam had woken up .

"Time to go, message me when you get home, Ran." Techno glanced at the monochromatic hybrid, who gave him a shaky thumbs up. With that, the other four entered the portal, Niki lagging behind momentarily to destroy it on their end, leaving Ranboo to do the same on his. Dream stayed curled up against Techno's chest, a sense of safety and security washing over him. And with Techno’s slowed pace due to the jittery-legged puppy in his arms, Niki swiftly caught back up. Under the veil of the winter night, the four of them emerged from another portal, Niki waving them goodbye to head back to her own house as the trio headed to their conjoined cabins- the warmth of the hearth beckoning them. Steve and the dog army came to welcome Techno home, but his main focus was getting Dream clean and under warm covers, safe in his arms. 

It was the start of a difficult healing process, but his pup would not do it alone.