#deflowering/corruption kink go stupid

[yaknowlikenyah]

Usually I’m in a big bro mood but how fun would it be to corrupt my big sib. It’s okay, I want this and I see how you’ve been looking at me. I’m just so scared to finally have sex, and you feel safe. You don’t mind being my first, right?

[ultraintrovertedgryffindor]

Second Circle Of Hell - Osferth (The Last Kingdom)

I got this idea while I was in church...because my pastor is kinda good looking...cough. i'm such a sinner, i must corrupt the babey

Warnings: SMUT (MINORS DNI), dubcon, femdom (mostly), corruption kink, innocence kink, virginity loss, religious conflict, religious guilt (not me projecting🙈), think that's it?

2.9K Words🤙🏻

Ever since pious and devout Christian monk Osferth joined the party of Uhtred, you've had your eye on him in deep intrigue.

The young man seemed so innocent, too innocent. You often wondered what dirty secrets he could be hiding.

Now, you may have just been a lecherous heathen that everyone who wasn’t a Dane said you were. You were practically a whore in your own right, so maybe anyone who acted relatively kind was innocent to you.

You never shied away from being yourself, especially in front of your group of men. Perhaps it was the way you were raised. You had no trouble changing in front of people, knowing that you could protect yourself if any of them would be stupid enough to make a move. Uhtred had already made that mistake once, but he never did it again after you put your dagger to his balls. You also never feared to bathe near the group, plus it was safer than going off on your own and you didn’t care if they saw you. You loved making your boys uncomfortable as well.

A memory that always stuck with you is when you were bathing in a river one day and Osferth accidentally saw you. He spoke apology after apology until his face turned beet red, but all you did was laugh. You had asked him for your clothes but he handed them to you with his eyes closed. That was the only moment when you were disappointed a man didn’t try to take advantage of you for once.

There was a day in Winchester where you, Finan, and Osferth were sitting outside a tavern. You could see how nervous and shy the boy was around women, and then Finan said it. He joked that Osferth was a virgin. He did that thing where he denied it so much that it must’ve been true, and that’s what you had your idea. You knew you’d want to be the one to deflower him, lest Finan actually bought him a whore one day like he said he would. No, you wanted to claim him for yourself. You just had to find the right moment.

Thankfully, there came a time when Uhtred had asked you and Osferth to spy on a Danish camp. It would be dangerous obviously, but you couldn’t help but celebrate in your mind when you realized the two of you would finally be alone together. It looked like Osferth was just happy he was being trusted with such an important task, although you would be there too.

You both set up camp a good distance away from the Danes’ campsite, some ways deep into the woods, making sure there would be no way they could spot you or hear you. You watched them all day, returning to your own campsite as the sun started to set. The trees blocking the light of the moon that you had to build a campfire to see as well as keep warm. But, you soon started thinking of other ways you could keep warm.

Osferth was nervous, you could tell. He didn’t look you in the eyes unless he had to. He probably would have preferred to go on this mission with Finan or Sihtric, but he had to deal with you alone now.

You tried your best to make conversation, but it never lasted more than a few sentences. It was frustrating. So, you did what you usually do best: make people uncomfortable.

“Have you ever been with a woman?” You asked suddenly, amused at the way Osferth immediately went wide-eyed and a wild blush coming to his cheeks. “I heard what Finan said at that tavern the other day, you seemed flustered as you are now.” He stuttered, no full words leaving his mouth due to your boldness. It gave you your answer. “So, I suppose Finan was right. You are a virgin.” You smirked teasingly.

Osferth finally quit his stuttering and sighed in defeat. “So what if I was?”

“You are a handsome lad, surely there have been offers from women before?”

“I mean…yes. Some.”

“And you never thought to take up those offers?”

He looked down in embarrassment. “It’s not like I didn’t want to, it’s just. I dunno, I feel like I wouldn’t want my first time to be with a stranger. Someone I don’t care about or know.”

“So would you hump someone you cared about?”

“When we were married, I suppose.”

You scoffed. “Why wait till marriage?”

“Because it’s a sin to be with someone before marriage, that’s what the Scripture says.”

“And what if you never get married?” You asked with an exasperated chuckle.

“Then I guess I’ll always be a virgin…” He shrugged, “Do you think me less of a man, my Lady?”

You shook your head with a smile. “No. I’m actually kinda glad you are.” He furrowed his brows in confusion, not understanding what you meant. “Because I wish to be the one to deflower you.” As if he couldn’t get any redder, he managed to do so, especially when you moved closer to him so you sat right beside him. He blinked a few times in shock, holding the cross attached to his necklace tightly.

“My Lady, I-I just told you, I can’t.”

You snickered. “Of course you can. I’ve seen the way you look at me, Osferth. I saw how your cock swelled when you saw me naked in the river that day. Did you even relieve yourself afterwards?” He stayed silent, and you hummed in disapproval. “What? Is it a sin to make yourself come too?” He nodded curtly and you rolled your eyes, placing your hand on his knee, slowly trailing up his thigh until he pushed you away and stood up from his spot on the ground.

“Stop. I made a vow, to myself and to God.”

You frowned. “Do you not like me?” And you tried to hide your smile as he immediately assured you that was not the case. You stood up and reached for him cautiously, seeing his internal struggle. “You’ve killed, betrayed your country, your home. Do you think breaking a simple vow will be any worse than all that, hm?”

“I never wanted to kill anyone.” He whispered, allowing you to run your hands up his chest and wrap around his shoulders.

“Then maybe you shouldn't have joined up with a group of heathens.” He was such a sheltered man, you wanted him to experience all he could. You wanted him to be with someone he knew and cared about, you weren’t going to let him be with some whore or stranger. He was looking down at you with confliction, eyes traveling from your own to your lips. You knew what he wanted, you just had to give him a little push.

Osferth let out a surprised hum when you pressed your lips against his without another word, catching him off guard so that he couldn’t reject your advances right away. But even as you kept kissing him, he never made a move to push you away nor did he intensify the kiss in any way. You tangled your fingers in his short hair, pulling hard enough that he gasped, allowing you to deepen the kiss. You smirked as he let out a breathy moan, you could already feel his hard on pressing against you. Your tongues touched briefly, but it seemed that shook him back into focus as he jolted away, his back turned to you. “You shouldn’t have done that, my Lady…” You heard him whisper shakily, you could see his hands trembling at his sides.

You said nothing as you walked to stand in front of him again, his innocent pleading eyes looking up at you, silently begging for you not to continue. But you did not listen, the throbbing at the apex of your thighs would not let you. “Please, Osferth…I can make you feel good.” You kissed his cheek cautiously, kissing all over his face until there was one spot left. He leaned in to kiss you himself this time, wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing you against him tightly. You could feel a wetness on his face and you pulled back to see that he was crying.

“God, I want you so bad, I do.” He sniffled. “It hurts.” He winced.

“Then let me make the pain go away.” You cooed, removing your clothes until you were bare to the elements of Wessex. You shuddered as the wind hardened your nipples and cooled the slick that was already gathering at your cunt. Osferth moaned at the sight of you, not looking away this time like he did at the river. “Touch me.” You commanded softly, gently bringing one of his hands to cup your supple breasts. He squeezed them experimentally, looking to see if it brought you any discomfort, but it did quite the opposite. “I need you, Osferth.” You kissed him again passionately, your limbs going shaky as you felt desire overcome you.

He wordlessly allowed you to strip him naked, saying a silent prayer in his mind as his stiff cock was finally freed of its confines. You brought him to the ground, where you had laid furs for the night, seeing him look up at you on his back made you drool.

“Please,” Osferth begged, his cock already throbbing and you hadn’t even done anything but whisper your enchanting words in his ears. “don’t make me break my vow…”

“Shh, it’s okay. Just relax for me.” You whispered, throwing your leg over his waist, straddling him. Your pussy was already slick with anticipation of his sweet corruption. You could only imagine how pretty his lewd moans would sound.

Osferth hissed as you took his cock in your hand, rubbing the tip in between in your folds before lining him up with your entrance. You both moaned loudly as you sunk down on him, he stretched you out more than you anticipated. “Gods, you’re bigger than you look.” You whispered breathily.

“Am I hurting you?” He panicked instantly, but you simply smiled and shook your head. Such a sweet gentleman. You were so warm and wet, your walls clenching around him due to the intrusion, but he would be lying if he said it didn’t feel so damn good; like heaven on earth. “Oh, my Lord God, have mercy on my soul…” He begged as he clutched his cross in his hand tightly as you grinded down on him. He looked up at you in awe as if you were an angel, he could practically see your halo as he suddenly came.

You giggled as he filled you up, watching as his eyes rolled to the back of his skull, his mouth opened wide as he let out a long, pained moan. “That was quick. Was it that good?” You smirked, loving the way his face flushed with embarrassment.

“I’m sorry, my Lady.” He stuttered, but you silenced him with a kiss.

“Don’t be.”

Osferth’s eyes filled with tears, the light from the campfire making his piercing blue eyes shine as he stared at the cross in his hand. “What have I done, Lord?” He whimpered pitifully, and you almost felt sorry for him if it wasn’t for the fact that he was still rock hard inside your cunt.

“Ready to go again so soon?” You chuckled darkly, moving your hips back and forth, causing him to let out a whine.

“No, don’t, not again-”

“You’ve already broken your vow, sweet monk. What more harm could you do now?” He looked up at you with a remorseful expression, the weight of what he had done heavy on his chest. You slowly lifted yourself off, slamming back down on him to elicit a cry from his soft lips. “So sensitive. But I suppose since I got what I wanted, I can stop-”

“No!” Osferth interrupted, surprising himself and you. He looked entirely conflicted as he placed his shaking hands on your hips, keeping you in place and not allowing you to remove himself from you. “No…you’re right. I’ve broken my vow. I can’t change that now. I suppose...I can enjoy this?”

“Yes, sweet baby monk. Let yourself enjoy this. Indulge in the feeling of me.” You moaned, continuing to rock your hips, a gasp escaping your lips as your clit brushed up against his pelvis as the head of his cock started to rub up against that sensitive spot inside you that always made you see stars. “Gods, you’re perfect. I wish we had done this sooner.” Osferth moaned at your words, his cock twitching inside you and making butterflies swirl in his stomach. You raked your nails down his bare chest, hearing soft whimpers escaping his mouth as you rode him. “How does it feel?” You asked, struggling to keep in your high pitched moans.

“Good, my Lady.” He stuttered. “So good.” You moaned as Osferth started to buck up into you, losing himself in his own pleasure and making you feel amazing in return. “Does it always feel so heavenly?” He groaned, tightening his grip on your hips, the dull pain making a shock of euphoria reverberate through your entire body for a split second.

“No, not for women at least.”

“Is…is there anything I can do to make it feel good for you too?” He asked innocently, but his eyes expressed something else, a slight darkness to them, his pupils so blown out you could barely see his bright blue irises anymore.

You grinned as you took one of his hands off your hip, bringing it to your cunt. “Rub circles with your thumb right here.” You guided him to your clit, even what little pressure he put had your head reeling.

“Like this, my Lady?” 

“A bit more pressure.” You cried out as he listened to your instructions diligently. “Yes, yes, gods, just like that.” Osferth smiled proudly, helping you ride him as he rubbed your clit attentively. You threw your head back as you were nearing your own peak, the man beneath you learning faster than anyone else you’ve ever been with. “Such a good boy.” You whined, your hands grasping and scratching at your tits.

You squeaked as Osferth suddenly flipped you over onto your back, knocking the breath from your lungs as he pounded into you with abandon. Like a switch finally flipped inside him, he was taking pleasure for himself, finding confidence just like he found the courage to fight and kill alongside everyone on Uhtred’s team. You hoped you had created a monster. The way he was fucking into you, if you didn’t know he had only been a virgin half an hour ago, you would have believed he had experience beyond your years. He still had the decency to continue caring for your sensitive nub, forcing your body into overdrive as you kept climbing and climbing to reach that peak. Now you were the one whining and whimpering, how the tables turned.

With his cock continuously hitting that special spot inside of you and your stimulated clit, accompanied by the sound of Osferth’s skin slapping against yours wetly along with his soft moans in your ear, you felt that intense ecstasy you had been craving wash over you like a tidal wave. You prayed to the gods that the Dane’s camp, however many miles away, would not be able to hear your loud strained moan as you came. “Gods, Osferth!” You cried out, your hands holding onto his shoulder with a vice grip that would surely leave bruises just like he must’ve done to your hips.

“Christ-!” Osferth groaned, gripping one of your breasts as he fucked a second load into you, his vision going blurry as his second orgasm was much more powerful than the first. It was too much and not enough, all he could do was ride it out until the feeling went away. 

When it seemed he came back to your realm, you were looking up at him with a proud grin. He couldn’t help but grin back, the afterglow making him dazed and giddy. “You made me come, sweet Osferth. Not many people have achieved such a feat.” 

“I don’t believe you, my Lady.” He smiled, pulling out of you with a hiss and laying down beside you. It was true, but even if it wasn’t, you still wanted to stroke his ego just to see the blush on his face. “Now I understand why some take a vow of celibacy.”

You giggled, turning to lay on your stomach, resting on your elbows. “Why?”

“Because I think I could worship you now, and the Scripture says that you shall not have any gods before Him.” He smirked boyishly, trailing his pointer finger across your jawline, stopping his path to rest the finger on your bottom lip.

You gently kissed the tip of his finger, his eyes watching you intently. “As much as it might be fun to be worshiped, I have no intention to steal you away from your god.”

“You already have, my Lady.” 

Needless to say, your mission for Uhtred went well. You managed to signal the rest of the group when the Danes were off guard, slaughtering everyone you all could before they retreated. And your recent lover Osferth had just the way to celebrate the newest victory.

i am such a heathen, something me and Uhtred have in common i guess

[pinklemonadewithsugar]

Okay okay I’m sorry for constantly delaying my DC/CNC Kaeya but it’s bc I had more inspiration using the Nobushi;;!

TW / kink mentions: breeding, crying, dubcon (nearing noncon in some instances), corruption, weapon play (no sharp edges mentioned), implied size difference (and mention of bulge), cream pie, overstimulation, bukkake, cervix penetration

// reader is GN! AFAB! the term pussy is used;

I hope I didn’t miss any; content is below read me! Formatting hard,,

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Concept:

Reader is simply going about on their nightly stroll before encountering several Nobushi + Kairagi that deflower + breed them while they’re a sobbing mess, begging for mercy~ after all, the Nobushi have violated them without ever getting to say yes, and yet, just a few cream pies is enough to get reader’s mind to shut down and lose fight <3 the pleasure is just beyond incapacitating them.

Reader is crying out “no!” And “stop!” but does it really mean anything when their body is clearly craving pleasure, pussy clenching around cock after cock that enters them as they moan… Cum keeps leaking out from their constant use as a cocksleeve for these perverts, and yet, reader — you — keep creaming from pleasure, squirting even, because of the repeated overstimulation and threats you’ll get bred full like the damn slut you are~ the squelching sounds from getting fucked raw and senseless don’t help your case either..

Their hands keep wandering over you, unable to wait their turn, some grabbing at your chest or squeezing your soft thighs, and some even touching themselves and cumming right on your body, coating your skin with their hot seed… all the mean while your holes are getting used at the same time, involuntarily squeezing and pleasuring them. As you sob, tears streaming down your face, you can feel your stomach curl at the horror of realizing they enjoy your pain too, the tears, all of this. And yet…

You just keep getting passed around until they’re satisfied and you’re fucked so stupid you’re starting to crave their cock — any one of them — to penetrate your cervix until your tummy bulges from their size. Once a pure virgin, now corrupted into a whore that’s only good for taking cock until the sun rises and you’re left twitching in pleasure, cum leaking out of your used holes… you can hardly think of anything else.

you want to go home, but your weary, tired body is ready for another round. The Nobushi and Kairagi know exactly what they’ll do next.

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Alt Version:

As for the weapon play concept… I wasn’t quite sure on how I wanted to do this one,,, but please consider: being an adventurer who wields a sword, and like the above plot, getting caught and violated similarly, except the only difference is, when they prepare your pussy, they finger you, and then follow up by fucking you with the hilt of your sword <3..

the rough and textured hilt twisting back and forth deep inside your walls as it penetrates you in and out, stimulating you without an end makes you squirt without meaning onto them… drives them wild. They’re obsessed with how your pussy clenches around a damn sword hilt — not even a dick — and how it’s enough to make you soaking wet and cream all over it, leaving a sheen on it, a bit of slick attaching itself to you and the sword hilt at the same time as it goes in and out.

They do eventually tire of fucking you with your sword and begin to fuck your sensitive, overstimulated pussy right after, going for the clit mercilessly too~ you don’t get to stop until they’ve decided they’re done with you~

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I really hope that was enjoyable <3 but I’m honestly really new to this and doing my best! I drafted a bit for this but I don’t really think I’ll go past just drafting this at the moment because I don’t have a lot of energy ^^;

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[yastaghr]

Kinktober 2019: Day 7

Pairing: Horror Sans/ Dream/ Nightmare (Sansfest, Sanscest)

Kinks: Spitroasting, socket fucking, first time, protectiveness

Warnings: None 

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20851682/chapters/49816574

Dream slammed his hands on the table. “I just don’t get why you keep them around, brother! You’re just starting to get over the corruption from that apple, but they egg you on and wheedle and get you to relapse every time! I’m not saying you should stop being friends with them. Friends are good. I just don’t think living with them is the best thing for you.”

Nightmare chortled. “You really think they’re not good for me? Your best friends are a soulless being who can’t remember shit to save his life and a walking mask for bipolar depression. My boys will at least admit their faults. Anyways, they’re more than just friends. They’re family.”

Dream pouted. “No, they’re not! I’m your only family now that mother is gone.”

“Snrk. Not that kind of family, dumbass. They’re the kind that can be more...useful.” Nightmare’s face spread into a grin.

“I can be useful, too!” Dream stamped his foot impetuously. “Anything they can do I can do better! I promise!”

Nightmare eyed him up and down. His brother certainly was cute. He was a good size, too. He’d be so wonderfully tight around him… “Alright. If you’re so confident about that then you wouldn’t mind putting up a little wager, would you?

Dream puffed up with innocent pride. “I wouldn’t mind at all! Wager whatever you’d like, I’ll match it!”

Nightmare grinned an evil little grin. “Fine, then. I say you won’t be able to pleasure me and one of my boys at the same time. If you lose, you have to move in with the boys and me at the castle. If you win, I’ll move in with you. Deal?”

Dream hesitated. He hadn’t been thinking this was about sex. He thought it was about chores and stuff. Did he really want to wager this over his ability in bed? He was...really, really inexperienced. No one really wanted to fuck him. They all saw him as too pure. Would it really be all that bad to live with people who looked at him like an actual living, breathing, thinking being? And just the thought of being used like that was making him wet…

“Okay, you’re on. Just not with Slayer. I really don’t want his ghost of a brother watching.”

“Deal,” Nightmare said with glee, “Let me round one of them up. You know where my bedroom is. Go on up there and prepare yourself.”

Half an hour later Horror opened the door of Nightmare’s bedroom on a delectable sight. Dream was sitting on the bed, his ecto-body summoned and straining the fabric of his outfit. His legs were bare and looked absolutely tasty. His face was flushed with golden light. The outline of his nipples could be seen through his shirt, and a slight stain on the bed spoke of a wet entrance ready to be fucked.

“heh. the big guy said there was going to be a meal in here, but he didn’t say it was going to be so sweet. i’m going to need to get some cavities filled, if you know what i mean. heh.”

Dream’s blush spread further, lighting up his neck and chest even brighter. Horror sauntered over and climbed on the bed. He adjusted Dream until he was on his hands and knees. He pulled up his shirt to expose those pretty breasts of his. They were pendulous with large areolas- but not so large that they would hurt his neck. Then horror slipped down his pants and exposed Dream’s pussy. It was painfully obvious that no one had ever fucked that opening. His hymen was stretched to cover most of his vaginal opening.

Horror winced. “you should have told him this would be your first time. it’s going to hurt no matter how long i stretch it. i might be a bit of a bloodhound, heh, but he’d kill me if he knew i’d hurt you.”

Dream whined. “Why does nobody ever want to fuck me? I thought you would jump at the chance to deflower me.”

Horror chuckled weakly as he began the process of stretching that little skin flap. “we’re evil, star boy, not assholes. and i didn’t say we weren’t going to fuck you. we’re just going to have to be more creative in how we do it.”

At that very moment the door to the bedroom burst open. Nightmare strode in, his tentacles slamming the door behind him. He was hard on the furniture. They had to replace the doors and windows in the castle at least once a year. Horror stiffened and saluted, “bad news, nightmare. shiney here didn’t think to mention that no one’s ever fucked him before. his hymen is tight.”

Nightmare swore. His tentacles reached out to feel Dream’s pussy. “I knew you were stupid, Dreamy, but not this stupid. I’m calling the bet off-”

“No!” Dream tried to sit up, but Horror held him down. He massaged the tight muscles of Dream’s back.

“What I was going to say is I’m calling this bet off because you need to move in. I’ve heard Ink bragging about having fucked you, but if he didn’t even have the decency to take care of you then he’d not safe to be around. Not while you’re sleeping, anyway. I’m not going to ask you to give him up. I just want you to be safe.”

“But-” Dream protested.

“we’re still going to fuck you, star boy,” Horror reassured, “you deserve some good loving.”

Nightmare stroked Dream’s ass with one tentacle while another slowly stretched him. He gestured Horror over to the other’s head.

Horror lovingly caressed Dream’s right eye socket. “i bet he used that pretty little mouth of yours, so how’s about i show you a different good time? can you dismiss your eye light for me, star boy?”

Dream looked up at him searchingly for a moment. Then the eye light vanished. Horror stroked the edge of the socket one last time before he slowly inserted his thumb into the hole. Dream’s surprised gasp turned into a moan.

“heh. knew you’d like that. slayer tried it once on me. i’ve been hooked ever since. you okay with me putting my dick in?” Horror asked.

Dream nodded, then gasped again as Nightmare inserted a thin tendril into Dream’s vagina. He thrust it shallowly in and out while another tentacle fiddled with Dream’s clit. “Feels good, doesn’t it brother? Having something filling you up. Makes you want more, yes? For me as well. I’ll add magic slowly so you’re safely stretched out. Let me know if it hurts. Okay, brother?”

“I’ll tell you, brother.”

Horror lined up with Dream’s socket and said, “same goes for me, shiney. tell me if you’re in any pain. we’ll find a way to work around it.”

“I’ll tell you both if there’s-” Dream began.

“-No,” Nightmare said with authority, “You’ll tell any sexual partner you ever have. If a pain is ever unexpected and unwelcome, you speak. There’s too many bad feelings that can come out of sex to leave it to chance. And when you speak you should be listened to. If you’re not, you can tell the monster that they’ll be getting a visit from me and my boys. Understand?”

“I understand, brother,” Dream said, chastised. He’d assumed that only good feelings could come out of sex because, as the God of Positivity, that was all he’d ever felt. When he’d been with Ink...well, he’d thought he wasn’t doing it right. Ink said there always was that much pain. Dream hoped the creator had been ignorant rather than deliberately wrong. Ink could take a lot of abuse, but Nightmare’s gang would hold back nothing if they thought one of their own had been hurt. Dream wasn’t sure when he had become “one of their own”, but it was clear he was now. It felt kind of nice. Ink wouldn’t have taken vengeance for him if he were hurt; he’d forget or get absorbed in the story. And Blue...he had enough problems of his own.

“Good,” Nightmare nodded. Then he signaled for Horror to push in. He did, and Dream moaned. It was a little shaky, but definitely a happy moan. It was followed by another when Horror pulled out and Nightmare pushed in with a slightly thicker tentacle. They soon set a pace, one pulling out while the other pushed in, and every so often Nightmare increased the diameter of the tendril in Dream’s pussy. They fucked in complete silence apart from Dream’s moans. Their eyes were completely focused on the skeleton between them.

Before long, Dream’s moans were broken by something else. They stopped and he stuttered, “I- I feel- something’s- I’m-”

“Let it come, brother. It’s an orgasm. They feel good.”

Dream protested, “But- you haven’t cum yet! I thought we all would cum together?”

“sometimes, yeah, but not every time. and you can cum more than once in a row, too,” Horror explained.

“We’ll get there, brother. This is about you. No, don’t feel guilty about this. I can feel you doing it. Stop right now,” Nightmare nagged.

Horror chuckled. “once you’ve tapped out we can help each other finish. that’s why there’s so many of us. so no one’s ever left out or feels forced.”

“I never thought of tha- AH!” Dream’s orgasm hit him unexpectedly. He clamped down on Nightmare, who kept on thrusting to extend his high.

Partway through Horror pulled out of Dream’s eye socket completely and painted his cum all over Dream’s face. By the time he was done Dream was, too. Horror helped Nightmare lay Dream down and got to work on his boss’ tentacles, more than happy to help him out. They both stroked Dream comfortingly while he came down from the first of, they would make sure, many highs.