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The air was heavy with humidity and the smell of mud.
Your heart thundered in your chest, its noise only dampened by the downpour of rain as you pressed your hands to your mouth in an attempt to stifle your breathing. Dream shifted beside you and pressed you further into the grotto beneath the tree the two of you had taken refuge in; his eyes trained on the dirt and root ceiling above you.
If you strained to listen, you could hear the squelching of footsteps and a colorful swear from your pursuers.
"man, my socks are soaked. this sucks."
***
I hope your wet socks give you foot fungus, you screeched internally. We were supposed to have a nice date and you assholes fucking ruined everything!
As if he could sense your frustration, Dream placed a hand on your thigh to give it a reassuring squeeze, and all you could do was blink back frustrated, terrified tears and try to keep quiet.
"hey. d'ya reckon that girly is why boss wanted us to get the drop on 'im now ?"
The embodiment of positivity gritted his teeth.
"how should i know?" a scoff answered. "c'mon, the fuckwit probably ran further in."
***
The two of you remained frozen in your hideout even when the duo's stomps could be heard getting further and further away. You were starting to feel faint from holding your breath, but you didn't dare exhale until you received the all-clear.
After some time, Dream turned to you and cupped your face in his palms with a face twisted in worry. "Are you alright?"
"I'm dying," you croaked back and loosely held his wrists. "Holy shit. I think I pissed myself."
The noise he made was some form of sympathetic laugh, and he carefully pulled you into a hug.
***
You practically knocked him against the dirt wall with the force of your own hug without paying any mind to the way your movements smeared mud across your knees. He let out a breathless "oof", but simply adjusted his position to allow you to better straddle his lap while you buried your face against his chest to bawl.
He stroked your back soothingly, and you could feel the warmth of his magic even through your cold, soggy clothes. "That must have been quite the fright."
You shook your head. "I don't understand how you deal with that shit every day."
***
His chest rumbled from an airy chuckle. "Well... It helps that I have people I want to keep safe—mph !"
You smashed your lips against his teeth but nearly headbutted him in the process due to the tremors that wracked your frame. He stared at you with doe-eyes, caught off guard by the frenzied desperation in your movements, and he placed his hands on your shoulders to push you back slightly.
"Starlet? What are you—"
"I don't know. I just—I just want to be close to you," you choked out and fisted your hands in his clothes. "I'm scared."
***
Dream swiped his thumbs over your cheeks to wipe away the tears rolling down them, and you not-so-subtly scrubbed your nose on your shoulder like the goblin you were.
"I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere," he hummed and pressed a kiss to the apple of your cheek.
It was comforting but at the same time, it didn't feel like enough. An urge to get even closer to him burned in your gut and manifested in an unusual mix of clinginess, frustration, and anxiety that made you wrap your arms around his neck and grind your hips down against his.
***
He jolted from the sudden sensation and his face began to glow brighter than the sun. "Whuuuh—oh. OH. That kind of close." There was a pause, and then, "... Right now?"
Your own face burned and you moved to pull back. "S-sorry. I don't know."
His hands gripped your hips to prevent you from separating and he was bashfully looking everywhere but your face. "Um... I'm not opposed to it, but are you sure?"
It was enough to give you the courage to break away from him just enough to pull your dress over your head and throw it aside.
***
As expected, his eyes automatically dropped to your breasts—how could they not when they were practically shoved in his face?—and you bit back a shaky laugh as he fumbled to remove his gloves. You reached behind yourself to unclasp your bra, and by the time it plopped on the ground, Dream had his hands pressed to the small of your back to draw you back in to initiate a proper kiss.
You sighed against his mouth and melted against him when your tongues met with a gentle fizzle of magic that left a distant echo of loving intent.
***
Your fingertips trailed along his shoulders and down his chest to reach for the belt that held his robes shut while his own danced along the curve of your ribs to cup the undersides of your breasts. A hum of approval encouraged him to trace his thumbs over your puckered nipples, causing them to stiffen into peaks that he lightly flicked.
When you retreated from the kiss to gasp for air, he nuzzled his cheek against your collarbone and you shivered from a gust of wind passing through the grotto. "Are you cold, starlet?"
"Mmm... I won't be for long."
***
Dream murmured in agreement and turned his head to lave his tongue over your nipple, then closed his teeth over it with a gentle suck. A soft gasp escaped you and you ground yourself against the gradually growing bulge in his pants, continuing to fiddle with his belt until it clicked open. You eagerly pushed it apart to slip your hands underneath his black undershirt while you pressed kisses to the top of his skull.
His ribs buzzed, warming your cold fingertips as you dragged your nails along them and he shuddered, rocking his hips up to meet yours halfway.
***
The grotto was soon filled with the sounds of your combined pants and quiet moans as you exchanged heated kisses and electric touches that left your skin ablaze and made his bones rattle. It was all too easy to lose yourself in the buildup of arousal that had your core aching and your worries fading away until all you could focus on were the star-shaped eyes locked with yours.
Dream's fingers slipped into the waistband of your panties, then dipped into your entrance to test the wetness before he tutted and gingerly curled them inwards in search of your g-spot.
***
A drawn-out mewl was forced from you when he found his target and his ministrations turned slow, methodical, as the tips of his phalanges stroked that sweet spot while his thumb circled your clit with a sweetness that made you want to cry. His eyes crinkled with fondness as he watched you start to fall apart in his hands, your whimpers and quiet pleas growing in frequency as that blessed coil of heat started to burn at your insides.
"You're so precious," he puffed against your throat and nipped the oversensitized flesh, "Do you know how happy you make me?"
***
"Dream," you choked out, struggling to focus on his words and the steady rhythm of his fingers. "P-please—!"
"Shhh… I've got you. I'm right here, starlet."
You gurgled and arched your back until your chests were pressed together, practically scrabbling at his shoulders for purchase as your hips bucked into his touch. His free hand snaked around your side to dig into the flesh of your ass so he could hold you still, and with a few more pointed strokes, you felt yourself unraveling as the pleasure snapped in an abrupt climax that had your pussy gushing into his palm.
***
His hand stilled as you quivered, mindful of your sensitivity while he watched your expression slacken, blissfully free of anxiety, and rested his chin between the valley of your breasts with a satisfied rumble. It didn't take you long to come down from the high, however, and you felt needier than ever as you fumbled for the waistband of his pants moments later.
Dream leaned back with an amused smile, and after withdrawing his hand from your crotch with a lewd squelch, he helped you push his leggings down enough to free the goldenrod cock that had been confined within.
***
You tipped your head forward to catch his mouth in another kiss and he let out a broken moan as you curled your fingers around him, sliding your palm down his length. He twitched up into your hand to gain some friction while you lightly jerked him and tugged your panties to the side so you could line him up with your entrance.
His tip felt hot against your cunt when you edged close enough to smear his precum against your folds, and he grabbed your ass to help guide you down onto him.
"Easy," he coached, "Not too fast."
***
The two of you moaned in tandem as you sank down, and you reveled in the slight ache of being stretched as Dream carded his fingers through your hair to draw you close again. He didn't bring your mouths together this time and simply locked eyes with you; giving you the opportunity to watch his eyelights blur and swirl into upsidedown hearts when you finally hilted him in your cunt.
You whimpered at the intensity of his gaze and meekly bucked against him despite wanting to wilt. "I-I love you."
He grinned, practically glowing at the admission. "I love you!"
***
Dream was content to take control from there and held your sides to set a slow, yet deep pace that had stars bursting behind your eyes. He murmured praise between his heavy pants and his adoring gaze burned you down to your soul as you clutched at his ribs in an attempt to not be swept away by the emotions swirling with the rise of your second orgasm.
It was as he chanted your name like a prayer with every thrust that you finally succumbed to the wave, but as always, he was more than happy to follow right behind.
***
When you came back down to earth, you happily basked in the glow of the aftermath in Dream’s arms as you listened to the gentle pattering of rain and the thrum of his soul through his chest.
It was nice.
That is, until—
"okay. screw this. you wanna hide? fine! eat shit because we’ll just blow it all up!"
The shout was immediately followed by a KA-BOOM that rocked the earth, and you both exchanged wide-eyed glances.
"I guess they’re still around," Dream laughed awkwardly. "I—um. I should deal with them."
"Y-yeah, that sounds like a good idea."