100 Puppies and Dragons

Dreamer

Joey gasped and sat up quickly. "Damn. I'm dreaming."

Seto curled his arm around the blond's waist and pulled him closer. "Mm, calm down."

"Uhn, lemme go, moneybags—"

"No, I don't think so." The older boy smirked slightly. "It took a lot of energy to drag your consciousness to my dream world. I refuse to let you leave until I'm damn good and ready."

Joey shivered as he felt the brunet's fingers trailing over his side. "Ah…"

"And your consciousness wants to be here, doesn't it?" Seto cooed, rolling on top of him. He saw the fight still in the blond's eyes and chuckled. "Just in case you're still unsure, let's make it a tad easier on me, mm?"

"Gah!" Joey jumped as something slid around his wrists and looked up, squeaking nervously as silk ribbons wrapped around his arms and dragged them up to the wrought-iron headboard. He bit his bottom lip as another ribbon slid around his ankle and dragged it upward, shivering when he felt his leg being rested over the brunet's shoulder. "God, you're really doin' this-!"

Seto turned and licked the inside of the blond's thigh before dragging his nails over it, grinning as the younger boy shuddered with pleasure. "Enjoy, little puppy."

"GAAAAAAAH!"

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Joey sat up abruptly and ran a hand through his sweaty hair, trembling as he remembered the way the brunet had fucked him and how he'd been made to come multiple times before he'd been allowed to return to his body.

He grimaced as he saw the mess he'd made of his sheets and underwear, still shivering at the sensations he remembered. Then the hickeys and bruises began appearing on his skin, manifesting from his memories. He really hoped no one asked about the bruises around his wrists. The silk had been soft enough, but he'd tugged so wildly at it while he'd come that he'd caused the bruises himself.

Ugh. If anyone asked, he was doomed.

He just couldn't believe that he'd been captured by a Dreamer. They were rare, almost extinct.

And one had captured him, mauled him so deliciously that he couldn't wait to fall asleep the next night.

Perhaps it was because he felt well-rested while at the same time satisfied. He felt awesome. He wouldn't mind waking up that awesomely every day. He could easily get used to it.

Falling back onto the pillows, he sighed quietly. "Wow…"

He just had to make sure he always fought at the beginning so Seto wouldn't think he wanted it. Seto didn't need his ego stroked that much.