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“You’re joking, right?” Dream’s eyes were wide as he stared at his boyfriend.
“Why would I joke about that?” Techno didn’t waver in his eye contact. “You’re always horny-”
“-not true-”
“-very true, actually-so. And I’m like. Never. So the next time you’re all amped up, I’ll just…” Techno’s cheeks were tinted pink, betraying how embarrassed he actually was at making the offer. “Er. Eat...uh…”
“Suck my dick?” Dream supplied, going red himself. He may as well try and help his boyfriend with the terminology.
“Yeah, that. I’ll do it.” Techno’s hand rubbed subconsciously over Dream’s own, as he looked over his glasses. “Unless you don’t want-?”
“Prime, no, I want it, I just...well…” Dream gave a nervous giggle, and Techno- Prime bless him - seemed to get what Dream was trying to say.
Techno smiled, and kissed the corner of Dream’s mouth.
As it turned out, it took a week for Dream to be horny while Techno was decidedly not. He wandered into their potion room, where Techno stood, carefully mixing potions together for whatever adventure they’d get into next.
“Techhhhhhhhhh,” Dream knew that when he whined, he’d usually get what he wanted from his boyfriend. (Prime, how he loved to use that word. ‘Boyfriend’. He used it whenever he could, just to see how everyone else groaned and how Technoblade went pinker than his usual shade.) “Technooooooooooooo…” He put his arms around Techno’s shoulders from behind, hanging on him like a cape.
“Whaaaaaaaaaaaat,” Techno’s smile was evident as he copied his boyfriend’s tone, even as Dream stood behind him, dangling himself off. “What is it?”
“I’m horny,” Dream didn’t see the need to sugarcoat it, honestly. He’d said far worse to people that he was much less close with.
“I see,” Techno murmured. Dream buried his face into Techno’s back as he worked a bit more. “Give me a few minutes to finish up, and we’ll go to the bedroom, hm?”
Dream didn’t cheer out loud, but the way he tightened his grip on Techno’s neck was enough admission. “Okay.” His voice cracked, and he heard Techno bite back a chuckle.
He moved his hands down to Techno’s waist, wrapping his arms around him like a little kid with a wide pole would.
After what felt like thirty minutes, Techno’s hands found Dream’s arms.
“You’re gonna have to let go of me if you want to have anything happen, you know.”
Dream kept himself from cheering aloud, and instead followed Techno to their shared bedroom.
Techno immediately laid himself down, and gestured to Dream to follow, in a ‘come here’ crook of his fingers.
Dream’s underside suddenly tingled. Oh Prime.
He walked up as casually as he could, and Techno rolled his eyes.
“You know, sex doesn’t normally work when you’re fully clothed.” Dream stuck out his tongue but still yanked down both his pants and underwear in one swoop.
He was already a little wet, which wasn’t a surprise. He’d thought of far too many things before actually going and asking Techno for help. He rubs his thighs together a little, and looks at Techno, waiting for-
“We don’t have all day, Dream. Just come here and…” he gestured vaguely at his own face, which was far more pinker than usual.
Dream swallowed, and climbed onto the bed and his boyfriend.
“Scootch up,” Techno’s drawling voice really wasn’t doing him any favors in drying the basement downstairs. He scooted up a little bit so that he was positioned, hovering over his boyfriend’s mouth. “Crouch down. Just…sit down.”
“Won’t that hurt, though?” Dream could feel some of Techno’s breath ghosting over his genitals.
“Not if I hold you up by your thighs, though. I can support the weight.”
Dream almost let out a moan at the image his mind supplemented of Techno’s strong hands holding him in place-
So he gently sat down, and Techno’s hands went to his thighs.
Techno stroked the inseam of his thigh a little, and Dream felt himself quiver a little bit.
Then Techno gave his clit-dick, or whatever you wanted to call it-a small lick, and Dream gasped a little.
He would be the first one to admit that he was far too sensitive, but when Techno’s mouth was down there, he couldn’t help his face from turning red.
“I-um-er…” But Techno pushed the flat of his tongue against him, and he let out a shaky moan.
Techno then surprised him even more by finding something in him to suck on, which resulted in the loudest moan yet.
Dream also knew that his moans were pretty high-pitched by nature, but when Techno slurped at something inside of him, he couldn’t help but feel embarrassed when he gave out a moan that could pass as a squeal.
Techno just kept licking inside of him, like a man on a mission. Soon enough, he was panting, and his thighs were clenched tightly. Oh prime, was he-
He let out a low moan as Techno began pumping in his tongue, in and out. In and out, in and out…
He almost didn’t notice when Techno’s hand slipped from his thigh into the inside of him, pistoning his fingers in place of his tongue.
Oh Prime. Oh Prime.
“Tech, I’m-gnfnph-I’m gonna-”
“Go ahead.” Techno’s rumbling voice did wonders for his down below, he must say. Techno’s tongue seemed to speed up then, licking around the outside of his entrance and, and, and-
Dream’s stomach knotted then, and with a cry, he came onto his boyfriend’s face.
He doubled over panting, as Techno kept sucking and licking inside of him until he pushed his face away.
“Tech, I-wow, that was good. I…”
“Yeah, that was.” Techno’s voice held a strange tone to it, though. “We might have a problem, though.”
“Oh? What-” And that was when Dream turned around, away from the wall, and looked down at his boyfriend’s straining dick. “Oh. Well.” Dream scooted himself off of his boyfriend’s face, and gave him a smile that could only be described as wicked. “I know how to take care of that one.”
Suffice it to say, they didn’t leave their room for quite a while.