author's note: This is just a silly goofy fic, please don’t take this seriously. it’s for the homies in discord
Why are we here?"
Normally, his random appearances would have scared you, but you've grown used to him inviting himself into your dreams... for better or for worse.
"I'm trying to see if the glory hole is still there," you reply, turning your attention back to the locked bathroom door.
Perhaps it was how casual you said that stunned the crime lord into silence, and after a moment a whispered, "The what?" came through.
You didn't spare him a glance, instead you backed up a few feet to get and running start to kick the bathroom door down, successfully this time.
It was exactly how you remembered: the dirty sink, cracked mirrors, the slime. With a wave of your hand you beckoned him to follow you further in and against his better judgment, he does.
"This," you made a grand gesture at the disgusting stall. "Is where my life went downhill. Got sucked up and spat out in Attollo. My plan was to see if I would have an Inception moment and go into a deeper dream state if the glory hole worked-"
"Nothing you said is normal," he interrupted. To which you shrugged your shoulders, your life has stopped being normal a long time ago. "Anyways, that was the plan, but now that you're here..."
It took him a while to understand why you trailed off, and his face instantly scrunched up, distaste clear on his elegant features. "I am not sticking my dick into that hole."
"Okay, that's fair... but how about up against the stall?"
"Love, this bathroom is disgusting," he counters, though he does allow you to step in and close the gap between you two.
"This bathroom is a memory in my dream," you mindlessly play with a button on his shirt. "Besides who else would know bedside us?" You waited and he didn't say anything, so you continued on with your persuasion. "You're also probably alone right now," you kiss his jaw, hand slowly sliding down.
"You may be tired and," you kiss his neck. "I know for a fact, very stressed out; I can help with that."
Dream Walker's back was pressed against the stall, he hated that you were actually convincing. He swallowed, a gloved hand pushed back his hair to get a better look at you.
"I'm not getting on the ground."
With a shrug of your shoulders, you made quick work of the belt and button on his pants. "I'm getting on my knees," you smile to see how much he wants you. "So it's fine, babe."
Now, he was never a vocal lover, but the soft moans, the tight grip on your hair. "Fuck."
It was your moan in response that made him hold your head in place as his hips rolled forward. He looked down at you, loved the way your eyes watered, how you had braced yourself by holding onto his thigh. He was so damn close, just a few more-
Beep... Beep...Beep.
"Ignore it." It almost sounded as if he was begging you to.
You pulled off with a 'pop', wiping off the mixture of saliva and pre-cum from your lips.
The dream state flickers.
"Shit, forgot I set that alarm," you stand to place a kiss on his lips. "Oh well."
"You're going to leave me like this?"
You look down, an unmoving smile on your lips as you gently fix him up, rezip and button his pants, even buckled up his belt for him. "There, all fixed."
He catches you by your jaw, "You tease."
"I'm going to wake up soon," you smile, he glares. "I can be ready in fifteen minutes."
Golden eyes flickered from your lips back up to your eyes, already deciding on how he'll deal with you later. "You'll be ready in five minutes and not a minute later. Understood?"
"Understood."
Bonus
Deadlock looked more tired than usual, a frown set as he looked down at his coffee cup. "Can I ask you a question?"
You grabbed a water bottle, bag ready, for your breakfast in bed date with a certain Crime Boss.
"Must you think about dick so loudly in the morning?"
