#spicy!au

[spicynightshade]

A Christmas present over a year in the making…

https://archiveofourown.org/works/76375781

[philip-the-nickel]

Based on @mojo-chojo‘s spicyAU!Cub

[spicynightshade]

More artwork for “The Knight and the Boar” collab between the two co-owners of this account 💚

[spicynightshade]

Dream’s head lay back against the pillows, the fight had drained from him days ago. When he’d been hauled from his homeland and forced to kneel before the very man who’d destroyed his life.

It had been less than a week since he’d seen the decapitated heads of his parents paraded around on spikes. Less than a week since his mother’s body had been desecrated and Dream was left as the only surviving member of the royal family.

He didn’t understand it, why he was alive. Why not finish him off too?

The queen lay beside him in bed, shifting and turning his head look up at Dream. His expression shifted to a frown and he reached up to cup Dream’s face.

Why keep him alive?

“It’s okay.” The other man murmured, his thumb stroking against the skin of Dream’s cheek and wiping away a stray tear. He wanted to pull away from the touch, but it had been his only comfort since this ordeal had started.

Quackity’s hand trailed lower, fingers running across his lips and down his throat.

Dream’s eyes fluttered shut, pretending he couldn’t feel it.

This had already happened several times, the first being his second night in this strange new palace. He supposed it wasn’t horrible, the queen seemed to be kind enough to care whether he enjoyed it or not (even if Dream never wanted it). And there were worse things, Dream supposed.

Quackity’s hands trailed down to his breasts and cupped one briefly. Thumb stroking across the nipple and watching it harden.

Teeth dug into Dream’s lower lip as he watched and Quackity’s hand trailed lower.

Only several hours ago he’d seen the other man sobbing beneath his own husband and reaching out for Dream. Schlatt never seemed to care if he hurt his wife or not and Dream had been there to bear witness and hold Q’s hand.

He was supposedly a comfort toy for the queen. And Dream supposed he could deal with that. Seeing the way the queen would be used so brutally and hearing the headboard ram against the wall over and over- it was terrifying.

And Dream supposed he could bear this touch.

Quackity’s hands were flat against his stomach and dipping beneath his underwear. His hands pulled at the trail of hair as they dipped lower and Dream shivered as they pressed against him.

He spread his legs, eyes fluttering shut at the Queen got to work, rubbing and touching him softly.

He imagined it was his fiancé’s hand down there and Dream felt himself grow wetter, heard Quackity’s approval and the slick noises coming from between his legs.

It could be worse than this.

[spicynightshade]

c!dream develops anterograde amnesia in the early stages of his prison stay. it happens after c!tommy's visit, after the warden gets so angry that he slams the prisoner's head into the wall over and over. he walks away because he's in control (he was about to lose control and there would be an irony in beating his prisoner to death after the prison beat a visitor to death).

when he comes back, dream seems fine. he seems fine the next day, too, until c!sam realizes he just. doesn't remember. he's talking about tommy and the cat like it just happened. when sam gets frustrated and takes his punishment a little too far again, after the healing potion is poured down his throat, dream asks him what happened, why is he here?

dream doesn't remember anything. he doesn't remember what sam does to him. his body aches in terrifyingly familiar way (it reminds him of the nights he spent with c!techno, just a little). his jumpsuit is ripped and he doesn't know why. something is happening. he writes disjointed notes in his books but they make no sense when he reads them back. he knows sam. he trusts sam. sam would never.

(sometimes there's a moment, when sam is correcting the prisoner, that dream goes limp and his face gets confused and he starts fighting again, telling him to stop, asking why. sam doesn't bother to answer. he's not going to remember anyway.)

then c!quackity starts visiting. and really, it's kind of funny to watch dream panic each day, wondering why he's in the cell. it never gets old! and if quackity's honest, knowing that dream won't remember opens up all kinds of things. he was a little nervous dream might tell someone (not that anyone would care, right? it's dream but still, quackity has a reputation to uphold) but he doesn't remember a damn thing to tell them.

he doesn't remember but his body does. there's scars and burns and bruises. there's blood and-- he tries not to think about it. he writes down what he remembers but it never helps. (sam has been replacing the books.) all he can do is wait for a chance to call in his favor.