Keep your ego in check.
Keep your ego in check.
Summary: Dream’s ego has gotten too big, and you are ready to put him back in his place.
Warnings: Dom fem reader, Sub Dream, edging, bondage, crying, slapping, Dream cries, Dream gets pussy whipped, Implied sub drop from Dream, Sort of masochist Dream. Sort of Sadist reader.
Sub Dream x fem dom reader
Words: 2,048 Well, have fun reading. ;)
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“I swear, your ego will be the death of us all” You had told him as Dream talked about how he was going to win the 5 hunters manhunt. You knew he could win, but a part of you wanted to see him lose just, so that his ego can rest for a while. He was so full of himself always thinking that he would win. Of course, there was nothing wrong with believing in himself, but it got to a point where his ego didn’t help him at all. He was too overconfident for his own good, and while most of the time he was able to live up to his ego. Sometimes he would be unable to meet his own expectations, and he only made himself mad; often blaming himself when things didn’t end his way. Which was exactly what happened in the manhunt. You were sick of it; while you loved your boyfriend sometimes you just wanted to scream at him to shut up. Finally, being over his bullshit you decided to put him back to his place the day before he was going to film with George.
You woke up at 2 pm today. Looking to your side Dream is sound asleep next to you. A small smile form in your lips knowing the poor boy went to sleep at 5 am; he was not going to wake up soon. A thought comes to your head, and before you know it you have the boy tied to the bed. You admire your work being glad that the Floridian sleeps without a shirt on. You take a long look at his body; admiring the way his muscles bulge softly. You bite your lip subconsciously; your mind racing with all the things you’d like to do to him. You breathe out letting the thoughts go, and move your way to the kitchen to fix yourself some food. Once you took a shower, and ate you were ready to wake up the poor sleeping beauty. You wore a sexy white lingerie enhancing your best features. You make your way to the front of the bed; crawling until you are met with Dream’s sleeping figure. Moving your hand from his chest down to his abdomen. Bending over to whisper in his ear soft moans as his face scrunches at the new noise. Your keep your voice softly; knowing his mind would conjure something dirty to explain the sounds. You look down to see a bulge forming in his pants. A smirk makes its way to your face. Then you make your voice slightly louder watching at the boy who wakes up. His eyebrows are scrunched together, and his eyes look helplessly around the room for an explanation only to find you. He smiles, and moves to hug you only to be stopped by the handcuffs that hold his hands in place. He looks confused, scared, and you almost feel bad. You ease his nerves cupping his chin to give him a kiss; he visibly relaxes.
“What’s going on? Why am a tied up?”- He says with eyes full of doubt and questions.
“Do you not like it? I’ve been thinking for a while that you need someone to put you in your place. Help you remember how much you love being my toy.” You state simply. He audibly gulps; mouth salivating at the thought of you taking charge for the night.
“Oh- O- Okay” He stutters out with shiny eyes. You straddle his lap while looking at him; and ask.
“Do you know why you are being punished?”
“No” He says uncertain of what he could’ve possibly done to make you mad.
“Well, baby I think your ego has grown a little bit too much, and I want to remind you what your place is” He nods, and it’s surprising to you knowing how much he loves to have control.
Pleased with his answer you accommodate yourself to straddle his lap. His bulge pressed against your panties. You roll your hips down onto him to take the bit of pleasure you can take from him. A moan leaves his lips as you work yourself on top of him. You look so delectable in front of him taking the pleasure you desire. His hips buck into you trying to bring pleasure to you. You accept it letting him rub against you. He feels your wetness drenching your panties and slowly wetting his boxers. A whine slips out of him wanting to feel your wet pussy against him.
“I know baby; I’ll take my panties off now” His mouth hangs open as he watches you sliding your underwear down. Your slick connecting your panties to your pussy. Dream’s mouth waters at the sight. You move yourself to stand on top of his lap, and grind down on his boner. He admires the way your body moves; hips moving softly on top on him rubbing in the perfect angle to pleasure your clit. He knows too well how much you enjoy when he rubs it while he pounds into you from behind. He can’t help, but want to feel your wetness against his skin.
“Take my boxers off; want you to ride me” The poor boy didn’t even realized what he said before it was too late.
“Oh? Baby wants something let me help with that” Your voice turns sweet pretending to comply to his request. Your hands land on his pecs starting to move down softly, but you quickly dig your nails into his skin as you make your way down his abdomen. Red lines being marked on his pale skin. He hisses out at the pain secretly enjoying it. Your right-hand cups his jaw roughly.
“What the fuck are you doing? That hurts.” Dreams groans out trying to pretend to hate your rough touch.
“Don’t pretend like you hate being touched roughly. It’s no secret you are a masochist.”
“T-that’s not true; just hurry up and ride me” Your grip tightens on his jaw angry at the nerve he has.
“Do not forget that I am in charge.” You click your tongue in annoyance.
“Move over I’ll teach you exactly how you like to be in charge. We both know that you are just a little whore that loves to get pleased by daddy” He isn’t able to continue as your hand comes striking down to his cheek. His eyes are wide in shock looking up at you.
“Looks like you never fucking learn; it’s like I have to discipline you all over again.” You growl out moving your body upwards. Until your pussy is on top of his mouth.
“Looks like the only way to shut that bratty mouth is by stuffing it with pussy” His eyes gloss over taking a good look at your wet folds. Wetness starting to coat your inner thighs.
“Now be a good boy, and open up.” With that said you move yourself down to let him eat you out. He’s voice being muffled by your pussy. You knew he loved eating you out; something about the way you looked on top of him always made him feel so powerless. He finds it so hot. He started to lap at your pussy eagerly trying his best to get your taste on his tongue. His eyes rolled back; you tasted better than he remembered. He rolled his tongue against your clit earning loud moans from you. Working his tongue as if his life depended on it; making you crazy with his ministrations. Dream changes his movements by sucking on your clit; eyes looking expectantly at you while your body shakes. Your face giving away how much pleasure he gives you, and he feels himself getting harder because you look incredibly hot on top of him. Back arched pushing your breasts to view; you’ve moved so much your boobs have escaped from the lace. He watches as you cup them giving a quick squeeze to your nipples; your hips buck at the electricity that runs down straight to your clit. Chasing your release; you move your hips forcing Dream to suck harder, to work harder, and he provides helping as your orgasm comes crashing down.
“Fuck! You are such a good boy” Dream’s eyes widen at your praised moans; vision becoming cloudy has his mind switches off. You hop off Dream to give him a kiss and praise him. However, the image you find is much more interesting than what you thought. Dream is completely out of it; teardrops falling from his eyes, and you feel satisfied happy to see him drop like you knew he needed. Dream’s mind is swimming just wanting to please you; he will take everything and anything you give him. He is pussy whipped. Your hand comes to cradle his face to say:
“There is my baby boy. I’ve missed you; been hiding for a while behind that dominant façade” He licks his lips as his eyes scan over your face to find the most heart-warming look. He smiles at you, and you bend down to give him a passionate kiss. His eyes look at you lovingly as you take his boxers off. His dick jumps out tip with a purplish hue waiting excitedly for sweet relief. Precum dripping down; you move your hands to collect it lubing his dick slightly. Your hand moves up and down feeling him completely making sure to give extra attention to his tip.
“P-please gonna cum” You stopped your movements earning a small whine from him. You straddle his lap to start pushing him inside of you. He can’t stop his moans as he bottoms out inside of you. Your mouth hung open as you feel him inside of you. The position allows him to reach, so deep inside of you; his tip touches that special spot inside of you that feels so good. You start moving on top of him as loud groans and moans leave his lips. He pleas for you to let him cum. A moaned out “Not yet” slips out. He sobs as tears fall down his eyes trying so hard to hold himself back. He wants to cum so bad, but he must wait for you. He wants to make you feel good. Dream holds back his orgasm as he watches you bounce; your tits bounce in front of his face; the image being too tempting for him. The only thing he can do is beg, and moan. You squeeze him in such a perfect way that it makes him want to be inside of you forever.
“Please untie me; please mistress” Your head rolls back at the nickname and your bend over to untie him. A hand goes immediately to hold your waist, and the other works to rub circles on your clit helping you get closer to your climax. Your movements become faster as you try to reach your high. This makes Dream hiss, and whimper from his sensitive cock being abused by your pussy. He needs to cum; he babbles trying to get his words out , but his mind is too focused on getting fucked to even think of coherent sentences. His tears are none stopping as he tries his best to hold back his orgasm. Just seeing him crying makes you feel so powerful so you can't help, but feel bubbly sensation on your lower abdomen.
“Come with me baby; you can cum” You moan out as Dream lets out satisfied cries, and moans finally spilling his seed inside of you. His breathing is uneven, and he can't stop thanking you, and apologizing for being such a bad boy. You sputter out little praises to help his mind come slowly down from his sub state. You keep moving milking his cock as your orgasm rushes through you. You both catch your breath as you come down from your high. You move away from him, but Dream pulls you back in. Mind still not clear; the only thought in his head are:
“Don’t want my cum to go out; want to keep you full of cum” He mumbles eyes unfocused still feeling his orgasm high. You whisper soft praises in his ear as the night continues with the both of you staying in that position.
