《》Punzxdream
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I'm not dead lmao. I'm really sorry for not updating. I had a boyfriend and i didn't want him to find this so I didn't update. We're not together anymore so I'm going to update more. Thank you for all you're support and stuff. Enjoy it.
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No one's pov:
Dream and Punz were currently in New York for a stream they wanted to do. It was already late and the two were coming from a fancy restaurant back to their hotel.
Their room was on one of the highest floors so you could see the skyline. As soon as the door closed Punz pushed Dream against the door to the bathroom.
His(P) hands were wandering over Dreams body as he kissed the other boy(D). After a couple of minutes of kissing Punz spoke out of breath 'lets take a shower darling' dream nodded along.
There clothes were already on the floor as they walked in the shower. In front of the big shower was a huge window were you could see the skyline of New York, lights from the buildings shimmering in the night.
As soon as Dream stepped in the shower Punz turned him around. His(P) hands were going up and down his(D) abdomen and thighs while kissing his(D) neck. Dream let out a quiet moan as Punz sucked on his(D) sweet spot.
Punz turned on the shower while seductive music was playing in the back round. Behind pressed against the wall, the warm water falling down his(D) body, dream moaned again as Punz was sucking on the skin of his(D) thighs.
'Do you want this baby.' Punz asked. 'Yes and the safe word is red'(D) ' Good boy'(P)
'I-I don't need prep please please punz' dream called out as Punz was about to put his fingers in him
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'Are you sure?'(P) ' Yes please i-i can handle it'(D) ' As you wish darling, but don't complain if you can't walk tomorrow'(P)
Punz started to slowly moving himself into Dream. Moans were coming out of Dream's mouth and quiet groans out of Punz's. With a tap on his shoulder (P) Punz started to trust carefully in the other blonde boy. His(P)trusts began to be more rough and quicker as he(P) felt himself being close.
Dream in the other hand was a drooling and moaning mess. He already came one time and felt the pleasure of overstimulation.
'Did anyone ever told you how fucking pretty you are?'(P) dream shook his head as response 'Then let me tell you this you're the most beautiful and wonderful person in this universe and no one can change that. You.are.stunning' praised Punz and with the last three words of this scentence he(P)trusted into the love of his live(Dream) and came with a loud groan.
Dream came as well again and whimperd as Punz pulled out of him. They showerd and Punz help dream into his clothes. They wispherd sweet nothing in each others ears as they slowly drivted into sleep.
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I hope you guys liked it. Make sure to drink and eat enough. Have a lovely day
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