#Please imagine them absolutely f—ed in bed having this lovers conversation~

[magnusbae]

Dreamling - A Boon Granted - 535w

Hob finally asks for a boon. 😌

▾▾▾

"Dream?" Hob calls, getting the attention of one beautiful pale creature back to him. His eyes are pale blue, speckled with barely visible white spots, an entire galaxy reflected in the calm gaze.

"Yes Hob?" he asks, purrs really. He's always good mooded after a good shag.

"Remember that boon you've offered me?" Hob asks, noticing the way Dream's shoulder line tenses, the way he seems to breathe slower, eyes narrowing just a fraction.

"Yes." his answer is slow, calculated. His lips purse just a touch. "I remember."

He's so guarded. Hob knows why, may Roderick Burgess rot in hell, that old wanker.

"May I wash your hair?" Hob asks, his voice relaxed, hoarser after the love they just shared.

A flinch of Dream's eyebrows, the eyes narrowing a fraction more, his lips parting for a second. Oh, he is baffled. Hob can tell.

Hob lifts himself up to lean on his elbow, gazing down at Dream, beautifully contrasting the black satin sheets. (Smartest purchase, right smart of him.)

"Is that the boon you seek?" Dream speaks first when it's evident Hob is not about to elaborate.

"Yes." the answer comes with an easy smile. His eyes wrinkling with fondness.

"I am not certain you understand the concept of a boon." Dream sounds like he is contemplating whatever he should be amused or not.

"I think I do." Hob shrugs with one shoulder, reaching a hand to Dream's perpetually disheveled hair. "I ask you something..." he says the word slowly "... and you grant me my wish." he chuckles at the shadow of a pout that passes on Dream's face, no longer tense, he just looks bewildered by him. Good.

"It is to be what you'd use your boon on, Hob Gadling, washing hair that needs no washing?" Dream aims for stern, but it's clear from the way his lips are twitching upwards, the lightness of his eyes, that he is smitten by the idea.

Whatever his feelings of showers are, he enjoys the thought of it being all Hob asks for.

"You understand that there would be no second boon." Dream is almost smiling now, voice deep, smooth. "Yes?"

Well, that and perhaps a little bit of shower snog, Hob thinks idly. He's certain that this being would oblige, he is a gracious God, after all.

Despite Dream's insistence of being no God, Hob finds it hard to see much difference.

He is a God to him, would have been even if he wasn't one, if he was only a man of flash and blood. In his bed, as he is, he's God.

"Oh yes" Hob remembers to breathe a reply, leaning in to kiss willing lips, smiling lips.

Dream is humming under him, a satisfied purr of a sound. Dream's arms wrap around him and pull him on top of himself.

He likes it, Hob noticed, being pressed down like this.

Naturally, he doesn't keep any of his weight off of Dream when he lies down on him.

"Very well." Dream agrees, sounding a touch breathless already "Your boon shall be granted, Hob Gadling." his nails drag across exposed skin, following the shivers his voice set.

Hob is indeed a man of good fortune.

#I absolutely did write it entirely on mobile and edited it that way too 😂 why o why tumblr doesn't allow to select all of your text 😂 😂 #Doing a word count was quite a thing 😂 #BUT THAT ASIDE. #I thought about Dream's hair all day long and I just had to express the thought ™ #Please imagine them absolutely f—ed in bed having this lovers conversation~ #Enjoy darlings I hope you vibe the vibes 🌻💕 #dreamling fic #dreamling #dream of the endless #hob gadling #the sandman fic #The sandman #dreamhob #hobdream #dream x hob #hob x dream #Hob #Dream #buns.w #buns.all