A low hum escaped Nico then, one that was echoed by the indiscernible men whose cocks he was still dragging his tongue over. Of course "Will" was fucking Nico through Vex, but he was also fucking the fae, making sure that Vex was never without the feeling of a hard dick grinding in and rubbing his prostate with each drawn out thrust. Will might not have been as large as Mark or Dick Grayson, but for the sake of the dream, Nico imagined him as big enough to definitely satisfy both him and Vex, especially the fae as those glowing hands squeezed firm hips and spread smooth ass cheeks. The entire time, the figure said nothing, but that didn't matter because the image was enough.

Nico's eyes flickered with power again, the figure of Will increasing his pace and the resulting motion of their bodies led to Nico crying out. His head was thrown back and his cock bounced against his abdomen, aching to be touched.

"Of- Of course," he gasped before biting down his lip and keening. He tried to grind himself on Vex's cock, hoping to drive him deep enough to make him see stars, but that made giving attention to the cocks in his hands a little difficult. Eventually, the figures each took their cocks in hand and jerked themselves until they both came in Nico's mouth and across his face. He whined, reaching out for something to grip again before he once more found Vex's features and watched him.

"Gods- Ah, but, mm, death and dreams are not- not so different... I have, haa, some power over them."