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grimmeghoulz · 10 months

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Omg! I love you fic about the old ghoul and having resentment for humans, but I raise you male ghoul reader who is the newest ghoul in the ministry and surprised by the tasks he has to do

Now the reader is also older than the others and he usually was summoned to do something bad, to strike fear in people, to murder the ones who stood against his master. And now all he has to do is kinda babysit the other ghouls and he just thinks it's a joke, because cmon...Humans being nice to ghouls ha! Good joke...... now who do I have to kill?

So please write it, I love you, I love your writing, take you time and please don't stress yourself

<3 <3 <3

Thank you so much for this, I honestly needed a long break for a bit, so this might be a little short.

CW: Gore, Violence, Food, Cursing and non existent table manners

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The Forgotten Scriptures hidden deep within the Ministry describe the summoning of a murderous ghoul. Their mask stained with the blood of countless Christians who stood in the way of the Clergy, their sheer hatred rotting their skin, showing black bones underneath.

They called them the grim reaper. They called them death incarnate. They called them Carnevale; The Flesh Ghoul, as their gaping wounds were sewn with the skin of their victims.

Copia was well aware of the heinous crimes committed by the demon yet sought out the scroll, hidden deep within the Ministry's vaults. The ghouls stood beside him, reassuring Papa that he was safe. The summoning had begun...

A crack formed within the sigil, growing incessantly as it swallowed the ground forming an endless pit, its rampage only halted by the protective circle. A harsh red light was emitted from the pit as a voice called out to him.

"Who summoned me?" The voice was beckoning for blood.

"I did! It was me!" Copia mustered a confident facade, yet the ghoul wasn't convinced.

"I can smell your fear, Papa." The ghoul spat his title mockingly. A spiked tail appeared from the pit and swam back down.

Cirrus gave Copia an affirming nod. "I call upon you, Ghoul of Flesh, to come to my aid."

He was met with a maw of black fangs, blood leaking from behind. "What makes you think you're worthy, you pathetic sack of flesh? Tell me why I shouldn't devour you right now."

Papa kept a straight face. "I need you to care for my ghouls."

The monster was taken aback. It had no idea how to respond to such a demand. "You want me to...WHAT?" Lava started seeping through the gaps in its mismatched skin as it slammed a huge fist dangerously close to him. "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!"

Copia smiled. "I am your Papa. Now, come to me."

The monster roared angrily in disbelief as it melted into shadow, closing the pit. A tall ghoul is present where the sigil once was. They were not amused.

"Alright, I'll be your babysitter.", they hissed.

Copia beamed at his accomplishment. "I'll need, first, your name. I doubt it's 'Carnevale', is it?"

The ghoul sighed as they stretched their sewn arm out. "No. It's Wave."

Papa smiled kindly as he shook their clawed hand, something that kindled Wave's curiosity. "Nice to meet you, Wave. Welcome to the family.

The ghouls cheered loudly as they surrounded Papa, hugging and shaking the poor man. Wave raised an eyebrow. Can ghouls really love a human that wimpy? Have they forgotten everything?

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"No, no NO! HAVE YOU LEARNED NOTHING?!" Screeched Wave, wondering how the hell Swiss managed to burn water.

They whistled, calling all the ghouls to come to the kitchen. "This is how you do it! Aurora, bring me the fresh mussels and put them in this pan. Phantom, get me the whole damn box of king prawns from the freezer, tell Ifrit to defrost it. Aether, find the starchiest rice in that Satan forsaken fridge. And Swiss?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't touch a fucking thing."

The ghoul doused the mussels in white wine and let them simmer as they rummaged through the cabinets for peas and olive oil. "Aether, put 500g of the rice in this deep pan, and some of these peas while you're at it."

With one slice of their claw, Wave deveined the prawns and seared them, boiling the carapaces to bring out their flavour. They separated the mussels from the wine and the carapaces from their juice, alternating between them to give flavour to the rice. The ghouls were enjoying themselves, whacking each other with cutlery while the ghoulettes played keytar in the background. It was a mess that Wave secretly enjoyed.

Once the food was done, they carefully spooned it in equal amounts on every plate, ensuring that each ghoul has enough to eat.

"And that is how you make proper fucking risotto." Wave was immensely proud of themselves.

Swiss dug in first, every mouthful sending him into a purring spree followed by the rest. Wave's gaze softened seeing the squad enjoy his food, they were like a very messy family.

"Hey, mister!" yelled Cumulus with her mouth full. "Where'd ya learn all this stuff?"

Wave leaned against the table. "From my Papa, of course- stop spitting out your food like that!"

Rain looked curiously at him. "You had a Papa? Don't you despise humans?"

"Yeah!" Jumped Ifrit. "You were gonna kill ours!"

Wave furrowed his eyebrows as he wiped his claw. "You have a human for a Papa, not even a half ghoul."

Mountain sat defensively. "Times change. We love Papa, and that is that."

Aether waved his spoon in the air. "Besides, humans love us now. We have no need to defend ourselves."

Wave looked away. "I see."

"You don't believe us, don't you.", exclaimed Sunshine. "I understand you've been through some shit, but you can't stay like that. No need to be." She promptly stuffed her mouth with risotto.

Wave laughed. "I suppose so."

"Tall guy, make us more of this stuff!" jumped Ifrit.

"Me two." said Mountain.

"Me three!!" yelled Cumulus. Soon enough, all the ghouls were yelling for food.

At that moment, Wave realized he was in for a long ass week.

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grimmeghoulz · 10 months

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HELLO PEOPLES I NOW HAVE AO3 -> witchy_ghoul_grim

I WILL POST STUFF THERE TEEHEE

@grimmeghoulz will remain for asks and requests :>

A HUGE PROJECT IS IN THE WORKS. I WILL KEEP YOU ALL UPDATED! (ghost related for u loves) IN DRAFTING STAGE AS OF 21/07/23

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grimmeghoulz · 10 months

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since people really liked Rose, I sketched out my original concept of him :>

yes he's absolutely huge and would hug you (just give him patience)

#ghoulsona #rose ghoul

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grimmeghoulz · 10 months

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Also i love the name Rose, it reminds me of sleeping beauty and the Thornbushes that cover the castle, like how Rose is all prickly at first but then gets all soft

Yessss that was absolutely the intention! I chose Rose both because of that but also, I wanted something that medieval humans considered important at the time.

He was honestly a blast to write but I want to give him more development. If yall want more on him (perhaps a slight rewrite), just ask!! (i will write independently once I get the time too.)

#ghoulsona #ghoul oc #ghost band #ghost fanfic #thank you!#ghost #ghost the band #the band ghost #ghost bc #ghost posts

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grimmeghoulz · 10 months

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Can i have some terzo x fem!reader where they are chilling in the gardens together? Like tooth rotting fluff too! Thanks!

YES YES YES ABSOLUTELY MORE FLUFF!!! absolutely love me some fluff

this baby has been LONG overdue (i blame adhd)

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The Gardens of the Ministry, tended to by Primo, have been you and Terzo's favourite hangout spot for months now. Luscious leaves decorate the walls, gigantic trees singing in the wind as the colours of countless flowers glow in the dawn light.

Terzo sighs as he takes in the sight. "It's always so beautiful, isn't it?"

You can't help but look at him. So few people get the chance to see him without his makeup, yet he's chosen you to look at him daily. He smirks as he catches you staring. "All these flowers and yet you choose to look at me. Flattering."

Your eyes dart away awkwardly. "I'm sorry dear, it's just-"

Suddenly he grabs you by the hips and lifts you above his head, various petals swirling around you as he carries you close to his chest. He always laughs so heartily around you.

You press your foreheads together as you cuddle and laugh. "You're such a tease!", you giggle as you kiss him. Your arms drape across his shoulders as you look him in the eyes, feeling warmth fill your body as the cold of the night creeps in.

He gestures with his head past you, 'Look!', his eyes pointing towards a particular flower. Still in his arms, your eyes sparkle in awe as a purple lilly opens its petals as it bathes in the moonlight, pollen reflecting like stars in the night sky.

Terzo laughs smugly. "That's my heart when I'm around you."

You can't help but jokingly roll your eyes. "So cheesy, 'Lord of Hell'."

He laughs, gently caressing your face as the soft light of the moon illuminates your eyes.

"Anything to make my love smile."

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grimmeghoulz · 10 months

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*little writing fun while writing a third request*

Secondo: "Papa, I have sinned."

Nihil, behind the confessional: "I am aware of that. How many women have you had sex with since last week?"

Sister Imperator, passing by: "Clearly as much as you did that night"

Nihil: "Sister please, will you ever let that go?"

Sister: "If you do ALL the dishes in the Ministry for a month, I'll consider it."

Secondo: "Uhm, should I go?"

Sister and Nihil, in unison: "NO."

#ghost #ghost band #ghost fanfic #ghost ficlet #silly fic #shitghosting #incorrect quotes #papa nihil #secondo #seestor #sister imperator #peepaw nihil

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grimmeghoulz · 10 months

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Can i request male reader x Rain or Phantom (or both) where the reader is a very old ghoul, worked for the ministry since the beginning but always stayed in the shadows. Now that the ministry has a greater following the reader has to show themselves because they have to work more. The ghouls obviously would like to make the reader a part of their group, but since the reader is an older ghoul he hates being in groups, or with anyone in general (like a grumpy old cat).

But a few ghouls stay persistent and kinda adopt stay with the reader and worm their way to his heart.and soon enough the reader can be seen around this ghoul all the time, eating, sleeping and just spending time with him (again like a cat)

Angst to fluff where the ghoul(s) adopt this grumpy old cat (reader) and manage to melt his cold heart

I hope this makes sense and you can work with it! :D

Please don't stress yourself out

Thank you, dear anon! I absolutely adore this concept and I honestly think you should pursue writing if you don't already! I make sure to take the time I need to deliver quality fics for you guys <33 Absolutely loved writing this!!

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DISCLAIMER: While drafting this I changed the POV from reader to third person as it was more effective for narrative purposes. I hope it's not too much of a problem.

TW: Mentions of violence & disturbing imagery, vomit and cursing. Nothing NSFW.

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Dear Reader, I assume you know about Ghost, the metal band that skyrocketed in popularity these past few years. I'm guessing you've seen or even attended some of their Rituals, but I have one question to ask you; Do you know who really plans them behind the scenes?

The Ministry is home to a particular ghoul, one you've never seen before and one who'd rather kill you than let you lay your eyes upon him. A ghoul as old as the foundations of the Ministry itself, who has seen it built and rebuilt through hundreds of centuries, the forefather of the ghouls you know today. A ghoul whose mere presence causes priests to question their faith as he was the ghoul who drove the church to murder and traffic millions of innocents after it tortured and enslaved him, after it killed his Papa in cold blood. If you're ever wandering around the Ministry, you may hear the metallic sounds of chains swinging and a thurible hitting the ground in the distance, the smell of a strange incense filling your body. And if you're not a human from the ministry...run if you value your life. Even recent Papas are careful to stay on his good side.

The younger ghouls are but tiny kits beside him, yet they flocked around him curiously. Even Mountain looks like a scrawny teen near him. While he did growl and occasionally snap at them for coming too close, cursing at them in an ancient form of the Hellish language, they still tried to include him in their lives the best they could, even calling him "Grandpa Rose". Despite all this, they were, admittedly, still terrified of him. The Ministry sometimes broadcasted the band's performances, resulting in televisions destroyed on the floor with large gash marks on the screens. The ghouls, with their eyes all around the ministry, noticed that this hulking hellbeast didn't wreck the screens because of them, he actually seemed to have a fear of humans.

Rain and Phantom, the youngest amongst the ghouls took it upon themselves to search the Ministry's library and database to find out more about him. Why was his body covered in large gashes and scars, where's his left arm? Why was the right side of his face torn and scarred and was he missing that eye too? But most importantly, the question aching at their minds, if he's apparently a ghoul from the middle ages why hasn't he returned to Hell yet? Where's his Papa? The duo sneaked around the Ministry trying to find their hidden vault of knowledge without getting caught, eventually finding a large safe behind a hidden door in the wall. After failing repeatedly to open the lock, they reluctantly turned to mist and snuck inside the door, regaining their forms inside the huge vault.

"Satan's asshole", panted Rain. "I'm not doing that again."

Phantom almost vomited next to him. "I second that."

The two began quietly rummaging through stacks upon stacks of scrolls, books, notes and diaries in the hopes of finding more about Rose. After seemingly hours upon endless hours of reading and rummaging, Phantom in a drowsy state accidentally knocks one of the glass shelves over. Rain caught it before it could shatter and awaken everyone in the Ministry, especially Imperator. She was scary as hell. He was about to scold Phantom until they noticed a hidden, moldy chest was behind this shelf. Gently lowering the shelf so as not to absolutely obliterate it, they hoisted the chest (with a whole lot of strain, that shit was heavy) and as quietly as possible lowered it on the ground. Rain easily slashed the chain of the lock and opened the box, revealing a plethora of never before seen notes and even a painting of Rose done in someone's blood, how fancy. As they were taking piles of stinking brown notes and books, Phantom pulled out an old illustrated poster done in the middle ages. Rain turned around to look at his partner, seeing an absolutely horrified face that, with hands shaking madly, gave him the poster.

A portrait of a man's severed bleeding head, crying dark tears, silently screaming in agony was drawn in grand detail with unintelligible wording and a vague date written underneath. The man had markings similar to Terzo...

"That was the day they murdered my Papa."

The two nearly shat themselves and squeaked in fear.

Rose was towering behind them, most of his face shadowed due to the yellowed light directly above them. The duo scrambled away, Rain protecting his partner.

Rain's voice was tough, merely a facade to hide his terror. "I'm sorry Rose, we just wanted-"

Rose waved a scarred hand at them. He wasn't mad at all, rather he had a melancholic expression on his face. "Do not worry. I understand. Young ghouls are naturally curious, I was too." He sat down cross-legged in front of them.

Phantom popped out from behind Rain, indirectly reassuring him that Rose means no harm despite his tail clearly being between his legs. "What do you mean?"

Rose began fidgeting with his goat-like ear. "I had snuck into a human church as a kit. I was curious, wanted to know about them. I was discovered, and they splashed holy water at my face. I ran away before they melted me alive."

Rain flinched, holy water was to ghouls like acid is to humans. Phantom hugged his partner. Rose reached a hand out but the duo hesitated, so he continued.

"As I was Papa's Quintessence Ghoul, they could easily trace him." The corners of his mouth sunk. "They captured both of us and beheaded him in a huge ceremony, throwing a feast at his decapitated head."

The ghoul solemnly stared at Rain and Phantom. "I'm sorry for being so harsh on all of you, like that'll fix anything" His gaze sharpened. "But you cannot trust humans. I cannot lose you too."

"Humans have changed since then, Rose.", Rain's voice was solid. "They won't burn us or kill our Papa."

Rose stood up. "How can you be so sure-"

Phantom, a great deal shorter, stood up to him. "People love us, man! They love our Papa, they actually made him a flower crown!"

Rose's gaze softened...he couldn't believe it.

Rain stood up as well. "They love our music, Rose. People travel from around the world to hear us. They're happy when we come, saddened when we leave."

Rose's shoulders slumped over. "Music, hm." He turned his face away with shame. "I destroyed my lute...vowed to never play again."

'Bullshit, let's make you one!" Phantom's voice was extremely determined, surprising Rose. "In fact, Aether's old guitar is perfect for you!" He hesitated a bit yelling at the old man. "Maybe we could fix his humbuckers-OOF"

Rose hugged the two, tears running down his face like rivers as he squished them. His one arm was enough to surround them. "I'm sorry, so very sorry, please forgive me."

Rain sighed and smirked. "It's alright, Grandpa."

Rose looked at them. "Grandpa?"

"Wait, do you not-"

The old ghoul broke down in a shower of tears, crying 'I'm a grandpa!' as he squeezed the ghouls in the tightest bear hug in history, lifting them off the ground.

Phantom patted his back. "Hey, big guy? I know that it's a bad time but, can we get out of here before Imperator finds us?"

Rose sniffled as he growled, his tail waving like a mas cat's. "What would she do?",

Rain waved his hands to calm him down. "She'll just take away our guitars for the day, it's alright."

Rose huffed, steam puffing out his nose. "We can't have that, now can we?"

With his one arm he gently hoisted the shelf and with one snap of his finger placed all the notes back in their place as if they've never been touched. He lifted the chest with a bounce and carried it under his arm, turning to look at the ghouls. "Ready for mist time, boys?"

The two groaned but there wasn't much else they could do. Disintegrating again, the trio floated back up to the Ministry, just in time to see the waking ghouls. Rose used his calming energy to soothe the lethargic ghouls as the others emerged from their rooms half asleep. The group jumped, seeing the giant no longer skulking but now fully upright, smiling at them with tears in his eyes. He lightly lowered his chest as to not startle them. "I know this is all very sudden to you, but I'm so-"

The entire group launched themselves at him, yelling "GRANDPA!" as they covered the big guy with hugs, his eyes welling up with tears. He was speechless with joy hugging his little ghouls as if they were his own grandkits.

Sister Imperator shouted from the other side of the Ministry. "GET READY, EVERYONE. WE'RE MOVING TO SPAIN IN SIX HOURS!"

Rain smiled. "You ready, big guy?"

Rose wiped a tear from his eye. "Ready as I'll ever be."

"How're you gonna play with one arm?" asked Cirrus, curiosity spewing from her words.

The big guy smiled as he closed is eyes. Mist began forming around his shoulder blade, forming into his missing arm as the ghouls stared in awe.

"How in Satan's name did ya even lose it anyway?" jumped Ifrit, always so sentimental.

Rose beamed brightly at his honesty. "I was born without it, little Ifrit!" He flexed his mist arm. "I'll teach you these tricks someday, don't worry."

"BUS ARRIVES IN 15 MINUTES!" yelled Sister, still on the other side.

Rose turned to Rain and Phantom. "You ready, boys?"

The duo fist bumped. "Let's get rocking."

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grimmeghoulz · 10 months

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Second Fic is underway! Currently planning it out to practice better cohesiveness.

#ghost fic #fic request #ghost band #ghost fanfiction #ghost fanfic #writers of tumblr #writersociety #coming soon!

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grimmeghoulz · 10 months

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Hello! May I make a nsfw request? Reader and Terzo haven't seen each other for weeks bc of the tour, and now they have lost time to make up for. Male or GN reader, please. -🐏

that was quick as hell- let's go!

(features: terzo x male reader, soft love, ghoul reader, established relationship, terzo has a cat, NSFW, words of affirmation, comfort, LONG POST)

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The Ministry's dark corridors are lit with gentle moonlight, the stained glass windows breathing colour into the soft beams, a sight only you get to experience as the Ministry's head ghoul.

The endless tack-tacking of your typewriter is the only thing keeping you company in the late hours of the night, occasionally interrupted by Terzo's cat, Lilly, mewling for food and tearing the leg of your trousers apart for attention. Tonight, however, as you were planning out Copia's Imperatour, Lilly made herself known on your desk, pawing at your face.

The black cat, usually lazing around on her luxury bed, was presenting you with a white letter in her mouth. Slowly as to not pull on her teeth, you take the letter and, with one clean swoop of your claw, open it. Inside is a crisp piece of paper written with familiar handwriting...Terzo's handwriting. It reads:

'To my beloved Midnight,

How are you, mio cuore? I pray to His Majesty that you have been well...my heart has been aching to see you once more.'

He's so hopeless...then again you are the same.

'His Deviousness must have heard my prayers. I received a message from Sister Imperator this morning stating that, due to a storm in Helsinki, the tours have been postponed and I have been given permission from Nihil himself to return back to the Ministry tomorrow.'

Your heart skips a beat. Tomorrow?! So soon...your mind begins racing with unholy thoughts fuelled by your sheer boredom and desire. Abstinence was a ghoul's poison, and it has been weeks since you've last felt bliss...You struggle to continue reading as your mind piles up with images of lust.

'Do not worry, my dear, as I will arrive at the Ministry late at night, the perfect time to satiate your hunger.

Forever yours,

Terzo'

Excitement boiled inside your body, your chest burning so hot with want that you almost missed the last part of his letter.

'Ps. I accidentally bought lube with the Ministry's card, would you mind erasing that for me? Ti amo, bello.'

sigh...

Of course he did. Regardless, that is an issue for another day. Lilly had already claimed her spot on your lap, so you have no choice but to pet her until you eventually fall asleep.

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Soft sunlight warms your body as you slowly open your eyes. You realise you're no longer in your office once you feel soft fleece under your body; You're back to your room. The second floor of the Ministry is blocked off to lower ranking workers of the Ministry or external forces, serving as a home for ghouls and their Papa. You feel your tail wagging with excitement as the wooden door opens, and in comes in-

"Terzo!!" You lunge at the startled Papa, squeezing him in for a hug.

The antipope smiles as he kisses you on the forehead. "Buongiorno, amore mio. Have you slept well?"

As you nod, you feel Lilly rubbing against your leg, purring like a motorcycle. Terzo gently lifts her and cradles her like a furry human baby. "She has told me all about the efforts you've done for me behind the scenes.", he said, stroking the furball's little chin when his eyes met with yours. "I would like to show you my heartfelt appreciation."

You smirk at him as you take your blazer off. "I'm guessing that bottle of lube has something to do with it?"

He giggles as he places the cat down. "I wanted to keep it a surprise."

With your hands on his back, you pull him onto you, falling onto the bed. "Well then, better put it to good use now that you're here."

Kneeling on the bed, the antipope pulls the bottle out of his coat and puts it on the bedside table. Gazing at him, he feels as if he towers over you despite being two feet shorter.

You pull him in for a kiss as he slides his hand onto your chest, his fingers feeling like feathers across your body. His tongue fills your mouth as he slowly grinds against you, your dick rubbing against fabric. You hurriedly slide your shorts off as you buck your hips up, desperate to be filled. Terzo smiles at you and crawls down, sticking his head between your legs and gently sucking your shaft. Your body is burning with need as he licks your tip and slides it down his throat. The serenade of his tongue around your throbbing cock fills you with pure ecstasy as you thrust into his mouth, feeling his throat tighten around your dick.

"P,please..." your voice trailing off into a whimper. You ruffle Terzo's hair, pushing him further down on your cock as you buck up into him, wanting more and more of him as you begin to shake. "I'm close..."

He lifts his head back up, sliding your cock out of his mouth with a slick pop. He grabs your thighs and pushes them up and out, exposing your desperate hole as he rests your legs on his hips. You can only whimper, feeling his spit and your pre rolling down your chest, tickling your throat. He grabs the bottle of lube and squeezes it lightly, covering his hand as he slowly slides it in. Your body craves his touch, squeezing your thighs against him as he goes deeper. "Give it to me.", you beckon as he laughs. He lubes his dick and slides it across your hole, teasing you as you feel his pulse between your legs. He pulls you up as he slowly slides inside you, each thrust of his dick releasing a whimper out of you. You stick your forked tongue inside his mouth, spit rolling down your chin as you push him deeper and deeper inside you, feeling his oiled cock throb with every kiss.

"Amore, you're doing wonderful", Terzo hums into your ear. "Thank you for waiting for me." He thrusts faster and deeper as you purr, your claws scratching his back as you arch back and spurt all over his belly, the mess sticking your bodies together. Your moans ringing in his ears, he comes as he pushes you in for one final kiss.

The both of you slump over on the bed and cuddle one another, your purring rivalling Lilly's in volume as you nuzzle close to him. "I'll never let you go."

He laughs softly, his voice like a song in your ears as he strokes your hair. "I'll only have the next week left, bello, before I stay with you forever."

You groan against his chest. "I still need to remove the lube from the database.."

Terzo holds you close as both of you fall asleep. "Problem for another day?"

"Problem for another day."

~Fin~

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