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melilovesghost · 6 months

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This is a lil fic written for Shroomie on twt, also lightly inspired by the works of @bupia . This also acts as an appreciation post to her also, for all her hard work and amazing writer!! Go check her out!!

Copia is insecure about his tummy, but so are you, so you work together through your insecurities!

This, as much as its supposed to be a cute fluff story, involves some NSFW, so mdni.

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Copia was on tour, it had only been a few days but you were missing him. You decide to drop him a text but at the same time you pick up the phone, you receive a text from him.

"I miss you, cara."

Your heart skips a beat, a smile creeping up your face. You give your phone a small hug as you begin to text back.

"I miss you too, Cardinal."

You sit on your bed, eagerly awaiting his reply.

"I haven't stopped thinking about you. When I'm on stage all I can think about it you."

You quietly gasp at his words, surprised at his admiration. You didn't think he liked you that much, that it was all in your head.

"Same here. I was just about to text you when you text. You're always on my mind Copia."

"Sometimes my mind thinks sinful things Cara, sinful things about you. Its worst when I'm on stage, wearing those tight pants, but I can't help thinking of you, mio bellissima."

You blush at his words, gently kicking your feet.

"Oh yeah, what kind of sinful thoughts, tell me papa"

"Oh well I- um... I'm a bit shy..."

"Tell me papa, pleaseeeee"

"I'm getting hard just thinking about you, cara."

"Show me"

"What? Show you?"

"Show me how hard I make you"

"Mio cara, I can't..."

"Why not? Are you somewhere you shouldn't be right now 😉"

"No cara, its not that... I'm... insecure..."

"About what darling papa? You don't have to be scared with me, I love you no matter what. Your beauty never ever scared me papa."

"It's my tummy. It's too big. I'm fat. Fat and ugly. You could never like someone with a tummy like mine..."

"Cardinal don't say that!! Im sure your tummy is adorable!! You're not ugly at all!! And hey... I'm insecure too... my tummy is too big..."

"Don't say that mio cara!! You are absolutely beautiful! Divine! Stunning!! Don't say that about yourself!!"

"So my tummy is pretty but yours isn't, is that what your saying Copia? 🤨"

There was silence for a few moments. Copia knew you were right.

"... you're right cara, if your tummy is beautiful, mine can be too"

"Let's send eachother pictures, we can overcome this insecurity together!"

"Okay cara, if you say so..."

Soon after your phone lights up, showing Copia had sent you a picture. You open it, seeing his fully exposed tummy. He was no longer hard after your conversation, but you didn't care, that's not the purpose of this anymore. You respond with a picture of your own, revealing your own exposed tummy and private region.

"I told you Copia!! Your tummy is adorable!! If I was there I'd give it 100 tiny kisses all over!! 🥰"

"Oh wow Cara, you look absolutely exquisite! Your tummy is the prettiest I've ever seen! I could just caress it forever!! Thank you, mio cara, for helping me. I feel a lot better about myself now."

"Same to you Copia, thanks for your help. You really help me feel comfortable in myself."

"I love you, mio cara."

"I love you too Copia."

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melilovesghost · 7 months

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Hello again guys and ghulehs, I shall once again apologise for the lateness of this, I'm slowly getting back on track lol, hope yall enjoy this one!! As usual promt list from @kroas-adtam !!!

Day 5 - Double Penetration

Swiss had just gotten in his room after that nights ritual, and had just taken his helmet off when he heard his door slam open. He could feel the heat immediately, signifying to him that this was Sodo, and not just any Sodo, a pissed Sodo. "You motherfu-" he's cut off by Aurora skipping gleefully into the room. "Oh hi Sodo!! What are you doing here?" Aurora asked, skipping over to Swiss's side where she's pulled into a side hug. "Could ask you the same thing Princess" Sodo replied cockily. "I'm just here to see Swissy, he promised me we'd have a *session* after the ritual" she giggled. "A "session" huh? Well after what this motherfucker did to me on stage he owes me a session too" Sodo spat. "Ooo double team!!!" Rory exclaimed excitedly. "Sounds like a plan Rory" Sodo replied sadisticly, rubbing his hands together in anticipation.

Aurora began by attempting to shove Swiss onto the bed, but since she's pretty much half the size of him, she barely made a dent, so Sodo decided to help her, allowing them to succeed. Rory immediately climbed on top of him, going straight for his buttons on his shirt. Once the shirt was off, Rory went to a drawer in Swiss's room, pulling out a glittery pink strap that she had previously placed in his room in preparation for this if it ever occurred. Swiss's eyes widened both in fear and shock from seeing that Aurora had this in his room. Sodo also didn't expect little Rory to have something like that, nevermind in Swiss's room. He had underestimated the new Ghoulette, and this excited him even more.

Sodo went for Swiss's trousers, quickly undoing them and pulling them down. His eyes widened when he realised Swiss has no underwear on. Swiss noticed this, and spoke "Rory did tell you we were gonna have some fun, plus it's not like you don't do it either Sodo" Sodo responded by taking off his own clothes, Rory doing the same. Once all the ghouls were naked, Sodo and Aurora flipped Swiss over onto his stomach. "Be a good boy for us now won't you Swissy" Aurora said, giving him a peck on the lips. Sodo just slapped his ass, still mad about what happened on stage. Swiss moaned into the pillows on the bed, liking what was happening to him. Sodo then put his fingers in Swiss's mouth. "Suck" he said sternly. Swiss happily obliged, getting his fingers nice and wet, knowing what was going to happen next. Sodo mercilessly stuck his fingers inside Swiss, causing him to moan loudly into the pillows and squeeze the bedsheets lightly. Sodo started stretching his fingers out inside him, causing Swiss to be a mess on moans. He loved it. Sodo then moved to the other end of the bed to meet Swiss's face, grabbed his hair to make him look up, and stuck is dick right in his mouth. "Suck" he once again said sternly.

Once he was satisfied with how wet his dick was, he went right back to Swiss's ass and stuck it right in, making Swiss scream in both pain and pleasure. Sodo then ordered Aurora to stick her strap in his mouth and get that all wet, so he could take both of them. Rory could feel the vibrations from the strap caused by Swiss's moans, causing her to moan also. After a short while, Sodo summoned her back over. "Let's fuck him like there's no tomorrow Rory, show him what he gets for jacking me off right on stage, the little slut." Swiss moaned from Sodo's words alone. Rory gently stuck her strap into Swiss, causing him to moan and whine. "You doing okay Swissy?" She asked, not wanting to push him to far. Swiss managed to breathe out a reply of "yes maam" whilst gently nodding his head. "Good boy" she replied, whilst bottoming out. Swiss gripped the bedsheets so hard as he screamed. Sodo then started moving, causing moans so big out of Swiss you'd think all the air had been sucked out of his lungs. As Sodo began quickening Rory began moving too, making Swiss cry out in pure pleasure. Tears were streaming down his face but he loved it. He was on cloud 9.

It didn't take long for Swiss's moans to adopt a higher pitch, telling the other two he was close. Aurora and Sodo exchanged a mischievous sadistic look, and started pounding into him harder than ever before. Swiss was a writhing mess of moans and he came all over the bed, Sodo following shortly after. Leaving Aurora.

"Now it's time to make you cum, princess." Sodo spoke sexily. Aurora looked at him with excitement. "Come on then Swiss, eat her out. Return the favour." Sodo sadisticly demanded. They flipped Swiss back onto his back, revealing his tear covered face off bliss, but that wasn't visible for long as Aurora sat on it, allowing him to eat her up. Swiss immediately grabbed her thighs to pull her down onto his face more, almost like it was a reflex. Swiss started eating her like there was no tomorrow. He loved her taste. He moaned right on her clit, causing her to moan loudly. Sodo decided to help by playing and sucking at her nipples. Aurora was in a state of pure bliss. She loved everything about what was happening to her right now.

A very short time later her moans started to increase in pitch, and her thighs started to shake, showing she was close. They both worked hard on her, allowing her to have tye best orgasm of her life, cumming all over Swiss's face, him drinking up every drop. When she climbed off him, Swiss spoke "Satan princess you taste so good, I could just eat you for every meal" and licked his lips. Rory giggled at this and gave him a nice long kiss right on the lips.

"So Swiss, I hope you enjoyed your punishment for fucking with me on stage. Do it again and I won't be so nice" Sodo told him, leaving the room. To noones surprise, he did do it again, excited to see what Sodo had in store for him next.

#kinktober #kinktober 2023 #ghost kinktober #ghost band #ghost #the band ghost #sodo ghoul #sodo #dew ghoul #dew #swiss #swiss ghoul #swiss army ghoul #aurora #aurora ghoulette #swissrora #swissdew #swiss x dewdrop #swiss x aurora

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melilovesghost · 7 months

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Hello again, super duper sorry for how late this is, I didn't get it finished in time for yesterday and then something happened that made it so I couldn't finish it yesterday either, but hopefully this ones so good it'll make up for the lateness, and today's actual one too, I can't wait to write it up. Prompt list by @kroas-adtam as always. This one is still based on the wattpad fic "It's A Long Way Down" by JamieStark445 but it's a bit more loosely based. Enjoy!!

Day 4 - Table and Tempreture Play

The full moon is in 2 days, and Ifrit will be damned (as if he wasn't already) if he doesn't get the one he wants. His favourite little toy. Ifrit stalks the halls, sniffing out his scent, until be can smell that he's near. He hides behind a corner as he spy's on the ghoul, waiting for him to turn the corner allowing him to pounce. The unsuspecting ghoul does so, leaving Ifrit to drag him into a storage closet. "Wha-" you hear as the noise is cut off buy the closet door being slammed shut.

"What the fu-" The ghoul starts before being shut up by Ifrits lips meeting his. "You're mine again, little dewdrop" Ifrit said seductively as he went to mark the unsuspecting ghoul for the duration of the moon. "All mine". Ifrit's teeth sunk into the water ghoul as he moaned. Dew could feel the heat rising in the larger ghoul, he had a slight feeling that Ifrit wasn't going to wait until the full moon to slut him out. Ifrit placed one last kiss on the water ghouls lips before leaving the closet, leaving the smaller ghoul in a state of shock, trying to process what just happened.

Later on, at dinner, Ifrit couldn't take his eyes off the small water ghoul, catching the attention of everyone else sat round the table. "Got him again did ya Frit?" Omega teased. "Of course I did, the little slut knows he's mine and only mine" Ifrit said, whilst looking Dew directly in the eyes, with a smirk. Dew choked on his food from this abs exused himself from the table for a short while to recover, and to try and hide his increasing boner. A short whole later he sheepishly returned to the dinner table, making sure to keep his eyes away from Ifrit. After the meal, Ifrit went after Dew and grabbed his wrists, pinning him to the wall. "Deciding to ignore me are you? Can't take the heat?" Ifrit teased. Dew couldn't form words, he could only make a pleading hum. Ifrit looked down at Dew's pants, noticing a rising bulge. "Oh look the poor little water ghouls horny for me already. Shame the full moon is still two nights away isn't it? I'm not sure you can wait that long." Ifrit continued to tease as Dew got harder. He could only shake his head in response to the fire ghoul, completely submitting to him. "Aww what a shame, poor you" Ifrit teased once again, letting go of the water ghouls wrists and beginning to walk away, causing Dew to whimper from the lack of contact. He longed for Ifrit's touch. He needed him.

In the common room the ghouls were playing a game of uno, but all Dew could do was look at Ifrit. He needed to feel that ghouls touch. Everyone noticed this, of course, eventually causing Alpha to shout "Satan get a room you two, Dew all you've done the entire game is stare at Ifrit" Dew just looked at the ground in response to hide his embarrassed blush. "Come on then Dewy, let's go" Ifrit said, grabbing Dew harshly by the hand and dragging him away to his room. Dew could feel himself getting hard as he was being dragged away. He was so ready for Ifrit. He wanted him so bad.

As soon as the door shut behind them Dew pounced straight on Ifrit, attempting to kiss him, only for Ifrit to push him away. "Ah ah ah Dewy boy, I didn't bring you in here to fuck you, I just brought you in here since you seemed to have forgotten how to act infront of other ghouls. You couldn't stop looking at me, so now that's all you're going to do. No touching though, and that includes yourself. Everytime you try to touch me or yourself you'll get burned, okay Dewy?" Dews face began to frown. He couldn't hold himself back but he didn't want to get burned either. Then Ifrit began to strip. This sent Dew over the edge. Hoping, Ifrit wouldn't notice as he was taking his clothes off, he began to touch himself through his trousers. He got away with it for a few seconds until he accidentally let out a moan. He immediately clapped his hands to his mouth, hoping Ifrit didn't hear it. He did. Obviously. "I think I remember saying that includes yourself Dew." Ifrit spoke, glaring at him. "Don't think I wasn't kidding when I said you'll get burned" and with that he flung a small fireball at Dew, hitting his right hand. Dew winced in pain as it scolded his skin. "That'll learn ya"

Eventually, Ifrit was completely naked and laid sexily on the bed. Dews face showed how badly he wanted to touch him, to feel him, but he knew he couldn't unless he wanted to feel the burn. His dick was so hard it was like his trousers were going to burst open. Dew kept making sounds of resistance from the desperation he felt. Ifrit stayed like that for 30m, before finally speaking. "You've been such a good boy Dew, now go back to your room, but you better not touch yourself, save all that for the moon, its just 2 more nights, and we're already partially into one of them." Dew solemnly went back to his room, fighting the urge to touch himself.

The next day passed and Dew was going crazy. He NEEDED Ifrit. All he could do was stare at him. All. Day. Ifrit kept smirking and winking at him, teasing him throughout the day. The burning rule still applied and it was killing the poor water ghoul. Everytime he tried to do something he was shot with a small fireball. The water ghoul just couldn't take it anymore. That night he lay awake. It took everything in him not to touch himself. "This time tomorrow I'll be getting fucked so hard I won't be able to walk" he thought, smiling to himself from the thought of it.

The next day Dew was excited. Tonight was the night he got Ifrit all to himself. He was so ready for him. Everytime he saw Ifrit he smiled at him with a look of longing. At this point noone cared about how obsessed Dew was with Ifrit, they all had their own partners for the night. Time was ticking by and Dew was getting needier and needier. He was constantly looking at Ifrit for approval to when they can begin. The sun was finally starting to set, and Dew couldn't take it anymore, it's close enough right? Or so he thought. Right as he reached his hand up to touch Ifrits chest he was hit with another fireball. He growled in response, from pain, anger and pure desperation. "Fuck Ifrit I can't take it any more, please fuck me, please, please" he begged, whimpering. "The moon is set to rise in an hour, I want to be at full potential when my cock is inside you, tearing you apart" Ifrit responded. "Please Ifrit, I can't take it any longer" Dew pleaded, tears were streaming down his face at this point. It was torture.

Finally, the moon had risen and both ghouls could feel it. "Right then Dew, I think it's time" Dew moaned loudly just from the thought, dick immediately hardening. "Please Ifrit, just fuck me, no teasing, no foreplay, no nothing. I need you so fucking bad" Dew was already begging and they hadn't even begun yet. What a slut. Ifrit being the ghoul he wanted to draw this out for as long as possible just to torture the poor water ghoul. The best part about full moons is that ghouls can cum as many times as they like. Ifrit was thankful for this rule, as with Dew's desperation he had a strong feeling he will have cum before he can get his clothes off. Ifrit slowly started unbuttoning his tops, causing Dew to growl and start doing it for him, only for him to get burned once again. "Ah ah ah, don't think that just because the moon's out that you can touch all you like, you've still got to be a patient little pup. Just watch me strip, appreciate my body." Dew was physically drooling at this point. Ifrit continued to slowly remove his clothing, causing Dew to whine from lust, until he was eventually in just his boxers. "Your turn, Dewy." Ifrit ran his hands over Dew's body, making him moan and his knees to falter. He slowly started undoing the smaller ghouls buttons, revealing the "Sodomizer" tattoo that he had, further reminding Ifrit of how much of a slut the little water ghoul is. Dew was physically shaking just from Ifrit's touch. He needed the larger fire ghoul so badly it was killing him.

Once he was fully naked, Ifrit placed a long, deep kiss on Dew's mouth, making him moan loudly, going limp in Ifrit's arms. "Can, can you fuck me now, please, please Ifrit, please" the water ghoul panted, out of breath from the kiss. Ifrit knew he had teased him enough, and entered the smaller ghouls hole with no warning. The pleasure from this alone was enough to make Dew cum. "Cumming for me already are we slut?? Let's see how long you can last when I'm fucking you" and with that Ifrit started pounding mercilessly into Dew. Dew managed to grab a nearby table to keep himself up as he screamed in pleasure. Ifrit was pounding into him so hard that the table was creaking, almost as loud as the poor water ghoul was screaming. Tears were streaming down his face as Ifrit relentlessly pounded into him. He definitely wasn't going to be able to walk tomorrow. Soon after Dew reached his second climax, the tension around Ifrit making him follow shortly after. The fire ghouls cum was hot inside him, he could feel his insides burning, but it felt do good. So do good. "Don't think I'm done with you yet Dew, the night has just begun" Ifrit said as he began to pound into the water ghoul once again.

#kinktober #kinktober 2023 #ghost kinktober #ghost band #the band ghost #ghost #sodo #sodo ghoul #dew #dew ghoul #ifrit #ifrit ghoul #Tempreture play

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melilovesghost · 7 months

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Hello again Ghesties, and welcome to day 3 of kinktober, hosted by @kroas-adtam !! As usual, Disclaimer: this chapter is based on events that happen in the wattpad fic "It's A Long Way Down" by JamieStark445, so I would recommend reading that for it to make more sense, but there is a bit of backstop at the start to set the scene, so this is optional. Also I have never written anything like this before, so apologies if its bad 😅.

Day 3 - Leather and Blood

The girls had gone out on their monthly shopping trip. "Ooo this one this one!! You'll love it in here!!" Sunshine expressed to Ember excitedly, pointing at a clothes shop. The 4 girls walked in and started rummaging through the racks, looking for some good cheap finds, when Cirrus notices something. "Oo Ember come over here, I think you're gonna like this!!!" Ember curiously walks over to where Cirrus is standing, only to see a gorgeous pleated black leather miniskirt staring back at her. It also came with a matching leather bralette. "Imagine what Sodo would think of you in this?!" Cirrus said excitedly. At this point the other ghoulettes had gathered round to see what the commotion was about, and upon laying eyes on that skirt they all had the exact same reaction as Cirrus. "Oms Ember you HAVE to get it!!! Sodo will flip!!!" Sunny exclaimed. "Wow Ember, Sodo won't be able to resist you wearing that!!" Added Cumulus. "andidlovetoseeyouinthattoocirrus" Cumulus quickly and quietly added whilst blushing intensely and looking at the ground. Cirrus obviously heard her mates little comment, making her turn around, grab her mates face to make it face hers, and say in a seductive voice "oh would you now, Lussy?" Cumulus basically folded over her mates words, turning a deep shade of red. Cirrus simply placed a small kiss on her mates lips, leaving Cumulus aching for more. But they were in public, they couldn't do anything there... right?

"How many items?"

"1, or 2 if these dont count as 1 since they are a set."

"There you go"

Cirrus had obviously grabbed the skirt and bra, and was now going to try it on for her partner. She had claimed the most private changing room in the place, juuuuuuust in case Cumulus just couldn't resist her. "Oh Lussy I'm ready!!" Cirrus sexily called out to her mate. Dying of excitement, Cumulus slowly peeled back the curtain of the cubicle, revealing the love of her life stood there, in just the bra and skirt. Lussy's eyes flashed a flame for a second as she became immediately obsessed with how it looked, practically throwing herself onto Cirrus, kissing her with more passion and desire than ever before. "Woah there girly, I take it you like it then?" Cirrus giggled at her mate. Cumulus simpled nodded in response, drooling from how good her mate looked. "Remember Lussy my love, we're in public right now, however I'm definitely buying this so don't worry, we can have some fun later." Cirrus exclaimed to an incredibly horny Cumulus.

Meanwhile, Ember was also trying on the skirt and bra, chatting with Sunny as she did so.

"Oh Lussy I'm ready!!!" They overheard a few cubicles down. "Oh boy, something tells me they're going to be a while in there" Sunny commented with a giggle. "You got that right" Ember confirmed, also with a giggle. "Right Sunny, it's on, what do we think?" Ember asked whilst opening the curtain. Sunny's eyes sparkled with glee as she clapped her hands together. "YES!!!" She screamed excitedly. "Sodo's gonna lose his MIND Ember you look so good!!!"

The last time Ember had bought a skirt it had gone down VERY well with Sodo. All he could do was think about fucking her with it on before they were even together. But that was with a polyester pleated skirt. This was a leather pleated skirt. 10x more sexy. Ember couldn't wait to see her mates reaction to her wearing such a thing.

Ember had made sure everything was perfect for her session with Sodo tonight. She had checked his calendar to make sure there would be no interruptions in their fun, she had planned this perfectly. Sodo was out with Aether at the moment, running a couple errands for Copia. He was due to be back for around 7:45pm. Ember had spent her time setting the scene, getting herself all prepared for what's to come. All she knew is that she was glad she had a free morning the next morning, as she had a strong feeling she wasn't gonna be able to walk after this.

The time was 7:40pm. Ember lay sexily on the bed, impatiently waiting on her mates return. Minute by minute the clock ticked on, until at 7:43 she heard footsteps. Excitedly, she made sure she was in prime position for Sodo to walk in. She heard his hand on the doorknob. "Ohhhh Sooooodoooooooooo" she called out sexily. Curious, Sodo opened the door just to see his mate, in nothing but a leather bralette and leather skirt. Sodo's eyes immediately glowed with lust for his mate. He dropped everything and ran straight to her, crashing his lips passionately into hers. "Fuck baby, you look amazing, Satan I could just take you right here right now" Sodo said, practically drooling with lust. "Who said you couldn't?" Ember responded, beginning to unbutton his shirt. Sodo was so desperate he just ripped his shirt right off, not caring about the buttons flying everywhere. His hands immediately land on her breasts, feeling them through the leather. Ember's head fell back in pleasure as she moaned, her hand going to Sodo's trousers to feel how hard he was already. The answer was very. Very hard. She starts fondling him through his trousers causing Sodo to moan and start thrusting into her hand as he squeezed her breasts. Sodo couldn't resist any longer and went to undo his pants, struggling at the fastenings due to his desperation and lust. "Fuck Ember I need you so fucking bad" he moaned, frustrated at his trousers. He finally gets them open, quickly pulling them and his underwear down to reveal his VERY hard dick.

Sodo had never felt more lust for his mate as he did today. He could get high just from looking at her alone. The lust he was feeling for her was unbearable. She immediately started groping his now exposed dick, causing Sodo to moan loudly. He watched as his mate played with him, making eye contact with her as she smirked. "You wearing panties, princess?" Sodo questioned seductively. "Find out for yourself, firecraker" Ember responded, resulting in Sodo quickly pinning her to the bed with her legs spread so he could see. "That'll be a no then, such a slut for me aren't you princess"

"Yes sir"

Sodo grabbed her, laid down and placed her on top of him, allowing her to ride him with the skirt sexily disguising everything. He continued massaging her breasts as they both moaned. "Fuck princess, you look so fucking sexy in this set, I could just stare at you forever" Sodo said, flipping her onto the bed with him on top of her. He continued thrusting into her, his eyes staring at her mark.

Overwhelmed with lust, Sodo bites into her mark, harder then usual. Ember let's out a cry of both pleasure and pain, causing Sodo to realise what he's done and quickly retract, looking at his mate with fear. He then notices her mark, it's bleeding. "Oh fuck Em I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to bite that hard" Sodo says, worried. "Lick it up, bad boy" Ember replies seductively, signaling to Sodo that she didn't mind and that he is forgiven. Sodo sticks out his tongue and sexily laps up all the blood from his mates neck, making Ember moan in ecstacy. "Bite me more Sodo, make me bleed" Ember finds herself requesting, not realising how much she liked this. Sodo happily obliged, carefully biting her all over, making sure to pierce the skin just enough to draw blood, allowing him to lap it up like a cat. Ember just loved the feeling of Sodo licking up all her blood, so much that she could feel high starting to climb. "Oh Sodo, fuck, fuck me I'm gonna cum" Sodo carried on thrusting into her, biting into her one last time, causing both of their orgasms.

Once they had come down from their high, Sodo grabbed a mirror, allowing Ember to look at her pierced self. She was covered in his bites, but she loved all of them.

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melilovesghost · 7 months

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Hello again, Ghesties! Its time for day 2 of kinktober, hosted by @kroas-adtam !! Disclaimer: this chapter is based on events that happen in the wattpad fic "It's A Long Way Down" by JamieStark445, so I would recommend reading that for it to make more sense, but there is a bit of backstop at the start to set the scene, so this is optional. Also I have never written anything like this before, so apologies if its bad 😅.

Day 2 - Tail Play (I don't know enough about how Quintessence works)

It hadn't even been a week since Lilith had thrown her sister into the depths of hell. She was trying hard to make sure the ghouls felt safe in her company, that she wasn't at all like her evil sister. She had been working hard to destroy the rules her sister had made, so the ghouls could live happier, more comfortable lives. The first rule she abolished was the rule that ghouls had to be masked around EVERYONE, except themselves. This meant that the ghouls basically had to live in their huge, uncomfortable masks full time. Lilith hated this, she knew how uncomfortable those masks got after a long period of time. She changed the rule so that ghouls can present how they want, since everyone in the ministry knows they're ghouls anyway. This also included their full ghoul form, however she stated it was preferable if they didn't be full ghouls infront of the sisters of sin, as they are only human and they might scare them, especially Mountain, who is 8ft in full ghoul form. Lilith made sure to tell the ghouls this rule immediately, hoping it would help them trust her.

"So guys, Lilith seems serious about this no mask rule. Maybe she won't be like Imperator?" Aether spoke to the group. Aether has always been the most rational of the group, so for him to have said this it must be true. Sodo however was the least trusting. To him, she was from the same bloodline, so must be the same. "I bet she's just changed that stupid rule in hopes that she can gain our trust so then she can shoot us down and it will hurt even more. I don't trust her one bit. He tricks won't work on me." Sodo spat. "Think about it though Sodo, even if she is stringing us along, it will still be beneficial for us to get to be in our full ghoul forms, we've all had to glamour for way too long now. It'll do us some good." Aether commented. "I suppose you're right Aeth. Shall we all unglamour then?" Sodo suggested. "Sounds good" Swiss added, unglamouring, everyone else following quickly after.

All of them sighed happily upon feeling the relief of being able to be themselves. Sodo tail immediately wrapped around the waist of his mates. Cirrus round Cumulus, Mountain round Swiss. They all cuddled in peace in the common room until Sodo's dirty mind decided it needed to have an input. He leant into Ember's ear and whispered "hey baby, we've never fucked in ghoul form, wanna give it a try?" Ember found herself getting wet just from the thought of it. She discreetly nodded her head, causing Sodo to pick her up using his tail, throw her onto his shoulder bridal style and swiftly carry her to his room.

Using his tail, he carefully threw Ember onto his bed. He then climbed on top of her and wrapped his tail around her again to pull her close, into a deep passionate kiss. Without breaking the kiss, Ember began to use her tail to feel inside Sodo's pants, using her hands to get them undone. Sodo then broke the kiss to quickly take his shirt off, unwrapping his tail from Ember's waist, allowing it to slip under her shirt. Ember helped Sodo's tail to remove her shirt, quickly following with her bra. Sodo's tail immediately circled round Ember's left breast, stroking her nipple with the tip of his tail. Ember's head fell back in pleasure whilst she let out a moan. Ember then wrapped her tail around Sodo's dick, pulling it out of his boxers, and started rubbing it, causing Sodo to moan and involuntarily squeezing Ember's nipple with his tail a bit harder.

Sodo began kissing Ember again, letting his tail slowly roam her body until it reached her sweats. Skillfully, he uses his tail to undo the ties, and breaks the kiss briefly to pull them down, leaving her in just her panties. Swiftly, he went back to kissing her, using his tail to rub her up and down through her panties, causing her to moan into the kiss, also increasing the speed in which she was rubbing him off. Sodo could feel himself starting to build so he dove his tail into Ember's now soaking wet panties, feeling her clit. Ember didn't see this coming, causing her tail to squeeze Sodo's dick. Sodo moaned in both pleasure and pain from this action. Ember realises what she did ans quickly removed her tail, frantically saying sorry to Sodo, only for him to shut her up with his lips. "I'm okay, don't worry" he whispered to her after breaking the kiss. "But those panties are coming off now." Still massaging her clit with this tail, he quickly rips off her panties.

Sodo then lined himself up with Ember, thrusting into her whilst still rubbing her clit with his tail. He uses his hands to massage her nipples, turning Ember into a moaning mess. It didn't take long for them both to get close, Ember using her tail to grip Sodo's waist and pull him closer to her, deeper into her. Sodo could feel her tail vibrate around him, telling him she was close, causing him to start pumping into her harder and faster. A short time later, they both came in perfect synchronisation, tails twitching, panting from their highs.

"Damn Em, that was fun, we should definitely do that again sometime whadyasay?" Sodo commented between pants. "Yeah, yeah.. we... should..." Ember said softly, falling asleep. Sodo quickly wrapped her up, laid next to her and wrapped his tail around her, setting an alarm for 30m so they could get themselves cleaned up afterwards, and slowly drifting off next to his mate, the love of his life.

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melilovesghost · 7 months

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Good morning Ghesties!! Welcome to day 1 of kintober, hosted by @kroas-adtam : this chapter is based on events that happen in the wattpad fic "It's A Long Way Down" by JamieStark445, so I would recommend reading that for it to make more sense, but there is a bit of backstop at the start to set the scene, so this is optional. Also I have never written anything like this before, so apologies if its bad 😅.

Day 1 - High sex

It had been a couple months since Ember had tried weed for the first time, to help with her pain at the time since Sister Imperator had fucked with her pain meds in another feeble attempt to kill her. Ember remembers the feeling of bliss and relief it gave her well, almost to the point of addiction. She wanted more, despite not being in any pain at this time.

It was a random Tuesday night in the ghoul common room, they were having Mario Kart tournaments, Rain and Sunshine currently going against eachother. Swiss had decided to get his joint out, conspiring that it would be a good idea to play Mario Kart whilst high. He announces to the group "for the next round everyone take a puff of my joint, let's try this shit high out of our minds, take a puff for each match." Swiss then took the first puff, passing it round the circle. When it got to Ember, she made sure to take a long puff, excited to feel the bliss again.

A few more rounds had passed, Aether was in the lead. By this point everyone had had at least 5 puffs and the affects were really starting to show, especially on Ember, who had only had it that one time before and was taking extra large puffs each time. When it was her turn to play again, she couldn't even drive in a straight line anymore. She hadn't even finished lap one when Sodo finished the race.

After that round, when Ember and Sodo went to find their places on the couch, Ember just started passionately kissing Sodo, as if there was noone else around. Sodo was confused but obviously reciprocated the kiss. "I want you baby" she slurred whilst beginning to unbutton her top. She must've been so high she forgot others were in the room with her. Sodo panicked upon realising what his mate was doing, grabbing her had and dragging her to his room.

"What were you doing there baby? Did you forget we were in the common room???" Sodo questioned. Ember just responded by continuing to unbutton her shirt. "Touch me baby, help me get undressed, I want to feel you." She slurred. Sodo obviously obliged, undressing Ember for her as her hands started to feel his growing bulge in his pants. Sodo began massaging Embers nipples, causing her to moan, louder than she normally would from feeling her mates touch. Those moans went straight to Sodo's dick as he got fully hard. Keeping one hand on a boob, Sodo began taking off his sweats and boxers. Upon seeing Sodo's package, Ember's eyes lit up like a child's on Christmas day, immediately taking him in her mouth without warning, causing Sodo to immediately moan, grabbing the back of her head and bobbing it up and down.

This wasn't a special moon night, so, despite being high out of her mind, she somehow still remembered not to suck him for too long as if he came, that would be him done for the night. Ember soon stopped sucking him, telling him to fuck her. Sodo ran his hands down her beautiful body, which was aching for his touch. What they both didn't realise is how ticklish Ember is when she is high, so she immediately starts giggling once Sodo's gentle hands reach her sides. Sodo is surprised by this, letting out a little giggle as he decides to move his hands straight to where she wants him, quickly turning those giggles into moans. Turns out Ember was also extra sensitive when high, causing her to squeeze her thighs around Sodo's arm as he traced her clit. "Sensitive when you're high aren't you baby?" He teased sadisticly, quickening his pace at her clit. Ember started to scream from pleasure, moving her thighs around Sodo's arm. Sodo then maneuvered his fingers down to her entrance, feeling how wet she was for him. Knowing she was already close, he decided a warm up wasn't needed, so he gently spread her legs and lined himself up to her, slowly pushing himself inside her. Ember let out an immense moan from this, cumming before Sodo even had a chance to start thrusting. Turns out Ember really is super sensitive when she's high. "Mmmm fuck Sodo, fuck me" she said whilst coming down from her orgasm. Sodo slowly started to thrust into her, causing her to scream in pleasure, her knuckles white from squeezing the sheets, tears off bliss starting to fall from her red eyes. It didn't take long for her to reach her second orgasm, the feeling of her tightening around his dick causing him to cum as well.

Both were panting for breath as their highs began to subside. Ember being the first to speak in their newly sober forms. "Woah, that was intense. I've never felt so sensitive in my life! Every touch from you was just on another level... I loved it." Sodo chuckled at her words. "Yeah, I've never seen you be so sensitive to me before, I think that's the quickest we've ever done it!" They both giggled as Sodo went to run a relaxing bath for the both of them.

"Would you wanna do that again?" Ember asked Sodo as they relaxed in the tub. "Not right now I mean, I just mean would you do high sex with me again?"

"I don't know Princess, I think you were *too* sensitive, we didn't get to do half the stuff we usually do, I think it all went a little too quickly. Maybe if you didn't decide to take the world's biggest puffs you wouldn't have gotten so high and sensitive." He said, the last bit in a teasing tone. Ember giggled, "yeah I agree, it did go a bit too fast paced. I suppose I best lay off the weed a bit hadn't I" she spoke whilst rolling her eyes.

#weed #high #sodo #dew #sodo ghoul #the band ghost #ghost #ghost band #dew ghoul #kinktober #ghost kinktober #kinktober ghost #kinktober 2023

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melilovesghost · 7 months

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hi. so. swissdew huh.

beta'd by the lovely @cirrus-ghoulette and @alas--pringles. thank you both <3

2.1k of frottage n fuckin

Swiss is in the process of wiping off what's left of the black smudge around his mouth when he hears the knob to the door turn, open, and promptly smack into the wall before being slammed shut. He knows who it is without even having to look up from his wipes. He grins.

“Y’okay there, spitfire?” He goads.

“Shut the fuck up.”

Swiss, embarrassingly, lets out the most imperceptible gasp when he's wrenched back by the shoulder and cruelly shoved back onto the couch in the dressing room. He gives the same sly grin up at Dew nonetheless, chuckling at Dew as he pushes Swiss back so he has enough room to straddle one of Swiss’ thighs, small hands either side of his thigh to keep himself balanced. He glares up at Swiss as he sets a slow rolling pace with his hips. He hasn't even taken his helmet off.

“You think you're so fucking funny?” Dew breathes, gasps, shifts a little further onto the couch, knee dangerously close to Swiss’ balls.

“My, Dew, I've no idea what you're talking about.” Swiss chances, settling his hands on Dew's thighs, before doubling down and sliding them up to his hips in a loose grip when he's not batted away or snarled at, lifting and pushing the thigh Dew's perched on on the next roll of his hips, providing the little guy some friction.

He's rewarded a breathy tease of a moan, followed by a hiss as he tightens his hold on Dew's hips and pulls him along his thigh, getting one solid grind in before Dew knocks his hands away, leaning back slightly to finally rip off his helmet and balaclava, grumbling in frustration at the laces on the back until he throws it to the ground and lets his hair down.

Swiss takes a moment to admire him, his skin flushed peach with sweat, damp hair cascading down his shoulders, little chest heaving rabbit quick with his shallow breaths. Swiss sneaks a hand up to push a strand of hair behind Dew's ear.

Who quickly slaps his hand away.

“Don't fucking do that,” Dew growls at him, “Not tonight, not after that.”

Swiss pouts, “After what?”

Dew deadpans.

Until, of course, he snakes a hand between them to cup Swiss over his pants, half hard, taking as much of Swiss in his hand as he can and squeezing, groping, before he starts jacking him through the material.

Swiss groans, head tipping back to fall on the back of the couch, nails digging into the sides of Dew's thighs. Dew drops his head to Swiss’ shoulder, biting harshly through his shirt, pulling back a moment later to glare at Swiss’ stupid pleasure stricken face.

He lets out a gut punched sound as Dew speeds his hand up on Swiss’ cock before taking his hand away.

“That ring a bell?” Swiss nods stupidly, hands squeezing and releasing over and over at Dew's sides. Kneading him. “Uh huh,”

“Good, because that's all you're getting.”

Swiss doesn't even get the time to protest before Dew's back to rolling his hips, holding Swiss’ thigh down with his hands so he stays still. So he can go at his own pace, seek his own friction. So he can use him.

He lets out a broken little whine when he gets a good pace going, raising himself up a little as he gets to the top of Swiss’ thigh, bearing down and dragging his cock closer to his knee on the down-roll. Swiss is still kneading at his sides, grateful for the point of contact that Dew hasn't shoved away yet, and he wants nothing more than to pull and push Dew's little hips how he wants, bounce him on his thigh, get him real fucked up.

Dew seems to be doing that just fine on his own, though. He looks pained, brows pinched together, mouth pulled into a tight frown where he's breathing out clipped grunts and pants between his teeth. He's clenching his jaw, hair bouncing around his shoulders as he rides Swiss’ thigh. He's sweating, even more than he was, there's glistening spots on the hook of his jaw and his cupid's bow that Swiss wants to clean away with his tongue.

Dew digs his nails into Swiss’ thigh and grinds hard, slow. Dragging his hard little cock along the top of Swiss’ thigh where there's a small spot of pre that's soaked through Dew's pants, he always gets so wet. He lets out the sweetest whine, brows upturned, mouth open wide. Satanas.

“Yeah, that feel good, baby?” Swiss moans, squeezing his hands at Dew's waist, taking the moment to lift his thigh, pulling Dew across it, feels the head of his dick catch on his pants, wincing in sympathy.

He's so caught up in watching the patch of pre spread across the front of Dew's pants that he doesn't notice Dew glaring down at him, chest heaving, sneering at him. “It did.” Dew digs his nails into the back of Swiss’ hands, then, waiting until Swiss is forced to let go from pain alone, all but throwing Swiss’ hands away from him. “Then some useless fuck interrupted,”

The way Dew talks down to him does things to him, makes his cock twitch in his pants, sweat pricking at the back of his neck.

Dew waits until he's sure Swiss won't try to get handsy again to start the snaps of his hips back up, desperate little humps while he squeezes his eyes shut. Swiss lets him go for a few minutes, hissing and cooing at particularly rough thrusts of Dew's hips, there's a wet line of pre seeping into Swiss’ pants where Dew's carving away. That does it.

“Dew, baby,” Swiss looks up at his face, hopeful, frowning when he sees Dew's expression unchanged, eyes still closed, if anything- he's frowning a little more.

“Baby, querida, take it out, wanna see-” Swiss cuts himself off with a moan as Dew's hips stutter, thighs squeezing around Swiss’, spasming.

“Wanna see you get my fuckin’ pants all messy, baby,” Swiss looks back up at Dew the moment he opens his eyes, bleary and lidded, letting out a pained groan. He tosses his head back, arches his back, panting up at the ceiling, hips still moving in small little jerks.

Swiss thinks he's going to ignore him until Dew scrambles to stand, getting up quickly and stumbling a little, nearly falling backwards when his boot gets caught on Swiss’. He fumbles with his belt, nails catching under the clip until it's free. Dew shoves his pants down to his thighs and Swiss drinks him in. He's not wearing underwear. Of course he's not. Milky thighs and ruddy little dick on full display in the dim yellow light.

Swiss waits until Dew's stepped closer, fully intending to straddle Swiss’ thigh again, to knock his foot out from under him- sending him careening to the side before Swiss catches him by the waist, turning him around and bringing him down into his lap. He wraps an arm around Dew's chest, pinning his arms to his sides while Dew writhes, calling Swiss every name under the sun.

He's hissing out "get the fuck off of me-” as he squirms, pushing his weight back into Swiss, trying to wiggle free. It only serves to give Swiss the leverage to pull Dew back and down. Dragging Dew's barely there ass across the front of his capris, where he's fattened up under the material. He groans low in his throat, repeating the action until he's steadily grinding up into Dew's ass, a mirror of his antics on stage, until Dew's head falls back on his shoulder, his body goes slack and he exhales a moan.

“There you go,” Swiss coos, “That's a good girl, yeah?” He purrs into Dew's ear, licking up the lobe.

“Swiss-” Dew arches his back, keening deep in his throat before his brain seems to catch up with him, “you fucker,”

Dew sways hard to the right, managing to wriggle one of his arms free from Swiss’ hold, grabbing Swiss’ hand where it's resting on his hip, and drags it up to wrap around his little stiffy.

“finish what you fuckin’ started.”

Swiss growls, burying his face in Dew's neck, squeezing the comfortable handful that is Dew's dick. He drops his hand to cup Dew's balls for a moment before squeezing and sliding up from base to tip, polishing the head and spreading the beading pre back down his shaft to slick the glide. He huffs into Dew's neck, breathing in Dew's cinnamon-citrus scent.

Dew keens above him, turning his face into Swiss’ neck, breathing out wet little puffs of air against his cheek, sporadically rutting up into Swiss’ fist, his thumb sliding over the head on every upward thrust of his hips. Swiss still grinding up into his ass as Dew writhes around in his lap until he lets out a moan that makes Dew scoff.

“Don't you dare fuckin’ cum, you asshole.” he pants, holding Swiss’ wrist still with one of his hands so that he can fuck his fist at his own pace, his other hand coming up behind him to thread into Swiss’ hair, tugging hard. “you can't fuckin' do anything right-”

Swiss mewls, nosing under Dew's jaw to hide how red his face must be- and, of course, Dew notices, laughing cruelly.

“don't tell me you fuckin’ liked that,” he bites out, speeding up just a little. He scoffs again at Swiss’ lack of denial. “you're fucking pathetic.” Swiss nearly cums on the spot; groaning deep in his chest, arm dropping from Dew's chest to wrap a hand around his bony hip, dragging him hard across the front of Swiss’ pants, nails biting into his skin. Dew moans, high and breathy, and Swiss knows he's close.

He doubles down, puts his all into jerking Dew off, tightening his fist at the base and twisting his wrist at the tip, drinking in the choked, punched out whines as Dew tries to squeeze his thighs together, fingers shaking around Swiss’ wrist where he's still holding him in a loose grip. His other hand pulls harder at Swiss’ hair, drawing his own occasional whines as he pants into Dew's neck, sweating head to toe.

Dew suddenly lets out a short burst of “uhn, ah, ah,”, wriggling around in Swiss’ lap like he can't decide if he wants to be closer or get away from Swiss working him over.

He stutters out a stupid, mumbled “Swiss, gunna cum, fuck-” as he heaves, the back of his head digging painfully into Swiss’ shoulder. As payback, or maybe just to help him along, he drops his mouth to bite at Dew's shoulder through his shirt, almost exactly where he bit on stage. Dew cries out, a raspy shout followed by him sharply arching his back, holding his breath while he cums hard into the slick hole of Swiss’ fist, shivering and pulsing hotly in his palm as his cum dribbles over Swiss’ fingers to pool onto the couch and floor below them.

He sags into Swiss as he whines through the aftershocks, thighs jumping and hand coiling around his wrist in a vice when Swiss dares one final tug of his spent cock before he lets Dew go.

He kisses Dew's shoulder, leaving a path of sloppy kisses up his neck to his jaw, mouthing just under his ear as Dew catches his breath. Dew sighs, rolling his neck off of Swiss’ shoulder, cringing at his sweat sticky hair and how it clings to the back of his neck.

And, because Swiss has never been good at saving his own ass, he brings his cum covered fingers up to Dew's mouth.

Who, of course, slaps his hand away so hard he winces.

“Never know when to stop, do you?” Dew's voice is husky, raspy, and appropriately annoyed. Swiss hums his apology.

Dew stands, then, stepping around the drying cum on the carpet, pulling his capris back up, fastening the belt. He picks his helmet off of the floor, tucking it under his arm as he shakes out his hair, trying to at least look a little presentable. He makes a show of looking around to see if he's forgotten anything, humming and walking over to the door of the dressing room when he's decided that, no, he's got everything, hand pausing on the doorknob when Swiss speaks. “what about me?”

“What about you?” he turns to look at Swiss, thoroughly annoyed.

“Y’gonna leave me here?” Swiss gestures to the obvious bulge at the front of his pants.

“Take care of yourself.” and with that, Dew opens the door and slips out a lot quieter than he had entered.

Swiss sighs, deciding to palm himself through his pants before he undoes the buckle to his belt, pulling himself out- and, because he can't help himself, sticks his still cum coated fingers in his own mouth.

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i know we've seen minute man dew on here before. how does he react to swiss being as rough as he was tonight

Dew knows something's coming.

Swiss has only been getting worse as the tour goes on, and he's learned to anticipate the other ghoul's ferality. It took Swiss sneaking onto his platform and sinking his teeth into his shoulder to really drive that point home, but Dew knows what to expect now. Knows that he needs to be hypervigilant when the stage lights go blue, when first notes of Watcher in the Sky ring out and the crowd starts to shriek.

He knows something's coming, and Dew tries his best not to tense up when Swiss' heavy bootfalls shake his platform. His fingers don't so much as falter on his strings when that broad body molds itself to his back, the wail of his guitar not quite enough to drown out the way Swiss pants wildly in his ear.

He knows something's coming, but he's still somehow unprepared for the large hand that sneaks behind his guitar. His foot goes heavy on his pedal as Swiss gropes at him, a harsh inhale sucking the already damp fabric of his balaclava into his mouth.

Swiss' other hand digs into his hip and Dew spits a curse that no one but he can hear. Swiss snarls in his ear, a possessive, predatory sound that does absolutely nothing to help the immediate tingle that's settling between his legs. Dew burns with it, thrown into immediate flashbacks of that moment on the last leg of the tour. Of Swiss sneaking up behind him and grabbing at his crotch in front of thousands, rubbing a nipple through his uniform and snickering in his ear.

This is so, so much worse.

Dew bites the inside of his cheek, palms sweatier than usual, cheeks so hot behind his mask. He can just barely see Swiss' hand curl into a tight fist behind his guitar, knuckles pressed to Dew's zipper. Swiss mimes a stroking motion that only Dew can see, and he's helpless to do anything but lean back against the solid chest behind him.

What a mistake that is.

He hears the crowd scream in a very distant way, playing purely off of muscle memory while he stares down at Swiss' hand. He knows he's swelling up already, always embarrassingly quick to react to even the slightest stimulation. Swiss fist drags over his pants just enough to feel, and every pass sends a shock through him that pools deep in his gut.

Swiss grinds against him, a firm roll of his hips, and Dew knows he can't watch anymore. Not if he wants to keep his pants unmessed.

Swiss' teeth dig into his shoulder and Dew does the only thing he can think of - grabs his whammy bar and pulls. Lifts his guitar by it, a violent tug that he does every night but has wildly different connotations tonight. Swiss, of course, responds in kind. Screeches in his ear and ruts against his ass. Dew can't help the way his head jerks when he feels Swiss's hand speed up, a familiar motion that goes straight to Dew's rapidly stiffening cock.

It pulses, sits hot against his thigh, and Dew's shoulders roll forward as he drops his guitar back down. For a split second he thinks Swiss isn't going to stop. The thought hits like a punch to the gut, images slamming through his mind of Swiss working him over right here on stage. Fondling him through his pants until he's soaking a wet spot into them for everyone to see. They're all screaming already, and the sudden knot of worry in his gut grows at the thought of how much louder the crowd would get if Swiss chose not to show mercy.

Another, sharper bite to his shoulder has him hissing, and with a firm slap to his ass Swiss is gone. Sauntering back to his own platform with his usual swagger while Dew's head spins. While his cock throbs against his zipper. The whole event only lasted a handful of seconds, something that certainly shouldn't have him so worked up that he leaks into his tight briefs.

And yet.

Worse still, he stays that way for the rest of the show. Has to sneak adjustments between songs, has to hold his guitar close to his body and give it a little hump every now and then. Just enough to take the edge off. He spends entirely too much time on Swiss' side of the stage, earns questioning looks from Rain and Aeon, but Dew couldn't care less. Not when all he can think about is Swiss getting hands on him for real.

The remaining songs pass in a blur, and Dew cannot take his eyes off of Swiss as they trundle backstage before the encore. His fingers won't stop twitching, every inch of him drenched in sweat and his slight chest heaving. Swiss smiles at him with every tooth in his head, gives him a little finger wave, and Dew can't help himself.

He grips the other ghoul by the ascot and yanks like Swiss is a disobedient dog, drags him bodily behind a pair of equipment cases. Swiss is still grinning when Dew shoves him against them, a sweaty hand wrapped around Swiss' throat.

"You motherfucker," he spits, raspy and tight but muffled by his balaclava. "Why the fuck -"

"Bet I can finish you off before we go back on," Swiss interrupts with a wink, reaching out to rub him through his pants. Dew's eyes go wide at the suggestion, and his stomach does a somersault. "C'mon, lemme make a mess outta you."

Swiss squeezes, and Dew's eyes roll back in his head. It's an insane thought. He knows it is. They have less than two minutes before they have to go back on. It's a ridiculous suggestion. Something he shouldn't even consider.

"Do it," he bites out, rocking against Swiss' palm. "Fuckin' make me."

Swiss snickers, tongue flicking over his teeth, but he listens. Wastes no time in tugging Dew's zipper down and pulling him out, in wrapping talented fingers around his slippery length and thumbing over the tip without hesitation. Dew grunts with it, lets his head thump onto Swiss's shoulder while the other ghoul twists his wrist.

"Oh shit," he huffs, little hips twitching in seconds. "Shit, fuck, don't stop, keep - yeah, like that, like that, oh -"

"Better make it quick," Swiss murmurs, entirely too amused. "Sounds like Papa's almost done."

The reminder really isnt necessary. They both know he's not going to last - he's hot all over already, pulsing and leaking over Swiss' thick fingers. Too worked up too care and too sensitive to fight it.

Swiss rubs at his frenulum, his other hand coming up to rub a nipple through his vest, and Dew chokes as memories of the last time Swiss touched him like that slam through his mind. Memories of countless eyes boring into him, of the shriek of a thousand humans bearing witness to him being groped. He pants into Swiss' throat, loud and labored, and Swiss laughs.

"You're thinkin' about them watching, aren't you?"

Dew gurgles as his hips stutter, the hand on Swiss's throat moving to his chest. An effort to keep himself upright while Swiss invades his mind.

"Wishin' we were still out there, wishin' I could milk it outta you under those bright lights?"

Dew shakes his head, tries to spit words of denial, but all that comes out is a harsh whine. Swiss chuckles again, and his grip changes. Closes around his slick tip and works him hard and fast, just the way he'd mimed on stage earlier. Dew grunts, drools into his balaclava as his knees start to shake. The hand on his chest gives him a nice gripe, and Dew feels his balls draw up.

"Make sure alllll those people saw you cream yourself?"

Swiss gives him one last pull, and Dew groans long and low as he does just that. Pulsing in the tight circle of Swiss' fist, knees wobbling as his cock spills his load over those talented fingers. It dribbles down between them, landing in what little space there is between their boots. Swiss coos in his ear while Dew catches his breath, and as a fresh wave of sweat soaks into his compression shirt Dew shivers.

It's all over just as quickly as it started, their Papa's voice fading back into his consciousness as his orgasmic haze dissipates. He's still teasing the crowd about them being done, about to announce the last three songs, and Dew feels himself flush darker than ever. How long had he lasted? Maybe a minute? He doesn't want to think about it. Instead he steps back, shaking out his arms and tucking himself away while he watches Swiss hold up his messy hand.

"Told ya so," he taunts, wiggling his fingers, and Dew rolls his eyes.

"Shut up," he gripes, zipping up and straightening his vest. The crowd's cheers pick up and Dew bounces on the balls of his feet. "You can be a jackass later, we're up again."

"Hang on," Swiss lilts, pushing himself off the cases and closes the short distance between them. "I still gotta clean up."

Dew raises an eyebrow behind his mask, and before he can do anything else Swiss is pulling down his balaclava.

"Swiss, what -"

Swiss leans in and pecks him on the mouth, and then the other ghoul is stretching it just enough to wipe his sticky fingers off on the inside of it. Right over the drool-soaked portion that they both know will sit right over Dew's mouth. He offers a positively vulpine smile as he tugs the thing back up, and Dew sputters.

"Now we can go," Swiss tells him, grabbing Dew by the elbow and bullying him back towards the others before he can argue. He opens his mouth to try, and all it does is make him taste himself. Fills his nose and mouth with salt and sex, and every bit of it goes right to his spent cock.

"You motherfucker," Dew says again, and Swiss gives his ass another smack.

"Don't be too greedy, firecracker," he murmurs as they move to join the others, "I wanna taste that on you tonight."

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