#dewdrop ghoul smut
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Careful What You Wish For
Sodo/Dewdrop Ghoul x fem!Reader Smut
W/C: 3560
A/N: Never been more mesmerized in my life then when I went to my first ritual... Unashamedly staring at this fucking ghoul all night. Thank you @endhisbloodlineinmyesophagus for reading this first 💕
Content warnings: sodomy (obviously, which ghoul do you think this is?) m!receiving (oral), fingering, P in V sex, shame/embarrassment, voyeurism. Minors DNI.
“Straight through there, sister, you can’t miss it.” You received an unceremonious shove from Sister Adelaide. After catching yourself on the railing you continued down the curving stone stairwell alone. Your footsteps scuffed along the ice cold, ancient grey stone.
It was freezing in the basement of the ministry, and you wished silently that the good Sister had allowed you to dress properly before she dragged you out of your shared bedroom. All you wore was a black night slip, and though it easily reached to your knees, its lace and satin offered no solace from the nipping, stale air. With no relief from the cold, all you prayed for was that you wouldn’t run into anyone down here.
Finally, you reached the base of the stairs. A single black candle glowed from its head-level position on the wall. You squinted at it, considering it an omen, telling you not to go further. You peered out into the distance, feeling lost already. You can’t miss it my ass. You made a mental note to “thank” the Sister later for her astute direction.
Suddenly, the first long corridor was lit instantaneously by a long trail of wall-mounted candelabras. It provided the only light source as you tiptoed along. The soft, yellow light carried you forth to meet a wooden door. You pushed it open with ease and were met with black darker than night.
You stumble blindly forward through a series of black velvet curtains. Once you step through the first one, your heart kicks up in rhythm, the light seemingly sucked out of the hallway behind you and the door falling closed on its hinges with a creak.
You take three more less-than-graceful steps and shove through one final curtain to find yourself in a dark room, lit by dim blue ambient light. It takes a minute for your eyes to adjust, and you take a quick stock of your surroundings: a dark chaise lounge, in what color you couldn’t identify, a dark multi-patterned rug on the floor, and in the corner at an angle facing you, a large armchair. You sucked in a breath quickly. The armchair had an occupant.
Is that…
Your thought was interrupted swiftly as the ghoul in the chair adjusted his posture, spreading his legs in a wide, almost lazy, “v” shape. The only sounds in the room were the distant hymnal voices in practice above ground, and the thrumming beat of your own heart. Your pulse pounded in your ears. You felt your hands become clammy.
You studied the ghoul as your eyes continued to adjust to the dark room. But you were torn: adrenaline begging through your veins for you to flee, and curiosity ever edging your instincts out of the picture.
As if sensing your thoughts, he moved again to stir your attention. His left elbow came to rest on the tuft of the chair, and he tilted his head as he rested it on his pale hand.
His hands.
You didn’t notice how his right hand had been sitting on his covered thigh, but now you couldn’t look away. His thumb was rubbing back and forth slowly, and even in the low light you recognized his tendons and veins as he flexed. You’d know those hands that belong to your favorite ghoul anywhere. His hands were imprinted on your mind like an unholy relic.
“Sodo.” Your voice was hardly audible, a mere breath coasting over your realization.
The fire ghoul said nothing, instead shifting from the disinterested position he was in to a commanding one, sitting straight backed against the chair. Your eyes found themselves watching his right hand again, as he slowly moved it from his thigh to be outstretched. He made a come here motion using two long fingers. Slowly, sensually beckoning you forth.
Your mouth went dry as the dirty thoughts regarding his fingers snaked their way up from your loins to leech into your brain. You obeyed. It wasn’t like you to disobey any member of the clergy. Especially not a member of the clergy who you’ve got it so bad for.
You timidly close the gap between you two. No words are needed in the exchange, but you size him up anyway. Sodo wears his mask, and he is covered from head to toe in his black uniform, the only exception of exposure being his perfect hands.
He pointed to the cushion at his feet and you kneel in submission. A perfectly obedient daughter of the ministry following the clergy.
“Wha -”
Where your question was going, you forgot immediately, as an old television screen turned on to the right of you. You jumped at the sudden addition of light and crackling sound, shrinking back in temporary trepidation.
How strange.
It was a video monitoring of what looked to be the inside of the dark wooden confession box.
Wait. Something’s -
The metal and heavy cloth sounds of the curtain moving made your stomach drop. You watched in horror as you, well, past you, entered the confession booth and sat down.
You heard the unmistakable words of Papa Emeritus IV. “My child, what makes you appear at such an hour? Have you come to confess what plagues your mind and body?”
“I have. It has been one week since my last confession.”
You knew what was coming next.
“Come, my child, speak what unsettles you, let it weigh on your heart no longer.”
Utterly embarrassed, you tilted your head down to hide your shame at the impending admission coming from your past self. But then, you felt a strong, cold hand grip your jaw, forcing your face up to watch in horror, reliving the moment in confession you had after having one too many glasses of wine at dinner.
“Last night I pleasured myself with the sinful thoughts of a brother…”
“Dio miserabile young sister!”
You bit your lip, both in the camera footage and presently. You had forgotten how Papa Emeritus IV had reacted so outwardly to your admission of guilt. After a pause, he spoke again. “Sister?”
“Yes, Papa?”
“Tell me which one of our pious brothers has turned your thoughts in such a devious way.”
“Uh…” You trailed off, your voice in the recording was meek, you sounded so utterly pathetic.
“Sister? I could just guess if that would make it easier for you.”
You winced at how pitiful it was that he had to coax it out of you. You watched, willing your past self to keep her stupid mouth closed, but of course she didn’t.
“It was… brother Dewdrop.”
“I see.”
In the room you thought you heard Dewdrop make a noise deep in the back of his throat, like a groan. Your attention quickly went back to the video, eyes never leaving the screen as made possible by the ghouls grasp on your face. There was a long-lasting pause, one that made your stomach tighten with the knowledge of what you were about to admit in that wooden box.
“Describe it, my child, you’ll feel better once you get it out.”
In the video you sighed deeply before continuing, “In my thoughts he was fingering me, using two, then three fingers inside me to make me come. Then I got down on my knees for him and serviced his cock, taking it in my hands and mouth.”
You stopped breathing. The sound of your blood rushing in the pulse near your ears drowning out the words coming through the screen.
“Continue.” Came the deep, accented voice of the Papa.
“Then I imagined I was in his lap, and he let me use his cock for my own pleasure. I fucked myself on top of him. Forgive me, please forgive me, I beg of you.” The video cut then, leaving you reeling.
Speaking such depraved filth in confession was mortifying enough, but knowing the ghoul you were speaking about heard it too was devastating. You were frozen in place in embarrassment. At least, you would have stayed that way had you not noticed Sodo’s breathing changed.
He had gotten so close to your face while gripping your chin that you could hear his labored breathing. His breaths came in heavy pants from inside his mask, like a predatory animal behind a muzzle.
Part of you wanted to take off his mask, see his devilish eyes, sharp teeth, and his horns for yourself. To let him bite you, mark you, ravage your body with his tongue and teeth. But you knew he’d want to keep it on, and oh how you aimed to please him.
“Sodo?” Your voice was uncharacteristically quiet as you faced him. His grip did not loosen from your chin while allowing you to move, instead his index finger tapped your cheek in what seemed to be contemplation. What did he want to do with you now? Especially after seeing such a horrific display of lust on your part. You had sounded so desperate, so pitiful in confession. But if he gave you the chance, you’d show him how truly desperate you could be.
He released your jaw from his hard grasp, placing his hands on each of his tightly clothed thighs. You exhaled soundlessly through your parted lips as he cocked his head to the left side. He sat there silently waiting.
Your voice came out timid at first, “It’s true, all of it. Every second of that tape is the truth.” You then cocked your head to the right, mirroring him while still from your position sitting on the floor. You gained more confidence as you continued, “Though I’m guessing you know that. And you knew I’d come here.” Does that mean that he too - that he could possibly -
Your eyes widened as he tilted his head down towards his lap, then back up to you. Asking you to, what, sit on his lap?
Fuck waiting to decipher what he meant, you read deeply enough into his vague expression, and you would do anything to get what you wanted. You stood up quickly, his masked head snapping up to follow you intently. However, before you could crawl into his lap, he reached forward and grabbed your hips, spinning you in a half circle so your ass was facing him. He pulled you back to sit down.
You didn’t have time to react, let alone think before he hooked his ankles around the inside of yours, catching your legs with his respectively. Then, he spread your legs wide, earning a sharp inhale of surprise from you as the slip you wore parted salaciously.
He put his fingers over your mouth and you licked them without thinking. You could swear he made a low, dark sound from behind you. Then he took those fingers and dragged them down the front of your body, tracing down your black garb in identical fashion to his movements during a ritual. He paused right at the hem of your night dress, as it had ridden up. His middle finger hooked under it and pulled it upward, exposing your most upper thighs and your lace black panties.
As his hand moved to cup you through your panties, you shifted your hips back to be more comfortable. You felt his hardness against your rear and felt yourself involuntarily clench around nothing. Fuck.
You couldn’t help but grind your ass back against him, feeling his hardening cock against you was something you thought you would only ever get to dream of. You just hoped he was enjoying your body as much as you were enjoying his.
He hooked a finger in your panties, pulling and then snapping them back to get your full attention back on what he was doing to you. You gasped at the momentary sharp sting. Satisfied by startling you, he traced the seam of your underwear once more, before dipping a callused finger inside and brushing along your slit.
You watched him pull his finger away, coated in your arousal, before going back to your heat and ripping your panties off of you, tossing them to the floor. He put his index and middle finger together and repeated the action of touching you. Sodo dragged his rough fingers through your folds and up to your clit. A whine escaped your lips, and his left hand grabbed your chest and pulled you back so you were resting completely against him. It led you to feel his arousal even better under your ass, and you swirl your hips twice to help spur him on.
Without warning, his two fingers plunged into your heat all the way to the third knuckle. You opened your mouth and nothing came out, only silence as you felt his fingers deep within your aching center. His thumb pressed down on your clit, providing the perfect addition of pressure.
His fingers felt as good as you dreamed they would be, so long, and hitting all the places inside you that were drawing you close to the edge already. He worked you in a steady rhythmic pattern, drawing his fingers in and out of you while circling your clit with his thumb. Just from this you knew your own fingers wouldn’t be enough to satisfy you again.
His left hand moved to your breast, cupping and then pressing his thumb to your already hardened nipple. You knew it was a combination of both the chill from the room and the heat of the moment that caused your nipples to ache against the fabric of your night dress. Sodo used his thumb to circle your nipple through your slip, a mirrored action to his right thumb on your most sensitive bundle of nerves between your legs. Fuck.
Suddenly, you had a feeling of being watched. If there is a camera in the confession box then… maybe… You couldn’t finish the thought, if anything, it spurred you on further. Your head lolled back, resting on the ghouls' hard shoulder as you felt yourself reaching the peak. You had never come so fast before, and you tried to fight it off, but his fingers were like magic on you. He had changed his movements so that his long fingers curled perfectly within you. Each curl of his fingers had your breath hitching and your legs starting to shake. Sodo was a drug you didn’t know you needed and yet could never get enough of.
All the tension that had been building snapped and you came with a broken moan. His fingers never ceased their ministrations, only slowing to help you come down from your high. Soon you were squirming in his lap, the pressure of his calloused thumb on your clit almost painful now.
Your breath came in heavy shudders, your head still resting on his shoulder, “May I?” You circled your hips against his hardness again to punctuate the question. He made a low sound, moving his legs so they no longer held yours apart. You scooted down to the floor quickly, kneeling on the cushion before the ghoul. He wasted no time pulling his cock out for his black pants, stroking it roughly with his right hand twice before looking at you in expectation.
Your hands dragged up each of his thighs as you shifted forward. You made a silent vow as you rose up on your knees and lowered your mouth to taste him. If this is the penance that I will pay after confessing my lust, then I’ll be on my knees confessing every night.
You started at the hot tip, swirling your tongue around twice before placing your lips around him and sucking. It wasn’t enough, not for you, and certainly not for him. You grabbed him in your right hand and licked, your tongue wide and flat against the base of his shaft, all the way back up to the tip again before devouring him. Your mouth salivated profusely as you dipped your head down over and over and over again, massaging with your tongue and sucking expertly.
If your cunt wasn’t already wet from fucking his fingers, it would have been soaked just from this. Him allowing you to touch him, to pleasure him, was your salvation. You couldn’t get enough, high off his reactions to you as you changed pace. The way his breath shuddered, the sounds of his nails scratching on the armrests of the chair, it was all incentive for you to keep going and please him better than you had anyone before.
You dipped your head down again, going as deep as you could to take him all the way back in your throat. You breathed through your nose, ignoring your gag reflex, wanting only to pleasure Sodo.
You felt his bony fingers slide through your hair and you kept up your movements until he made a fist and yanked hard. Your lips fell from his cock with a soft pop. As your face moved back a strand of saliva connected your mouth to his erection. You looked up at his expressionless mask again.
His silence filled the room. And as he patted his thigh in indication for you to get on top of him, it felt like all of the air had been sucked from your chest. You trembled in your kneeling position on the floor, heart fluttering, and rose, not wanting to vex him by wasting precious time.
You climbed up into his lap like an obedient little pet. The aching within you came to a crescendo as you straddled him, holding onto his shoulders as you centered yourself. You looked into the eyes of the mask, seeing the empty void where his eyes would be. He nodded at you, giving you permission to do exactly as you fantasized about.
You gripped his cock, still wet with your saliva, and lined him up with your center. You dragged the tip of him through your sensitive folds, wanting to draw the moment out just a little more, before sinking down. Only the tip of his thick cock was inside you and already you felt yourself shivering. You steadied yourself again, grabbing his shoulders as you lowered yourself down agonizingly slow. Taking him for this first time had your cunt burning from the stretch to fit him inside you.
His cock was long and thick, but you were determined. Inch after inch you sunk down, and once you finally bottomed out, you didn’t miss how his nails scratched the arms of the chair. His head rolled back slightly, and just that provided the evidence that you needed to know he was relishing this moment too. You wondered how it felt for him, imagining that the ghoul was trying not to come just from the feeling of being inside your tight, wet, pussy.
You rose up on your knees, leaving just the head of his cock inside you before pushing back down in a full thrust. Repeating the motion had you lightheaded already, and you could feel the ridges and veins of his throbbing dick rubbing up against your g-spot with every move. One thing was absolutely certain, you were not going to last like this.
Up and down, up and down, you bucked your hips rhythmically to do exactly what you wanted and fucked yourself on him. You were certain that you held your breath each time you impaled yourself on him, believing that his cock would punch the air from your very lungs if not. The pressure was building again, this time deeper within your core. All the tension was pulling, pulling so tight. Fuck. You wanted to last longer but it was impossible. The feeling of him inside you made that impossible. You gasped, “I’m - I’m going to - Ah!”
A primal sound tore its way out of your throat as you reached your climax. Dewdrops hands grasped possessively at your hips, forcing you to continue to fuck yourself on him through your orgasm. His hands kept you moving steadily on his cock and had you feeling completely overstimulated in seconds. You cried out a series of unintelligible words, the feeling so foreign to you but familiar at the same time. After several more deep, hard thrusts, his cock twitched inside you and you knew he would come soon too. The thought of him coming inside you became your undoing. You came again, screaming his name in praise and adoration and he pulled you down hard one final time before he jerked inside you and you felt his hot load coat your walls. Your pussy still spasmed from your own orgasm, milking him dry.
The two of you sat in silence while you caught your breath. You slid off his lap, wincing slightly as you felt his cock leave your cunt. You stooped to the floor, picking up your torn panties and then fixing your night dress. Straightening up you noticed he had zipped his pants back up and was sprawled lazily in the chair again. His chest rose and fell rhythmically. Is he sleeping?
Before you left the room, a red light amongst the blue caught your eye and confirmed your suspicion from earlier. You were being watched again, just as you had in the confession. You averted your eyes away quickly, not wanting whoever was on the other end to know you had discovered them. Hoping that by doing so, you could have another encounter with Sodo soon if he so wished.
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... hope that ticked your taints *with love and adoration* (～￣▽￣)～
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Where Jealousy Thrives, Morals Die
Dewdrop x Reader Smut
Summary: Mates are an important thing. Special to one, if not openly shared with another. Especially a ghoul's mate. Keeping them to yourself may cause some.. problems.
Warnings: established relationship, fighting (not with the reader), fingering, p in v, Dewdrop's a bit rough at times, praise kink, possession kink, slight overstimulation, mentions of mutual pinning
GIF NOT MINE!!
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It was mid-day, the sun at the highest point in the sky, though you only could tell by the numbers on your clock. You had finished your duties, quickly finalizing your sentence that you wrote for Sister Mary-Anne, the woman that ran errands for the ministry and supplied you all with food, drinks and various things that allowed you comfortable living.
You set the half-finished letter aside and stood up, your habit falling to your ankles fast before you started moving towards the door, opening it with an eager stomach and an eager mind before stepping through the doorway.
From all directions of the hallway, you heard voices, few moving to the dining area and others simply walking around and greeting friends that have the same lack of appetite around this time.
Usually Dewdrop greeted you near your office, but from the loud, dramatic sighs that you started hearing from the music wing, you figured they had been in a long practice session, one that was tough on them - more tough than they deserved.
You stopped near the turn and looked down to see the ghouls in a clump, the ghoulettes waving to you with the friendliest of smiles. Aether, rain and Mountain all sent you toothy grins as they neared the end of their hall and Swiss only looked at you.
Focusing in on Dewdrop, his face was glowing, balaclava pulled down so you could see his sharp teeth glinting in the light of the hallway. His jacket was on neatly, showing that either he didn't take it off or Mountain helped him put it on after the morning practice.
"Hey beautiful," Sodo greeted, holding your waist as he set a kiss on your forehead. You smiled, closing your eyes as his lips, warm and rough, pressed your skin. You felt your blood warm from that point, spreading all throughout your face with a flush.
Swiss made a gagging noise, "You two are disgusting."
Dewdrop's head whipped around, his lip lifted in a snarl. You felt the air thicken, like you were breathing in a heavy fog. The fingers on your waist sunk into the plush skin harder, pinching you a little bit. It made you want to squirm in his arms but you stayed as still as you could.
"She's my mate, get over it already," the fire ghoul growled out. What did "get over it" mean?
Swiss stepped forward, looking into your eyes in a way that you could feel in your bones without even having to see the way they sharpened under his lenses.
"I thought you didn't wanna talk about your insecurities in front of her - it sure seems like you're bringing up a heavy topic," the multi-ghoul sneered, lips curling into a cruel smirk.
Dew left you, the heat around you increased in temperature, making you pull at your collar, backing away. The group of bandmates behind them had stopped. They know something that you don't. The guilt in the way Cirrus bit her lip and the way Mountain's own lips seemed to purse like he knew what was next. They all knew.
"You have a big mouth, buddy, compensating for something?" Dewdrop spit back with venom coating his words.
Swiss laughed, "I'd have her screaming about the similarities. I don't think I've ever heard her make much of a noise though - what's up with that Dewy boy? Doesn't seem like your mate truly gets what she deserves."
Swiss' cocked head and smug smile all lead up to this point.
Dewdrop reached up, grabbing the taller ghoul by his throat and slamming him into the stone wall. You gasped, stepping even further back as Sodo layed a hit to Swiss' face.
"Dewdrop!" you yelled, snatching the back of his coat in a burst of courage that was soon replaced by panic.
The fire ghoul turned faster than you'd ever seen, claws out to their fullest, grasping around your arm. His human glamour had faded, revealing your ghoul with his face a charcoal dark and his eyes a blaring yellow, his real horns pushing the mask off of his head.
You never had been scared of him before. But with the look on his face, ghoulish features revealed to whoever was in the hallway with you, you felt your heart push it's way to your throat in fear.
Sodo gave no warning of his next motion, only pulling you with him along the ride. You took a sharp breath before following him without hesitation in your steps. You loved Sodo, he wouldn't hurt you or lay a finger on you if you objected to his touches. And through your adrenaline stricken mind, you managed to see that this was still him, still your caring lover.
But he pulled you along with him like he was your enemy, harsh tugs when you couldn't keep up fast enough. He even stopped to a still, arm curling it's way around your waist and keeping you close to him while he walked.
You felt a warmth spread through your body at the way he kept you against him like someone threatened to pull you away, take you from him at any moment.
His horns had grown taller since you'd last seen, knocking against the lining of a doorway that twisted into the ghoul's hallway. It was one you could identify easily, one that you saw pretty often. Most of your nights were spent in the soft glow of Dewdrop's room with it's lights and heavy scents.
But that's not where you were going. When you were being guided further than the first door on the right, you were almost sure his angry haze had fogged his mind.
You sucked in a breath though as he slipped keys out of his pocket, stopping in front of a door. You'd never been in this one, but the name carved into the door professionally made your eyes widen with realization.
Swiss Army Ghoul.
"Dew-"
The fire ghoul pushed his lips to your ear, shushing any questions you had brewing in your mind.
The room wasn't entirely what you expected Swiss' to look like, decorated in various instrument charts along with bursts of satanic red in metal posters. His bed was a vibrant purple with small cross-hatches of black and above his bed was a shelf that held very few books on it. Hanging from that shelf on a hook, a little sign that had a knife carved into the wood. He had music sheets scattered across a small desk and pens, open and closed, pushed back out of the way of the sheets.
His personal guitar stood in the corner next to a shelf filled with objects like cleaner, polisher, picks and more picks. A tambourine sat on one of the shelves, a knick in it from wear.
"What are we doing here," you whispered, turning around to your boyfriend like you would alert Swiss if you spoke too loud. If anything, he would have already known, but there was something scratching at the back of your throat to tell you to be quiet.
Dewdrop closed in, taking your face in his hands and watching you with close inspection. His eyes softened when looking you all over. He looked at you with so much love, so much care.
"Do you trust me?"
You squinted your eyes at that question. Do you trust him? You trust him with your whole soul, with your whole heart and whole mind. Where was he getting at?
"Dewdrop, I trust you, of course I do. Why?" you spoke, trying to soften up on him, give him soothing words that could rub his temples for him. But that wasn't why he asked.
He exhaled, leaning forward till his nose was almost touching yours, "Because in a moment, I'm going to bend you over that asshole's bed and fuck the ever-living shit out of you. And I need you to be okay with that."
You felt a lightbulb flick on in the pit of your stomach, your core kindling a lustful fire between your legs. You felt his words grab you by the hair and by god you wanted those words to consume you.
"Yes- Yes please," you spoke back, the whisper still hitched in your voice, playing at your vocal cords.
Dewdrop's hand slipped into your hair, holding the back of your head up as he kissed you with lips coated in sappy passion. You felt like you could suffocate in the power of his mouth, drowned out by the forceful push of it.
They were warm against your own, his lips laying open-mouth kisses on your own two, other hand slipping surely down to your hip, resting a heaviness onto it as he pushed you back against the edge of Swiss' bed. And the air suddenly got heavier again and your heart started to race in something between excitement and guilt. This was Swiss' room. It was already enough that you were making out on his bed at this point.
Dewdrop pulled away from you, taking a whiff of the air before snarling, "It smells too much like him in here," he turned back to you, smirking with mischief, "We'll change that though, right sweet girl?"
You nodded, hands grabbing at his jacket to bring him into a desperate kiss and he complied, pressing his lips against yours with a deep-sated desire. Your fingers tightened against his clothes, keeping him against you as you were laid down on the covers of another man's bed, still being touched by the one you were undeniably loyal to.
The multi-ghoul wasn't stupid, he would know, but he wouldn't dare come near the same hallway Dew was is for the time being, especially when the fire ghoul was this set off and angry. Everyone knew that was a bad idea.
Dew's hands slipped around to the back of your habit, hand grasping at a zipper and pulling it down your back till he felt the clothing noticeably loosen on your figure underneath him. His hands moved to your shoulders, slipping under the fabric on your shoulders and pushing it away.
It pooled to your wrists, but his hands were adroit in removing the habit, pushing it down and pulling back from where his lips locked onto yours. He stripped your body of the holy outfit, leaving it in an easy pile at the side of the bed - quicker for when he was done defiling Swiss' room.
He removed your underclothing in mere seconds, done with seeing you clothed in the slightest only to be left with the sight of your body sprawled out over Swiss' king-sized bed, panties leaving nothing to the imagination and your bra already discarded into the mess of clothes.
And he was still dressed, something you wished to change, but seeing the way he gazed at you with so much hunger, you had a feeling not much would go your way in that field of desire.
Sodo shed his jacket, nearing you with an aura of dominance. His hands reached out to touch over you, hands running down your sides, planting at your hips and pulling your lower-half into him. His bulge pressed against your clothed wetness, forcing your breath to shallow.
"He's gonna be so jealous," Dewdrop said in a sultry voice, grinding his hips against yours, "when he smells you all over his bed. But you're not his. You're mine."
You closed your eyes momentarily at the feeling of the friction he was causing between you two, opening them back up to see his face. He already looked so satisfied with the way you were pressed up against him.
"You like that baby? You like the feeling of my cock rubbing up against your pussy? Yeah, that's a good girl," Dewdrop praised, kissing you on the cheek, a low growl escaping the ghoul.
You held his throat with a featherlight grip, getting his attention nevertheless, "More, please."
His eyes studied your face, pulling back to watch you with a glazed over look.
"Tell me what you want? I'll give you anything you desire."
You felt your cheeks heat with a shyness of hearing your own self beg. So, you instead grabbed his hand with the one once holding his throat and guided it to your mound, applying pressure to your covered clit with his middle finger.
When your hand let his to hold his wrist, the pressure never dulled, making you squirm with a desperate whimper.
"Sodo-" you begged, trying to squirm away from the pressure that had now felt intense against you. He only smiled at your words.
"I told you to tell me."
You sighed, clamping your thighs around his hand like it would stop anything. And it didn't. He only pressed harder.
"Finger me- please! Please Dew-"
He shoved your thighs apart, releasing his finger and pulling your panties off, his claws leaving tiny scratches along your legs through the action.
You saw him take a deep breath, and with it his claws retracted on his dominant hand. You blushed, feeling shy at what was to come.
Your fire ghoul resumed with his middle finger, this time sliding it through your folds, "Lucifer, you're so wet. Fuck-"
Dewdrop teased your hole, coating the tip of his finger in your juices before bringing it to his lips, wrapping them around the tip of his finger. He watched you, spreading the substance over his tongue and smiling as he pulled it out of his mouth only to push it into you.
You felt your stomach clench, between his oral show and the feeling of him settling his finger knuckle deep inside of you, you felt heat spread throughout your body once again. Pulling back his finger, he thrusted it inside of you.
You moaned, tilting your head back against the sheets. As much as you wanted to watch his fingers work their way inside of you, he felt too good to stay still.
Dewdrop changed his stance, his one hand pushing you further back onto the bed, ghoul growling at the way Swiss' scent seemed to rub off on you. But it could never be strong enough to combat Sodo's.
Without warning, another digit was slipped inside of your soaked hole, pulling a whine from your mouth.
Dewdrop looked at his hand, glancing back up to you, "You're dripping onto Swiss' bed, naughty girl. How do you think he's gonna feel when he finds out?"
You whimpered, grinding down against Dewdrop's two fingers, them curling up into you.
"He's wanted you for ages. But you have always been mine. And I told him that the moment I saw you. You were bound to be mine."
With that, he thrusted his fingers into you again, pressing his palm forward to catch your clit. You moaned, clawing at the sheets.
He looked absolutely stunning, over you with his hair flowing down around his face, a wild look in his eyes. His face imprinted itself into your head everytime he touched you. And you don't think you could forget him now. Not when his hair barely tickled your shoulders when he hunched over to get close to you, tongue swiping at his lips when he liked something you said or did.
"It's always been you," you said in a breathy tone, "I have always wanted you."
You saw the cogs inside his head start to turn, through his eyes, watching him process everything you had told him. He then smiled, laughing deeply with his teeth glinting with victory.
He let no sign of his next course of action except for the way his arm tightened for a second. Dewdrop created a steady rhythm with his hand, finger-fucking at a fast pace you.
His fingers curled with every thrust and he pushed and pulled, tugging breaths and sounds from you.
Pink dusted your skin, the noises coming from where his fingers pushed inside of you making you flustered. They sounded so lewd, expressing your body's reaction to your partner. You weren't the only one that heard it though.
Dewdrop smirked, kissing you on your chin, "Fuck, you're so wet for me sweet girl, you love when my fingers fuck you, huh?"
You clenched around his digits with and cried out. You felt a twisting in your stomach, a heat going up your spine, "Close."
His fingers stopped their motions, grinding his palm against your clit slowly, "What was that?"
"I'm close, please, please I need to cum!"
"Then go on girl," he growled, "Cum on my hand, soak it."
You felt his fingers thrust into you a few time, deep grinds accompanied by the rubbing of his hand. You yelped his name, walls locking his fingers in place.
"There you go, good little thing," he cooed.
You sighed, coming down from your high only to feel the sudden panic rush through you. Dew was still moving his hand against your clit, your body not prepared as you shook with overstimulation.
"Dew- Dew! S- Stop!" you begged, pulling his arm away. He complied, faking a pout when you looked up at him, "Don't- Don't give me that."
He lifted his lips into a cute smile, "Oh, I'm sorry sweetheart."
You hummed, watching as he adjusted his pants, pulling down the zipper and snaking his boxers down. He wasn't looking to get undressed, but the thought of leaving wet patches on his clothes turned your annoyance into arousal.
Dewdrop took his length into his hand, gripping it at the base, giving a solid pump before averting his eyes back up to you.
"You ready baby?" Sodo asked, tilting his head.
You nodded.
The fire ghoul scoffed at your reaction to his question. Letting go of his length, he snagged your body, holding you by the hips before pushing you over. He pulled you back harshly, positioning you head down, ass up.
Leaning over you, he got near your ear with gritted teeth, "I said, are you ready?"
"Yes- please Dewy- yes.."
"That's what I like to hear," he snarled, lifting one leg up onto Swiss' bed and slipping the tip of his member between your wet folds.
You twitched at the sensitivity of your clit, but when he pushed himself inside of you, it didn't matter.
The ridges of his cock slid against your walls deliciously, a shaky breath creeping it's way out of your lungs. He was lengthy, reaching deep inside of you, like he was making his way up to your throat the deeper he pushed.
"Holy fuck, you feel so good Dew!" you whined, letting your face shove it's way into the soft sheets.
Dewdrop bottom out in you, coming to a halt. You figured he was letting you adjust, allowing your walls to take his size. But after the pause got unbearable, you wiggled your lower-half. Dewdrop laid a smack down onto your ass cheek, pulling your hips flush to his.
You whined in annoyance, "Ca- Can you move please?"
Your ghoul growled, "Did you forget who's fucking you? You might be in another man's bed, but that doesn't mean you get to be lazy. Head to the side, I wanna hear you taking my cock."
You shifted, your cheek pressed into the blanket in a way that toed the line of being uncomfortable. You tried to catch a glimpse of your lover, but it was too far of a stretch to turn, so you opted for lifting your head up with the help of your planted elbows.
And in reward to your generous action, Dewdrop hummed, pulling his hips back and thrusting into you.
Pleasure spread through your body, shooting tingles through your core and breasts, hands holding onto the sheets on Swiss' bed desperately.
"There you go sweet girl, I could take you on any surface in the ministry and you'd always look like a princess," Sodo purred, speeding up his hips, removing your breath from your lungs.
"And you could take me- anywhere and you'd still fuck me like a war-hardened knight," you teased back, stuttering on some words.
He huffed out a quick laugh, "Is that a challenge?"
"I never said it was- nnhh- Dewdrop!"
The fire ghoul shoved your body into the bed, most of it laying flat except for your ass which was raised in his grip, and you felt the impact of him slamming his heavy cock into you.
Your eyes rolled into the back of your head briefly, barely able to close your mouth as your body dripped with honeyed pleasure. You wondered who was making the exasperated moans, till you faded back in to them being your own.
"This war-hardened enough for you?"
You sucked in a breath, not being able to take his railing in a coherent mindset. Everything you thought, everything you wanted to say, it was always forgotten by the next delicious thrust Dewdrop gave.
"Fuck- yes yes yes! Holy fuck-"
You felt it, the impending stroke of heat. You were gonna cum, the way he was fucking you enough of a stimulus. You'd never-
The next moment was like hitting a brick wall full force.
His hips shifted for a second, and the next time you felt him, slipping through your walls hungering for sexual release, he hit a spongey spot you swore you forgot existed.
But he never did.
You only were able to take three thrusts before you clenched tightly around him. You could've sworn it hurt, the way you were clamped around him so hard, stilling every movement he tried to make. Though you heard a grunt from behind you that made you think differently.
Sodo grinded his hips against yours till you felt his seed spill into you, warmth in the pit of your stomach releasing butterflies loose through your bloodstream.
He hunched over you, resting his head carefully against your back, pressing delicate kisses to the skin. His sharp incisors nipped briefly every other delicate touch to your skin. His cock still seemed to throb inside of you, plugging you with his release.
"I think I could go for a round two," he said in a raspy voice, "But we need to go back to my room - it still stinks of him in here."
You hummed, scooting up on the bad as Sodo pulled out of you slowly, trying so desperately not to hurt you. You realized then why he had you on the bed rather than hanging off it when he was railing you.
His spend mixed with yours dripped out of you slowly, leaving tickles across your skin, feeling some of it drip onto Swiss' bed. That was bound to be an awkward conversation one day, and you were already nervous to have it.
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Blushin’
Dewdrop/Sodo x Fem!Reader
Warnings: NSFW (18+ ONLY), blood (only a little), vaginal fingering, handjob, Sodo being a whore on stage
Notes: this took so long and I’m so sorry. Work has been crazy and it’s currently midterm week for me at school. Also I wasn’t sure what to call him (Sodo or Dewdrop) bc obviously the fandom has different views on it. So I just called him Dewdrop but if it really bugs people I can change it. Also this is my first time writing something spicy/smutty so pls be gentle on me I beg. Enjoy!
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You were standing on the sideline of the stage, watching Papa and the ghouls put on the ritual for the fans. You were a sister of sin and somehow found yourself helping with production on tour. You were a bit surprised when Sister Imperator had asked you to join Papa and the ghouls on tour since you had often helped with events around the abbey, nonetheless you immediately accepted. The chance to get to know the ghouls excited you. You had only seen them during mass or when Papa played rituals at the abbey.
You had liked the fire ghoul since you had met him after quite physically bumping into him and you falling on your ass. He was angry. Stomping and mumbling something about Aether when you happened to have been too busy walking with your nose stuck in notes for the ritual of the night. You had suddenly felt a force and before you could let out a squeak, you had found yourself on the floor. You looked up with a glare before you got on your knees and grabbed the papers that had fallen out of your hands, “Watch it, Stompy.”
Your eyes had widened, almost not believing the words that had left your mouth. The ghoul had scoffed as he looked down at you, “Maybe you should watch it,” A smirk quickly appeared on his face, “You look good on your knees, Sister.” his smirk only grew when he saw you turn red.
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That turned into the ghoul making you blush by teasing you at every moment he could and he loved it. He loved how flustered you got. You wouldn’t dare tell anyone but you enjoyed the moments between the two of you. Unfortunately for you, the ghoulettes figured it out within the first week of the tour while Swiss was upset because they knew something he didn’t and bugged them until the secret was told. The girls tried to get you to talk to him and have an actual conversation but you claimed to be too busy. Swiss makes it blatantly obvious by just staring back and forth at you and Dew or forcing conversation between the two of you.
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Then before the show today, you had been been stressing to the technicians about the lighting and timing before the group was to go on stage. Papa spoke up, “Sister Y/N, please understand I mean with the utmost respect,” you had turned to him confused and slightly concerned, “but, you need to get laid.”
The ghouls snickered as you stood there shocked, “Copia!”
He put his hands up in defense and mumbled something about it showing. Swiss went to open his mouth and he swears it’s like you have a sixth sense of when he’s going to say something stupid. You had pointed your finger at him without looking, “Now isn’t the time, Swiss.”
That caught the ears of the fire ghoul. As he stood there stoically, his eyes behind the mask glaring at the tall ghoul and you. His mind runs through thoughts of you and Swiss, involuntary letting out a low growl.
Dew tried to hide the small jolt he made when Papa put his hand on his shoulder, almost sensing something was going to happen.
Checking the time, you shoo the group out on stage wishing them luck. Before leaving, Dew’s hand brushes against yours causing you to look down at them. You look back up to see him staring at you already, silence engulfing the two of you for a few moments. “No good luck kiss?”
You let out a small laugh, your cheeks turning pink yet again. Suddenly, you feel his warm hand against your cheek as he tilts your head up. You feel your face get hotter, not just from the fire ghoul but embarrassment. It had been some time since someone was this close and intimate with you.
Dew held back a groan as he felt his pants tighten at the sight of you staring up at him with your doe eyes.
You swallow your nerves before speaking up quietly, “You should really join the others out there.”
Swiss rounds the corner, “hey (Y/N), have you seen my-..” his eyes widened at the sight, “oh satan, I’m sorry.”
Dewdrop immediately dropped his hand when he heard the multi ghoul’s voice. He lets out another low growl, annoyed about the interruption. You pointed at the tambourine on the couch and watched as Swiss ran and grabbed before he squeaked out a ‘thanks’ as he rushed out of the room. Before you had a chance to say something or even look at Dew, you saw him following Swiss out onto the stage.
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They were playing Year Zero and you couldn’t help but stare at Dew. Hell, you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. You watched him saunter over to Rain but not before stealing a glance at you. Knowing he had your attention, he places his hand on Rain’s chest before sliding his hand up to the water ghoul’s throat. Maintaining eye contact with you, Sodo grips the ghoul's throat. Without realizing, you suddenly feel yourself clench your thighs together. You begin to feel breathless like you had just run a marathon but instead you had just watched possibly the hottest thing you’ve seen.
Throughout the rest of the song, Dew continues to make eye contact with you while making innuendos with his guitar. The ghoul was extremely thankful for his guitar hiding the bulge in his pants because he would never hear the end of it from Aether. He could smell your arousal. This was dangerous. The ghoul decided to stay away from your side of the stage before he got too carried away. When it was time to play Mummy Dust, Dewdrop was preparing for when the confetti shot out. He can’t help but glance your way again before he runs his hand against his mouth and slowly drags it down his chest to the best of the song before he begins the motion of jerking off in front of the crowd.
With a racing heart, you didn't notice you were biting your lip so hard until you tasted the metallic. Bringing a finger to your lip, you touch it gently and wince at the pain. You pull back to see blood on your finger.
The smell of metallic reaches the nose of the fire ghoul and he stops for a second. He physically moans at the sight of you with a bloody lip. You could feel his eyes on you again but decide not to look up before you turn around to go clean up your lip. Also to get a hold of yourself but you didn’t want to admit it. The ghoul begs Satan that these last two songs would go by quickly as his cock was beginning to ache in his pants.
When you had reached the bathroom, you looked at yourself in the mirror and groaned. You looked like a horny virgin. Rosy cheeks and a glow, pupils dilated, and now a bloody lip. Your skin felt so hot. Ignoring the ache in your core, you bend down to the sink and splash water onto your face to calm and cool you down.
Suddenly you feel a hand cover your mouth, your eyes widen as a muffled scream attempts to leave your mouth. The person pushes themselves into you causing you to squirm. Your eyes move up and you see the mask of the fire ghoul staring back at you. What you expected to be a sigh of relief came out as a moan. It slipped from your mouth as you felt his bulge against you. You hear the ghoul let out a chuckle and you turn even more red from embarrassment.
You rip his hand off your mouth and turn around to face him. You immediately slap his chest, “you scared the shit out of me,” You began to whisper yell, “wait-how did you even get in here I locked the door-…”
He pulls you in by your waist and kisses you hungrily. You wince at the pressure on your lip but ignore it and kiss him back harder. After a few seconds, you both slightly pull away breathless. “I picked the lock, duh,” Dew mumbles against your lips. You can’t help but let out a small laugh.
Smiling, you look up at him and notice his lips, “You got a little blood…” you trail off before you wipe it away with your thumb. He hasn’t stopped staring at your lips and quite frankly, you found it a bit concerning, “Dew?”
In a spur, he pulls your bottom lip with his teeth and begins to suck the blood out of your lip bite. He groans at the metallic taste and can’t help but begin to rut against you. You hear the sound of his zipper and it snaps you out of your euphoric daze.
You pull away, whining against his lips, “please touch me. Please.”
“I thought you’d never ask.” He hurriedly unzips your pants and brushes his fingers past your panties and against your core. You let out a gasp and the ghoul immediately puts his mouth back on yours. Inserting a finger in you, you grab his hand that was leaving against the sink. You guide it to your throat. He gives you an unsure look before you nod.
“Aren’t you naughty, Sister.” You attempt to nod again but Dew squeezes your throat. You whimper. “Did you like that? That little show I did with Rain? It was just for you.”
You slide your hand down to his trousers and pull his leaking cock out. He grits teeth at you causing his fangs to show. “Of course you liked it, I smelt your arousal the whole time.” He adds another finger in you and removes his hand from your throat and replaces it with his mouth. “It was so hard not to bring you out onto that stage and fuck you in front of everyone. To mark, to have you scream my name.”
You feel yourself tighten at the words that leave his mouth which causes him to groan against your neck. You feel his thumb brush against your clit and you begin to feel your orgasm approaching. You beg him for more.
Pleas and the ghoul’s name were the only thing leaving your mouth like it was a prayer before your death. Dew bites down onto your neck. “Come on, pretty girl,” you grip his biceps as ecstasy fades over you, a drawn out moan leaving your mouth.
You lean into him, exhaustion hitting you. After a minute you catch your breath, you catch sight of his aching member. It was begging to be touched. You look up at him with doe eyes.
Slowly you run your hand down his chest just as he did on stage. You run your thumb over his tip, “Oh, Satan,” he groans into your neck. With his hands on either side of you, you lean up and kiss the exposed skin of his neck. He watches you lick your hand as he did as you wrap you hand around his cock. You slowly begin to pump and the ghoul becomes a moaning mess. Feeling him rut into your hand causes you to speed up. “I’m close-“ he tries to warn but you abruptly stop and fall to your knees. Not even trying to conceal it at this point, he lets out a loud, breathy moan at the sight of you on your knees. This was something he has been dreaming about for weeks. You stare up at him as you place gentle kisses on his cock before you take him into your mouth. You try not to gag as you can’t fit him entirely. The feeling of your warm mouth was too much for him. You barely get the chance to suck him off before he releases into your mouth as swears and grunts leave his mouth. You moan just at the sight of him and you swear you could cum again.
Sunshine’s gentle voice comes through the door, “I’m really sorry to interrupt but I really need to use the bathroom.”
“Fuck off!”
“Dew! Don’t talk to Sunshine like that.” He looks down at you and mumbles a ‘sorry’ to you before yelling an apology to the ghoulette.
Still enjoying your embrace, he places a gentle kiss on your forehead. The action brings a smile to your face and again a light blush brightens your face. The ghoul pulls away slowly as a smirk forms on his face, “I knew you’d look good on your knees.”
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Dew likes to share...sometimes
Dew x fem!reader x Phantom
Dew and reader are in an established relationship, he invites Phantom to join in on some fun
Warnings: threesome M/M/F, PIV sex, cockwarming, hickeys, voyeurism, mentions of (bondage, pegging, somnophilia), choking, praise kink, oral sex (male recieving), cum eating, degradation, nipple play, slight breeding kink, slight slight orgasm denial
Word Count: 2,613 words
After being in such an intense relationship with Dew, pretty much nothing surprises you anymore. Dew definitely isn't shy either, he is always ready for just about anything. Tying you up, choking you (or being choked), getting pegged, engaging in slight somnophilia, he's game for just about anything you two can conjure up.
One of his favorites things to do is show you off, have you dress all pretty then walk around with you on his arm, leave pretty bruises on your neck then ask you to wear a flattering low-cut shirt, and he especially likes to grab you in front of his pack. His hands are constantly grabbing you when he's with the other ghouls, one hand resting on your ass and giving it light squeezes whenever he pleases, him standing behind you and pressing his hips into your ass, he really likes when he can reach one arm around you and get a hold of one of your tits, doing all of these while continuing his conversations like normal.
While Dew likes to give the other ghouls a spectacle to look at, he's been a bit nervous to physically share you with the others. He doesn't fret much about the topic, the only thing that worries him is if you will physically be able to take multiple ghouls at once.
"You think you can take me and one of the other ghouls? You're so good at taking me, wanna share you with the pack. Think we can do that soon?" Dew says as he combs his fingers through your hair, the two of you just finishing up another round of pretty intense sex. This conversation does not come as a surprise to you either, he's been open about wanting to share you with the pack, but he's never asked to actually play it out. With a smile, you press a kiss to his cheek and say, "I would love nothing more".
That's how you find yourself stuck between two lanky and horny ghouls, Phantom is sitting on the bed alongside you, intently watching the way Dew's hands manipulate your body. Dew is holding you against him, your back firmly squeezed against his chest and his arms are reaching around to your front. One hand is around your throat, squeezing the sides with his fingertips, the other hand is dipped between your thighs. His fingers are shoved so deliciously far into your cunt, thrusting and pumping his fingers inside of you, relishing in the noises that leave your lips. "Phantom, watch the way she responds when I get her clit, she makes such pretty sounds" Dew says to the quintessence ghoul before him, before you can even process what he says your head goes fuzzy. Dew's thumb reaches up to rub small circles on your clit, a loud cacophony of moans leave your lips, Phantom and Dew share grins with each other as they appreciate your body and reaction.
Phantom can't help himself from reaching a hand down to rub against the front of his pants, feeling the way his cock has gotten incredibly hard now. He starts to pull himself out of his pants, just to relieve some tension, but Dew stops him in his tracks. "Better watch those hands, big boy" Dew demands, his playful glare immediately turns insistent, Phantom stops in his tracks and places his hands back on the bed. "Sit on your hands" Dew commands, knowing that the younger ghoul will get himself into trouble if he doesn't do so.
Your noisy moans pull Dew's attention back to you, he continues to stimulate your clit, pulling you closer and closer to an orgasm. "C'mon baby, cum for me" Dew groans into your ear, tightening his grip on your throat as he does so. His demand sends you flying over the edge into a numbing orgasm, your whines are even louder now, crying out for Dew. He continues to ease you through your orgasm, keeping his hold tight on you, reminding you that he is here to ground you. When you come down from your high, you are comforted by Dew's arms around you, kind words being whispered into your ear, and soft kisses being pressed into your temple.
"Wanna let me get Phantom off? Show you just how good of a boy he can be?" Dew whispers to you, Phantom can clearly him as he lets a whimper out at the mention of him being a good boy. Dew helps you rest onto the bed frame before he pulls Phantom into his lap, letting the younger ghoul straddle his hips.
Dew makes immediate work to pull Phantom's shirt off of him, immediately attaching his lips to his nipples. Sucking on one while he works the others between his fingers, while he continues to tweak one in his fingers he presses kisses further up his body. Connecting his lips to the length of Phantom's throat, murmuring sweet words as he continues upwards. "You're such a good boy for me, can't wait to see you inside of my girl" Phantom lets out a whimper at Dew's words, his hands are shaking as he holds them behind his back, avoiding getting himself into trouble. Dew continues to kiss the ghoul as he reaches for his hands and placing them onto Dew's shoulders, wrapping them around his neck to pull them even closer together. Dew's hands then find purchase on Phantom's hips, and forcing his hips to rut into his own. Phantom can't resist the moan that bubbles out from his throat, the sweet pressure against his cock is almost too sweet, and the way that Dew's hard length ruts against his ass. "Dewy, please" Phantom whines, his eyes are screwed shut and he's unable to control himself, he presses his hips down against Dew's again, chasing that delightful feeling again.
Before Phantom can revel in the feeling again, Dew gives him a sharp smack on the ass, "Thought you were gonna be good for me? Now you're grinding on me like a whore" Dew snaps in his hear, his voice low and demanding. "I'm sorry, couldn't help it" Phantom cries back, his sorrow painted all over his face, Dew knows the young ghoul wants to be good so badly, but he loses control.
"Gotta control yourself, baby. You get one more strike or else you're not cumming in her tonight" Dew orders, Phantom perks up a little now that he has one more chance. "Can you show her how you're a good boy for me? Get on your knees like you know how to do?" Dew coos, brushing Phantom's hair out of his face and looking into his eyes, a glimmer striking as Dew presses a kiss to his cheek before letting him go. Phantom slinks down to his knees next to the bed, pawing at Dew's pants, begging for them to be removed.
Meanwhile, you can't pry your eyes from the way Phantom moves his body so gracefully, he sticks his ass out at any opportunity and slithers his body in such a tantalizing way. Your hands reach up to graze your nipples, rolling and pinching the perky nubs as your watch Phantom pull Dew's pants off of his legs. Dew's quick to turn his head to you, watching the way you roll your hand over your breast and stare at the pair. "C'mon over here, baby" Dew intimidates, offering his hand to you, pulling you to look over his shoulder. You can see the way Phantom is slobbering all over Dew's cock, laying open mouthed kisses over the shaft until he shoves the head into his mouth. Dew sucks in a deep breath, wrapping his fingers into Phantom's fluffy hair. You can't help yourself from wrapping your hands around him, hands spread across his chest while you press your breasts against his back, the friction against your nipples being rough but sweet.
"Doesn't he look so pretty, sweetheart? Really like when he looks at me" Dew says as Phantom trails his eyes to look up at his face, waiting for his next words. The fire ghoul can't help but bring his hand to rest on Phantom's cheek, he can feel the way his cock slides so easily in and out of his mouth, he especially can feel the way Phantom has unhinged his jaw just to compensate for Dew's cock, begging to fit the most amount down his throat. You can't help but stare at the way Phantom's eyes tear up, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes, begging to fall down his cheeks. "Being such a good boy for me, gonna make me cum down your throat, want me to do that?" Dew coos, pushing Phantom towards his own orgasm, "Wanna see him cum without me even touching him? He'll get himself so messy, but he doesn't even care cause he just wants to be good for us" Dew's change of possession doesn't go unnoticed by Phantom. Phantom gets more eager, digging his fingertips into Dew's thighs and swallows around his cock. The fire ghoul lets out a groan as he feels his orgasm wash over him, thick cum shooting down the back of Phantom's throat, he doesn't hesitate to swallow it down. Phantom can't help himself and cums in his pants, stickiness coating the inside of his tight black pants, rubbing his hand over the front of his pants and smearing the cum that has pooled there.
Your eyes are blown wide at the two pretty boys in front of you, both high from an orgasm and eager to chase yet another. You grip Dew's head and pull him in for a kiss, lips rolling over each other's and your fingers tangled in his hair. Phantom is still kneeling on the floor, wide eyes staring up at you two, mesmerized by the way Dew's hand reaches up to get a handful of your tit, his fingertips dig into your breast and his nails leave little divots in your skin. Phantom whimpers out as soon as Dew's hand grabs your ass, giving it the same treatment as your tits, he separates your lips only to give a pitiful look to the quintessence ghoul on the floor, "Want you guys" the young ghoul says, his eyes blown wide and lips parted, glossy with spit and Dew's cum.
"C'mere good boy" Dew orders, settling Phantom to sit in the middle of the bed, having to rely on his own body to stay upright. After he gets the quintessence ghoul settled he reaches a hand out for you, "Gonna let him inside you, you ready for that?" he asks, you give him a curt nod and straddle Phantom's cock, his pants already being disposed of. You place your hands on his shoulders and push your foreheads together, your breaths mixing in between your faces and forcing you to heat up even further. You sink yourself down and gasp when you finally sheath him fully inside of you, his cock is shorter than Dew's but is thicker in girth, the stretch makes you feel tight and so incredibly full. You try to start rocking your hips on his, but Dew quickly grabs your hips and forces you to halt, "want you to warm him, he needs you, baby" he whispers to you, he sinks you back down onto Phantom then removes his hands from you two all together.
You lay your head on Phantom's shoulder and appreciate the feeling of his thick cock inside of you, you can feel the way he is twitching with desperation. Phantom's fingers are dug into your hips, digging into the squish that resides there, he whimpers when he feels you clench tightly around him, begging for him to move inside of you. "Feel so good inside of me, can't wait for you to completely fill me up, be full of your cum" You whine to Phantom, you can feel a warm droplet of water land on your own shoulder, when you move to look up at Phantom he has tears spilling from his eyes in desperation. His thick eyebrows are furrowed together and he can't help but imagine the way your cunt would swallow him as thrusts back inside of you, or the way moans would fly our of your mouth, but this time because of him.
Dew can't help but rest on the bed next to you two, staring at his two obedient partners absolutely wrecking each other without doing anything. His hand is stroking his length, squeezing his cock as he stares at where Phantom sits inside of you, "You look so pretty inside of her, honey", the younger ghoul cries out and more tears fall from his eyes.
Phantom is trying so hard to be good for you and Dew, his thighs are twitching uncontrollably and hands are shaking on your hips. He's struggling to keep it together, the tears are consistent now, just pooling in his eyes and streaming down to his chin. You can't help yourself, you lick one of his tears up from his cheek and appreciate the salty taste of him. You close your eyes and hum before you connect both of your lips, savoring the taste of his saliva and heat, your hands tangle in his hair once again and you yank his head back away from you. You suck and kiss upon his neck, using your other free hand to grab the back of his head, keeping him pressed so incredibly close to you.
From next to you, you hear Dew moan and groan freely, his head is nodded back as cum spurts out of his cock. His eyes are closed and his toes are curled in on themselves, before he can calm too much he launches himself towards you two.
His hands grab your hips and he starts thrusting you wildly up and down on Phantom's cock, both you and the ghoul can't hold back the feral moans that leave your lips. You have to grab Phantom's shoulders to steady yourself, using your leverage to get more forceful with each thrust, leaving him helpless below you. "You two are so beautiful, wanna watch you completely ruin each other. You gonna cum in her, Phantom? Gonna breed my girl?", both you and Phantom cry out at that, now needing him to fuck his cum into you.
"Dew!" You cry out again, he immediately moves his hand down to rub against your clit, "A little bit more, please Dewy".
"Sir, let me cum in her please" Phantom begs in a broken voice, his first real words sound hoarse and pitiful, so incredibly desperate he's lost control. Dew lets an affirming sound before Phantom releases his load into you, the warm feeling overwhelms your body and you orgasm alongside him, body going fully limp against his. Dew has to step in and ease you both onto the bed as you come down from your orgasms, his arms are wrapped around the both you by the time you both are back to normal. Your vision is fuzzy and unclear, but you recognize the warm bodies that surround you, the fire ghoul heating up your body easily.
"I am so proud of you two, you both were so good for me" Dew says as he settles himself between the two of you, pressing kisses to each of your foreheads. You curl your body around his and ground yourself to his presence, meanwhile Phantom does the same thing.
You can't help but fall asleep in Dew's arms, an arm reaching across his stomach to hold Phantom's hand. Dew and Phantom's deep and soft purring being the catalyst to your slumber.
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In the eerie moonlit forest, you are ensnared in a nightmarish game of hide and seek with the malevolent entity Dewdrop, whose demonic force has targeted you. The chilling objective is to survive until sunrise, seeking refuge in the Ministry’s cabin deep within the sinister woods. With the dawn as your only salvation, you must navigate the haunted forest, outwit the relentless demon, and reach safety before Dewdrop claims you as his prize. The race against time intensifies, making the night unforgiving as you strive to survive until sunrise in this twisted pursuit. Yet months after your first encounter with Dewdrop's demonic form, you convinced your lover to let a second hunt begin. But, in the shadow of night, who is truly hunting whom?
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This is a work of fiction based in the extreme horror category and should be treated as such. I do not condone the actions the characters make, nor am I actively encouraging others to participate in such actions in everyday life. It also does not reflect the personalities of the performers who play these characters.
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Strawberries and sins
Prompt: Reader fulfills her duties as a Sister of Sin, by preparing cupcakes for Copia’s birthday; Dewdrop, the Fire ghoul, is hungry. Hungry for something sweet.
Pairing: Fire ghoul x Fem!Reader
CW: public, hair pulling, oral sex, MINORS DNI
Words: 3k
A.N.: This is my first ever ghost fic, so I hope it doesn't suck as much as it probably does. A massive thank you to my friend Elizabeth for beta-reading.
“Do you need help?”
I shook my head, glaring at the ghoul standing next to me, already with a finger dipped in the heavy cream I meticulously prepared.
“No.”
“Are you sure, angel?” the Fire ghoul asked, staring at me through his silver mask. “You seem pretty… overworked.”
He was right, but I wasn’t going to let him close to my cupcakes. I knew that if I had given up on his annoying questions, he would’ve stolen at least half of the cupcakes. I wanted him to eat one, but the rest were for the Cardinal - or Sister Imperator would’ve had my head on the same platter as the one I was serving my desserts on. I didn’t want to risk it, it was my time to impress her with my cooking skills.
“You’re covered in flour,” the ghoul tempted me again, taking the tip of his finger between his sinful lips. “I can help you out, if you ask me.”
Shaking my head once again, I pushed his hand away from the bowl. “I don’t need your help, you cheeky ghoul. I know what you’re trying to do.”
His eyes lit up at my sentence, shining under the lights of the kitchen. “Oh, do you?”
“You’re not going to steal these cupcakes.” I pointed to the oven, knowing that my desserts looked amazing and probably tasted even better. “They’re for Copia.”
The Fire ghoul took a step closer to me, crossing his arms to his chest. “So? He’s not going to cry if he eats twenty-nine cupcakes instead of thirty.”
“He probably won’t, but Sister Imperator asked for thirty. I’m not going to take any chances,” I replied, bumping my shoulder against his. “I’m serious, Dew. Please, don’t steal anything. I will make more for you and the others tomorrow.”
His right hand slid over my shoulder, his dark claws brushing over my skin in a caress. “We have a deal, angel.”
I leaned my head over his shoulder, staring at the oven where my cupcakes were slowly baking. They were vanilla flavoured, Copia’s favourite, and I hoped they turned out the way I wanted them to - and prayed for them too. The Cardinal’s birthday was probably the most important party of the year for the Clergy.
Last year I was in charge of the desserts, again, but the Fire ghoul made sure to steal every single chocolate cake I prepared. I was still new, I had no idea who I was dealing with and Dew thought it would’ve been funny to give me a little taste of his mischievousness. Luckily, he was kind enough to tell Sister Imperator that it was his fault if nobody at the Clergy had a slice of cake - which was the reason why she gave me another chance.
After all, the Fire ghoul wasn’t as cruel as he wanted everyone to think he was.
Not with me, at least.
“Why do you want to steal my cupcakes?”
The Fire ghoul took off his mask, placing it on the table in front of us. “Because I’m hungry.”
“Can’t you just open the fridge and eat the leftovers from this morning?” I asked, perplexed by his answer. “I’m sure there are still some pieces of chicken left, if Mountain didn’t eat them.”
He shook his head, sliding his arm around my shoulders. “I was craving something sweet.”
“What about the cookies I made yesterday?”
The Fire ghoul ignored my words and pulled away from me, walking closer to the kitchen door. I didn’t notice he locked it until I heard the doorknob click. When he turned to me, his eyes were glowing and suddenly the temperature in the room increased. I felt a drop of sweat run down my back, not knowing if it was from the heat of the oven or from the Fire ghoul’s piercing gaze. He stared at me, almost as if he wanted to eat me whole. He was hungry so he came to the kitchen. He saw me, locked the door. And now?
“I guess I can eat something else that’d taste just as sweet.”
Blushing at his words, I looked away from him.
I understood what he wanted and even though it wasn’t the first time we blew the steam together, it definitely was the first time he cornered in a place like that. Usually he would seduce me in his room, clinging to my shoulders and biting my neck while whispering to me what he thought about the previous night.
“Dew… We can’t.”
“Are you scared, angel?” he asked, placing his hands on my hips. “The door’s locked. No one is going to get in here.”
I cradled his face in my palms. “Have you forgotten that we live with other ghouls? They can get in with a twist of their hand and break the doorknob.”
“You wouldn’t mind one of them joining us, stop complaining,” he half-joked, making my nose twitch. “Seriously, we’re alone on this side of the Clergy. I made sure of it before coming in here.”
I tilted my head and raised my brows. “Before? Were you planning on seducing me while I was baking?”
“I tried to seduce you by sucking my own fingers, but you weren’t interested,” the Fire ghoul mumbled, pointing to the bowl of heavy cream. “You were too busy killing me with your eyes to realise what I was doing.”
Tugging on my apron with his fingers, Dew pulled me even closer to his body so that the tip of his nose was touching mine. He was right, I didn’t notice what he was trying to do because of my nerves - but that didn’t mean I found him unattractive.
“Your fingers shouldn’t be in your mouth, though,” I said.
The Fire ghoul brought his right hand over my cheek, brushing his thumb over my lips. “Right, they should be in here.”
I opened my lips for him, feeling a warmth spreading within my belly when his index pressed down on my tongue. I didn’t break eye-contact, watching the ghoul smile when my lips closed around his digit.
A satisfied hum left his mouth. “Good girl.”
It had always been difficult to stay focused on a task when the Fire ghoul was around me. His presence was always a distraction to me and he made sure to own that power, to use it against me so that I’d be wrapped around his finger.
“I am still hungry, though.”
Pulling his thumb out of my lips, he brushed it down my chin. “Hungry for what?” Something leathery wrapped around my calf, running up to the edge of my skirt. Dew’s tail gripped my thigh but didn’t dare to go further.
“I can just show you, how about that?”
When the Fire ghoul dropped down on his knees right in front of me, I gasped. It wasn’t an unusual sight for me, Dew loved going down on me probably more than fucking me - if we couldn’t have a quickie in the bathroom before a show, he would make sure to worship me and leave bruises on my inner thighs to quench his thirst. However, there was something slightly depraved in having him with his face between my thighs while being in a common-space. Other Sisters were going to be there by the end of the evening, and even more tomorrow morning. Knowing and remembering what we did right there, just because he was hungry, made my insides tingle.
The Siblings wouldn’t smell my scent all around the room, but the other ghouls would - and that thought made my head spin. As wrong as it was, I loved knowing they could feel I belonged to one of them.
That I belonged to Dewdrop.
“You look so pretty like this.” I mumbled, blushing when his hands sneaked underneath the skirt of my cloak. “My pretty ghoul.”
His tail wiggled behind him, before sliding over my right leg again. “I’m going to look even prettier with my tongue buried inside your pussy.”
The way he said it so casually made me chuckle, but the Fire ghoul knew it was true. I always found him rather attractive while being so focused on me, on my taste, on making me feel so good to the point my eyes would roll in the back of my head. “Please. Do it.”
The Fire ghoul hiked my skirt up to my hips and I held it back for him so that I was still able to see him. His fingers hooked the hems of my panties and dragged them down to the floor, before his tongue immediately dived in. I had to look away and bite my lips so hard I almost felt a drop of blood slide down, terrified that too much noises could catch someone’s attention outside. The warmth of his tongue felt too good against me, the growl that left his lips felt even better - and I knew I wasn’t going to last that long.
Dew brought his hands on my thighs, spreading them apart. “You taste so sweet.”
My fingers immediately entangled with his hair as I turned my head to the side, trying to find a way not to scream too loud. It was difficult to be quiet when his lips closed around my clit, sucking on it harshly - his forked tongue was too perfect. He knew it, that’s why he kept teasing my clit. The more he made me squirm, the more he loved it.
“Please, you’re…Gonna make me come.”
His fingers dipped into the soft skin of my thighs, leaving bruises that he was definitely going to kiss later. The wet sound of his tongue pressing into me made my head spin as I tightened my grip on his hair, earning another growl from the ghoul on his knees. He loved having his hair pulled and I knew I wasn’t doing it right, but the pleasure was too high within me.
I wasn’t focused, I couldn’t focus at all even though I could hear the faint sound of his tail tapping against the hard cold floor. But it didn’t matter.
“I could do this for fucking hours,” the Fire ghoul mumbled, bringing his right hand where I needed him the most. “All mine.”
Even in moments like those, Dewdrop had to make sure I remembered who I belonged to. It was intoxicating to know how easily he could control my body and every single one of my reactions with his touch, his words, his tail, anything he did.
“Yours, yours,” I chanted.
Pushing his index finger inside of me, Dew didn’t waste any time and curled it deep. His digit pressed right against the soft indentation inside of me and the sensation threw me for a loop, forcing my lips to whisper his name over and over.
“Ah, does that feel good? Am I making you feel good, angel?”
He knew how difficult it was for me to speak in such conditions, but he taunted me nonetheless. He loved witnessing the power he had over me, how his tongue would tie mine into silence. The whimpers slipping from my lips echoed in the kitchen and I hoped no one could hear me, otherwise it was going to be a big problem. His tongue felt too good between my legs, collecting my juices as they dripped all over Dew’s chin.
“You’re so wet for me, angel,” the Fire ghoul whispered, pulling away from my core with his lips glistening. “I bet you’d feel perfect around my cock.”
I whined at his words, twisting his hair. “Later.”
Dewdrop closed his eyes and allowed me to push his face between my thighs again, feeling his tongue slip through my folds and into me. He growled when I tightened my grip on his hair, feeling myself slip closer and closer to that delicious edge I was riding because of him.
His tail ran up to my thigh again, following the path of my juices down my skin.
My whole body tensed and I knew the Fire ghoul could feel it, because his tongue focused on my clit and his fingers started to tease my entrance. As soon as his index finger prodded at my hole, I felt completely empty - and in desperate need to be filled. I needed Dewdrop inside of me, I needed to feel his cock stretch me out so perfect.
“So tight, so warm.”
My moans reached his ears and they encouraged him to tease me even more, to give me one of the things I was craving the most - his tail. The leather tip prodded my entrance as the Fire ghoul pulled his fingers out, still sucking my clit with his lips.
“Fuck! Yes, please.”
Despite my thoughts being a mess of begs and pants, Dewdrop understood how good he was making me feel. My muscles tensed around his tail and my orgasm felt close, ready to break through my body and let me reach that state of euphoria I so desperately sought.
“Come for me, angel,” the demon ordered, bringing both hands on my thighs. “I want you to come all over my tongue. Make a mess all over my face.”
If it wasn’t for his voice turning me on more than it should have, I would’ve blamed his tail as it reached that spot within me. My insides started to burn with desire as a shock of adrenaline ran through me, forcing me to whisper his name.
My whole body shuddered as Dew didn’t stop his ministrations, sucking my clit between his lips. He wanted me to get desperate, to get loud, to make everyone inside the Clergy well aware of what was going down in the kitchen - because he was a fucking menace, and I loved him dearly for it.
Shaking and trembling, I came down from my high.
“You did so well for me, angel,” the demon whispered, leaving a trail of kisses down my right inner thigh. “But next time you need to be louder.”
I smirked, knowing that I was going to get in so much trouble for even thinking that answer.
“Or maybe… you need to do better.”
Before the Fire ghoul could register my words, a faint laugh came from the other side of the kitchen and I froze in my spot. Suddenly, my heart dropped inside my ribcage as the handle of the door turned to reveal the ghoul hiding right behind.
“Aether?”
The Fire ghoul immediately stood up from the floor, tucking his trousers and making sure he was covering my half-naked body with his own.
“Here at your service,” he immediately replied, playfully bowing down to Dew. “I was looking for something to drink, but found myself in a sticky situation.”
My cheeks heated at the thought of him listening to my moans, to my ghoul bringing the immense pleasure he promised me he would. However, I was more concerned about the fact that Aether didn’t ask us to join - usually he loved playing with us, watching our dynamics and mocking Dewdrop for becoming more dominant with me.
“Next time you plan on surprising your girlfriend with some oral, make sure to call me as well. It would’ve been nice to watch her,” Aether mumbled, walking inside the kitchen as if it wasn’t a big deal. “And by the way, Sister…I’ve missed your moans.”
Hiding my face against the Fire ghoul’s chest, I grew quiet. I didn’t know what to say - or better, I didn’t want to say anything. I was still slightly out of it, my mind clouded by the delicious pleasure I was put through by the skilled tongue of my lover.
Dewdrop closed his arms around my shoulders, his warmth helping me to come out of my blissful state quicker than usual.
“And here I thought we could be more adventurous…Everyone wants you.”
I nipped at the skin of his throat, smiling. “And yet, I always run back to you.”
My words seemed to have had the effect I was hoping for. “Because you’re mine, angel.”
Of course I was, I wouldn’t have changed it for the world.
Nuzzling against his chest, I stared at the oven right behind us as the timer ticked. The faint smell of strawberry came into place as soon as I remembered what happened before Dew joined me. There was flour everywhere and I was positive I had a lot of it all over my face and down my skirt, but it didn’t matter. Luckily, the cupcakes weren’t burning and nobody stole them. But they could have been stolen!
Dewdrop loved to distract me while the rest of the ghouls caused mischief all over the Clergy.
“Do I deserve a cupcake for what I just did to you?”
Raising my brows, I pulled away from his chest. “Did you just ask me to give you a cupcake in exchange for an orgasm?”
The ghoul shrugged. “I think it’s a fair deal.”
Playfully I shoved him away from me and walked to the kitchen window. The smell of strawberries, mixed with the vanilla flavour, was almost dizzying - and so were the words of Dewdrop echoing in my head.
“I can give you even more, if you’d just ask.”
By more, he obviously meant his cock - and despite me being desperate for the ghoul, I couldn’t be distracted. Not again, not when the cupcakes were in the oven. One slight distraction would’ve led them to burn - and the Cardinal to be upset over not having a well-deserved dessert for his birthday.
“Go to your room, horny ghoul.” I mumbled, pointing to the door of the kitchen. “You and your forked tongue are dangerous.”
His tail wiggled behind his back. “You love me.”
“More than I can explain.”
Dewdrop walked out of the room and I could hear Aether running up to him, probably plotting against another attempt at stealing my cupcakes.
I wasn’t surprised to find them gone by the morning.
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Kinktober Week Day 4
Sensory Deprivation- Dewdrop Ghoul x Fem!Reader
I will continue saying it, minors don’t interact you will be blocked if you do!
CW: Handcuffs, Blindfold, A tiny bit of teasing, Vaginal sex, Edging...as always let me know if I missed anything
Dew and I were both already naked and he had decided to handcuff me to the bed. This was nothing new, however he wanted to up the antics and blindfold me as well. "You ready for it" he asks holding the blindfold. "Yes" I reply, he walks over and places the blindfold on me. I feel his tail run over my leg, it curls around my ankle.
"This is different" I say, I hear him chuckle. "A good different" he questions. "Yeah just a bit weird not being able to see or move my hands" I reply. "We can stop at any time if it gets to be too much alright" he says. "Alright sounds good" I reply, I hear Dew move. His tail uncoils from around my ankle.
I feel him hover over me and I jump a bit at the sudden contact. "You okay" he questions, I nod my head. "Just caught me off guard is all" I reply. I feel Dew move to kiss and suck at my neck. His fangs scrape at the skin and I buck my hips against him.
"Needy aren't you" he teases pulling away. I feel him run his cock through my folds. "Dew quit teasing" I say squirming away from him as best I could. "What's the magic word" he says, I can just hear the smirk in his voice.
"Please stop teasing" I say, he doesn't respond but I feel his tip prod at my entrance. He slowly pushes in and I let out of moan. "You're so wet for me darling" he says as he thrusts at an almost unbearably slow pace. "I always am" I reply as he angles his hips upwards more.
"Right there" I say as he hits my G-Spot, he finally speeds up his thrusts. He continues to hit that spot with every single thrust. His thumb circles my clit and the dual pleasure sends shockwaves through me. I can feel the pleasure building up faster and faster.
He can feel I'm close and he immediately stops all movement. "Dew this isn't fair" I whine out, he chuckles. "I never said I was gonna be fair" he says. He waits about 30 seconds to start his movement up again.
It doesn't take long for the pleasure to build back up. I move my hips trying to meet his thrusts and get more friction. "Stay still" he says stopping his movement once again to pin me down.
"Dew please...I'll do anything just let me cum" I say. "Begging is cute but it won't get you anywhere" he replies. I huff in annoyance as I feel the pleasure fade away a bit. His thrusts start up again and I can feel his pace start to falter after a bit.
"Shit I can't last much longer" he says, I moan as the pleasure builds back up. "Dew please" I beg, I hear him let out a groan. "Fuck....yeah go ahead" he says speeding up his thumb on my clit. I feel my orgasm wash over me and he moans before he pulls out.
His release ends up all over my stomach. Once we both calm down he removes the blindfold. "You okay" he asks, I nod my head. "Never been better" I reply, he then removes the handcuffs. "I'll be right back with a wet washcloth and some lotion" he says kissing me before he leaves the room briefly.
When he comes back he cleans me up with the wet washcloth. He then moves to put lotion on my wrists before he lays next to me. "We should do that again" he says, I can't help but laugh a bit. "Yeah sure I'm down to do it again" I reply as I snuggle closer to him.
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After the Halloween party
(Thank you to crimsonclergy, ghoulish-rose, forlorn-crows and autumnblooms for inspiring me to write this)
Rating: Explicit ( MINORS DNI)
Warning: Smut , masturbation, pussy penetration, tentacles, really horny ghouls, , anal penetration,sloppy kissing, slutty ghouls, high Phantom, Gill play, tail play, no fluff only porn
Concent: Porn without plot, sub Phantom, dom Trans masc! Rain dom Dewdrop
After a halloween party in the ghouls den large common room , Rain and Dewdrop decided to go to Rains room.
The both of them had to keep themselves to right off fuck on the floor, but for some reason they decided to hurry into Rains room.
When they finally got into his room. Rain closed the door with his fout and smashed his lips onto Dewdrops forcing his forked tounge in. The kiss was sloppy, needy, longing and desperate, saliva flowed down their chins and dripped onto their chests and costumes.
Without seperating Rain pushed Dewdrop onto his large bed.
But they got interrupted by an uff that came from beneath them.
Dewdrop turned on the light on that stood on the night stand. As the light ilumenated the room they saw Phantom still in his kitty costume and still kinda high.
:,, What the heck are you doing in Rains room?!" Dewdrop asked slightly annoyed. :,, Wait. This isn't my room? Fuck I'm sorry!" Phantom spoke and apologized. :,, I'm going to leave now." Phantom said as he tried to sit up and leave but got pushed down by Rain.
:,, Nuh-uh. You are going to stay here. And you didn't come in here on accident did you? Laying here all pretty and high." Rain whispered in his ear and licking his cheak.
Phantom swollowed thickly and eyed Rain and Dewdrop from top to bottom. He didn't get a close look at them at the party since he spend most of his time stoned with Zephyr and left early to rest.
He slowly feld his blood running down south, the way the latex shirt hugged Rains hips, how Dew looked in this ghoutie shorts, these fishnets and thigh-highs made him weak kneed.
Rain and Dew also eyed him up and down, oh how cute and sexy he looked in this dress. How cute these cat ears were. And how this kitty tail matched him so well.
But Phantom got ripped out of his thoughts by Dew ripping his dress off his body only leaving him in his black boxers, kitty ears and kitty tail.
Rain immeadently bend down and attacked Phantoms neck with bites and kisses while dew was taking care of his chest.
Phantom whimperes from the stimulation he gets from the to men taking care of him.
By now the three of them are painfully aroused, Rain is drenched, Dewdrops cock must be bright red and Phantom feels like his balls could explode any second.
Dewdrop starts to bite Phantoms nippel and Phantom groans loudly. Dewdrop draws himself from Phantoms nipples, Phantom whines at the loss of contact and Dewdrop grins.
:,, My turn kitty." says Dewdrop and takes of his ghoutie shorts and underwear expoxing his aching cock and balls.
Dewdrop grabs Rains head and pushes him away. He grabs phantom by his ponytail and forces him on his cock.
Phantom lowers his head on Dews cock and gags as it hits the back of his throat. Soon enough he hollows his cheeks and bobs his head at a slow pace.
While Rain is sitting beside them he slowly starts to rub his clit and pinches his right nipple and lets out breathy moans.
Meanwhile Dewdrop grabs Phantoms head and forces him to go faster. Phantoms eyes swell with tears while he slowly gets used to the feeling at the back of his throat. :,, You're doing so good angel, giving me such a good blow." Dewdrop says as he gets closer to cumming every second. They here small moans in the backround as Rain cums.
Soon after that Dew shoots his hot cum down Phantoms throat as he forces him all the way down to his pubes.
Phantom slowly pulls himself from Dewdrops cock and sees that his cock is still painfully hard. He tries to reach for it but gets pulled back by Rain who starts to slowly jack his cock.
Phantom lets himself fall back into Rains chest and slowly grabs the back of his neck, he lets his fingers wander until he reaches Rains gills and starts to tease them. Phantom first glides his fingers over them and then starts to let his fingers sink in.
Rain lets his head fall back, just now he notices that Phantoms real tail starts to wander and is now infront of his pussy. :,, Pha-." Rain is interrupted by Phantoms tail slowly finding its way into his pussy. Rain lets out a moan and starts to jack Phantom faster which makes Phantom moan louder.
They hear a little whine of frustration in the backround. :,, Aw baby. Did we neglect you?" Rain says teasingly. Suddenly tentacle emerge from his back and find Dew.
First of a smaller tentacle finds Dewdrops butthole and starts to penetrait it while another tentacle wraps itself around his cock.
Dew slowly lets out the most pornographic moans while Rain and Phantom do the same.
Dew cries out when the tentacle in his ass gets larger and faster abusing his prostate. Rain grits his teeth as the stimulation at his gills, pussy and at his tentacles bring him closer to cumming every second.
Phantom moans get louder and louder as he is nearing his climax.
:,, R-rain please I'm close!" Phantom mewls as his balls get tighter second by second.
Soon enough Phantoms sperm squirts onto Rains hand as he moans out loudly. Shortly after Rains cunt clenches around Phantoms tail and his tentacle's spurt out cum into and onto Dew.
Dewdrop almost falls off the bed as he comes and moans Rains and Phantoms names.
After coming down from their highs they started to snuggle with eachother until Rain says :,, Ready for round two?" as his tentacles briefly swiped against their holes.
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The Need to Bleed
Rain Ghoul x Dewdrop Ghoul || Rated M for Smut 18+, Angst
Trigger Warning: mentions of suicide, trust issues, bullying
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"Give it up for me, Dew." Rain's finger runs against Dewdrop's sides softly, and the latter ghoul slaps it. "No. I don't want to. Let me fuck you." Dewdrop pulls Rain's chin, his amber eyes meet the water ghoul's sparkling light blue eyes.
Rain clicks his tongue lazily. "You fucked me great, but I'm tired of being fucked. Give me one chance."
Dewdrop falls silent. He's hesitant at the moment, he doesn't know if he should trust Rain as someone who could have dominated him. He thinks Rain is the soft boy, like a little brother. As a prankster partner. They always played with each other, but seeing Rain with half-lidded eyes, begging for being the dominant this time… intrigues him, to say the least.
"Dew, Please." Called Rain, their ribs are pressing against each other and his head is laying on top of Dewdrop's shoulder.
A claustrophobic feeling runs through Dewdrop's body uninvited, making him move uneasily. He rustles underneath Rain. His chest hurts, and he's breathing heavily.
"Dewdrop, please."
Annoyed with the non-stop begging when he's being occupied with his own overwhelming feelings, Dewdrop bites Rain's neck as a warning. "Stop begging, you sound like a cry-baby. I will kill you if you beg once again."
Dewdrop let out a sharp gasp, his vision becoming blurry. His tears threaten to drop on Rain's ear next to his own cheek. He can't do this.
"Bite me all you want. Ruin me if you want to." Rain said, circling his arms around Dewdrop's torso. He's smelling Dewdrop's neck and the smaller ghoul shivers.
Rain knows exactly what's going on. He feels Dewdrop's body tensing up, and not in a good way. He hugs him, kissing his neck as a way to calm his mate.
Then he lets go.
He takes the sight of Dewdrop. The fire ghoul is standing there, back pressing against the wall, and he's looking down. One thing that he would never do. Rain decides to reach Dew's shoulder, rubbing his thumb there. Dewdrop shot him with a sharp look of anger, and it scares Rain for him knowing that Dew could burn his room anytime soon. But he stays, still rubbing his thumb on Dew's shoulder, and just waits.
"Would you mind telling me about it?" Rain asked, his soft-velvety voice hitting Dew's ear like a calming melody. Dew looks around for a second, making sure that there is no one in the room beside them.
"On the bed." Dewdrop pulls Rain's hand and takes him to the bed slowly. They sit on the side of the bed, then Dewdrop crawls to the center of it and sits there cross-legged. Rain stays where he is, intending to give Dewdrop some space.
Silence. Neither of them is speaking. Dewdrop keeps his eyes on Rain, and Rain does the same.
"Okay. We're on the bed, and I'm listening." Rain whispered and smiles softly.
That smile breaks Dewdrop's heart to pieces. His tears fall off.
"I hate you." Dewdrop said with a cracked voice. The veins on his neck are tensing up. "I hate myself."
Dewdrop falls to the mattress face first, his claws almost tearing the sheets. He is going to explode. He can't take it.
"I hate you. I hate myself, I hate what we have, I hate what I have done with you, with Aether, with all the ghouls. I hate myself. I hate myself…"
Seeing his friend broken and not knowing the reason why Rain panics for a second but quickly scoots up to the bed and touches Dewdrop's upper arm only to get slapped once again. Dewdrop has sat up again, and Rain is shocked when he notices Dewdrop's eyes are darkening.
It's a little too late when Rain is about to pull himself out of the bed when Dewdrop's hand reaches his neck roughly. Rain is visibly terrified, but he tries his best to stay calm. Dewdrop might be smaller than him, but this ghoul is fueled by the raging fire from Hell itself.
Dewdrop put their forehead together, and caressing Rain's cheeks.
"I hate myself for not being able to express my feelings properly. Rainy, you hear me? I can't. I can't! It feels frustrating!" Dewdrop kisses Rain's lips impulsively, leaving Rain totally confused.
"I feel too much. I think too much. I get angry too much. I'm too much. All these feelings are too much. I wish I was d—"
"No one wants you to die. I don't want you to die." Rain cuts him off, and Dewdrop shoots him with an offended look. "What? Do I even need to listen to you? I don't."
"You only need to listen to yourself. Do you really want to die? No. You just want to be able to express your feelings properly." Rain said calmly, even though Dewdrop can see his hands trembling.
He wants to protest, but he doesn't do it when he realizes that Rain is spitting facts. Rain is right. He doesn't want to die.
"Stop reading me so correctly like that, little Rainy." Dewdrop said with a sad grin on his face, and Rain's hands are reaching his cheeks.
"You are an open book to me, Dew. I love you, I do, everyone does. Aether loves you so much, imagine the pain that he will endure if you're gone." Rain pulls him into a comforting hug. Rain's words soothe him a little. Dewdrop is not hugging him back, he's too busy to manage his own feelings.
They stay like that for a solid ten minutes, with Dewdrop eventually hugging Rain back and silently crying on his shoulder. Rain pats and scratches Dewdrop's back gently, occasionally shushing him softly to make him stop crying.
"Feel better?" Rain asked after feeling Dew is no longer tearing up, pushing Dewdrop a few inches further so he can see his face. Dewdrop nods slowly and puts his head on Rain's shoulder. He wipes his tears away.
"I hate them." Dewdrop mumbles out of nowhere, making Rain stays alert to prepare himself to listen to another episode of Dewdrop's breakdown. "Them? Who are you talking about?"
"Ghouls who bullied me back when I still stayed in Hell. Fuck them, really. They bullied me because I'm small. They pushed me against the wall, just like you did", Dewdrop hits Rain's shoulder slowly, "and it's claustrophobic to me. Don't do that again."
"Ah, I'm sorry. I would've known if you had told me earlier. I'm sorry, Dew. Also small ghoul, big feelings, aren't you?"
"Small ghoul, huge feelings, I am. And don't call me small, you pretty thing. And you are not forgiven. Not yet." Dewdrop shows Rain a naughty smile.
Rain rolls his eyes and laughs. "Well… Unless?"
"Unless you make me feel loved, Rain. I need your love." Dewdrop moves his body closer to Rain, quickly sitting on Rain's lap and grinding his hips.
Rain moans in the sudden weight of his mate and puts his hands on Dewdrop's sides. His eyes begin to explore Dewdrop's torso, up to his neck, and finally, their eyes meet again.
He kisses Dewdrop's chest, "How do you want me to love you, Prince?"
Dewdrop put his index finger on his lips, acting like he is thinking. Then he smiles back and leaves a little kiss on Rain's forehead. "Prince? Call me your king. Worship me."
Rain sighs and takes his own loose-fit black tee off. His chest is exposed fully to Dewdrop, and the smaller ghoul quickly nibbles on his collarbone.
"I will worship you, my king. Now please let me help you to take your clothes off, so this servant of yours could worship you to the fullest." Rain tilts his head to the side to give Dewdrop more access to his collarbone while holding Dewdrop's back so he won't fall off of his lap.
"Bring me Heaven, Rain…"
Without any further command, Rain kisses Dewdrop's jaw, his fingers slowly taking off Dew's oversized white tee. Dewdrop is wiggling off his body so he can get out of his own clothes quicker, and earning a giggle from Rain.
"You're cute if you're not an angry mess." Rain smiles while kissing Dew's neck and leaving some marks there.
"Stop saying shit or I will burn your fucking room down." The fire ghoul snaps back playfully.
"Still spicy, huh? Still my Dewdrop then." Rain purrs.
Dewdrop smiles and takes a handful of Rain's wavy and medium-length hair, pushing him to a deep, longing kiss. Rain responded by placing his hands on Dewdrop's ass and squeezing them tight.
"Ah, fuck," Dewdrop sighs, nibbling on Rain's lower lip. Rain answered that by moaning heavily and moving his hips slightly.
"Mm, lead the game, king." He said, giving up the control to Dewdrop.
Dewdrop obliges and pulls Rain's jaw down, and lets their tongues meet. They are devouring each other, with their hands gripping here and there, looking for something to hold. Rain pushes Dew's hips forward to bring that little frame closer to him, and Dew is holding Rain's head to deepen the kiss.
"Fuck, fuck me, take your fucking pants off Rain." Dew pulls himself up abruptly and takes his own pants and underwear off. Rain stands up to do the same and stops a little to take a look at Dewdrop's erected cock.
"What a king indeed." He jokes out, but Dewdrop is already palming his own balls. "You like what you see, Rainy?" Dewdrop licks his own lips and lets out a moan. Rain is seen swallowing his own saliva and continues to take his pants off, revealing he's just as hard as Dewdrop.
Dewdrop wastes no time by pushing Rain back down to the bed, and he sits on Rain's thighs. Rain uses his elbows to lean on and moans heavenly when Dew's hand is stroking his cock skillfully.
"Fuck— you're, fuck… keep stroking it, Dew. My fucking Hell." Rain is closing his eyes shut and running his own fingers through his hair.
"Ah, look at you, Rain. So fucking pretty." Dew bows down to kiss Rain's hips, and his thumb rubs Rain's nipple. He grins when he notices that Rain's cock is twitching. "Oh, wow, look at ya, pretty boy. It's growing! We gotta need tons of lube so that beautiful cock of yours will fit into my hole."
Rain is enjoying all the sensations that Dewdrop gave to him, and he sits up to bite Dewdrop's shoulder. He lifts him up and walks across the room to take a bottle of lube from his drawer—Dewdrop clinging on to him for dear life—and he brings them back to the side of the bed with lube in his other hand.
The half-empty lube catches Dewdrop's attention.
"Eh, your lube is half empty?" Dewdrop asked, pointing at Rain's lube in shock. Rain tilts his head from left to right, not sure how to answer. "Uh, I mean, you know, Swiss." He shrugs.
Dewdrop laughs and understands what that means. Rain is living together with Swiss and these two must-have fucked each other all day all night. They must've needed a lot of lubes, he thinks. Swiss is a wonderful ghoul to hang out with, and also to have a threesome with Aether.
Bring himself back to the present, Dew cupping Rain's cheeks. "Forget him, it's our moment. He can own you after I'm done with you." Dewdrop said, taking the lube from Rain's hand and pouring a lot of it onto his hands. Seeing how a little rough Dewdrop is, Rain smirks."Oh, someone's being real impatient,"
"Of course he is impatient, knowing a pretty cock like yours will ram into his hole." Dewdrop bites his lips and grins.
Dewdrop puts all the lube on his hands, rubbing it all over Rain's cock, and pumps it slowly. His action earns a short gasp, a blissful sigh, and a groan from the water ghoul. All the sounds he makes are so heavenly, shaking the hell inside of Dewdrop.
"Now putting them on– oh fuck, here…" Dewdrop lifts his legs to place Rain's cock right in front of his entrance, using the lubed head to lube his hole. Rain unexpectedly spits on Dewdrop's cock and continues to stroke it lazily. It burns him with lust even more.
"Are you finally letting me do it?" Rain whispers in Dewdrop's ear, making sure he won't accidentally hurt him again.
"Yes, I'll let you do it… Ah, mmm, b-but I will rip your shoulder apart if you're pushing me against the wall or making me feel claustrophobic."
All of sudden Dew screams and bites Rain's shoulder, not as a warning, but to let Rain know that it feels so fucking good. Rain quickly thrust his well-lubed cock into Dew's hole right after he got the fire ghoul's permission.
"I can't fucking wait any longer, ahh, s-sorry," Rain's voice shaking from the pleasure. His hand pressing Dew's back closer to his body, while the other is placed on Dew's thigh.
"Oh fuck, youshould'vewarnedmeyouprettybastard– AH FUCK!"
Dew bites Rain so hard that he tears apart a tiny flesh of Rain's shoulder, resulting in minor bleeding. The blood running down Rain's slender arms, and oh it pleases his sight. His hole is being brutalized by the prettiest ghoul he has ever seen, and he loves it. He loves it too much, so he decides to land another small bite on Rain's pretty neck.
Rain moans both in pain and pleasure and pushes Dew's back onto his chest to make him stay on his lap. Rain let out a low growl, bites Dew's ear, and lick it thoroughly. A small squeak escapes Dewdrop's mouth, and Rain's lips form a pleasing smile.
"Rain- oh, fuck, fuck me!" Dewdrop looks down only to see how satisfying it is knowing that Rain's veiny cock pumping into his hole endlessly. The skin around it is tightening, and Rain's pelvis is darkening. Dewdrop tilted his head up, his back arching, only to feel Rain's teeth grazing his pierced nipples. Dewdrop's hand takes a handful of Rain's hair, and the water ghoul groans and pulls his nipple piercing a little with his fangs.
"Fuck, fuck, Dew you are– fucking, tight," Rain is panting, his breath becomes heavy. His hips still thrust mercilessly into Dewdrop's tight ass. His eyes are now half-lidded with lust, but he hugs Dewdrop once again.
Dewdrop is still moaning and riding Rain's cock but stops soon when Rain hugs him.
"Rain? Ahh, Rain? Are you okay?" Dew asks, afraid if he may get too much for Rain. He can feel Rain shaking his head, his thrust becoming softer and slower. What is he doing?
"I'm okay, but are you okay?" Rain asks back.
Dewdrop feels another emptiness sweeps his chest. He's about to blame himself again, but Rain interrupts him by scratching his hair.
"It's okay to be vulnerable, Dew. There's nothing wrong with that." Rain tucks Dewdrop's golden hair behind his ear and kisses his cheeks. "You can't put your guards high every time, you need to let love in. Being loved requires us to be vulnerable around people we trust the most."
Something awakens inside of Dewdrop—and it's not Rain's mighty cock—as he cups Rain's cheek and looks into the water ghoul's eyes.
Amber meets ocean blue. Hellish rage meets the calmness of the sea. What a great opposite.
"Rain…" Dewdrop coos, and gently kisses Rain's lips. Rain responds by pulling him closer, welcoming Dewdrop into his embrace.
"Being vulnerable is the last thing that I would do, I'd rather kill than be vulnerable. I won't do it, not even in the name of love." Dewdrop kisses Rain's neck, he's actually not sure about what to do at this moment.
Rain lets out a long sigh. "When you're finally trusting me to take care of you like this, does it feel bad? You seem to enjoy my cock a little too much," Rain laughs, "but that's okay. Trusting people isn't that bad. And maybe thrusting into them too, as a bonus."
The smaller ghoul smacks his cheek playfully. "The last time I let myself be vulnerable, my ribs got broken."
"That's painful. Doing it way too rough?"
"The ones who bullied me punched me so hard because I thought I could trust them the first time I met them. I was wrong."
"I'm sorry about that, my spicy stuff…" Rain nuzzles into Dewdrop's hair, "sometimes you're going to meet assholes like them to make you learn to appreciate the ones who really love and respect you."
Dewdrop nods, and once again, Rain is right. He doesn't know that this ghoul, who is younger than him, could be this wise. "Where did you learn all that shit, Rainy? You sound oddly wise?" Dewdrop chuckles. Rain smiles and whispering to Dewdrop's ear, "Learning through observing is enough."
They look into each other's faces again and share a passionate kiss. Dewdrop almost tearing up once again, this moment feels so intimate. He's happy that he is finally being understood and seen by other ghouls besides Aether. Maybe all this time the ghouls are trying to understand him… but because he always puts his guard way too high, they failed.
"Hey Rainy, fuck, you're still inside of me!" Dewdrop distracts himself by laughing and moving his hips on Rain's, and Rain kisses his arms lovingly. "Shall we continue?" Rain asked, his eyes focused on Dew's expression. Dewdrop gives him a good nod and circles his arms around Rain's neck.
They continue to make love like there is no tomorrow and make Dew forget all the pain and rage that he carries all this time for a while.
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Kinktober Day 13
Breeding & Public Sex - Aether/Dewdrop
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Tinderbox
Dewdrop/Sodo ghoul x demon!fem!reader smut
WC: 5100
A/N: @endhisbloodlineinmyesophagus ty for being my inspiration during these times of turmoil. Also - set in the roaring Twenties… for no reason other than fun.
Content warnings: fingering, p in v sex, biting, rough sex, marking, kn!fe play, kn!fe k!nk, blood play (towards the end) and consumption. 18+ only. Minors DNI.
NSFW below the cut.
The evening sparkled, there was no other way to describe it. Men in suits, women in sequins, feathers, and fringe-trimmed dresses.
You had one last evening to celebrate after gathering necessary intel on the earthly plane for the devious devils down below who employed you. Everything could have been perfect, had it not been for your choice of company and his complete and utter determination to ruin the evening.
You had spent the entire afternoon doing up your hair, placing the curls just so. Your horns were hidden perfectly beneath the human glamour you had chosen. The dress you chose was as low cut as you could get without being confused for a prostitute. You still had to look your part, after all. You shimmered like an effervescent glass of champagne, all golden and gorgeous from head to toe. The color complimented your human-shade skin so nicely. Even the undergarments you chose were golden, the garter belt holding your hosiery up and the unlined bra doing the same to your soft breasts.
Only one problem.
Dewdrop would not stop reaching under the table towards you. He couldn’t stop fidgeting since you left the hotel room, rather. First it was his shoes, dragging up and down your stocking-clad calves to get your attention, then he switched seats at the four-top, so he would be right next to you. Hands, feet, the backs of your knees, everything was on the table apparently.
His tail snaking its way up the skirt of your dress was the final straw. You were at a nice restaurant trying - failing - to enjoy a nice dinner. Just one teensy weensy thing in your temporary masquerade among the humans. For fucks sake, the place had white linen tablecloths.
Thankfully you were sitting at a corner table.
“Dew.” You said through a forced smile, “I’m being serious this time.”
You took a purposeful sip of your white wine, narrowing your eyes over the rim of the glass. The crisp, dry taste of the chilled beverage kept you from completely scowling at him. At least it did until you felt his tail curling up the edge of your dress again.
You scolded him again, “You know you shouldn’t be doing that, ghoul.”
His face was smug, “I can do whatever I want.”
“Just not whenever you want.” You shot back.
“You can’t deny me.” His gaze was intense, fuck, you wanted to give in to his whims so badly. You couldn’t though, not now. No matter how much you wanted him to bend you over and fuck you on top of this perfectly white cloth-covered table.
“I can, and I am.” Your resolve was firm, but for how much longer it would stay that way, you hadn’t a clue.
The two of you stared intensely at each other, his irises started shifting beneath his glamour, blood-red cutting through.
“Hah!” You exclaimed, though not loud enough to draw any untoward attention, “Sloppy, as usual, Dew. As soon as you get your mind in the gutter you start slipping.”
“As long as you’re there to catch me.” He grinned devilishly, and you could see his fangs poking through.
“I’ll catch you alright.” You sneered, “Right between my teeth I’ll catch you, honeydew.” You ended the sentence calling him your favorite term of endearment while simultaneously dragging your tongue across the top row of your even teeth. The action pointedly reminded him how your glamour was perfectly intact.
What was meant to douse the flames only added fuel to the fire ghoul. But that was the nature of your, rather explosive, relationship.
You opened your folding fan, the air in the room suddenly feeling stale and hot. As you fanned yourself his greedy, ghoulish hands made their way back to your thigh under the table.
You struck his offending hand reflexively before your brain could catch up. Perfectly in time for the runners to bring your appetizers out.
“Thank you.” You smiled graciously, Dew scowled, staring at the human food in front of you both. “Don’t even start now.” You warned him.
“Fine.” He sighed, looking around before scooping up his food and shoveling it down without tasting it. He sat back in his seat as you brought the first bite to your wine-red lips. “I want to play a game.”
“What did you have in mind?” You said absently, glancing around sharply to make sure no one was watching his abhorrent display of table manners.
“If anyone looks too long at you -”
You interrupted him, “Too broad, be specific.” You had another bite of the tangy appetizer.
“Fine.” He huffed, looking around the room before a wicked grin crept over his face. “If that waiter comes over here for no reason again, I get to spank you.”
Touché, that was specific enough. “Oh, I see, and if he comes over here with a purpose?”
“Your choice then.”
“Nah, too boring.” He let out an irritated noise, but you ignored him, “How about this, if you get jealous of him flirting with me, I get at least one more orgasm than you.”
“That’s assuming he will flirt with you, which there’s no way he will do that with me here.” He seemed overly confident. “The human men respect each other way more than they respect women.”
The match was set. “Then you shouldn’t be afraid of being jealous.”
“I’m never jealous.”
“We’ll see about that.” A smirk touched your lips before you finished your plate of food.
You enjoy the rest of your meal, each course exciting your taste buds more than the last. Finally, it was time for dessert. Out came the most decadent looking chocolate frosted cake on a silver platter. The waiter, whose name you learned was Liam after you asked and batted your eyelashes, promptly served you a slice of the checkerboard cake.
You took a huge bite, savoring the sweetness. Vanilla and chocolate, perfect for your indecisive self.
The waiter serves Dewdrop a slice as well before his watchful eyes look at your face again
“Miss, you have some, er, frosting on your cheek.”
“Oh, do I?” You played so innocently. “Be a dear and get it for me, would you?”
“With pleasure.” He plucks a dark napkin from the inside of an otherwise empty wine glass. The man leans in and dabs the cloth on your cheek, the side of his finger brushing your skin excited you. You didn’t break eye contact until you felt the whole table rattle as Dewdrop kicked it.
Moment over.
The waiter straightened and motioned to the bottle of champagne you ordered, averting his eyes from you. He picks up the bottle and begins to tear the gold foil from the top but Dew snatches it out of his hand. His chair makes a scraping squeak as he practically jumps out of it, commanding the room.
You watch wide-eyed as couples conversations at the few surrounding tables begin to die out, their attention turned to the two devils in disguise. Dewdrop removes the fastener with one hand and easily manhandles the bottle with the other.
Damn those perfect hands of his.
You thought he meant to pop the cork barehanded but he surprised you, as well as earned a couple light gasps from nearby tables, as he picked up a knife. He ran it along the seam of the champagne bottle and with a swipe of the blade he sliced the bottle open. It let out a loud pop, and the contents inside bubbled but no liquid spilled, rather, combined with the air in a hiss and left it like a smoking gun.
The scattered applause in the space was no match for Dew’s smirk at you.
Oh he had you. He had you so well. Who would have thought that sabrage could be so sexy?
There was no point in flirting with the human anymore, but you did it anyway. You were already traversing a rocky path, but you wanted to set off a few more traps along the way. So you made sure Dew caught you looking the waiter up and down, raking your gaze over him as he handed you the glass of champagne.
The two of you sat in silence while you finished your beverage and cake. Then you reached for your purse, opening it to find the dark lipstick that needed reapplying.
The waiter came back to your table as you brazenly applied your lipstick in front of the dining room. You did one of your signature moves, sweeping your eyes to look up at him, your lashes batting ever-so-slightly in that way that made mortal men fall to their knees.
“Can I interest you in anything else this evening?” His voice deepened, “Perhaps something off the menu?”
“Oh?” You played up your sweetness to tooth-rotting levels, “What did you have in mind?”
The waiter went to open his mouth and promptly closed it, his expression turning to icy fear. You turned your head to look at Dewdrop just as he hissed at the poor mortal, his eyes glowed red as he purposefully dropped his glamour.
You hit him with your fan again.
It was well past time to leave. You didn’t want the mortal getting in any real trouble with your fire ghoul, so you collected your wits and coat and left promptly, dragging Dew behind you by his necktie.
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You both got in the lift to go up to your shared hotel room. Of course, you had to tell the clerk at the check-in desk that you were “Mr. And Mrs.” since this establishment was more on the high end and yet still cared that a woman couldn’t rent her own room by herself.
Eye roll.
As soon as the doors closed on the lift, the energy changed. The light bulbs dimmed, the panel on the wall containing the floor numbers blinking and flickering before stabilizing. The liftman blinked and shook his head furiously, not understanding what had happened. But you knew, Dewdrop was absorbing power. But for what, you had not the faintest.
As if to prove a point, he snuck his hand behind you, running up the inside of your thigh closest to him and shocking you with static electricity. You tried not to jump, not to give him the satisfaction, but your body betrayed you.
He snickered, causing the elevator operator to glance back over his shoulder, prying eyes turning to see what was happening. Dew growled at him, eliciting the same nasty behavior as he had at the dinner table.
You swatted him with your fan in the ribs, only to get no response. He was locked in a death stare with the poor soul.
There’s only one way to remedy this.
You darted your hand out, nimble fingers digging into Dew’s side to tickle him. He made a high pitched sound that almost made you laugh aloud, turning his red eyes at you. You weren’t intimidated by his glare at all, at least not until the threat spilled like thick poison from between his clenched teeth.
“You’ll pay for that.”
Your stomach squeezed. Dewdrop made more threats than a hellhound has teeth, but this felt like a promise. It was the way he said it that sealed the deal. But you wouldn’t let him win, not yet at least.
“You don’t scare me honeydew.” You let your glamour slip slightly, baring your sharp fangs at him.
The elevator clanged and let out a ding.
“Uh, e- enjoy your evening.” The liftman tripped over his words and opened the door. He was surely too eager to be rid of the both of you.
You slid the metal key from your tiny purse, unlocking the door. Dew grabbed you and opened the door, slamming it loudly behind you. The hotel room was a coffin now, and you were about to be buried alive. Your only warning was his heavy panting breaths and the tight grip on your arm.
Payback time.
He shoved you into the wall roughly, your shoulders taking the brunt of the impact. Dewdrop grabbed you, his claws creating divots in your glamoured skin, and planted his lips on yours. The kiss you shared was equally matched in ferocity and need, sending tingles to the very tips of your fingers. You felt your lust bubbling to the surface, equivalent only to your dark urge to mark him too.
Your hands went up to his cheeks immediately and from there to tangle in his silken white-blonde hair, not letting him go for a second. You couldn’t, holding him close to you was your greatest desire. His kisses smothered you in warmth and his scent of smoke and ash.
He kissed you fervently and rambled as his lips traveled to your face and neck, his right hand moving to the small of your back, long fingers pulling you flush against him while the other knotted itself in your hair. “I’ve wanted to have you since the second you stepped out in that dress. I know you put it on just to tempt me, to tease me.”
“Dewdrop, listen to yourself, I had to wear something. I can’t just go out in public naked.”
You could tell he was picturing it from the way his breath stalled, his teeth freezing over your quickening pulse. Gripping his tie and unfastening it, you broke him out of his wild imagination, snapping it as you tore it from beneath his shirt and jacket.
“No, no you couldn’t.” He managed breathily.
Your breath was just as tremulous, “Tell me why, my ghoul.” Your fingers tugged on the lapels of his jacket, pulling him back in. You were already lust-drunk from just kissing him, but you needed more.
“Because you’re mine.” His gruff voice, the rushed kisses, and the scrapes of his fangs at your throat felt like a drug being injected directly into your bloodstream, and you felt your rational thoughts slipping away into nothingness. All that was left was him. Him and you. The two of you against the world in a time you didn’t belong to.
His left hand grasped the inside of your thigh, which made you eternally grateful for the high-sitting fringe on the dress. You gasped, his warm, long fingers dug into your flesh almost possessively. His desire to mark you as his was as intense as your need to be claimed by him. And you needed to be claimed by him, completely.
He played with the garter straps laying innocently against your legs and traced the seams of your stockings. You stripped his jacket off his shoulders, glad to be ridding him of the superfluous clothing but wincing when his hands left your skin.
His fingers continued to travel upwards, nearing the apex between your thighs. Now he was stalling, those digits you craved so much just hovered, occasionally tickling the crease of your leg. Dewdrop loved to tease you, it was all to get you back for teasing him so much. You knew you earned this, but you wanted him so badly to cross that threshold and touch you where you ached.
He moved his face back from your neck, meeting your eye line, watching you unravel before he’s even done anything to you. That smug look on his face made you unruly, and you flashed your fangs to urge him to get on with it. Dewdrop kissed you as his fingers slid under the seam of your panties. You sucked his bottom lip into your mouth, greedily biting at his lip. He growled in response as he stroked against your slit.
“So fucking wet for me.” He said in the midst of messy kisses, then he bit at your bottom lip, trapping it prisoner between his sharp teeth before drawing back. His eyes were dark as the void itself, “Or is this for him?”
That human? He couldn’t be serious.
“No, Dewdrop, only for you.”
“Fucking better be.” He pressed two fingers inside your aching center.
He tilted your head with his free hand, kissing up your neck and ear again. Your ear which was now pointed, the skin he was kissing melting from an illusory human tone to a color wholly unnatural for a person.
Dewdrop pulled back again, admiring his handiwork. “Now who’s glamour is slipping?” He curled his fingers to punctuate the question, making your thighs fight to close.
Smug bastard.
“Show me.” His eyes glowed intensely. “Let me see you.”
“Are you -” a moan interrupted your question as he added a third finger inside you. Your nails dug into his shoulders. “A-are you sure?” He hadn’t seen you completely without your glamour before, and you felt nervous about bringing it out.
He planted a passionate kiss for assurance to your lips, “Fuck yes.”
“Hmmm,” you hummed, debating whether you should. Then, you realized you could make it a game and a wicked, seductive smile had you goading him, “Make me cum and I will.”
“How can I say no to that?”
You had no warning as his thumb pressed against your clit. His fingers, fuck, they felt too good inside you. It was a curse, as they made it so yours could never measure up.
He kept up his pace, and the stimulation between his fingers and thumb was making you weak. You felt your knees sagging slightly, but he kept you right where he wanted you against that wall. Dew didn’t let up for a moment, giving you all that you craved with the ministrations of his hand and kissed you deeply. You swear even your scalp tingled; you felt lightheaded already. And all the tension between you two earlier? That was the real foreplay.
His fingers kept up their movements, in and out, in and out, giving you that sensation that had you at the end of a rope, hanging on a rope by a thread. Then he curled his fingers and you became flaming cinders burning the rope to ash. Your claws dug into his shoulders as your body tensed, teetering on the precipice of your orgasm.
“Dew -” you whined, trying to hold on.
“Let go for me.” He whispered into your skin before sucking hard on the flesh of your neck.
You cried out in rapture as you shattered. His long fingers stroked you through the fluttering waves of your climax. You thought he would give you more time to come down from your high, but you were wrong. A moan escaped your lips as his fingers left your dripping sex and you looked at him.
Dewdrop’s red eyes were intimidating, and filled with desire. You knew he wouldn’t wait any second longer. He gave you what you wanted, now it was your turn to sate him.
“Turn around.”
You did as you were told, obedient only for him.
He brushed your fallen hair from the back of your neck to expose the top of your dress. His fingers hesitated with the zipper for a second too long before he let go of you. You were about to complain when you felt the cold press of metal skate up the back of your thigh. Your veins turned icy and made you go rigid as the metal glided up and under the hem of your dress. Far too close to your heat. Dewdrop grabbed the bottom of your dress in his other hand and with a swipe, shredded the garment from your body.
“Dew! I liked that dress!” The shorn pieces lay in tatters at your feet along with the knife you recognized from dinner earlier. He must have pocketed it after popping open the champagne bottle.
“I’ll get you another one.” He sized you up, looking you up and down. “Drop your glamour. Now.”
You wanted to protest, but you knew he was just like you in this regard: Stubborn to a fault. It was his turn to get his way, and you had to give in.
You rolled your shoulders, removing your bra, then unclipping the garter belt from your middle. Concentrating, you closed your eyes, shifting into your true form, your hellish form. Your twin horns sprouting from beneath your thick hair, your tail appearing behind you, and your skin turning an inhuman shade somewhere between dusk and dawn. Your nails lengthened into claws and your teeth did the same, became sharper and deadly.
Used to seeing so many parts of Dewdrop, it wasn’t anything new per se to have him do the same, but at the same time - it was. The air changed, it felt thick as you inhaled, taking him all in. Showing yourselves to each other shouldn’t have mattered so much. But this added a layer of intimacy to your tryst. Two demons in their true forms, finding temporary solace in each other's arms in this isolating earthly plane.
Ironically, it was a slice of heaven.
“You’re perfect like this.” He ran his tongue over his sharp teeth.
“Am I?”
“Yes.” He kissed you again, deeply, with a depth of lust you couldn’t place yet. His voice dropped low, “Now I think I might die if I’m not inside you. Get up there.” He ended the sentence with a chaste pinch on your exposed ass cheek.
You knew better at this point than to ask him if he wanted you face up or down.
It was a face down kind of night.
He didn’t waste a breath, no sooner had you “assumed the position” and he was behind you, bare, and pressing against your rear.
An embarrassingly needy sound escaped you, but you couldn’t help it. You were like Pavlov’s dog and Dewdrop trained you exceedingly well.
And he rewarded you even better.
He fisted your hair with one hand, pulling you back so you felt him right there. His thick cock rested perfectly against your wet cunt, and you wiggled your ass back and forth to coat his length with your juices. He twitched, hand reaching out to line himself up with your entrance.
This was always the part that made your toes curl and your breath stall. The calm before the storm with the tip of his hard dick against your lips. Every muscle tensed, your demon body roaring internally, needing to be taken by him, demanding to be claimed.
“Fuck.” He cursed under his breath as he pressed himself inside you, and you felt that familiar burning stretch. Your nails dug into the sheets for leverage, and you arched your back further, pressing back to ensure he buried himself to the hilt on the first go. Your mouth hung open as he bottomed out, then he immediately withdrew, leaving only the tip inside you before slamming his hips back against yours. His grip on your waist tightened as he started a rhythm that had you crying out for gods you didn’t believe in.
“You think that stupid, human, waiter could fuck you as good as me?” He was relentless, rutting into you like an unbridled animal. If there was one thing about Dewdrop you could always count on, it was that he would put all of his rage into fucking you. He held onto his emotions from the day and completely let go, only for you.
“Is that, fuck, is that jealousy I hear?”
“Maybe it is.” You felt his claws coming out, digging into your soft hips.
You growled, the feeling of your ass cheeks vibrating with every thrust of his hips meeting yours was spurring you on more. Just then, an idea in the heat of the moment hit you. You craned your neck to rake your gaze over him, distracting him with your pleading eyes. “Give me more, please Dew. I need more.”
He took the bait. His dark eyes locked on yours, “You’ll take whatever I give you, harlot.”
You used his distraction to snake your tail up and behind his back, careful to avoid his in the process. The spaded end of the appendage dragged itself underneath his arm, running along his ribs with a feather-light touch.
He jolted, not hesitating to give you a hard smack on your right ass cheek before pulling out of you. The feeling of being empty made you clench, alarm sounds ringing in your feverish brain. You sat up, playing innocent even though he would never buy it, “It was an accident.”
“I don’t care.” He shifted himself so his back was against the pillows along the headboard. “You want to misbehave then you’re going to have to work for it.” His red eyes flicked downward before landing back on your nude frame and he crossed his arms.
“With pleasure.” You purred, mocking the sentence the waiter had said to you earlier. Only now, it was to further goad the fire ghoul. Moving to straddle him, you kept your gaze on him, your throne to sit and satisfy yourself upon. Just you wait, ghoul, I’ll make you scream for me.
Your shoulders moved like a feline predator stalking its prey as you crawled up onto his lap. You rose up on your knees. He remained in his unhelpful posture, arms crossed. That’s fine. He never could keep himself from touching you for long. Your hand touched his length, stroking him lazily several times while watching his face closely, his only reaction being a slight purse of his lips. You knew he was probably biting the inside of his cheek to keep himself so stoic.
You moved to be above him, lining his cock up with your entrance and sinking down on him. You bit your lip to keep from moaning and Dewdrop hissed in response. Fuck. It didn’t matter how many times you did this, it felt so fucking good every time.
You lifted yourself back up, wanting to start slow, but Dew had other ideas. He swiftly grabbed your hips and forced you back down on him hard, punching the air from your lungs with the strength of his thrust. A cry escaped from your lips.
He was never able to help himself from manhandling you, especially when you were on top. But, it was unusual for him to lose his patience so quickly. He bucked his hips up into you as you tried and failed to establish a pace. He wouldn’t let you go, his claws digging into the plush skin at your waist possessively.
“Dew!” You gasped his name as he claimed the flesh of your neck, biting and sucking everywhere he could.
Frustration and pleasure hit you right in your middle. No movement was your own. He was relentless. And he was not loosening his grip on you for a second. He was so out of control it seemed, like some part of him had woken up and seized authority over his brain.
It was because you dropped your glamour.
The realization hit you right as you began to see stars once more. It was so good. Too good. Just his cock inside you and you felt yourself barreling towards another orgasm. His pace was almost cruel, dragging you up and pulling you back down, feeling every inch of him.
Another heavy breath escaped you before you could speak, “Dewdrop?”
He cursed again, “What?” His hand fisted your hair, catching your lip between his fangs and tasted you.
You broke the kiss, biting the inside of your cheek to ground you. The pain helped you find your words, “You want me to be yours?”
“Yes.” He growled, “Fuck.”
Your voice was barely a whisper now as you fought harder to stave off your climax, “All yours?”
“Yes.”
You snaked your tail up again, this time caressing the side of his neck with the spaded end. You dragged it back, brushing his long hair away from his neck, exposing the skin peppered by smudges of your lipstick.
“Then let me mark you.”
A sound escaped him that was between a breathy laugh and a scoff. “I knew that’s what you wanted.” His pupils nearly completely enveloped his red eyes, and you knew yours were blown just as wide. “Take your pleasure from me, temptress.”
Without hesitation, you sink your teeth into the pale grey flesh of his neck as you reach ecstasy. You taste him in your mouth, then everywhere all at once. His blood is a liquid inferno on your tongue, igniting your senses. Your cries are muffled as you feel every muscle in your strong demonic body clench simultaneously. You hold him tight, claws taking root in his skin, as though he is your very life force as you ride the waves of your pleasure.
Feeling your orgasm is more than enough to put him over the edge with you. You felt his dick twitching as he spilled himself deep inside of you and filthy words of lust leave his lips.
“Fuck. You’re all mine. Now and fucking forever.”
You release your mouth from his neck to allow him his turn, admiring for a slim moment the mark worth your canines. A breath barely passes your lips before he yanks your hair to the side and bites down on your neck, marking you back, his cock still pulsing inside you.
Your eyes close tightly and you roll your hips, following the rhythm of each lap of his tongue on your neck until he breaks his hold on you. Both of you groan from the overstimulation, but your body fails you, feeling too spent to go another round right now.
You don’t waste time. Dewdrop is not one for cuddles, usually, but neither are you. A discomfort fills your body when you pull yourself off him, but you brush it off as the true nature of your hellish form overstaying its welcome.
Standing from the bed, you made your way to the vanity. Spying your glamourless self was not new, but it stirred something within you. Seeing the bite marks, hickies, and scratches he left gave you a tingling feeling.
You never came out from a tryst with Dew looking unscathed, but this was different. You brought a hand to your swollen bottom lip and ran your other hand through your hair, touching your pointed ears. Sighing, you went to change back, concentrating on changing your skin, your patterning back to human-like.
Dewdrop seized your wrist, “No.”
You jumped, whirling towards him. You hadn’t realized he even got out of bed. “No?”
“Just stay yourself a little longer.” His fiery gaze dropped almost timidly to the floor, “Please. I like you like this.”
Words failed you. But how could you possibly ignore his plea?
The answer?
You couldn’t.
Anything for your fire ghoul.
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— ‘you’ve got to press it on you.’
characters. dewdrop, rain, swiss, mountain, phantom
themes. SMUT
[warnings] smut, blood, biting, dacryphilia, size kink, corruption kink, light choking, mirror sex, spanking
[gender neutral reader]
ghoulettes
a/n: they’re ghouls, read at your own risk
➳ dewdrop
he def fucks with a PASSION
very accommodating
if you want to go slow, he’ll go slow
if you want it rough, he’ll be rough
he can be whatever you’d like, praise or degradation
‘oh yeah, that’s it baby— fuck you really know how to move, where’d you learn that hm? you fucking the other ghouls?’
POWER BOTTOM
i said what i said
dew loves to watch you ride him
and he loves to hold your hips to guide your movements
it’s definitely his favorite position
he doesn’t mind topping tho
this ghoul will mark you up until your neck is painted in your own blood
he’ll lick it up cause he love how sweet you taste
“such a pretty thing covered in your own blood and my cum, fuck you turn me on.”
you lay breathlessly on top of the ghoul as he pets your head. you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve cum, your mind fuzzy and fucked out.
“few more rounds yeah?” dewdrop states moving so he’s now on top of you.
he slips himself back inside you with little effort, using his own cum that’s on you as a lubricant.
you groan into your pillow at the stretch of him. no matter how many times you do it, it still burns in the best way possible.
“that’s it, you’re so good at taking my dick.” he says before leaning over to bite your shoulder.
➳ rain
he doesn’t fuck
he makes love
and he’s so good at it
gives the BEST head
he would stay between your legs for hours if you’d let him
shower sex
y’all are always fuckin in the shower or in some kind of water
oddly enough he’s not a fan of bath sex
the water splashes on the floor and you almost slipped because of it one time
shamelessly loud moans
he breathes heavily after he cums that’s so hot holy fuck
he’ll definitely thank you while cumming
‘thankyouthankyouthankyou— hgnnn i love you so much’
loves to make out with you while he’s inside you
he’s def cried after sex cause it felt so good but don’t tell anyone that
your lips are starting to go numb because of the heavy make out session between the both of you. it almost distracts you from the slow but skilled rolling of his hips into yours. almost.
“you feel so good around me, satan i love you so much.” rain says before moving back into the kiss and pinning you more up against the shower wall.
the water pours down both of your bodies and something about it just absolutely does it for rain.
“you look so amazing like this, soaking wet while i drill my cock into you.” he moans.
➳ swiss
kinky bastard
degradation king
but like his aftercare is amazing so it’s fine
corruption kink
fav position is doggy
loves shoving your face into a pillow while he plows you from behind
also likes to lean down and yank you up so he can hold your neck
has marked you everywhere
needs to let everyone know you’re his
‘you’re mine, don’t forget that’
almost bit a major artery in your leg
ALMOST
there was a lot of blood but it’s okay cause you didn’t die and it only turned him on more
he will try any angle that feels good
he MAKES you flexible
this bitch definitely growls
LOVES to make you watch how he disappears inside you
def has a mirror next to his bed
“look at how good i fuck you.” swiss grips your face and makes you turn to look at yourself in the mirror next to him bed. “look at how well your slutty hole takes me ahh fucking whore for my cock.”
you let out a pathetic whimper that makes swiss chuckle as he pushes your head back into the mattress.
“keep your eyes on me.” he whispers in your ear as he holds the back of your neck. he plants a swift smack on your ass before rubbing his hand over it gently to soothe the sting.
“good play thing.”
➳ mountain
he knows his size
he also knows how to use it
OH LORD
he is so gentle tho
a little scared he’ll hurt you
he also can’t degrade you
he tried and HE ended up crying
loves how he towers over your body
can and will man handle you which means he will fuck you everywhere he can
the wall, the bathroom, the practice room
everywhere
loves the thrill of getting caught
‘shhh baby you don’t want us to get caught do you?’
he loves when you’re vocal, since he kinda just grunts and groans
mountain lifts your leg gently for better access and you can’t help but moan loudly before his hand covers your mouth and he leans down to whisper in your ear.
“so loud, i’m starting to think you want someone to catch us pretty thing.”
your eyes squeeze shut as your body is hit with another wave of pleasure as you feel mountain’s free hand take yours to guide it down your chest and stop at your abdomen before pressing down.
“i’m right here, you feel that?”
➳ phantom
i love phantom i do but he’s younger and doesn’t have as much as experience as the other ghouls
that being said
he focuses a little too much on himself but
HE WHIMPERS
‘ah fuck’
he loves holding you close to him while thrusting into you
doesn’t pull out all the way, he kind of just jerks into you really fast
lil jackhammer
he learns how to make you feel good from your guidance
likes when you communicate how you feel during sex
he likes seeing you cry but only because it feels good
he doesn’t like hurting you
bites you but not hard enough to draw blood
he likes praising you
very possessive
phantom places gentle kisses over the fresh indent of his teeth on your neck while holding onto you for dear life.
“such a good little thing for me nghh so tight, all mine.”
you’ll admit he was going a little too fast for it to feel good on you end, that was until you adjusted your hips and he started hitting a certain spot that had your legs shaking.
phantom takes notice of this almost immediately.
“i hit your sweet spot didn’t i?”
“p-phantom i need to you slow down and keep that angle.” your eyes are practically rolling back into your head at this point as he listens to your instructions.
“fuck you’re squeezing me so tight.”
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something about masked men…like damn
I would let them run me over for fun
Still learning about these so
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The Ghouls In Heat HC's
Non-Descript!Fem!Reader x Sodo, Swiss, Phantom, Aether, Rain, Mountain, Cirrus and Cumulus (seperate)
❗️ CW ❗️: nsfw, breeding kink, light exhibitionist kink, dry humping, very horny Ghouls/Ghoulettes, knotting, talk of pregnancy, underwear sniffing, plugging, oral sex, masturbation, cock warming, primal kink, overprotective, posessive, marking, scenting, edging, perv behaviour?, overstimulation, brief mention of bondage.
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SODO
his body heat is insane when he's in his rut, cannot be under any blankets or they'll shrivel up with burns.
his needy-ness varies a lot more than the other ghouls during heat.
he tends to want to be holed up in his room with you, doesn't want you to move a muscle without telling him exactly what you're doing first.
he has such an intense urge to provide for you, he goes a bit insane and overprotective to the point where people aren't aloud to walk past his room in case Sodo attacks them.
mating press or doggy all day, he also won't object to some cowgirl/reverse cowgirl when he gets tired but still super horny.
he constantly has a knot or he's building up to one
wants to be smothered in your scent 24/7 so he takes all your clothes out of your closet and scatters them messily around the room
he will also encourage you to not wear any clothes, they'll only get in his way
just needs to touch you at all times, you have to peel him off of you and convince him for 5 minutes that you won't leave him forever when you go to use the bathroom.
sometimes he's crying/whining and scratching at the door if you take too long.
2 minutes feels like an eternity when he's away from you so be sure to give him some intensive cuddles and let him breed you all nice once you're done in the bathroom.
biting any accessible skin at all times.
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SWISS
horny motherfucker is even more horny if that's possible.
will rut against anything, your leg? the floor? his guitar? the wall? it's all covered in his cum.
loves to bend you over every object in sight, he doesn't care if it's in a public space as long as he gets to have you.
all he really wants is to hold you really close to him as he rolls his hips rhythmically against yours, catching you on his knot.
wants to feel like he's protecting you and his yet to be conceived kits.
loves to stare at his cocks outline pumping in and out of your stomach.
he fucking loves when you're loud, he will hunch over you just so he can hear your whines clearly.
like Sodo he wants to smell you all the time, he probably won't hole you up in his room but if you let him you best believe he will carry around a pair of your underwear that's coated in your arousal/cum.
he needs to be able to smell you at any time, what if it's an emergency? :(
sometimes his heat creeps up on him and hits before he's able to find you so he's just trying to get himself off as he writhes on the floor with your underwear pushed to his nose/mouth, waiting for you to find him.
you usually find him pretty quickly, he can't even stop tugging at his cock when he tries to explain to you through hooded eyes that he's began his heat and needs you if you're willing.
doesn't stop talking about how beautiful your kits will be.
especially when you're completely caught on his knot so he can't leave your pretty pussy until it goes down.
he will ask if you'd be comfortable with Sodo joining in on the fun ;)
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PHANTOM
poor baby is so confused when he wakes up from a nap to these overpowering hot flushes and doesn't understand why his cock's so painfully hard, pressed up against the mattress.
he try's to jerk off like usual but he doesn't understand why he just doesn't feel any satisfaction after cumming, if anything it makes him harder.
he goes completely off of his instincts, forgetting the conversation he had about heats with the other ghouls.
his brain is just like 'wanty/n, needy/n, wanty/n, needy/n' on a repeating loop so he's quick to wake you up.
he's only just able to utter out a few words of what's happening before he's pulling you flush against him and dry humping you erratically, moans of relief falling from his lips.
he'd be overjoyed if you let him get off on any part of your body.
he smothers you in kisses, trying to take you all in at once.
he's in heaven when he finally gets inside you, a long whine rumbling from deep in his chest, he almost cums on the spot at feeling you squeeze around him.
he loves mating press like most ghouls during heat, he also loves cowgirl and fucking you while spooning.
he cannot physically bring himself to ever leave you, wether he means leave your side or leaving your pussy, he'll whine like a bitch if you try.
he needs you to smell like him so expect a lot of scenting, he gets high off of smelling your arousal getting mixed with his.
he gets smoochy and smooshes against you like a cat.
so many 'i love you's' and general praising, he wants the first time he gets you pregnant to be special after all.
He has also gotten into the habit of kneading your breasts like a cat does with a blanket, anything to help your lactation even though you’re not even pregnant yet.
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AETHER
he's a lot more in control of his emotions unlike the others but he still feels its all just as intensely.
needs to just feel you in his arms a lot, likes seeing you caged safely between them when he fucks you.
he's quite sensual when fucking you but their's always that underlying desperation to it, his pace quickening slightly or his breaths getting impossibly more ragged.
his ideal day when he's in heat is being with you the whole day, no plans, continuously fucking and cuddling so he can look down at you at the end of the day asleep on his chest knowing your pussy is drowning in his cum.
it physically hurts his cock and his heart to picture his release spilling out of you, he hates the thought that the load currently spilling out of you could've been the one that got you pregnant
plugs are his saviour during this time.
he nuzzles closely to your stomach/thighs, minutes after his knot had popped inside of you, talking to your pussy as he plugs you gently while whispering little prayers to Him that this is the knot. this one will get you nice and round with his kits.
he naps a lot during heat, he's a big boy after all so he always asks if you'll let him fall asleep between your thighs.
a lot of the time this ends in his nose nudging/snuggling unconsciously against your clit all night or his tongue straight up lolling out of his mouth to try and taste your entrance through your underwear. (all of this happening when he's asleep)
just let him fuck a kit into you then get pussy drunk :(
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RAIN
oh my sweet water ghoul.
he likes to fuck in some form of water 90% of the time, wether that's the shallows of the abbeys lake, the bath or the shower.
he's already sensitive but being in the water just makes it double and he has so much stamina that he'll go for at least three rounds before he's shaking in your arms from overstimulation while still needing more.
he's always scenting you, it makes him feel so many emotions to bite into you while he's balls deep in you.
Also has a habit of licking you, specifically your neck and collar bone/shoulders
he feels closest to you when his knot's in you, he like to just cuddle while you cock warm his knot but he can easily be swayed to just fuck it into you until it pops.
he likes to make nests and will pamper you until you're ready to take him again.
Your little exhibitionist will try to palm himself or hump you in front anyone and everyone
don't be mad at him, his cock hurts so bad he just wants to cum :(
he adores finishing in you like all ghouls, but he also love to cum in your mouth and on your stomach 'right there my love, that's where our kit will grow'
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MOUNTAIN
will 1000% drag you out into the forrest during his rut.
he makes a proper nest and fights of any potential threats (those poor fireflies)
sleeps under the moonlight with his body safely curled around yours, his cock safely sheathed in you or between your thighs.
Needs to be close to you at all times or he’ll start growling and his nose/mouth will twitch and drool, showing off his fangs like a dog when it’s mad or territorial.
like Phantom, he also scents you a lot and rubs his whole body against yours.
He communicates in chitters and chirps a lot during his heat apart from the praises that are spoken in english or ghoulish.
you feel so good around him, sometimes he forgets what plane of existence he's on and confuses his languages.
he fucks you with PASSION, like a beast.
his only thoughts during his heat is 'need to make you feel good... i need to feel good... and i need you pregnant with my kit'
He’s affectionately primal when he fucks you.
Sort of animal like, lots of growls and grunts as he completely ruins you in the nest, won’t let you stray from his arms.
when his ruts over and you return to your ministry dorms covered in cum and dirt, you both take one or two more days off with each other to recover and check in.
he's very sweet and concerned after all his heats, he knows it can be intense on the receiving end ;)
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CIRRUS
She gets crazy dominant during her heats.
At first she lets you go about your day without question.
But you'd be a fool to think she'd not follow you around like an assassin, tracking your every move and pouncing on you when you least expect it.
She gets such a rush from seeing your shocked, flustered face beneath her.
Almost every heat consists of her roughly pegging you to the wall or floor so she can tease her knee between your thighs, licking long strips up your neck to then get up and leave you hot and bothered.
it's a cycle she'll repeat all day.
And then after said long day, she ties you to the bed and continues the process with more intensity.
She does make sure you cum though, once she feels temporarily satiated and you're sobbing with need.
Only then does she go down on you or rut into you with the biggest strap she owns, until you've passed out from overstimulation.
Oh and don't think she won't edge you in front of other ghouls or siblings of sin, even papas.
If they get too close she won't hesitate to show them how much you need her.
Her and only her.
She probably marks you more than any other Ghoul/Ghoulette, on your neck, cheek, breasts, stomach, thighs, legs, she wants it all.
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CUMULUS
She stays in her room during all of her ruts and refuses to leave, she won't make you stay with her, but she will be very grateful if you do.
Her heats aren't like the other ghouls in the sense of being insatiably horny and just needing to chase that release, for her, this time is about showing you how much she loves you and how much you mean to her by gentle yet lustful acts.
This time is about both of you, not just her need to get off.
She's extra sensitive during her heats so a firm thrust of your thigh against her core and your thumb brushing over her nipple is enough to make her squirm and crumble.
Or maybe you'll kiss her passionately, gently rub her clit in circles, then sit on her face and she's moaning into your core as she cums HARD.
She's especially vocal during this time, you have to know how good you're making her feel.
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Sorry but Swiss is the type of Ghoul who would cover Dews upper body with whipped cream, chocolate syrup and strawberries and then go and lick it all of.
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