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mac-and-thefox · 4 months

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Strong for Somebody Else

Chp 3 - You Guide Me in to Safety and Silence

Mountain finally allows himself to relax and spend time with Dew.

Finally, some sweet, loving MountainDew smut as a break before things return back to angst and suspense!

Dew's anatomy described as cunt, pussy, clit

Some flower language featured in this chapter:

Begonia - warning about the future and unpleasant thoughts, caution and consideration

Red Tulip - eternal love and passion, my feelings are true

Calamintha - shyness

WC - 7,820

Or, under the cut HERE!!

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Mountain grunted under the weight of the branches he carried on his back. He trudged forward, heaving the wood into the bonfire, watching sparks billow towards the sky with the addition to the intense, white-hot flames. His attention lingered on the way the sparks blended with the stars, and took a deep breath in of the cool, late autumn air. His mind drifted to Omega, as it had been all day since his conversation with Aether. He was reluctant to admit it to himself, but there was a small voice in the back of his mind not fully put at ease by Aether's reassurances.

The crunch of leaves to his left brought him out of his thoughts as he heard Ifrit approaching, adding his own bundle of branches into the fire and a spark of his infernal fire along with them. Mountain watched as the fire ghoul brushed his hands off and placed them on his hips, a self-satisfied grin on his face. Mountain chuckled and gently shook his head.

“What? I did pretty good, don’t you think?” Ifrit said, gesturing towards the roaring flames dramatically.

Mountain chuckled and shook his head again as he walked towards the fire ghoul, wrapping his arms around his waist.

“Yes, truly your best work yet.” he said, not hiding the playful sarcasm in his voice.

“Well, I don’t know if I’d go quite that far…the great Beltane of 2011 was pretty spectacular. Damn near burned Meg’s eyebrows off.” Ifrit laughed, wrapping his arms around the taller ghoul.

He felt Mountain tense slightly at the name, his face flickering with stress, and sighed. “Sorry, Juniper, I know you went to see him yesterday.” he whispered.

Mountain kissed the top of Ifrit’s head between his horns, taking his hand and guiding him to sit next to the fire. He curled in close to his side, trying to escape the damp coolness of the ground beneath them.

“Don’t apologize, Sunspot. I know you’re worried about him too.” He threaded their fingers together, and turned his attention back to the flames.

“So how was he?” Ifrit asked, watching Mountain’s face carefully.

“Not great,” Mountain whispered, tucking his head into Ifrit’s neck. “He wasn’t himself, Frit. They’re still giving him sedatives and…and he said he was seeing Papa.” He curled into Ifrit tighter, fighting back the shake in his voice.

Ifrit pulled away slightly, craning his neck to try to look into Mountain’s eyes, “Juniper…are you saying Omega knows where Papa is?”

“No…I’m saying Meg was seeing Papa in the room with us. Sunspot, there was no one there. Aether says maybe he’s just grieving but…I’m worried. More than I was before. Much more.”

Mountain could feel himself slipping, the stress coming back, the small voice raising its concerns louder. “I don’t–I don’t know. I don’t want to believe it, but Ifrit, what if Aether is wrong? What if this isn’t grief but something…worse?”

“Hush, Juniper, you’re getting yourself worked up. Aether knows what he’s talking about, he knows Meg better than any of us. That’s his mentor, remember? If Aeth says he’s grieving, we need to give him time and see what comes of this.” Ifrit soothes, rubbing his hand up and down Mountain’s back to slow his breathing. “The Clergy is taking care of him.”

Mountain just curled into Ifrit tighter, trying to focus on his breathing and the slow circles being rubbed into his back. He felt his head swim and his limbs shake. He hated that any part of his mind doubted Aether, he hated that the stress of the last few weeks was causing him to doubt someone he cared about and trusted so much. He felt the tears sting at his eyes and bit his cheek, willing them not to fall.

“What’s this, a fireside cuddle session and no one invited me?” Mountain jumped slightly at the unexpected lilting voice behind him, having been too lost in his head to hear the crunching footsteps approaching from the direction of the Abbey.

“Sorry, Dewbug, you’d think I’d know better than to start a bonfire without our Water ghoul again.” Ifrit chuckled, straightening up to turn and look at Dew. Mountain tried to subtly wipe his eyes against Ifrit’s shoulder before turning to look at Dew as well. He let go of Ifrit’s waist to open his arms in an invitation.

“Hey Water Lily. Come join us?” Mountain said, trying to mask the tremor in his voice. He didn’t want to worry Dew, though he knew eventually he’d have to divulge his thoughts about his concerns to him, and to Zephyr as well. Dew walked over to stand between Ifrit and Mountain, placing a hand on top each of their heads, caressing the base of their horns. Mountain hummed and wrapped his tail around Dew’s thin leg, softly leaning into the Water ghoul.

“I’d love to, Rosebud, but I don’t think your fire is going to stick around much longer. I was actually coming out here to tell you that Aeth and Zephyr almost have dinner ready and also to warn you that the storm is going to hit any minute now.” Dew lifted his face towards the sky, smelling the thickening scent of ozone and feeling the water in his veins pull in that telltale way it does before it rains. Ifrit stood up, gently pulling Mountain’s hand to get him to stand as well.

“Well, I guess that’s my cue then. I’m not gonna be much use if it rains and besides, Zeph’s probably looking for me by now anyway.” Ifrit shrugged. “You know how stiff they get when the weather changes. A living heating pad’s job is never done” he chuckled, kissing both Dew and Mountain on the cheek before heading off towards the ghouls’ den. Dew smiled fondly at Ifrit’s receding figure and turned towards Mountain.

“Hey you.”

“Hey you,” Mountain replied, feeling some of the stress melt away from his bones already at the sight of the water ghoul’s smile, always so genuine and kind.

“I can see the begonias sprouted behind your ears, Mount. What were you thinking so deeply about?”

Mountain hesitated, torn between being honest with Dew about the events of the past couple days and simply enjoying this time with his Water ghoul. Was it selfish to want to just…be happy for a moment after the past couple weeks? He let out a chuff, choosing the latter and pulling Dew into his arms, wrapping the smaller ghoul into a warm embrace.

“Just thinking that I hope I didn’t forget anything on my list before this storm comes.” Mountain pet his hand over Dew’s head, letting the ghoul’s silky, silver hair run through his fingers like water from a stream.

Dew chirped, pushing his head up into Mountain’s hand, seeking more pressure from the Earth ghoul’s fingers. Mountain chuckled and scratched lightly at Dew’s scalp with his claws. His chest bloomed with warmth at the purr and soft headbutt he received in payment of his efforts. Dew wrapped his arms around Mountain’s middle, tipping his head up and resting his chin over Mountain’s sternum to look the larger ghoul in the eye. He reached up to pluck a red tulip that had popped up to join the begonias growing in Moutain’s auburn waves, bringing it up to his nose and peeking up at Mountain through his long, silver lashes.

Mountain flushed a slight green across his cheeks, his Earth magick showing his feelings towards Dew like an open book. He pressed Dew tighter to himself, a rumble kicking up deep in his chest.

“I love you, Bug.”

Dew pulled back slightly and tucked the tulip behind his ear, smiling, “I know.”

He peeked around Mountain at the rapidly approaching clouds darkening the sky and crowding out the sunset that had settled over the grounds.

“Are you coming in soon? The storm is gonna be here in a quick bit and well…I'm getting cold,” Dew squeaked out a quiet giggle and buried his face back into Mountain's chest as the wind picked up, whipping his silver hair around them.

Mountain looked over Dew's head at the fire beginning to flicker with the increase of wind. “I just have a couple bags of clippings and leaves left. I'll meet you back inside once I've gotten this taken care of. It shouldn't be too much longer.”

Dew trilled, reaching up on his tiptoes towards Mountain’s face. Mountain bent down towards him, allowing the smaller ghoul to touch their noses together softly. “I'll see you in a bit then. I'll tell Zeph and Aether to save you a plate of stew.”

Mountain waved his fingers as Dew flitted off back to the Abbey, feet barely touching the ground like the little fey he was. Once the Water ghoul was gone from view he sighed, pulling the collar of his coat up around his ears and turning back to the fire and the remaining bags of leaves, bracing against the wind.

***

An hour later, Mountain trudged through the doors of the ghouls’ den, heading down the hallway to his room. He was cold, bone-tired, all around just very fatigued with the events of the last few days. Passing the common area he could see that dinner had already been cleared away. Curled up on a couch in front of the wood-burning stove were Ifrit and Zephyr, wrapped around each other in a tangle of limbs and tails. He arrived at his door and leaned his head against the door frame, taking a few deep breaths before turning the knob and stepping over the threshold.

Dew looked up from his spot on the massive bed, his book from Zephyr open in his lap. He chirped softly at the Earth giant shucking his muddy boots off and shrugging his heavy canvas coat from his shoulders.

“I saved you some food. It’s on your desk if you’re hungry,” Dew put his book aside and scooted over to sit cross-legged on the edge of the bed, watching the Earth ghoul peel off his layers.

Mountain pulled his shirt over his head, tossing the garment into the corner basket. He looked over to the desk at the tray of stew and a plate of fresh herbed bread, courtesy of Ifrit sweet-talking the Sisters in the Abbey pantry. The smell of the hearty, comforting meal filled his nose and made his mouth water.

“I’m famished, Bug, it smells delicious. I can’t wait to eat this, but I think a shower is in order first.”

Dew’s ears perked up at Mountain’s words, tail swishing behind him excitedly, “Do you want some company?”

Mountain smiled at the enthusiasm of the Water ghoul on the bed, “Sure, Droplet.”

Dew put his book to the side and hopped off the bed, padding towards the bathroom on the balls of his feet, bouncing with each step. The two stripped and stepped into the shower together. Mountain stood up to his full height under the stream of water stretching his arms behind his head, grateful yet again for shower heads that were actually tall enough for his, at least partially glamored, full frame. Whorls of steam filled the air and curled softly around the ceiling lights even though the water had only been running for a short time, courtesy of Dew’s water magick. The steam and heat wrapped itself around Mountain’s tired limbs, loosening his sore muscles and allowing his hunched and tired shoulders to drop, finally relieved of the tension from the day’s physical labor and emotional baggage. Eucalyptus and lavender mixed into the steam, filling the room with a delicious, aromatic fog. Dew wrapped his arms around Mountain’s middle embracing him, drawing a purr from the Earth giant as he felt Dew smiling into the small of his back. Dew relaxed into the taller ghoul, his own purr joining Mountain’s chest-deep rumble, a musical harmony of long-sought comfort and contentment.

Dew shifted around to Mountain’s front, peering up through the steam trying to find his face. He reached a hand up, beckoning to the taller ghoul. Mountain bent and lowered his head, allowing Dew to cup his cheek and brush back the wet tendrils of chestnut hair falling across his face and into his eyes. Mountain sighed and leaned into the cool touch, watching Dew’s large blue eyes track over his face as he ran his spindly fingers through Mountain’s wet tresses. It had been such a long few weeks, and he was so tired. He deserved this. He deserved to have this time to just…rest. To just…exist in this moment. To take pleasure in Dew’s simple touch.

Something snapped in Mountain’s mind and he sank slowly to the shower floor at Dew’s feet. He knelt, sitting back on his haunches in front of the smaller ghoul, water running down his chest in rivulets and pooling on the tile around his knees. He brought his hands up to rest on Dewdrop’s narrow hips, watching his fingers span the width of Dew’s waist, rubbing his thumbs across his hip bones. Lithe hands landed on Mountain’s shoulders and he shivered at the feather-light touch, lacing his fingers together at the small of Dew’s back and drawing the Water ghoul in closer to stand between his spread knees. Mountain leaned in and ran his nose up Dew’s sternum, breathing in and chuffing at the scent of petrichor and water lilies amplified by the shower steam. He kissed along Dew’s collarbones, sucking small marks into the milky skin below his lips. Mountain sat back and tightened his grip around Dew’s waist at the sight of the bruises blooming from his ministrations like delicate flowers floating on cream.

Mountain felt Dew’s hands cup his cheeks and guide his face gently upwards to face him. Dew peered into his eyes, aquamarine meeting forest green being quickly blown out and consumed with black. His brow furrowed as a concerned look clouded his fey-like face.

“...Mounty?” Dew murmured.

Mountain whined low in his throat, gently pulling the Water ghoul back into him. He wrapped his arms around Dew; one arm around his waist, the other roaming the space between Dew’s back and shoulder blades, feeling out the knobs in the smaller ghoul’s spine with the tips of his fingers. He brought his lips back to Dew’s chest, tasting him, laying reverent kisses and soft bites in a path that trailed from Dew’s pecs down to his stomach. He slowly made his way from Dew’s navel back up his body to his chest again, latching onto a pierced nipple and sucking gently, tugging on the bar lightly with his teeth.

He was allowed to have this. He was allowed to let go.

“Bug, please…” Mountain whispered into Dew’s skin, “Need you.”

Dew gasped, bringing his hands to Mountain’s horns. He held the Earth ghoul’s head softly to him as Mountain moved from Dew’s chest up to his neck. He whimpered, feeling Mountain’s tongue run lightly over his gills, feeling oh so small as Mountain held him delicately, tentatively, in his large callused hands waiting for granted consent.

“Take what you need, Rosebud.”

Mountain groaned, discarding caution and restraint. He surged forward, capturing Dew’s lips in a kiss. He brought a large hand up to cup Dew’s cheek, gently pressing on his jaw with a thumb to pry the Water ghoul’s jaw open before licking into Dew’s mouth, tongues dancing and teeth hitting together as Mountain deepened the kiss. Dew kissed him back hungrily, capturing Mountain’s lower lip between his own and sucking on it gently. Mountain moaned, sitting back on his knees and pulling Dew forward to straddle his thighs. He ran his hands up the smaller ghoul’s lithe legs, reaching behind him to cup the round little globes of Dew’s ass. Mountain groaned, kneading the soft flesh, his cock filling to stand against his stomach between them at the sigh that slipped from Dew against his lips.

Dew wrapped his arms around Mountain’s neck, tipping his head back as Mountain moved to nose at his scent gland behind his ear. He shivered as the Earth ghoul snaked his tongue out to lick at Dew’s skin in an attempt to taste the ever-increasing scent of water lilies and storms looming over the sea. Mountain’s hands moved from cupping Dew’s ass to gripping his hips and Dew moaned softly at the desire radiating from the Earth ghoul as the scent of balsam bloomed and wafted on the steam surrounding them. Mountain kept his head tucked into Dew’s neck kissing and licking at Dew’s scent gland, panting and whimpering as his claws flexed on Dew’s waist and he tried to keep his own hips from bucking up out of instinct underneath the Water ghoul.

Dew could feel hesitation hiding behind Mountain’s hunger. The gentle giant was always conscientious of his partners’ needs during sex, even if that meant forgoing his own. Right now, Dew could feel the conflicting desires in Mountain’s heart; the desire to please Dew and make him feel good, and the need for power, the want for control that they had all been lacking in their lives in the recent present.

“Rosebud,” Dew whimpered as he started rocking his pussy against Mountain’s cock kicking between them.

Mountain growled, his claws tightening on Dew’s hips trying to fight the urge to take control and move the Water ghoul around in his lap. Dew rolled his hips more insistently, rocking to slide Mountain’s dick through his folds, encouraging him. He could feel his cunt beginning to drip slick and he moaned softly as the head of the thick cock underneath him began nudging rhythmically at his clit.

“Feels so good, Mount,” Dew panted as he slotted his hips closer to Mountain’s, pressing their chests together and delighting in the wet slide of their bodies against each other.

“Uh–uhuh,” the Earth giant whined, his tail winding around Dew’s waist, pulling him down to put more pressure on his cock as they rocked their hips into each other. His shoulders began gradually relaxing as he started moving Dew’s hips back and forth across his thighs, taking control of the pace and rutting his cock more insistently against Dew’s cunt.

Dew gasped at the increased friction and movement against his pussy. Every so often the swollen head of Mountain’s dick would catch on his hole for just a moment before sliding up to rub against his clit again, lighting up Dew’s nerves. He leaned away, placing his hands on Mountain’s chest and rubbing his thumbs in small circles on the Earth ghoul’s nipples. Mountain’s hips bucked up at the sudden added stimulus, making Dew cry out as it nudged Mountain’s massive head into his entrance, pained pleasure zinging up his spine in surprise.

“Waitwaitwait,” Dew stammered out. He placed a hand on one of Mountain’s massive paws on his waist, scooching back a bit on the larger ghoul’s thighs.

Mountain whimpered at the sight of Dew retreating, misreading the Water ghoul’s intentions. His pants increased, panic invading his blown out eyes as he tightened his grip, trying to draw Dew back to him.

“Please, no…”

“Shhh, Bud, it’s okay. Just, can you touch me first?” Dew pressed a kiss to Mountain’s chest, sitting back and guiding Mountain’s hand to his cunt, his clit peeking through his glistening folds.

“Y–yeah, okay…”

Mountain brought his hand to Dew’s pussy, sliding a finger through the slick accumulating between his thighs, his cock kicking at Dew’s moans. Dew’s breaths came faster as Mountain began circling his clit with his forefinger, alternating between pulsing pressure on the bundle of nerves and moving down to collect more slick oozing from Dew’s entrance. He brought his lips back to Dew’s, sliding his tongue into the smaller ghoul’s mouth, drinking in Dew’s sighs as he slipped two fingers into Dew’s pussy and began rubbing his clit with his thumb. Mountain felt beads of precum weep from his cock trapped between them at the soft, warm sensation. He moaned into Dew’s mouth, feeling Dew’s cunt clenching around his fingers as he rocked his hand slowly in and out seeking that spot that he knew would make Dew see stars.

When he found the spot Mountain was rewarded with a shudder running up Dew’s spine. The smaller ghoul cried out and his body tensed as Mountain stroked that spot inside him in a ‘come hither’ motion with his fingers. Dew’s hands flew up to Mountain’s shoulders, gripping tightly as he rocked his hips back and forth grinding and fucking himself on the Earth ghoul’s hand. He leaned away, allowing Mountain to support his weight with a hand on the small of his back. Mountain felt heat pooling in the pit of his stomach at the sight of the smaller ghoul in his lap. Dew’s eyebrows turned up, his eyes closed. His lips were open in a perfect O as soft sighs and moans escaped him. Mountain moved his hand with deeper, firmer thrusts into Dew’s cunt, earning a cry as Dew threw his head back, eyes rolling back. Mountain felt the soft walls around his fingers clench as slick gushed around his hand. Dew shook as his glamor dropped a little more and beautiful blue and yellow betta fins unfurled from his arms, tail, and back. Mountain’s eyes were ripped from Dew’s face at the sight of them waving gently in the mist of the shower, translucent and graceful as if they were floating underwater. Smaller fins appeared along his gills at his neck and back, fluttering as Dew trembled and gasped in Mountain’s arms. Mountain gathered Dew up against his chest, murmuring praises to him as he withdrew his fingers from Dew’s pussy. He moaned softly as he felt Dew’s walls clenching and trying to keep him close.

“So good for me, Droplet, thank you,” He whispered, laying kisses on Dew’s neck and across his shoulders.

As Dew’s gasps slowed his small hand reached between them and wrapped itself around Mountain’s cock. It kicked in Dew’s grasp as he spread the precum that had accumulated around the head with the pad of his thumb. Mountain let out a soft groan at the attention paid to his neglected dick, letting his forehead rest on Dew’s shoulder. Dew began slowly moving his hand up and down the larger ghoul’s length, slicking up the rest of Mountain’s girth. Mountain placed his hands under Dew’s arms, causing Dew to chirp in surprise as he lifted the Water ghoul up to support himself on his knees above the cock red and dripping below him. Mountain tucked his head under Dew’s chin, kissing and licking at his chest and whimpering at the feeling of Dew’s cum dripping from his pussy onto his cock kicking below the smaller ghoul’s body.

“Please, Bug,” Mountain moaned into Dew’s chest. He brought his lips up to Dew’s neck, nibbling and licking at the fins still fluttering around his gills, “Please…let me fuck you now, please let me have it. Need to feel you.”

Dew whined at the feeling of Mountain’s tongue probing and teasing his gills. He could feel slick gathering between his legs again at Mountain’s words. He leaned forward and planted a kiss on Mountain’s forehead, gasping at the feeling of the Earth ghoul’s claws tightening around his waist. Slowly, he began lowering himself onto Mountain’s cock.

“You can have it, Rosebud. Ohh…” Dew gasped as he slowly seated himself, relishing in the feeling of Mountain filling him and stretching him in the way he had missed so much since they had arrived back at home.

Mountain pulled Dew down the rest of the way onto his dick, moaning and shaking as he bottomed out with Dew stretched open across his thighs. Still on his knees, he began to tentatively thrust up into Dew’s pussy, tail curling at the way Dew’s walls caressed his cock like a warm, velvet glove crafted just for him. They moved together, pressed against each other, with tongues dancing, hands caressing. Mountain gripped Dew’s hips, moving him up and down on his cock as Dew’s hands wove into his hair and gripped the chestnut waves tightly. He felt Dew tug lightly to pull his head back, bending down to lick into his mouth and nip at his lips, kissing him as if he was the only Water ghoul in the world capable of dying of thirst. Mountain whimpered against his lips. Dew felt so good, so tight around him, so wet…

“Making me feel so full,” Dew murmured against his lips.

“You feel amazing,” Mountain sighed, feeling Dew melt into his chest as he moved up and down on the Earth ghoul’s cock. Mountain floated on the feeling of togetherness, high on the feeling of being able to place his vulnerability in Dew for a while and just feel.

After a moment, a burning sensation interrupted Mountain’s bliss. He shifted, feeling a cramp forming in his thighs and glutes from kneeling for so long on the ground. He tried to adjust, not wanting to leave Dews lips, not wanting to break the spell floating in the midst of want and love. In an effort to get his feet underneath him he slipped in the water and suds on the tile, sending him tumbling to the floor and landing on his back. Dew squeaked out his surprise as he was suddenly unseated from Mountain’s cock and squished against the larger ghoul’s chest with Mountain attempting to cradle him and keep him on top as they flopped into a heap on the wet tile. The two stared at each other wide-eyed in surprise and Mountain’s stomach dropped. He looked at Dew, chewing on his lip and trying to hold back the tears gathering in his eyes at the sudden swing in the mood. He had finally allowed himself to relax enough to spend time with Dew like this again, and he had fucked it up…

He watched Dew’s face, holding his breath as the smaller ghoul began to laugh, a smile lighting up his face and reaching to the corners of his eyes. He giggled into Mountain’s chest, small body shaking and Mountain let out a sigh of relief, body relaxing as he joined Dew in a pile of laughter on the shower floor. Mountain gave the Water ghoul a kiss on the forehead, smiling lightly into Dew’s hair, wrapping an arm around him and shifting up off the ground to sit cross legged on the tile with Dew seated in his lap.

“Uh…sorry about that,” Mountain said sheepishly, ducking his head to hide the green blush spreading across his cheekbones.

Dew giggled, reaching up to brush Mountain’s hair away from his eyes. He stretched up and gave Mountain a soft peck on the lips, lightly running his tongue over the blushing ghoul's lower lip as he pulled away and smiled.

“Don’t apologize, Mounty, thank you for catching me instead of flattening me,” Dew chuckled as Mountain’s blush spread from his face down across his chest and collarbones at his words.

“D–do you want to keep going? I understand…if you wanna stop…” Mountain muttered. He dropped his gaze off to the side, chewing his lip at the thought that his clumsiness might have ruined the mood.

Dew looked down at Mountain's cock pressed between his hip and the Earth ghoul's stomach. It was still erect and swollen, still glistening from being buried inside him. He reached between them and ran his claws lightly up the underside of Mountain length, watching a shiver run up the larger ghoul’s spine at his gentle touch; his cock twitched and leaked a pearl of precum from the stimulation. Dew swirled the bead around the tip with his thumb. He reached back up and pressed his lips to Mountain’s in a soft but deep kiss, trying to project his reassurance into the space between them. He licked softly into Mountain’s mouth before pulling back and pressing their foreheads together.

“Yeah,” Dew breathed.

Mountain groaned, heat flaring in his stomach at the touch and the shift in Dew’s voice. He shifted Dew around to straddle his thighs again before gripping under the Water ghoul’s legs. Dew wrapped his legs around Mountain’s waist and buried his nose in Mountain’s scent gland as he stood up and shut the water to the shower off. Mountain stepped out of the shower, ignoring the puddles of water that gathered on the floor beneath his feet and instead threading a hand through Dew’s hair to pull his head back and crush their lips together as he moved from the bathroom towards his bed. Dew threw his arms around Mountain’s neck, he moaned as Mountain’s tail snaked around his waist, the spade tickling and teasing his cunt. The larger ghoul groaned at the feeling of Dew’s cunt dripping slick between them, beads of moisture coating the insides of Dew’s thighs and spreading across Mountain’s stomach. Even just with his legs wrapped around Mountain’s waist, he felt so warm and soft.

The anxiety and trepidation from earlier finally melted away. Mountain and Dew hadn’t truly been able to be together in weeks. He had been too busy trying to fulfill his duties and be everywhere at once with his self-assigned task of being the pack protector. Too stressed from trying to keep tabs on everyone and everything. Fuck duty. He deserved to have this. He was going to have this.

Mountain approached the bed and dropped Dew unceremoniously onto the covers. He stared down at the Water ghoul spread below him gazing up at him through heavy-lidded eyes, lower lip bitten and swollen. Dew reached up to toy with his nipples as Mountain watched him, chest heaving, hands clenching. His scent in the air changed and Dew’s eyes dilated as he registered the possessive want encroaching on Mountain’s need.

“Scooch up to the head of the bed,” Mountain growled.

Dew scrambled up to lay against the pillows, one under his hips, legs spread open. His hand came back to pluck at his nipple rings, the other coming down to dip into his cunt. Laid bare to the air, it sat open and puffy, still drooling slick. Mountain’s nostrils flared as Dew brought his fingers out of his pussy to circle around his clit, he could practically taste Dew’s slick in the air. Mountain climbed onto the bed and crawled towards Dew, a low rumble coming from his chest. His tail swayed behind him twitching, eyes blown wide, like a cat approaching its prey. Mountain brought his head low as he crawled closer to the smaller ghoul, licking and biting his way up Dew’s thighs. He made his way to Dew’s pussy, dipping his tongue into his hole, slurping up the copious amounts of slick, before running the flat of it up to his clit. Mountain took the sensitive flesh between his lips, moaning at Dew’s taste on his tongue as he suckled at Dew’s clit before moving towards his stomach. His cock twitched with each mewl and sigh produced by his teasing and ministrations.

Mountain made his way up Dew’s torso towards his face, capturing his lips in another hungry kiss as he crouched over him, covering the smaller ghoul’s body with his own. Supporting himself on his forearms, Mountain lowered his hips, teasing Dew’s entrance with the head of his cock before slowly pushing the head inside. Dew whimpered, holding his legs wide open in an effort to accommodate Mountain’s girth in this position. His breath came in soft whines as Mountain pushed and pulled, working himself into the Water ghoul’s cunt. He let out a low moan as he finally bottomed out, his hips pressed flush against Dew’s and his cock seated deep inside Dew’s body. Dew was so tight like this…

Mountain began to move, keening as he felt Dew’s walls clench around him. It had been too long, he didn’t know how long he was going to last like this. He felt Dew’s hands come to rest on his thighs, long spindly fingers reaching around to dig into the meat of Mountain’s ass and pull his hips forward to grind together as Mountain thrust forward with the sound of skin hitting skin and the wet squelch of his dick moving in and out of Dew’s soaking wet cunt. Their breaths mingled together, Dew’s punched out whines harmonizing with the sound of Mountain’s grunts and gasps as he moved above him.

“I missed you,” Dew whimpered, his body moving incrementally closer against the headboard with the force of Mountain’s thrusts. He wrapped his legs around Mountain’s waist, scrabbling at his back and trying desperately to bring them even closer together, to erase whatever distance remained between them.

“Missed you,” Mountain panted, hips picking up speed as he felt Dew’s thighs begin to tremble, clenching his sides, and his pussy tighten even more around him, “You feel so tight on my cock…need you–ahh, need to make you come with me.”

Dew whined, nodding. Mountain felt claws pricking his shoulders as Dew pulled himself up to plant kisses and bites across Mountain’s chest. He moaned, shuddering as he felt cool lips wrap around his nipple, hips stuttering as he felt the nick of a fang on the sensitive skin. He reached between them, pressing on Dew’s clit and rubbing quick, tight circles. He could feel his balls drawing up tight against his body, his thighs began trembling as he felt tight heat building in his gut, flaring as Dew began to flutter around him. The Water ghoul’s whines began pitching higher, turning into breathy, punched out moans as he clenched down on Mountain’s cock, gushing around him as he arched his back, pressing his body into Mountain, legs shaking.

Mountain pressed in deep, rocking against the smaller ghoul, working him through his orgasm and grinding against Dew’s pussy before coming deep inside him, quietly whining “Fuckfuckfuck–ahh…” into Dew’s neck as he slowly came down.

Mountain allowed himself to relax, the tight muscles in his back releasing as he slowly pulled out, wincing softly. He rolled onto his back, scooping Dew up to cuddle against his side, tucking the smaller ghoul’s head below his own on his shoulder. Dew snuggled in closer, throwing a leg across Mountain’s waist and reaching into the crook of Mountain’s neck to kiss and lick lazily at his scent gland, a quiet purr kicking up in his chest, a purr of deep contentment. Mountain rested his cheek on top of Dew’s head, breathing heavily and trying to slow his heart rate. He brought his hand up to run his fingers through Dew’s silky silver hair, now only a bit tangled from their tryst. He felt Dew stirring against him.

“I love you,” Dew whispered into his neck, his small frame shaking with slight tremors of aftershocks.

Mountain sighed, breathing a kiss into Dew’s hair, pulling the smaller ghoul into him and holding him close, arms wrapped around him protectively. Things were good, he and Dew were good.

“I know, Bug.” He whispered back.

Mountain laid back against the pillows, holding Dew against him and listening to the Water ghoul’s breathing as they just sat, comfortable in the silence and closeness between them. He felt Dew relax against him, slowly drifting off in the afterglow of their time together. He snuggled in closer to the Earth ghoul, laying on Mountain’s chest, with an arm and leg thrown across his body. Mountain shifted, feeling the stickiness on himself. Dew was going to be uncomfortable for sure when he woke, that simply wouldn’t do. Mountain quietly slipped out from underneath the smaller ghoul, supporting his weight as he settled Dew onto the bed, watching his eyes dance beneath his eyelids for a moment before padding silently to the bathroom. He washed himself off, cleaning off the drying slick and cum on his dick and thighs. He ran a washcloth under warm water and padded back towards Dew sleeping in the middle of his bed. He picked up Dew’s book that had been haphazardly tossed aside, closing it and placing it gently on the desk next to the forgotten tray of stew and bread, now cold. He eased himself back onto the bed, leaning over to gently shake Dew awake, pressing kisses to the soft skin of his shoulder. Dew exhaled, stretching slightly before blinking his eyes open, looking at Mountain with a crooked smile.

“Hey Droplet, wanna clean up real quick? Then we can keep snuggling,” Mountain murmured, holding up the washcloth.

Dew stretched his arms up above his head, tail curling into a tight spiral. He reached up towards Mountain, making little grabby hand motions, “Too tired…do it for me?” Dew asked, letting his aquamarine eyes get big and sticking out his lip in a little pout.

Mountain chuckled, rolling his eyes just a little as he drew Dew towards him, taking the washcloth and gently wiping him down. Once finished, he tossed the cloth towards the bathroom, slipping into bed under the covers and pulling Dew against him again, planting a soft kiss between the smaller ghoul’s mother-of-pearl horns. Dew shifted away from him, muttering something about being too hot. He rolled onto his front, still facing Mountain, his legs and tail still intertwined with the larger ghoul’s. Just because he was too warm didn't mean he didn't want to still be touching Mountain somehow. Mountain shifted onto his side to meet Dew face-to-face. He reached out and tucked a lock of Dew’s hair that had fallen over his horns back and out of his face, wanting to just get lost and swim in the vast oceans of his eyes.

Dew was quiet for a moment before whispering, “I really did miss you,”

Mountain swallowed, nodding, “I missed you too Droplet, I’m sorry,” He rolled back onto his back, looking up at the ceiling of his room, “It’s just…things have just been a lot lately.”

Dew chirped quietly in acknowledgement, reaching over to thread their fingers together, squeezing Mountain’s hand softly. He looked over at Mountain thoughtfully, “Omega seems like he’s also been going through a lot lately.”

Mountain looked over at the smaller ghoul, heart rate increasing slightly at Dew’s words. How much did he understand about what was going on? He squeezed Dew’s hand, “Yeah? What makes you say that, Bug?”

Dew dropped his eyes to their hands clasped together. He rubbed his thumb idly over Mountain’s knuckles, thinking.

“Well…when we went to visit him? I–I don’t know what I expected us to find…but it wasn’t that. He just seemed so…tired, and lonely. I know that we haven’t seen Papa since we got home, and neither has Meg, and I know you said that he didn’t handle it well. I just–I would be so sad if I couldn’t be around you the way that Meg can’t be around Papa right now,” Dew looked off to the side, eyes big and sad. He sniffled quietly, biting at his lower lip, and brought a hand up to wipe quickly at his nose.

Mountain let out a slight exhale, not realizing that he had been holding his breath waiting on Dew’s answer. His stomach twisted with a twinge of guilt, torn between wanting to comfort Dew in this moment, and relief that the smaller ghoul seemed to still be in the dark about his suspicions regarding the situation at hand. It’s not that he didn’t trust Dew with his thoughts, he just…wasn’t ready to share them just yet, he didn’t want to burden Dew with the weight of what he dreaded was the truth before he could definitively and decisively say that maybe Papa wasn’t alive anymore.

He reached out and cupped Dew’s face in his palm, “You’re right, Bug. Omega is going through a lot right now. But, he really seemed happy that we came to see him the other day. He brightened up a lot while you were talking with him and after you left to go bring us snacks,” Mountain shifted closer, pressing their foreheads softly together, “You did that, Droplet. And I promise you, me and Aeth are gonna figure out what’s been going on. I’m not going anywhere, you know that.”

Dew leaned into Mountain’s palm, covering Mountain’s hand with his own and twining their fingers together. He turned his head and pressed a kiss into the Earth ghoul’s palm, a purr vibrating from his small frame. He murmured something into Mountain’s hand, his voice small and muffled.

Mountain shifted closer, ears twitching as he tried to catch what Dew had said, “I can’t hear you, Droplet, I’m sorry.”

Dew peeked out from hiding in Mountain’s hand, a blue eye visible through their fingers, “I said, thank you.”

Mountain blinked, sprigs of Calamintha sprouting at the base of his horns as he flushed green across his cheeks, “I–what? No…why are you thanking me?”

Dew squeezed the hand on his cheek, sitting up slightly, “Because…you’re always taking care of us, Mount. Looking out for us, making sure that we’re together, the check-in notes?” Dew leaned over to place a soft, chaste kiss on Mountain’s lips, “I felt you get up and leave this morning to see how Aeth was doing after pulling his all-nighter in the Infirmary, and the sun wasn’t even up yet. You are the mortar that holds our pack together, Rosebud. I don’t know what we would do without you.”

Mountain sighed and pulled Dew into his chest, wrapping his arms around the smaller ghoul and holding him close, “You make it worth it, Bug. I would tear down mountains for you. For all of you.”

Dew snuggled into Mountain’s embrace, slotting his hips in close and wrapping his tail around Mountain’s thigh. He tucked his head onto Mountain’s chest, under his chin, and closed his eyes, purring softly as he began drifting off to sleep again. Mountain settled under the covers, curling around Dew and relaxing as he allowed sleep to take him as well.

The storm that Mountain had been trying to beat earlier raged outside the window, shaking the glass panes with wind and smatterings of freezing rain. The two ghouls in the bed slept through it all, spent and sleeping deeply, taking comfort in each other’s presence. Outside the window, a dark hooded figure lurked, watching them. The figure shifted, a large yellow eye peeking from beneath the hood, glowing in the night. It growled softly, before slinking off back into the shadows, disappearing without a trace.

***

Aether tossed and turned, the sheets tangled around his legs. His tail swished restlessly as he tried to get comfortable. His eyes shifted beneath his lids, his face scrunched and brow furrowed, lost in the dream he was having. A clap of thunder outside the window woke him with a start, sending him bolting upright, chest heaving. He looked around the room, trying to place his surroundings as he came back to himself. His eyes slid over to the corner, widening as he took in the two figures lurking in the darkness. Aether sat up, drawing the sheet around himself as the smaller of the two figures moved, nearing his bed. Terzo looked at him, his infernal eye glinting in the dark as he approached and sat down on Aether’s bed.

Aether sighed, rubbing a hand over his face, “Papa, it’s the middle of the night. Why are you here?”

Terzo looked over his shoulder, reaching out a hand to the figure still standing in the corner. The figure approached, and Aether’s breath caught in his throat as Omega took Terzo’s hand, standing next to the Anti-Pope alongside Aether’s bed. Aether looked between the two, trying not to believe what he was seeing in front of him. He had just tried to see Omega earlier that day. He was going to see him in the morning. This wasn’t real. This wasn’t real.

“Aether,” a deep voice echoed in his head.

Aether looked up at the Quintessence ghoul standing before him. Omega’s eyes glowed purple in the darkness, galaxies and the expanses of space dancing beneath his skin. Aether watched his hand reach up to rub at his neck, where deep gashes marred the junctions of his neck and shoulder.

“...How?” Aether asked, reaching out to try and touch the wounds.

Omega caught Aether’s hand before he could, gently lowering it with a sad smile, “It does not matter. There is nothing we can do about it now, unfortunately.”

Aether’s eyes filled with tears as the truth, the gravity of the situation, hung in the air between the three of them. He was too late, he had lost his Papa, and now he had lost his mentor as well, “Meg…I–I am so sorry. I…I was too late, wasn’t I?”

Omega left Terzo’s side, sitting on the bed in front of the younger Quint, reaching up to squeeze his shoulder, “Do not fret. I was wasting away, alone in that room. What kind of a life was that?” Omega looked back at his mate sitting behind him, a soft expression in his eyes, “Please believe me when I say that I am no longer suffering. Now, we are together again.”

Terzo rose from his place, coming to stand next to Omega, placing a hand on Omega’s cheeks and reaching down to place a kiss between his horns. He looked back towards Aether, his face finally showing peace for the first time since he had started appearing to him weeks ago. Omega looked up at Terzo, affection sparkling in his eyes before turning his attention back to Aether as well.

“We are free, but you are not. Not yet. There is something coming, and you need to be ready for it,” Omega paused, looking out Aether’s window at the storm raging outside, “You need to protect the others.”

Aether followed his gaze, but failed to see what Omega was looking for. He looked back at his mentor, who was now standing hand in hand with Terzo as they backed towards the door, “Wait! Please don’t leave yet…I still need you.”

Omega sighed, looking down at the younger Quint with a fatherly affection, “Aether, you are more than I could have ever hoped for you, and I am so proud of you,” They moved closer to the door, “But now, you need to wake up. Protect the pack.”

“Wait, hold on, what does that mean? I am awake.”

“Do not waste time, go NOW.”

Aether jolted up in bed, gasping for air, sweat dripping from his brow. He looked frantically around his bedroom, looking for the figures of his mentor and his Papa, but found nobody. A boom of thunder followed a flash of lighting, lighting up the room and shaking the old glass windows. Outside the door, a crash accompanied by a terrified scream rang down the hallways, and Aether’s blood ran cold.

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