#sodomizer ghoul smut

[juliacoller]

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.

#the band ghost #shitghosting #ghost band #ghost bc #ghost the band #smut #phantom ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #dew ghoul #sodomizer ghoul #sodo ghoul #phantom ghoul smut #sodomizer ghoul smut #sodo ghoul smut #dew ghoul smut #dewdrop ghoul smut

[bupia]

13 with dew!

FLOOR SEX

“Makes me want to wreck you.”

There’s a smut bellow the cut, +18 only, please.

(AFAB!Reader: fingering, breeding, swaring)

Available on AO3

￩ Day 1 | Day 3 ￫

"What do you want?" Dewdrop asked, his voice filled with anticipation.

"I want you," you replied, your desire evident in your eyes and voice.

"And what do you want?" he inquired further.

"I want you to fuck me," you whispered softly, the intensity of the moment building.

Dewdrop and you found yourselves on the floor, tangled in each other's embrace. He was on top of you as you two fell, his hand tantalizingly close to where you needed him the most. Yet, he continued to talk, his words creating an electrifying tension that made you ache for his touch, yearning for him even more.

"And how do you want it?" Dewdrop's voice was a seductive whisper, his eyes locked onto yours, searching for your deepest desires.

You couldn't wait any longer, your patience wearing thin. "Can you please just fuck me already?" you pleaded, your longing evident in your voice and the look in your eyes.

Dewdrop grinned mischievously. "Oh! how demanding," he teased. "Makes me want to wreck you."

You looked at him nervously, uncertainty in your eyes. You didn't know if he was truly capable of wreck you. He chuckled slightly and you watched as he gently got off from on top of you, shifting to sit on his thighs in front of you on the floor. The anticipation only grew as you both exchanged a lingering, heated gaze.

"Are you ready?" he asked, his voice low and filled with desire.

"Y-Yes..." you stammered, your anticipation almost overwhelming.

A wicked grin crossed Dewdrop's lips as he gazed at you. "Yes, I can see you are," he whispered, his hand moving to your ache core. "You're really wet down here, perfect."

"S-Stop teasing me, Dewy," you pleaded, your voice a mix of desire and frustration as his teasing continued, sending shivers down your spine.

"I'm not teasing you," he replied, his fingers brushing over the sensitive nub that was throbbing in need. "I'm just getting you ready for me."

His fingers slowly slid inside you, the feeling of them filling you making you moan in pleasure. He began to move them in and out of you, each thrust bringing a moan from your lips.

"Dewdrop..." you moaned, your eyes closed and your head falling back, your breath coming in short gasps.

"So tight," he murmured, his other hand now holding your tight, gently squeezing it.

Dewdrop's mouth moved over yours, his tongue invading your mouth as he kissed you deeply. You could feel his cock pressing against you, throbbing, begging for attention. You arched your back and push yourself against him. Your hands moved up to grasp it, but he stopped you.

"No touching," he said breaking the kiss, his tone firm.

"Please, Dewdrop," you begged, your hands moving to his hips. "Fuck me," you said, your voice husky with desire.

"So demanding," he teased again.

He lifted himself up, his hands gripping the sides of your thighs, pulling you towards him. You felt the head of his length pressing against your entrance, pushing into you, stretching you. Your eyes widened as he pushed deeper into you, his length filling you completely.

"Oh, yes," he groaned, burying himself all the way into you. "That feels so good."

He began to thrust into you, his movements slow but hard, his hands holding onto your legs. The feeling of his thick member stretching your entrance making you cry out in pleasure. He began to move in and out of you, his pace increasing with every thrust. His body rubbing against yours, his groin slapping against your clit.

"Dewdrop, please," you whimpered, your nails digging into his back. "Don't stop," you cried out as his body slammed against yours.

The sound of his hips slapping against yours filled the room as he moved inside you. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, your nails digging into his flesh. You could hear your own cries echoing off the walls, you moaned, biting his shoulder as he continued to pound you.

"Oh.. Fu– Sat-Ahn! Dewy," you whimpered, your voice breaking.

Your quivered with each trust, your core dripping with juices, your clit throbbing. You cried out as he thrust deep into you, your body responding to his every movement. You felt him pull away from you, his hands on your hips, then slam back into you, his member hitting your deepest parts.

"Ah-! Dewdr-Oh!" you cried out.

"You like it like that?" Dewdrop asked, a hint of lust in his voice.

"I do... I do," you admitted, your heart racing with desire.

A wicked grin graced Dewdrop's lips as he looked into your eyes. "You look so beautiful losing your innocence because of my cock."

His words made you whimper and he slammed into you again, this time he pulled out until only the head was still inside you before slamming into you again. He grunted as he buried himself deep into you.

"Dewdrop!" you screamed. "Fuck, Dewdrop!"

"Yes, moan for me!" he urged. "Fuck, you're so good. Your pussy is so wet and tight, feels so good around my cock."

His thrusts became harder, his movements more violent, his breath coming in short gasps. Your body trembling as he continued to pound into you.

"I won't last longer," Dewdrop growled, his movements becoming more erratic as he neared orgasm. "I need to cum."

"Please, please, make me cum with you," you begged.

You looked down between your legs, watching his member slide in and out of you, your walls muscles tightening around him as he neared climax.

"Cum for me, Dewdrop," you begged, your voice husky with desire.

"Yes, yes, yes," he growled. "I'm going to cum, I'm going to c-"

With a final thrust, he buried himself deep inside you and exploded, his member pulsing, shooting hot jets of cum deep inside you. The sensation send you over the edge, your body convulsing with pleasure. Your body shaking as you came, your juices flowing freely from you.

"Aah-! Dewy... Yes, yes!" you purred. "Fuck!"

His movements slowing as he came, you whined as you felt him shoot his load inside you. Your eyes fluttered open as you felt Dewdrop's softening member slip from you. You lay there, naked and spent, your body covered in sweat.

His hand went to your face, tenderly removing strands of hair from your face and tucking them behind your ear. You smiled, leaning into his touch, savoring the intimacy of the moment.

"Was it good?" he asked.

"More than good, it was amazing," you replied, your voice filled with affection.

"Would you be up for another round?" Dewdrop inquired, his desire still burning bright.

"Already?" you chuckled.

He grinned mischievously. "Oh, I should have warned you that I'm never satisfied after only one round," he teased.

#kinktober #ghost band #ghost bc #the band ghost #ghost the band #dewdrop ghoul #dewdrop smut #smut #dewdrop x reader #dewdrop ghost #sodo ghoul #sodo ghost #sodo x reader #sodomizer ghoul #sodomizer #nameless ghoul x reader #nameless ghoul

[ghulehthezombiequeen]

stargirl interlude - sodo x reader

masterlist.

a/n: *cracks knuckles* alright first fic of the new year lets go!!! also li hing mui is dried plum and they make a powder which is put on almost every dessert/candy in hawaii! it's delicious and everyone should try it because y'all are missing out (ok maybe i wanted to share a bit of culture with u guys)

warnings/things to note: afab reader but no pronouns used, sodo says the L word (no not leprosy), talk about pregnancy (nothing happens though), he's a big goofball and doesn't understand humans' societal dating rules, slightly suggestive (he's getting baby fever due to his heat cycle approaching)

enjoy <3

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Sodo stared at you as you entered his room in the middle of the night, holding a bag. "I come bearing gifts!" you said triumphantly, causing him to crack a small smile. "What's that?" he asked, eyeing the contents of the bag. "Li hing gummy worms! You'll like it, it's tangy." you smile, tossing him the bag.

He caught the bag of gummy worms in one hand, his eyes narrowing to slits as he inspected the packaging before taking a worm out and sniffing it before nibbling on it. His eyes widened and it wasn't long until he shoved the rest of the candy into his mouth. "You're correct."

"You're welcome, ya goofball." you smiled, sitting next to him and holding out your palm. "May I have one?"

He nodded, tail swishing in satisfaction as he dug into the bag, dropping a red and blue worm into your palm.

"Wow, so generous," you joked sarcastically. "But thank you." You popped the sweet candy into your mouth, mouth instantly watering as the li hing powder coated your tongue.

Sodo continued devouring a few more gummies before he turned to you with a crooked smile. "I have a question."

"Yeah? What's up?"

His smile broadened as he watched you finished eating your gummy worm. "Marry me."

You blinked. "I- what?"

He didn't hesitate as he got down onto one knee and took out a black ring box. "Marry me." he repeated.

"Er... no thank you?" you answered hesitantly, looking puzzled. "What are... you doing?"

He didn't seem offended by your answer as he sat back on the couch next to you. "You don't want to marry me?" he asked, tilting his head to the side in curiosity.

"Um, honey, we're not even dating."

His brows furrowed as he thought for a moment, nodding. "So... we're going to date first? When can we start? Now?"

His innocence caused you to laugh, shaking your head. "Oh, no, honey, that's not how this works."

He pouted but couldn't hold back a smile as he saw you laughing. "Then when do we start?"

You stared at him, letting out a chuckle as you shook your head. "Well, normally... someone asks the person they like to go somewhere together. Like dinner at a restaurant, coffee, even the fair."

Sodo's ghoulish tail started to wrap around your leg, pinning it to the seat. "So, you're saying I should ask you out on a date? Okay!" "W-Wha- slow down!" you laughed, nudging his tail off your leg.

He moved his tail out of the way but was soon replaced by his hand as he pulled you close to him. "So. Date, now. We go, yes?"

"No, not now! Sodo, I swear on everything unholy, it's 3am! And get your paw off my leg." you tugged at his loose sleeve, lifting his arm away.

He frowned, slowly letting go of you. "But... but I love you." he whined.

That statement caught you off-guard, feeling your cheeks turn pink. "Er... S-Sodo, you, uh... you don't say that right away."

He shrugged. "I didn't know the exact rules." He went silent for a moment, tapping his foot as he thought. After a moment, he figured it out, eyes lighting up. "So I should ask you out on a date, we go to dinner and then I say 'I love you'?"

You giggled at his silliness. "No, we're supposed to talk about ourselves at dinner, see if we're compatible for each other. That word doesn't come until later."

"Like... after we've kissed a few times and we both know each other's secret weaknesses?" He asked, confused.

"I... sure."

"Okay. So after that, I ask you to marry me again?"

"Sodo, hon. Listen." You grabbed his face gently. "Marriage doesn't happen that quick. It takes at least a year of dating."

His eyes flickered with confusion but nodded. "Okay, well... I'll ask you to marry me after our first date then. Okay?"

"Sodo. You can marry me later. After about, hm, one hundred dates and a few years." You said firmly.

"Ohh, so first date, then we ask to be engaged." His tail wagged slightly, his smile widening. "Is that right?"

"Ah, no." You shook your head. "Sodo, marriage doesn't come that quickly unless you want people to think you got me pregnant."

Sodo tilted his head, one of his eyebrows cocking upwards as a devious smile hint at his lips. "Is that a challenge, then?" Your eyes widened and you gasped, lightly hitting his harm. "Is that a yes, my dear?" his smile widened, moving his tail to snake around your waist. "Sodo, I'm not having kids!" "But I want some," he pleaded, giving you puppy-dog eyes. "Please?"

"I don't think a half-ghoul child is a good thing," you shook your head.

"Why not? Don't you want a little me running around to call your own?" He leaned closer, gently touching your cheek with his finger. "Our baby," he whispered.

What was wrong with him? He was never like this. Your eyes widened as you realized-- he was nearing his heat cycle.

"Does someone have baby fever? Is it because your heat should be coming soon?"

He grunted, leaning in and sniffing your neck. "Soon enough..." You rolled your eyes. Great, now he was being clingy. You put your hands on his shoulders, gently pushing him back. "Alright, that's enough."

"But you look so tasty... please... you smell delicious." he whined.

"I'm gonna lock you in my closet for two weeks again if you don't behave." you warned, which did the trick as he shot back up and cuddled a pillow instead, letting out a small hiss.

#the band ghost #fluff #ghost #ghost band #ghost bc #gender neutral reader #ghost the band #sodomizer ghoul #sodomizer #nameless ghoul smut #sodo ghost #sodo ghoul #dewdrop ghost #ghost ghouls #fire ghoul #dewdrop x reader #dew ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #dewdrop #ghouls #sodo #nameless ghoul #sodo x reader #nameless ghoul x reader #the nameless ghouls #nameless ghouls #nameless ghouls x reader #cw suggestive #also i love li hing gummy worms y'all need to try them #hawaii moment

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

*°:⋆ₓₒ day 6. wax play

.｡❅*⋆⍋*∞*｡ “candle queen”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — ❤︎ the scent of the candles just made this year extra cozy, maybe sodo has some tricks up his sleeve for how to make things cozier

pairing: sodo ghoul x afab!reader

a/n: i want sodo

cw: nsfw content. making out. wax play. bondage. tail fucking. sodo is a little shit.

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“fuck you turn me on, especially when you’re covered in all of that…” —❤︎

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a long day from running christmas errands really took out a piece of your soul.

slamming the doors shut with a relieved sigh, you dragged the many bags from your holiday haul. what a relief that was, you finally knocked out all of the important stuff on your list.

groaning from the fatigue of carrying so many items all at once, you dragged your body over to the living quarters where all the ghouls resided, standing in the middle of the halls with one bag in hand. the halls were decorated to fit the seasonal festivities of christmas. cute little decorated plushies filled the shelves, small pine trees with glossy and colorful ornaments hung up on each one. paper snowflakes strung up on the ceiling to simulate that crystallizing beauty of snow falling on the ground.

the sight of it was just gorgeous, and rather touching. it almost made you forget about your exhausting trip. however, there was a reason you went out on a chilly winter night.

a certain fire ghoul had requested you buy something specific for… “special reasons”, as he phrased it. you had no idea what the little scamp could possibly be thinking of doing with the items you got for him. but the way he spoke to you about it, it indicated something much more intimate.

“hello?” you called out, trying to coax out that devilishly handsome firecracker, the sound of your voice echoing off the church halls.

and speak of the devil himself, as you were about to turn around to exit the ghouls dorms, a pair of charred arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you into their chest. you looked down to see the recognizable brazen hands of sodo, who’s face was buried into the back of your shoulder, nuzzling into it affectionately.

“missed me that much?” you asked with an amused chuckle, and the little spitfire only let out a cute little ‘hmph’, before burying his face into your shoulder more.

“more than you can imagine.” sodo replied in a slightly hoarse voice, his breath hot against your delicate skin, making you shudder.

the fire ghoul took notice to this, and immediately started nipping his teeth at your skin, being careful to make sure his fangs didn’t pierce your flesh. you let out soft, quiet gasps at the feeling, and he grinned into the crook of your neck.

“did you get them?” he asked, fangs ghosting over the lobe of your ear. you let out a shaky sigh.

“yes.” you replied.

sodo let out a satisfied groan at that answer.

“good.” he practically growled into your skin. “let’s use them now.”

“now?”

“you know i’m an impatient ghoul, and my dick is already hard down here.”

it was true. you could feel sodo’s not-so-little friend poking you behind onto your ass. you snickered at this, and teasingly pushed your lower body against his clothed dick, making sodo groan with need and frustration.

“fuck.” he uttered out.

“wow, you’re really hard just from the sheer thought of what we’re about to do.” you teased, turning around to face him. “horny little ghoul.”

“shut up.” he spat back, but when he met your gaze, he couldn’t resist a cocky grin forming on his blazing features.

the two of you shared a look, before sodo leaned down to whisper into your ear. “let’s take this to my bedroom now, shall we?”

you nodded in agreement, feeling your excitement pool into the core of your stomach and between your legs.

“lets.”

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“lay down on the bed for me, darling.”

an amused grin made its way to your face at the fire ghoul’s sudden command.

“so demanding… and we haven’t even done anything yet.”

“mmmh, shut up, come here.”

sodo let out a devious purr, his hot breath tickling your skin before he pulled you in for a fierce, searing kiss, his lips pressed against yours that screamed for lustful contact. the two of you giggled into the kiss and continued to make out like your lives depended on it. his lips tasted ashy, and with a hint of bitterness, like there was a light layer of brimstone on his lips, but his taste was addicting. sodo pushed you down onto the bed, crawling on top of you while his lips remained locked with yours.

sodo didn’t waste any time discarding your clothes. he was unraveling your naked body like an early christmas present, in which it felt like it was. he didn’t stop until both you and him were completely bare for the world to see.

his tattooed fingers gripped your wrists as he continued to make out with you, pushing his forked, ghoulish tongue into your mouth to intertwine with yours, creating lewd, sloppy sounds that had you both drooling and moaning.

“shit… you’re so fucking addicting.” sodo groaned, his tail reaching for something in the nightstand. he then pulled out what seemed to be red rope.

you just let out a lusty chuckle, eyes half lidded from the pleasure. “yeah, i know i’m hot shit”

sodo scoffed playfully at your arrogance.

“narcissist.”

“not my fault you’re so desperate to get into my pants.”

the spitfire only muttered a quick ‘shut up’ before bringing the rope to his hands, forcing your wrists upwards and tying your hands to the bed frame with swiftness and precision. the force of tightness binding your wrists together made you curse.

“fuck. that hurts.” you rasped out, voice hoarse from all of the kissing.

“that’s the point.” sodo snarled out quickly, licking his lips at the sight of your body completely bare and immovable, all for sodo to have fun with.

sodo’s hands greedily grasped at any bare flesh he could get his claws on, softly kneading the smooth skin underneath his palms. his demonic tail coiled over your leg, and the spade of it flicked teasingly against your aching clit, making you gasp.

“fuck!” you managed out, and sodo chuckled darkly above you.

“ah, there they are. that’s the naughty little pet i know.” sodo sung lustfully, before he grabbed another item.

it was the thing that you bought during your christmas errands— shea butter candles. sodo wanted to keep things extra cozy for the holiday season, and to of course stay close with his lover. so, he had an interesting, yet exciting idea on how to do that.

taking one of the candles, he straddled your legs and lit one of them with a flickering flame dancing on his fingertips, watching the wax slowly melt from the base. his tail was still teasing your sensitive folds, and sodo was reveling in how you were reacting. you were gasping and grunting, mostly from anticipation, and he was having such a power trip.

“now, let’s get started.”

the shea butter wax has this almost silky texture to it as it was melting from the top, and the fire only softly illuminated yours and sodo’s features in the dark, creating an atomosohere that screamed kinkiness and desire. the wax dripped onto your smooth skin, and sodo rolled the candle in the fingers to allow more of it to drip onto your body.

the feeling of the hot, almost scalding wax made your body jolt with both pleasure and pain, but the pain wasn’t actually harmful— only created a sense of excitement that electrified throughout your body.

as you let out airy and high pitched moans from Sodo pouring the wax all across your arms, legs, chest and torso, his tail stayed between your legs and teasing your soft, puffy cunt.

“s-sodo..” you moaned out, the burning hot wax making every other touch on your body ten times more sensitive, but it only fueled your arousal even more.

“that’s it…” sodo whispered into your ear, the spade of his tail finally entering your hole. you cried out at the feeling, and your legs twitched. the red rope binding your wrists kept them secure, and you squirmed around when sodo’s tail started to thrust in and out of your wet, needy walls. your pussy clenched around sodo’s tail refusing to let go.

“fuck you turn me on, especially when you’re covered in all of that…” sodo growled out, his lips attacking your neck briefly. his cock was hard and was leaking precum, which shimmered underneath the soft glow of the candle.

he kept the candle dripping all over your thighs, some of it even going between your inner thighs.

the heat radiating off of the wax only made you more wet, and sodo’s tail was brushing up against all of the right crevices and corners inside of you. you could feel an orgasm approaching soon.

“s-sodo… fuck! i-i’m gonna cum…!” you warned, wrists clanging against the bed frame and toes curling into the bedsheets from how good sodo was fucking you.

he let out a soft chuckled and pushed his tail deeper inside of you.

“then cum for me.” he encouraged teasingly, watching your face contort into one of pure bliss.

you screamed, and came hard, the sensitivity from the wax making your orgasm more intense. cum coated sodo’s tail, leaving a sticky, gooey trail of the viscous liquid as it dribbled out of your sensitive hole. your body was left shaking from the aftershocks, and it felt so, so damn good.

you panted heavily, and sodo grinned, snuffing out the candle and putting it aside, before brushing the hair out of your sweat-slicked forehead.

“that was hot.” he whispered. “both literally and figuratively.”

you laughed at his little joke, still tired from your climax. “you’re so corny.”

“yeah, i know i am.” sodo grinned.

his claws traced over the wax that stuck to your body, watching it harden and stay clamped onto your skin. sodo chuckled and untied the ribbon, before scooping you up and smiling affectionately at you.

“now let’s get this all cleaned up.”

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Kinktober Day 6: Massage (Dew x Fem! Reader SMUT)

WARNINGS: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, 18+, MDNI, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie but it's not really mentioned, Soft! Dew, Dew gives you a massage after a long day of work and both of you are more horny than anticipated.

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You loved everything about working in the garden; it was always peaceful and quiet, you got to spend as much of the time outdoors or in Primo's greenhouse as you liked, and you always had the first pick of any produce you wanted. The only drawback was just how much your muscles would ache after a long day of harvesting, being stooped over bushes for hours on end was definitely not kind to your back. Luckily, your boyfriend was a Fire Ghoul, which meant nice warm hands to aid in working out the stiffness in your muscles. You fell face first into bed with a groan, the smell of cigarette smoke and the spice of Dew's cologne filled your nose. "Long day, huh?" You hear him already rummaging around in his nightstand drawer for the massage oil he always had on hand.

"I swear, one of these days I'm just going to say fuck it and burn up all the flowerbeds." Dew chuckles at your annoyed response.

"Bug, you know if anything happened to those plants you would be beside yourself." He retorts.

"You might be right," you sigh.

"What hurts today, baby?" He asks gently, resting his hand in between your shoulder blades. You could already feel the warmth of his palm seeping through your clothes and into your tired muscles.

"Everything." You grumble.

"Well let's get you undressed then." He helps you up, pulling your shirt over your head, pulling you in for a brief hug against his bare upper torso. The frigid metal of his piercings causes you to squeal. He places a few gentle kisses to your neck, you let out a pleased hum. His long, nibble fingers easily undo the clasp of your bra. You shimmy out of your pants before collapsing back into the plush blankets. "Let me know if my hands get too hot, bug." He whispers in your ear before placing a kiss on your cheek. You were in pure ecstasy as you felt the heels of his hands knead into your lower back, struggling to contain your satisfied moans at the sensation. His whole body pushes into you as he works himself up your body, you couldn't help but smirk as you felt his half hard erection rub over the curve of your ass. Dew so only loved to have his hands on you. He loved watching the way your oiled skin slid effortlessly under his palms, how he could feel himself working out the kinks in every tender muscle, how you would let out such cute sounds at him making you feel so good. You push your ass back against him, wiggling it teasingly. You hear his breath catch in your throat, his hands tensing against your back. His fingers pressed into your shoulders, eliciting a long whine from you as he pushed into a particularly sensitive spot. "Fuck, you always make such pretty little sounds baby." He groans, his hips rocking against you. You attempted to push yourself into him in time with his movements, feeling his member grow rock hard against you. You let out another soft moan, a soft growl bubbling up in his throat.

You felt the heat in palms increase, his pace rutting into you becoming more fervent with every thrust. "What's the matter baby?" You coo. "You seem a bit distracted." He grumbles out a rejection before returning his attention to your massage. He presses deliciously into your thighs, earning a delighted mewl from you.

"You make it really hard to focus, bug." Dew nips at the sensitive skin of your neck. "You just look so beautiful I can't help it." You curse under your breath as he continues to knead into you, turning you to putty in his hands.

"Dew." You whine, grinding yourself into him. "I need you." He breathes out a chuckle.

"I thought you would never ask, baby." He made quick work of discarding his clothes, rutting his hardened cock against your ass. "You have no idea how crazy you drive me, you know that?" He growls. He wraps a hand loosely around your throat, tilting your chin up so your eyes could meet his. He lines up his cock with your entrance before easing himself into you at an agonizingly slow pace. You whimper as he bottoms out in you, he lets his head drop between your shoulder blades, his long blond hair cascading across your bare back. He slowly begins to roll his hips, every motion causing you to let out soft moans. His hands grip tightly around your waist, his hips snapping into you.

"You feel so good." You moan, burying your face in the blankets. Dew wraps your hair around his hand, tugging you back slightly and allowing himself to fully plow into you. You whine his name feeling your orgasm rapidly approaching. "Baby… please… gunna cum."

"Cum for me bug, you work so hard you deserve to feel good." He praises you. You push back into him in time with his thrusts, desperately chasing your release. He leans over you, free hand reaching in between your legs to rub your clit. You cry out as you clench hard around him, he moans your name as your climax causes him to finish as well. He collapses against your back, both of you panting, lightheaded from your highs. "How are you feeling now honey?" He presses a kiss to your shoulder.

"Well, I'm definitely not sore anymore." You giggle.

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Soul Breaker

Dewdrop/Sodo x Transmasc!Reader

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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Commissioned by @dantesunbreaker

Words: 6.6k

Reading Time: 27 min.

Warnings: biting, bondage, degradation, dubcon, fingering, forced bondage, frottage, graphic descriptions of blood, graphic descriptions of injury, hand job, knotting, masturbation, marking, moderate violence, monster fucking, mutual masturbation, no aftercare, pain kink, PIV sex, power play, spit as lube, tsundere!Dew (kinda), unprotected sex (keep it cool, use a tool, you horny fuckers), vaginal sex

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🔞 MDNI 🔞

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You could still feel the adrenaline coursing through your veins from that night all those weeks ago - the way Dew instilled a fear in you that you’d never felt before, and how you were dying to feel it again. Your love life with Dew was never dull, even when he was in his human form, but there was something about the way he commanded your body, the control he had and the way he felt when he used your body for his own pleasure in his demonic form. Dew had fucked you since then, of course, the two of you could never leave it that long. But, and it pained you to admit it, it just wasn’t the same.

Human Dew was, for lack of a better term, an angel. He was the sweetest person in the Ministry - so kind and so thoughtful, and a stereotypical gentleman. He never overstepped any boundaries, never made you feel unsafe or unloved, and always put your pleasure first. But you’d seen the monster, the demon that had become unleashed and untamed in the light of the moon, who had pinned you down and made you take everything he wanted to give you. You couldn’t stop thinking about it, your hand moving down to play with yourself each and every time your mind decided to take you back to that night, when you were stuffed so full of demon dick and crying out for a mercy that never came. You couldn’t help yourself, needing to work yourself to completion at the thought of it happening again.

But nothing in the Ministry was stronger than Dew’s resolve. The man was more stubborn than a mule, and once he’d set his mind to something, that was it. There was almost no changing that. You’d tried to have these conversations with him, but they always ended the same way.

“I want to keep you safe, ___.” He told you, pleading with you to let this go. “Look at what happened last time.” He was making himself a coffee during this conversation, frustratedly slamming utensils down every time you refused to listen to him.

“Nothing happened last time.” You protested.

“You were scared!”

“That was half the fun!”

“You got caught.”

“Because I went to that cabin. If I’d have stayed in the Ministry, I probably would have gotten away from you.”

“I could have hurt you.”

“Yes, but you didn’t.”

“I… could have done worse.” His voice was quiet that time, eyes averting yours because he couldn’t bring himself to look at you, and expose his true feelings.

You put your hand on his, gently comforting him. You rested your back against your kitchen counter, accidentally half-pinning yourself between it and him. “But you didn’t. Believe me, there was nothing you could have possibly done that I wouldn’t have enjoyed.”

He finally looked at you. “You really enjoyed it that much?”

“Yes! It was different from what you usually do… more ferocious. Normally, you’re so kind and restrained. Still the best I’ve ever had, amazing and wonderful. But that night? You were so rough with me…” Your voice dropped lower as you recounted everything you felt and loved about that night. “You were feral for me, like you’d kill anyone who stopped you from getting to me, like you’d die if you didn’t fuck me. Being desired like that… it-”

Dew could hear the labour in your breath, how just remembering that night was turning you on again. He could practically smell your slick dripping from your slit, and he’d be lying if he said he couldn’t feel his resolve crushing. “Felt good?” He asked, eyes widened and pupils blown.

You lifted your monastic habit and guided his hand to your sex, letting him feel your wetness for himself. “It felt incredible.”

“Fuck.”

The truth was, Dew could remember everything. too. It was like being drunk on a night out and waking up the next morning. He wasn’t entirely in control, but he remembered everything. How your hole welcomed him easily, how your body gave no resistance when he finally took you on the floor of that cabin, fucking the most delicious noises out of you with each pounding you took. How his cock had fucked you so dumb, you could barely comprehend anything besides the way he plunged into you over and over again, and how incredible his ridges felt dragging against your insides. He remembered how your walls fluttered around his length with each filthy word that tumbled from his mouth. And he was getting harder and harder the more he remembered, and the wetter he felt you become.

His skin heated up when he heard a small whimper coming from your mouth, realising that his finger had begun rubbing over your sweet spot, drawing wanton breaths from your lungs. He was fully erect now, his Ghoul uniform tenting significantly at the pressure that was being put on it.

“Y-you want it again, huh?” Dew asked breathlessly, his fingers working you faster.

“Mhm. Want you t-to fuck me dumb again, use my - fuck - use my body to get yourself off.”

Dew captured you in a rough kiss, his tongue immediately sliding down your throat in pure desperation, his composure almost completely lost to the fantasy. You fiddled with his pants, freeing him completely. You spit onto your hand and rubbed it over his shaft before stroking him languidly, concentrating your hand on the head. He purred at the feeling, allowing his hips to buck into your fingers. But eventually, it became too much for him.

He pushed both of your hands out the way and lined himself up with your centre, rubbing against your folds. With each grind against your nerves, your mouth opened wider, head tipping back in pleasure and allowing Dew enough space to bury his head in the crook of your neck. His own moans were muffled by your flesh, more so once his tongue came out and laved at your skin, his moustache tickling you with each graze. Your hands moved to his back, pulling him closer and closer against your body, feeling your wetness slide all over him and only heightening the sensation.

“I t-touch my… self to the thought of it all the ti-ime.” You confessed, one hand tangling in his long hair. His rocking hips became more frantic as he heard your words, your own whimpers reaching directly into his ears and making him lose his mind. He pictured it, you in the shower going at yourself, thinking about his demonic cock railing you from behind.

You felt his teeth graze your skin, and begin to nibble at the flesh, your hole clenching around nothing so needily, you wanted to scream.

“Let me f-feel you again like that, Dew. Please.”

“Y-you wanna feel my fucking demon cock pound you into the floor again, hm? You’re th-that fucking desperate for it, you’re gonna beg… beg me?”

“W-wanna feel you again so fucking b-bad!”

His hips sputtered when he came, his seed spilling all over the bottom of your ass cheeks, folds and thighs. His teeth sunk into you, not hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough to leave a mark there for at least a few days. He cried out, his sounds quietened by your neck but still loud enough to travel straight down to your core. You came shortly after, the erratic thrusts providing you with just enough extra stimulation to tip you over the edge, your fingernails digging into Dew’s uniform and clutching on tightly as you came undone around him.

“Fucking hell.” He muttered, kissing your red flesh and taking a step back.

You looked at him hopefully, wide eyed and wishing he’d give you the answer you wanted to hear.

“___.” He grumbled. “I love you, and that’s why I don’t think I can put you through that again.”

“Dew, you just came to the thought of it. You know it’s-”

“I know!” He sighed. “I know. Just… let me think on it, okay?”

“Of course. Take all the time you need.”

Although, you wished you never said that. By the time the next shift happened, Dew, as usual, stayed behind in the music room while the rest of the Ghouls changed and frolicked about in the forest. There were a further two changes before you’d grown tired of waiting.

Dew had been more forthcoming about talking his shift through, however, more often than not reminiscing on the last shift and detailing exactly how good you looked bouncing off his monster cock. You both fucked each other regularly to that memory, talking about it during sex and riling each other up. At one point, Dew even had you beg for his demonic form while you were riding him, feeling disappointed at the difference in girth between his human form and demonic form, remembering just how. Fucking. Good it felt. He was becoming more and more receptive to it, but every time you asked, he would just tell you he needed more time.

The Ghoulettes were the first to pick up on your frustration, and were the first to confront you about it. Cumulus, Cirrus and Aurora sitting you down in the cafeteria one break time and handing you a drink, practically pulling the information out of you. Although, to be fair to them, it wasn’t hard for you to share it. They listened carefully to every word, nodding and dropping the odd noise of understanding to show you that they were truly listening.

You sighed once you’d completed your tale of woe, and took a sip of your drink. “And now we’re here.” You concluded.

“I mean, it’s understandable why he doesn’t want to do it.” Cirrus began. “You’re human, you can’t fight him off if things go wrong. I’m not even sure if we could.”

The Ghoulettes laughed at this, but they were right. Dew had spent centuries down in Hell, long before everyone else had even been thought of. Whenever any of the Ghouls used to rough and tumble with him, he’d beat them with ease - one arm tied behind his back kind of ease. It came as no surprise to Cirrus at least, when Dew stopped shifting into his demonic form. She may have been on his side for that, but she could at least agree with Aurora when she said that Dew was leading you on a bit.

“Do you think he’ll come round to the idea eventually?” You asked, feeling despair grapple at your bones.

“I wouldn’t like to say, kiddo.” Cumulus responded. “But, if he’s playing around with you like this, then I wouldn’t be surprised if he did come around sooner rather than later.”

“You’re just really going to have to convince him.” Aurora chimed in, before taking a sip of her own drink.

You sighed again. “And how could I convince an ancient demon to change his mind and fuck me within an inch of my life?”

The people around you stopped what they were doing and stared at you, a mixture of amusement and confusion etched on their faces. You smiled at them in response, but honestly, you were too frustrated with your demonic lover to care if anyone heard, or was offended by what you had to say.

Cirrus shook her head and rolled her eyes, especially when Aurora lost her mind with the hilarity of the situation. “Look,” she began, making an effort to quieten her voice and stop other people from overhearing her. “The way I see it, you have two choices: you either let him have his way and not go forward with the whole scenario again. Or you find a way to prove to him that you can take it and defend yourself against any attacks he may throw your way.”

“But how?” You asked, now becoming frustrated with your friends.

Cumulus raised her eyebrows. When she spoke, she did so slowly and carefully. “Well, now that we’re not on tour, some of us have some free time. What about we help build your strength up a little? Get you primed and ready to take that dick.”

Cirrus sighed, “We’re not getting one of the Ghouls to fuck him. Dew would have our heads.”

“No, no! Just ‘wrestling’ as the humans like to call it. Training. We throw ourselves at him, starting from worst to best, and then that way he’ll have a fighting chance against Dew if and when Dew finally comes around.”

Aurora nodded. “I like this plan.”

“This is a great plan.” You agreed.

“Yeah, until he gets hurt and Dew comes for our throats. I don’t know about you, but I certainly don’t have a death wish.” Cirrus commented.

You thought for a moment. “Dew doesn’t have to know.”

“___, you’re going to go back to him with bruises all over your body and he’s going to get really suspicious. Imagine what that’s going to look like if you don’t tell him - or even worse, you stop sleeping with him.”

“He respects my boundaries - if I tell him I don’t want to sleep with him then he’ll let me be.”

Cumulus clapped her hands together. “That’s settled then! Your first day will be with Aurora tomorrow!”

“Hey!” Aurora exclaimed. “Why me?”

“You’re the worst fighter, dummy.”

Cirrus nodded. “She has a point.”

Aurora hissed, bearing her fangs at her friends. “Fine.” She humphed. “I’ll see you tomorrow in the gym, pipsqueak!” She said to you, her voice petulant and childish, but bearing no ill-will. “Get ready for me to kick your human ass!”

“Bring it on, psycho.” You challenged, laughing at her when she threw a middle finger at you.

Training with the Ghouls went about exactly well as you thought it would to begin with. You were like a fish out of water, fucking up at every turn and ending up on your ass more times than you could count. It took you a while to get used to the ebb and flow of how each of them fought - each one going for a completely different style and throwing you off centre the moment you changed Ghoul, but eventually you got the hang of it. And while you didn’t win many of the fights, you were still learning and would one day be able to apply all of this to whenever Dew got sick and tired of you pestering him. But you were still by no means ready to face him yet.

You couldn’t say exactly how long it took you to get the hang of life with the Ghouls, learning everything you could from them in order to keep yourself as safe as possible the next time Dew hunted you for gratification. But it wasn’t just fighting techniques that they put in your arsenal. It was knowledge, valuable demon-hunting information that would come in handy and subdue Dew - not hurt him… much. But, as Cumulus said, after the length of time he led you on for, he deserved at least a little pain. And the pervert would probably appreciate it, too. Silver was the main vantage point for you. In demonic form, anything silver would sting the Ghoul like an electric shock would sting a human. Enough to stun him yet not powerful enough to do any permanent damage.

Your plan was simple: lure him back out to the cabin, tie him to a chair and wait until sunrise. This time, you’d win. You were sure of it.

You caught Dew just after practice one day while he was making his way to the cafeteria for some much needed nourishment. He was so pleased to see you, welcoming you into a warm embrace and kissing the top of your head. “Hello, my love.” He said, his voice chipper and comforting. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be at work?”

“No, I have about thirty minutes to kill so I thought I’d come and surprise you.” You announced through a beaming smile of your own, except yours was hiding something slightly more sinister than it should be.

Dew, however, wasn’t dumb. He knew something had to be up with you because you rarely, if ever, did this. “What do you want?”

You feigned offense. “Can a man not visit his boyfriend without a little suspicion? Honestly…” Dew remained silent but continued to stare at you. You sighed. “I was hoping you thought on the whole ‘demon shifting’ thing. It’s been so long now - I just want a definitive yes or no at this point.”

“___.” Dew groaned, his annoyance present with the tone he used. “I asked for time.”

“Dew, you’ve had time. Two shifts to be exact. It’s not fair for you to leave me hanging on like this. Just one more chance is all I ask for. It’s going to be fine, I promise you.”

“You can’t promise that - you don’t know.”

“I do know. I know that even last time, while you were in demon form, I wasn’t physically injured in any capacity, not even by you. If I fail this time, then I promise to never ask again. You won’t hear a peep out of me about it. But we both really enjoyed that night, and I want us to enjoy it again. Please?”

Dew hesitated, lost in his own head about his answer. You could see that he wanted to say yes - you knew he wanted to. All those late night fucks based solely around those few hours proved that he did. But he was still scared, still very unsure of himself when it came to his shifting and your safety. You could see the cogs in his head turning, figuring out any kind of contingencies that would help him not hurt you. But eventually, he groaned, “Fine.” Clearly apprehensive about giving his consent but did so anyway. “But, you have to promise me that you’ll call for backup this time if you need it. I want your phone on you at all times. I’ll ask them to come running when you call, okay?”

“Yes!” You celebrated. “I promise!” You leaned forward and gave him a kiss, “Thank you!”

A week later, after everything had been sorted out, the hunt was on.

You were given a minute head start just the same as last time, and so, you decided to waste none of it. This time, you were actively trying to lure him back to the cabin given that now you had items there to help you win, which now you had to. The stakes weren’t the same now - now they were much, much higher. This time, yes, it was done for some lewd reasons, but Dew’s mental health was also on the line - as was his relationship with his shifted self. Tonight had to go your way - or who knew what could happen.

This time, you remembered about his heightened sense of smell. You remembered that he could track you no matter what you did or how well you hid from him, because your clothes were exactly the same. So, hiding wasn’t much of an option - running and leaving your scent on random walls and doors was, while actively trying to avoid touching anything that could give you away completely.

You’d already made your way down to the kitchens by the time Dew had the faintest idea where you’d be. You’d kept the kitchen’s door unlocked before this all began so you could have an easy and fast escape, so you’d quickly but quietly crept downstairs and snuck into the room. Just as empty as you thought it would be. With confident steps, you wandered over to the door and pressed down on the handle.

Locked.

Your stomach dropped. It wasn’t supposed to be locked. You specifically remember running in after the last member of staff and unlocking the door again. So how could this be possible? You turned to where the key would usually sit and found it missing. In a panic, you began to search through the drawer of keys and frantically (and noisily) began your search. Your heart raced with each key that you pushed to the side, fingers wrapping around the cold metal of the handle and trying other keys in the lock that looked vaguely similar. But to no avail. The kitchen door key was missing - and you were the last one to touch it. Never mind surviving tonight, you wouldn’t survive tomorrow if Sister Imperator found out about this.

“Looking for this?”

Sharp chills ran down your spine at the sound of Dew’s voice, deep and hoarse from all the gowling he’d been doing back upstairs in his frustration over losing you. You turned quickly to find him standing there, a smug grin on his dark face exposing his white fangs to you. In his right hand, he held the key you were searching for, jingling as he shook it to emphasise his point. “I have to hand it to you,” he said tauntingly, teasingly, “You seem to be a lot more organised than last time. Trying your best, but it just isn’t good enough, is it, little one?”

“Go to Hell.” You hissed, pressing yourself into the corner of the counter and the door as Dew began taking small steps towards you.

“Been there, done that. Got the burns to prove it. Maybe I can take you there tonight, hm?”

He was incredibly close to you now, the door key only within a lose grasp. You looked at it once, then trained your eyes on his face, trying to make your plan not seem obvious. If you were fast enough, you could snatch it out of his hand, stun him, and be out of the kitchen door before he was able to recover.

“Maybe,” he continued, “I can burn you with Hellfire, too. Play a little game while you’re singing so beautifully for me.”

You stole a glance at the opposite door where Dew and yourself entered the room. Then you stole another.

Dew chuckled, a deep, guttural sound that reverberated in your ears and made your heart beat faster in fear. “I wouldn’t even think about it, my love. Do you really think you can reach that door with me boxing you in?”

“I don’t need that door.”

Before Dew had the chance to ask what you meant, you grabbed the key from his hands and, with all the strength you had in you, pushed him back a few feet, knocking him into the island counter and hitting his side. That would bruise in the morning. Because you were trying so hard to be faster, you were fumbling with the lock which wasted so much of that precious time you were hoping to save. But, eventually, you managed to unlock the door and throw it open so you could launch yourself out of it. You felt Dew’s hand on your arm, stopping you from leaving and tripping you up in your struggle to get away from him, making you land on the soft and freshly fallen snow. He was able to clamber on top of you, pinning you into the ground again, a sadistic smile on his lips.

“Gonna fuck all that fight out of you, you little shit!” He exclaimed as he started pressing all his weight onto your body.

You kept fighting him, your brain momentarily forgetting everything you’d learned with the other Ghouls, but once you recalled what you needed, you bucked your hips up, pushing him upwards over your body, wrapped your arms around his middle and flipped him off you, using that moment of brief bewilderment to make your escape. This time, you were successful.

“You cunt!” You heard him shout as you made your way through the snow-covered grounds and into the forest, determination and adrenaline coursing through your veins. “I’m gonna fucking get you. You better hope I never catch your sorry ass!”

It wasn’t long until you heard his footsteps crunching in the snow behind you, catching up to you just as quickly as he did the first night. But he only gained a great deal of distance when the cabin was in reach. With Dew almost immediately behind you, you threw the cabin door wide open, but never had the chance to close it again. Dew’s hand came in between the door and the frame, pushing it open further and sending you back into the centre of the room.

“Bringing us here again, hm? I’m not entirely convinced you’re as smart as you make out to be. Trapping yourself here with me a second time. You didn’t forget what I did to you, did you? How I took your body exactly how I wanted it.”

“Please don’t hurt me.” You pleaded with him, backing yourself up to the middle of the room and luring him further inside. You slowly made your way towards the chair that you’d already set up, trying not to make your plan too obvious. If Dew had figured you out, he didn’t say anything.

“Hurt you?” He laughed. “Oh my sweet, naive little boy. I’m not gonna hurt you - but I will make you scream.”

As he moved closer to you, he backed you up to the chair and grabbed hold of your wrist. “I’ll claim my prize now.” He told you, sitting onto the chair and pulling you onto his lap. It wasn’t particularly comfortable, given your monastic habit was still in the way, but he’d unknowingly pout himself right where you wanted him anyway, so you didn’t make any fuss at all. Letting him think that he’d won was perfect. He didn’t suspect a thing.

As quickly as your body could muster, you reached blow the chair and pulled out the chunky, silver chain that you’d stowed underneath it, realizing that the window of opportunity was closing more rapidly than you’d initially anticipated. The one hand of his that had been wrapped around your wrist was the first to be bound in the chain. He tried to buck you off him at the pain and escape imminent confinement, but you’d been much faster than him, and as pushing all of your weight onto his body, making it almost impossible for him to actually escape. Then, you wrapped the chain around the back bars of the chair a few times before turning your attention to his other hand.

Tying the second hand was a lot trickier than the first, because this time he’d regained a little more of his strength and was fighting back against you. He clawed at your skin, trying to get you to back off him and give him the chance to escape, but despite it all, somehow, you managed to get his second hand tied and secured behind the chair, like a prisoner detained by the mafia. He was secured, and the silver ensured he’d not be able to escape you.

You got off him and stood back, surveying your work and making sure everything was tight enough to keep him restrained, but lose enough that he wouldn’t be in constant pain, before heading to the cabin door, closing it, and locking it. Victory had sunk in, and your confidence had skyrocketed. “Maybe you should think twice about following people into cabins so far away from any help.” You taunted. The look on his face was incredible - he was livid.

“Let me go right now, or I swear to the Dark Lord himself I’ll personally rearrange your insides.” The hissed through gritted teeth.

The shift in power dynamics was enough to make your body come alive with excitement, the tension coiling in your stomach and sending blood rushing to your core. In that moment, looking at him helpless, angry, and a little afraid - you understood it. You saw why his demonic form liked tormenting you during these games. The power was going straight to your head and fuelling your desire to have your way with him, tied to that chair, helpless and practically begging for your touch.

You smiled, “I think I’ll claim my prize now.” You echoed his words from before, watching as his eyes widened when he realized your intentions.

He had never been in that position before: he’d never had to sit or lie there and take it. Usually he was the one dishing it out and it made him feel powerful, it made him feel Satan’s affections were justified because his strength was valuable. But now, he was tied with a silver chain to a chair, watching a mortal remove his habit and reveal his naked body, a naked body Dew loved to ravish, but usually as the party in charge. Despite all of this, he couldn’t help his cock growing at the sight of you climbing back onto his lap, your bare sex rubbing over his clothed length, getting him harder and more prepared for you by the second - and the prospect of you using him this time, of course. He closed his eyes and bit back his moan as you rutted against his centre, trying not to let it show just how good you were starting to make him feel - but it was obvious by the way he went completely silent, purposefully biting his lip just to make his point.

“Poor thing,” you teased, your tone taking on a condescending tone, “can’t do anything about it, can you? Have to sit there and take the humiliation of being bested and fucked by a human.” You chuckled and leaned forward, taking his ear between your teeth and biting gently. This allowed your bare shoulder to reach his mouth, which he took advantage of and bit down upon. It was a soft bite, around the same force he’d usually use when he was in his human form. Though, the sharpness of his fangs made a small trail of blood slip from the would, causing you to jump back. You looked at the wound before turning back to him, grasping his chin in your hand so that his chin was resting on the curve of your thumb as it swooped up to join the rest of your hand. “Am I going to have to gag you as well, or can we keep our fangs to ourselves?”

The power really was going to your head. There you were, condescending an ancient demon who could rip you in half with the same effort as a human would snap a toothpick, and yet the whole time you had a confidence befitting a colonizing Englishman - you were, in that moment, invincible. So what harm could it do to poke the bear a little more?

“When I get out of this-“

“You’ll be a human.” You interrupted, grinding down a little more against his erection. He bucked his hips but it only added to both of your pleasure, making him groan from the back of his throat. “You’ll enjoy this more if you stop fighting me.”

His bulge was ever prominent against your heat, and it dragged deliciously against that sweet spot that had you crying out loud. You lifted your hips just enough to slide your hand in between you both, cupping his cock and messaging over the uniform. “I think we should free the beast, hm? Do you want that?”

Dew didn’t answer, looking at you with total petulance.

You reached round and pulled on his hair, tugging it back and lifting his face to look directly at you, forcing his obsidian eyes to look directly into your own. “Answer me.”

“Yes.”

“Yes… what?”

You saw the moment where he swallowed his pride for the sake of his pleasure, manifesting in a literal gulp. “Yes, I want you to… release me.”

“From these chains? No can do.”

He sighed, frustrated. “Take my fucking cock out and fuck me already.”

You laughed at him. “Not if you have that attitude.”

He began to fight against you and the chains again, clearly wanting to bend you over and show you what real domination looked like - but you’d tied it too strong, and using pure silver, too. He didn’t stand a chance. “What more could you possibly want from me?”

“I want you to beg for it. I want you to whimper and moan like a pathetic little bitch to his human partner about how much his cock aches for me. I want you to cry, and whine, and moan, and curse me for how good I make you feel, putting you in your place for the first time in however many centuries it’s been. I’ll only ask you once more - do you want me to fuck you?”

His voice came out as a whimper, exactly as you’d asked, but it certainly wasn’t intentional. When the tiny, “please” fell from his mouth, you sprang into action, pulling out his monstrous girth with both of your hands and grinning at the sight of him. Fuck, you missed it. You’d been dreaming about those ridges for weeks - months maybe. You needed to feel like you were being split in two again. You needed to bounce on that cock and take him for all your own pleasure.

You were almost clinical with the way you moved. There was no romance, no seductive show, nothing short of demeaning and… ironically dehumanising the way you spat on his cock. Three globs of spit that were smeared up and down his shaft, coating him to get him sloppy enough to sink down upon. When you wrapped both of your hands around his length and rubbed, you watched his entire body tense as though he was struggling to keep it together under the most intense torture. With the leftover spit, you plunged three of those fingers deep inside your heat, stretching yourself out to take him all.

You set a slow pace, infuriatingly slow, as you sank down on him. Taking in his head, then stopping and waiting. You never told Dew what you were waiting for, and so he would get more and more agitated the longer you waited. He tried rutting his hips up to bury himself inside you, but you pulled completely off him and forced him to settle back down. Eventually, he realized you were waiting for him to react: a whimper, a whine, a groan. Some kind of verbal acknowledgment to get you to sink down just a little further, to take ridge after ridge after ridge until you had sunk down completely, swallowing him whole and leaving nothing left to offer - up until the knot at least.

Dew was trying his hardest to hold back his moans, but you were gripping him so tightly, so deliciously, he couldn’t help but let them out. Ragged breathing and whining as though he were a wounded animal, but whatever he sounded like then, it was nothing compared to when you started bouncing on him. When his tip was hitting the very back spots, bruising you in the most delightful way.

“Look at you,” you cooed, “taking it all like a good boy.” You let out a particularly loud moan when his head hit the back of your walls. “Does it feel good? Do you feel so good deep inside me, hm?”

“F-feels - fuck - feels good!” He finally admitted, teeth clenched and growls decorating his speech.

He hated submission, hated being dominated by someone who the Hells would consider unworthy. But that was also half of the reason his cock was hard in the first place. He longed to touch you. To rest his hands on your hips and guide your bouncing. To run his hands all over your body without restraint and restriction. Every now and then, when the dull ache in his wrists had been smothered by the overwhelming pleasure your tightness was bestowing upon him, he would forget that he was bound and chained to the chair and would move his hands to rest upon your body, but would feel the sting of the silver and cry out in a startling mix of pain and pleasure. Yet there he was, fully and completely submitting to a human, of all creatures, taking pleasure in the chains that were once designed to burn him.

“You’re so fucked up for liking this.” You mocked, as you lifted your hips and kept them there, hearing his choked sobs as he tried to rut upwards, chasing your warmth like an addict. “What an adorable little slut you’ve become.”

You moved your own hand down to your bundle of nerves, touching yourself frenziedly in your desperation to cum around his cock. Your movements had become shallower, taking only the first third of his cock this time instead of hitting the tip of his knot, which had now swollen ready to plug you up at a moment’s notice. You had half a mind to ruin his orgasm, but come sunrise you were already in a world of hurt, you decided better of it. Perhaps you could save that for next time.

The closer you got to your own climax, the further back down his shaft you slid, preparing yourself once again for the extra burn of his knot when it finally popped inside of you. You continued to chip way at yourself, allowing him to take the lead when it came to his own cock, feeling him use the opportunity to rut desperately into you and hurtle towards his end, which would end up coming sooner rather than later.

As you came around him, your body shuddered and tightened, squeezing his girth and choking his head. Your free hand clutched onto his body for purchase, fingernails digging into his skin and leaving dark welts in their wake. That, combined with the throbbing from the chains, caused Dew to empty himself inside you with a deep, demonic growl you’d never heard from any of the Ghouls before. He bucked into you so hard, his knot stretched you more than it had the first time you took it, causing you to cry out at the piercing feeling. At that moment, you looked at his face: his eyes were shut tight, his muscles were tense and spasming, his face was contorted in beautiful agony as he painted your walls white. His orgasm, miles more powerful than your own, lasted what felt like forever, until his body relaxed and shattered breaths escaped his lungs.

When his knot had finally deflated, and you were free to climb off him, you dressed yourself in your habit and curled up on his lap, waiting for the orange hues of dawn to spill through the cabin window and make it easier for Dew to shift back. He’d passed out, exhausted from the strain and the torment you’d put him through, but deeply and completely satisfied. And so, in the quiet waiting of the sun’s arrival, you cuddled into his chest and allowed sleep to overtake you, only to be awoken again by Dew’s stirring.

The next time you opened your eyes, he was back in his human form, arms wrapped around your body where they’d fallen out of the chain. You’d forgotten that his human self was much smaller than his demonic self. You looked up at him, rubbing the sleep from your eyes and yawning, feeling a twinge of pain in your back from the hours of bad posture.

You smiled at him. “I think I won that round.” You gloated triumphantly.

“I think you did, too.” He agreed. His tone was playful, but you could still feel that something was off.

“Did I overdo it?”

“Fuck no!” He exclaimed a little too quickly. “No, absolutely not. Human form or not, we’re doing that again.” You both laughed.

“What’s wrong?”

He sighed and kissed your forehead. “I have a lot of training to do to control myself when I’ve shifted - especially for the next time we do this.”

You nodded. “I’m here every step of the way, Dew. I can handle that - I proved that last night.”

He smiled. “You did. Come on, we’d better rest before we head back.”

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Kinktober 2023 - Day 22 – Threesome 

Terzo X Dew X Reader 

Summary: Terzo sends Dew to find the new sister that has just arrived at the Abbey to invite her dinner.  You find Dew the more interesting proposition and accept just because Dew will be there too.   

Warnings: Threesome, Oral Sex, Chaos. It Might be love.  

Notes: this is long, and no i am not sorry. haha.

BELOW IS NSFW

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Terzo was ever the flamboyant chaotic Papa, he oozed charm and charisma. Leaving many siblings and ghouls wanting to share his bed. When he wasn’t on tour with the ghost project, he was often found seducing his next bedding partner. Terzo loved the company of others especially when it meant he could get what he wanted from them which was more than often sex. They were always fully committed to pleasing him and he just as much to them, leaving many of the siblings yearning for nights with the young Papa.   

Dew was on guard duty for Terzo today, the fire ghoul loved his Papa, he really did but he often couldn’t take listening to whatever conquest Terzo was currently committing. Dew was the most ambitious one out of his pack, he oozed the ‘go away’ angsty feeling to the outside world but he had a glint in his eye that said he could make you his at any moment, should he want too. He spent most of his time with his loyal pack mates and Papa. They were enough for him. This was fairly common for fire ghouls, he had the strength, the angst and the loyalty of his pack and this was all he needed. Dew had been told about you from the other ghouls in his pack, the one Terzo was currently trying to bed, and it piqued his interest that this might be a challenge for him. He was told you were different to his normal conquests, it had him intrigued enough to place a bet with Swiss on whether Terzo would be successful or not.  

Today was just like every other in the abbey, it was a slow day. Terzo had just met you, a new sister of sin to the church, you were a bookworm and spent 90% of your day in the library helping out the other sisters with sorting ancient texts and Terzo was fascinated by you, you didn’t understand why. Maybe it was because you were a new form of pray, and something he had never had before. He first noticed you during a midnight mass he was heading, the moment came for unholy communion and as you were going to your knees before him, when you lost your balance and nearly fell in front of the whole clergy who was watching on almost losing your habit in the process but you made a quick recovery, one that made Terzo smile. He noticed you were not graceful at all, as you took the communion, maybe it was the fact you had almost ended up on your arse in front of the gazing eyes looking on. It fully amused him and from that moment he knew that he wanted to get to know you better.   

“Dew,” Terzo called out from behind his desk “Would you mind running a little errand for me?”   

Dew looked at him and replied “sure, boss. I could do with stretching my legs anyway, what do you need?”   

“Please could you go up to the library and see if the new Sorella is there? And if so, could you ask her to join me for dinner in my quarters? Tell her to dress nice” Terzo beamed  

Dew rolled his eyes. “Sure, I guess so” . He didn’t sound happy about it. Despite the fact he had been a clergy ghoul for some time now since Terzo summoned him. He hated interacting with humans, they were simple beings to him, beings that were too fragile to his liking but being one of Terzo's ghouls this was unavoidable.  

When Dew arrived at the library you were stood towards the back in the restricted section, trying to clean some of the dust that had gathered on them. It was a dirty job, but you loved working with books and where pleased to have been asked to help out in the library even if the dust set off your allergies.   

You were stood cleaning one of Primos ancient books from the restricted section that was clearly older than anything you had ever seen before, the leather of the spine was cracking, and it had a thick layer of dust settled on it, you were deeply immersed in your work, not paying attention to your surroundings. Dew noticed you and slowly made his way towards you.   

“Sister,” he said as he reached you. You didn’t hear him, Dew sighed in annoyance. “SISTER, excuse me?!” he repeated loudly this time, shocking you out of your work. You lifted your head to see the fire ghoul standing in front of you. He was handsome, striking. He had his shirt-rolled up to his elbows and the tight  

jeans didn’t-leave much for the imagination. Not your average ghoul. You met his gaze as you rubbed your nose that had been assaulted by the dust leaving it looking like you had been heavily crying “Erm... Hi?? Dew, right?” you blushed. He nodded his reply.  “Sister are you ok?” he said shocked at your appearance, trying his hardest to make it sound like he didn’t care, but failing . “I’m fine Dew, the dust... I have allergies” you gave him a soft smile as you sniffled.   

“Ok, ok...” letting it go but still looking concerned for your well-being, remembering why he was here he proceeded “Papa asked me to find you, he wanted to know if you would join him for dinner tonight in his private quarters”  

You looked at him, thinking for a second. Did you really want to be another of Papa's conquests? You had heard the gossip from the other siblings about how free-thinking Terzo was about taking people into his room. Often siblings saw it as a rite of passage into the church but from what you could tell it also brought jealousy from his previous partners.   

“Will you be their Dew?” You answered, not wanting to deny your Papas company.   

“I’m on duty all evening sister, I will be with Papa till morning” his eyes glinting at you in confusion at your answer.   

“Ok then” you smile, maybe Dew will be able to protect you from the clutches of Papa Terzo. “Tell Papa to send you to meet me at my room at about 7? I would feel more comfortable if someone accompanied me, I’m still not sure where I’m supposed to be going”   

“I'm sure that will be fine sister, oh. He also asked that you dress nicely. Whatever that means” Dew smirked at you.   

You scrunched up your face in embarrassment and let out a slight giggle.  You weren't one to normally dress nicely, you where normally covered in dust, or had some sort of questionable dirt on you.   

“See you at 7 Dew,” you said to him. Dew nodding in agreement, turned on his heels and headed back to Terzo’s quarters to give Papa his answer.   

Arriving back at the room Dew was thinking to himself and wondering why you were so interested to know if he was going to be with Papa this evening. Thinking about it more he did find you a little attractive for a human even though your face was all red from the dust, the others had been wrong about you... Maybe you weren’t Papas normal type of partner, but you were his, Intelligent, well kept, a little shy but with a quirky spark to you.   

“Papa, the sister accepted your request. She asked if I could accompany her here from the dormitory's this evening and she is still unaware of where the Papel suites are. She said about 7pm. Is that ok?” Dew said a little comfortably to Terzo as he walked back into the office coming to a halt Infront of the desk.   

“Of course, Dew, we wouldn’t want the Sorella getting lost now would we” Terzo grinned, looking like he had just got all his presents at once on Christmas morning.   

As evening rolled around Dew had had a pretty noneventful day, he spent most of it wondering about why you would be so intrigued in him, but he was trying to not let his thought distract him from his work.   

“Papa, I should go collect the sister” Dew said looking up from his watch  

“Ok Dew, don’t be long... I’ve had word that dinner is almost ready, it’s Fettuccine Alfredo if she asks ” Terzo replied.   

Dew leaves and heads towards the dormitories, he picks up your scent the moment he reaches them and can almost tell what room you were in.  He sighs as he approaches the door, shakes off his nerves and knocks. Opening the door Dews eyes widen as you stand there a long plunging black dress, your hair flowing freely over your shoulders settling just below the breasts.   

“Oh HI Dew” you say gleefully. “How did you know what room I was in, have you been following me?” you smile the cutest smile, trying to make him smile.  

“Ghoul nose, we can often pick up scents of people we are common with” He smiled.   

“Oh, I read about that when I was doing some research. It’s pretty cool” You smiled  

She had been researching Ghoul behaviour? Why would she do that?  Dew thought to himself. Dew trying to keep his mind calm, just smiles at you in reply.   

“Shall we? We wouldn’t want Papa to think I was trying to make him wait” you giggle.   

You walk towards the outer grounds on the way to the Papel suites together, “So Dew, what interests you? What makes ghouls tick? I’d love to know more” you say to Dew as you interconnect your arm into his.   

Dew looks down at his arm as you wrap yours around his and looks shiftily at you. “Well, we are all different. Me personally, I like to read, knowledge is power after all and I also play guitar in the ghost project, both are equally important to me”   

Thankfully for Dew, you had just arrived at the Papel Suites as he answered you, you look over to him as he opens the door to the room for you. “Sister, please...” He says as he guides you into the room. Removing your arm from his, hoping Terzo didn’t see that his date was wrapping her arm around his, not that Terzo would be upset but Dew didn’t want to push him.   

“Ahhh Sorella, you’ve arrived. You look stunning, sister” Terzo says gleefully, taking a small bow Infront of you being ever the showman. “Please, come with me...” He takes your arm and guides you through to the dining area. You take a sly look backwards to see where Dew was standing, noticing he had stood beside the door with his arms crossed. Looking ever the picture of strength.   

Terzo walks you to your seat and pulls out the chair for you “Sit sister, please” he says to you as you sit, and he pushes the chair in for you. Smiling as he walks to his seat and sits himself down.   

“Thank you, Papa,” you reply, as you pick the glass of wine up that was already waiting for you. You take a look around the room and notice that it is filled with art from all decades.  “This room is extraordinary, the detail in the artwork is just stunning” you smile, trying to make small talk.   

“Si, if these walls could talk sister. They would have more than history to talk about” He smiles behind his wine glass, flirting already.   

Dinner arrives and is placed in front of you, “Mmmmm Pasta” you smile gleefully, thinking you’ve just hit the jackpot. Pasta is one of your favourite dishes.  Terzo smiles at your little cute exchange, and he noticed Dew was smiling too. Terzo knows Dew well enough, they had been bonded for a while now... He had never seen you smile at a human before. This was Terzo who never missed anything when it came to human interaction, not when it was someone he wanted to bed.   

Terzo looked at Dew and shot him a smile “ Dew, would you like to join us?” Dew looked over and notices the carnal smile on Terzo’s face. Dew starts to wonder what Terzo is planning.  

“Not while I'm working Papa” Dew replied “Please, please Dew... It's fine... Sit" Terzo said.   

Dew walks over to the table and sits down knowing full well that Terzo wasn’t going to let this go, “Wine, Dew?” Terzo says to him.  

“No Papa, not tonight” Dew replies waving off the wine glass he was offering.  

“So, Sorella... How was your meal?” Terzo turns is attention back to you.  

“Beautiful Papa, I couldn’t get enough.” You smile and shoot a look at Dew who was sat with a stern look on his face.  

Terzo smiles “As I bet you are aware sister, my reputation for having sisters in my Papel suites is quite the talk of the Abbey. I have a proposition for you both, would you mind if Dew joined us in my suite this evening? “  

You look at Dew wanting to see his reaction “Well Papa, its eccentric to think I would want to join you in your suite tonight. What makes you think I would be one of those sisters?” you smile that sweet smile that Dew saw earlier. Dew likes the way you pair your naughty side with your sweet side. An angel in the skin of a demon.  

Dew smirks behind his hand knowing full well you are trying to torture Terzo, and it was hilarious.  

Terzo's Eyebrow lifts in intrigue, the smirk still on his face he decides to start questioning you “Well sister, why would you have agreed to join me otherwise? Was It Dew, was that the reason you agreed?”  

You push back your chair and stand to your feet and move towards Terzo, stopping right in front of him. “Maybe it was Papa” you say twiddling with his collar, and casting a glance at Dew as you move into kiss Terzo. Kissing Terzo passionately, you look at Dew. “Maybe he interests me” you reply. Dews eyes widen as you he watches your heated exchange with Terzo that feeling of carnal lust forming in his stomach.  

 “Dew, come here” Terzo shoots a look at Dew. Dew gets up and stands behind you in front of Terzo.  

“I have a few rules of play” Terzo glances at Dew. The ghoul tilts his head and listens “You don’t cum inside her, that’s for me tonight. I am her Papa. You can make her orgasm as many times as she can handle. Si?”  

Dew nods in agreement and takes a step closer to you placing his hands around your hips, taking in your scent he dips his head into the nape of your neck and kisses you hard, all the way up to your ear, lapping his tongue around the most sensitive part. He’s been wanting to do this all evening since he saw you in your dorm and you can feel his heat. You let out a little moan, to let Dew know just how much he excites you. Terzo with wide eyes stood watching from between your legs as the ghoul devours your neck and he moves in to kiss you. He kisses you deep, and hard and rolls his tongue into your mouth... As if to tell you without words that even though Dew is here, your Papas tonight. You return your tongue, sliding it over his as Papa pulls back. His pants now tented with his clear lust for the both of you.  

Terzo meets your gaze, as Dew slides your dress down your shoulders leaving you naked. He continues to bite and nip at your neck, hoping he is soft enough not to leave a mark. Dew was worried, his strength was far more than a human and he was losing all his senses just from feeling your naked butt against his groin. “Sorella, you are stunning” Terzo says with a wicked smile , “Isn't she Dew?” He asks the ghoul. Dew lifts his head from your neck and moves his hands to your ass “Yes Papa, she is” as he catches a cheeky squeeze. You smile through doe eyes. “Dew, do you think we should stay here or move to my bedroom” Terzo asks “Bedroom Papa” Dew replies grunting as he feels you push back onto his cock, and he quickly turns you around and kisses you lifting you, wrapping your legs around his waist as he carries you to Papa's suite. Terzo follows, giggling the smirk ever present on his face.  

Dew lays you down on the bed, you run your hands over the silk sheets underneath you as Terzo lays down next to you and Dew stands kneeled between your legs. Terzo moves into kiss you, moving his hand to your breasts and rolling your nipple around between his fingers, feeling you arch your body into his kiss. Terzo lifts his head up, continuing to move your nipples around in his fingers and looks at Dew knelt watching the whole correlation between you, Dew was rubbing his pants knowing full well he wanted to be free from the confines of his jeans.  

“Dew, go ahead” Terzo says to him. Dew grunts moving in to kiss your knees and down towards your core. He slides his fingers through your slick and finds your clit and begins to rub in circle motions. Matching Terzo’s speed with your nipples. Terzo leans back into kiss you and proceeds to bite. Leaving another mark on the other side of your neck to where Dew had left his. Dew moves in, licking your clit with his rough tongue, sending your senses flying as his spit and your wetness collide. You can feel yourself building, Terzo and Dew could see it too.  

“Dew, how does she taste” Terzo asks.   “Amazing Papa, the best ” He grunts into you as he slides a finger inside you, sending you into your first orgasm of the night. You begin seeing stars as you reach for Dews hair to grab onto pulling him in ever so closer just to chase that high. Dew pulls away as Papa Drags Dew to the side of him and they both kneel next you kissing as hard as they possible could; Both still intently high from your orgasm. Papa moves to the button on Dews jeans and undoes them for him, helping release the ache he's feeling. He then turns to his own pants and unbuttons them, removing them as Dew removes his own. You lay and watch them, heated intently.  

Papa looks down at you, clearly itching to catch his own release. “Sister are you ready for me” He asks you. You look at him, nodding. “On all fours, please” He asks nicely, positioning himself behind you. Dew moving to face you, while Terzo Runs his fingers up your back. “Please Papa” you beg him. As he thrusts inside you, just as quickly as you moan. Your eyes roll back as he does, trying to keep your eye contact firmly on Dew. Dew moves closer pushing a finger into your mouth, letting it slide around your mouth and returns it to his cock and places your saliva around his cock that was already glistening with precum.  

“Dew, Please, my mouth” You moan through Papas thrusts. Dew complies moving his cock into your mouth, and you begin to take roll your tongue around him as you feel his hips arch pushing himself even deeper into your mouth. Terzo picks up the pace thrusting even more, chasing his own lust as he pushes deeper to find your sweet spot. You moan against Dews cock, as Terzo hits it. In that moment both of them lose all sense of reality and thrusts and push into you. Dew reaching his peak first pulling out of your mouth before he cums. Grabbing his cock in his hand with a swift speed he finishes against his hands, moaning for your head as he leans into you to steady him as he cums. Terzo’s thrust get harder and faster, just as your orgasm builds again, and you both reach your orgasm together. Terzo filling you with his hot liquid, that you clearly earned... You all lay on Terzo's bed trying to catch your breath as you notice Dew move closer to you and grab your hand.  

Maybe the fire ghoul had more than an interest in you or maybe this is the start of something interesting. Dew didn’t care, he just needed you.  

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[namelessghoulsfacelessblogs]

Fanning the Flames

Sodo/Dew still getting used to his body after his elemental transition... Alpha decides he can be of some help.

"Shit-!" Sodomizer growled low in his throat as he cleaned off his hands again, growling. Ever since he had become a Fire ghoul, he'd been having trouble with anything water based.

Unfortunately for him, that included a majority of his lubes. They'd get far too hot way too fast, or they'd evaporate. His body temperature was all over the place, and it was starting to drive him crazy- not only because of the lack of his ability to pleasure himself, but also because he constantly felt feverish, sometimes like he was being burnt out of his own skin.

He walked out to the kitchen to grab an ice pack- hoping to soothe himself with the cold feeling, only to run into Alpha. The oldest Fire ghoul looked at him after he stumbled away from his chest.

"Hey little spark. You going somewhere?" He tilted his head to the side, smiling down at the smaller ghoul.

"Kitchen." Sodo responded with a heavy sigh. "Getting another ice pack." He slipped around the much taller Ghoul, not wanting to prolong standing in the halls.

"Again-? That's the third one today." Alpha followed. "You haven't learned how to control your temperature yet?"

"What-?" The water-turned-fire ghoul looked back at Alpha, brows raised.

"You-" He took a step forward and gently placed a hand on Sodo's forehead. "Shit- you haven't, have you? C'mon. I'll help." He took the smaller ghoul into his arms and carried him to his room- not without some struggling and squirming.

"Alpha- Stop it- Let me go!" Sodo's tail lashed, smacking at the bigger man's arms along, but his grip held firm and only let up when Alpha set Sodomizer on the bed.

"Hold still, I'm trying to help you." His large hands began to remove Sodo's (admittedly minimal) clothing, the tank top and boxers being set aside as Alpha looked him over. Those eyes.. Sodo had to consciously try not to get turned on. "You're flushed all over.. Guess the others haven't taught you about controlling the heat."

"What are you talking about?" Sodo looked up, mismatched blue and yellow meeting a deep crimson.

"Fire Ghouls have a higher internal temperature than humans and most other Ghouls. Our bodies can get overwhelmed with it sometimes- usually gets worse with heats or illness." Alpha gently traced his fingers along Sodo's chest, settling just above his heart. "I know you're still new to the element.. I can teach you how to control it, make it easier to handle. Usually we learn young, or it's instinct, but.." The mention of the transition still made Alpha a bit touchy- not because he didn't like it or approve, but because he knew it was rough on Ghouls no matter what. He'd seen what happened to Delta, and had been worried about Dew since it happened.

"... You.. How are you going to teach me something you've known from birth?" Sodo's tail curled around himself, and he crossed his arms. Without his clothes, he could relax a little- but it was still far too warm. Still, being stared at, looked at that way.. He knew something was in Alpha's mind.

"... With a bit of physical reaction." He reached over and gently traced a finger down the center of Sodo's chest, making him shiver.

"What-?" The new fire ghoul watched Alpha's finger trail along the blackened area over his heart on his chest, and he exhaled heavily, which made the older ghoul stop.

"Look.. Learning through action is best with these things.. I'll help you.. As long as you're okay with that.." His eyes were a darker red compared to Sodo's bright yellowish-orange one. He was bigger too, but he looked so.. Soft, so gentle.. It somehow brought Sodo some comfort in that moment- a kind he hadn't felt in a while.

".. Okay.. Just.." He shuddered, and Alpha nodded at him.

"Alright. Stay here. Get as comfortable as you can. I'm gonna grab a few things." A smile graced his features and he retreated to the kitchen. When he returned, he was holding a large bowl and a towel- which confused him, but when Alpha gently eased him down with hands chilled by the ice, he nearly purred. "Mmnh.. That.."

"Feels nice?" Alpha set the bowl down on his nightstand, then reached over and grabbed something from it- an ice cube. He moved his hand above Sodo's chest, and then gently eased it down and ran it over his skin. It hissed softly as Alpha began to trace it in patterns over it, and it made Sodo gasp and whimper with relief. He didn't even realize just how *good* it was until he had felt it.. And then, he realized his thighs were pressing closer together and his cock was starting to perk up.

"Shit- Alpha, I-" He went to explain before he spotted the look un Alpha's eyes- recognition.

"Shh, it's fine.. It feels good.. And your body is still getting used to feeling physical things again.. It can get like this with fevers for me sometimes, there's no shame in it." Alpha hummed and gently cupped Sodo's cheek in his larger hand. "You want me to keep going? I want you to focus on the cold feeling, how it feels on your skin, and try to spread that through your body even without the ice."

"Mmnh-" Sodomizer shivered and nodded, nuzzling into Alpha's hand as he started purring. "Feels good.." He focused on the cool feeling, and he tried to obey Alpha's instructions, but with his hardening cock-

"Ah-!" He gasped as he felt Alpha's larger hand pressing gently on his belly, wet and cool from the ice, and he looked at him, whining. "Alpha-?"

"I'm focusing on where the warmth is gathering.. Because it'll be much harder to control there.." Alpha's voice was low, and he grabbed another ice cube, gently tracing it around Sodo's navel. He whined and gripped the sheets underneath him.

"You're- You're just teasing-" His tail snaked around Alpha's arm, to which the ghoul chuckled.

"Maybe a little.. But you're enjoying it.. And tell me now, little spark, are you still burning up?"

That.. He paused, realizing that he'd been able to cool his body down with Alpha's method, even despite the teasing. He'd been so focused on the good feeling of the ice that he'd actually managed to start regulating his temperature better..

Alpha purred and moved down, then popped the ice cube into his mouth. Quickly, using his own control over the temperature of his tongue, it melted, and he swallowed the water, letting his mouth cool down fast before he leaned down and took the head of Sodo's warm, aching cock into his mouth. The smaller ghoul gasped and grabbed for Alpha's horns to steady him, and he took in his cock all the way without much trouble. He traced his now cold tongue along Sodo's cock, and it drove the new fire ghoul insane. He panted and let out little noises of pleasure from somewhere more feral than usual.

Within a millisecond, Alpha had gotten into a rhythm, and Sodo had become a whimpering, whining mess, all the heat in his body seemingly flowing into his cock as it wept with precum the same consistency and warmth as hot caramel. Alpha squeezed Sodo's thighs, nails digging into his skin this time, and the pain morphed into pleasure as Sodo's dick was sucked. It throbbed and twitched, and Sodo gripped Alpha's horns tighter, nails scratching along them as he finally built up to climax. His cock practically exploded with hot, thick ropes of cum, and Alpha purred as he milked him dry, swallowing every last drop. Both of them panted as he pulled off, and Sodo was left shaking with pleasure and a strange newfound sense of balance in his body.

"Th-thank you.." He looked at Alpha, who was climbing on top of him.

"Don't thank me yet.. I have a few more lessons for you.." His lips locked onto Sodo's, and he pressed his hard cock against his thigh through his pants.

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[kiss-the-go--ghost]

Good Things Come to Those Who Wait

(Dom!Dewdrop/Transmasc!Reader smut)

Copypasted from AO3. Let’s hope the format isn’t fucked up

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"On your knees"

The order wasn't particularly sharp but the intent behind it was very clear, sending a flood of warmth down, down...

Oh god.

Your knees hit the thin carpet of Dewdrop's quarters just as you felt the heady sensation overflow and run down your inner thigh, a testament to your excitement. Sweet Satanas, just knowing what was coming quickened your pulse and sent buzzes of anticipation fizzling up your spine. You struggled with the very tempting impulse to grab his belt and do what he was taking an unfairly long time to do, but you knew you had to wait, to be good if you were gonna get the reward he’d promised; and fuck, you wanted it bad. As if he could sense your impatience (in all honestly, with him being a ghoul he probably could), he huffed a laugh.

"Simmer down, pretty boy. We haven't even started yet." He ran a surprisingly gentle hand through your hair and you could feel the tips of his claws brush your scalp. You shivered and leaned into his touch. "Y'know, 'Good things come to those who wait' and all that. Why don't you wait and see what good things are coming your way?" Smirking as you nodded fervently, he began to fiddle with his belt at last.

The clink of the buckle and the slight rasp of your bated breaths were jarring in the otherwise silent room, mingling to form a ringing chorus of tension. There was a glint of light off the buckle and a rustle of fabric, then at last. At last it was time. Dew took his cock in hand, already flushed and half-hard, and gave it a few languid strokes. The fucker had to be purposely dragging this out; his shit-eating grin said it all.

”Are you sure you can take it?” He drawled. “Wouldn’t wanna tire you out too bad-“ his veiled challenge cut off with a surprised hiss as you cheekily ran your tongue over the tip, dipping into the slit.

A growl rumbled low in his throat, “Oh, so that’s how it’s gonna be, huh?” And your smugness evaporated as he grabbed your jaw, forced your mouth open, and slid himself in all the way to the base. You choked and dug your nails into his thighs as reflexive tears streamed down your face. Dew might not have been the biggest around, but he was definitely not lacking in length and fuck was it never more obvious than when his dick was halfway down your throat. You’d never been more grateful he wasn’t fully hard yet; it would’ve hurt like all hell if he had been. That didn’t last long, though. You could feel his cock stiffening in your throat the more you swallowed and gagged in your attempts to acclimate.

Struggling to stay focused, you did your best to adjust to the intrusion as he began to roll his hips; relatively slowly at first, but soon his pace began to grow more and more feverish. Never one to hold back or deny himself, he fucked your mouth in earnest; fingers tangled in the sweat-damp hair on the back of your head, moving you wherever he wanted you, chasing his pleasure at your expense with his head thrown back. Growls and huffs and curses fell from his lips. You had a vague awareness of your arousal absolutely dripping down your thighs. Barely able to think through the haze of blind hunger and want that wreathed around you both, soaking into your very bones, you went off impulse and whatever scatters scraps of coherency you had left and traced your tongue over every bit of skin it could reach, swallowing around him.

He let out a harsh gasp, “Fuck! Do that again,” as he somehow pushed even deeper into your throat.

You were rewarded with Dew’s blissful rumble as his head fell forward and his claws dug into your skin.

“Good boy,” he groaned, “Keep it up, I’m getting close.” He shifted his weight, legs twitching, searching for just the right angle. You knew exactly when he found it.

Glowing heat surged in your core and your jaw ached as his hips juddered and snapped forward in earnest, tail whipping and body taut with tension, frenzied and unrestrained. His erratic thrusts were incendiary, hungrier than wildfire and just as all-consuming. The feeling made your eyes roll and your cunt throb.

So lost in the scorching miasma were you that you almost missed Dew’s strained grunt of desperation; a sound that plunged its salacious claws deep into your soul and dragged a moan, low and ardent, from the depths of your chest. Something sizzled in the air and an acrid smell crackled in your nose as every one of his muscles drew taut. Wet heat gushed down your throat. He keened, the rough sound broken and catching in his throat; hunching over as his hips stuttered and jerked with the jolting pleasure, gradually slowing.

A fleeting moment of silence, only broken by your synchronized heavy breaths. You felt a thin trickle of blood slide down your neck; he’d dug his claws in when he came and they must’ve broken your skin. No movement. Then a rustle of fabric stirred in the stillness and Dew pulled out of your mouth, a thin strand of mingled drool and cum hanging suspended between your lips and his cock before it broke and dwindled away to nothing.

Your vision was hazy, your thighs were wet, and your mouth would be sore for days but fuck was it worth it. Even without having gotten your reward yet, it was so very worth it. Locking eyes with Dew was all the promise you needed. The look he gave you spoke of how completely he was about to ruin you and oh, you trembled at the thought.

You got shakily to your feet. Wasting no time, he strode towards you as soon as you steadied yourself, intent blazing in his eyes; backing you up until your legs hit the edge of the bed and you fell back onto the sheets. Dew’s hands gripped your thighs and he loomed over you with all the menace and primal promise of a ghoul who had captured its prey and was about to feast.

”Now sweetheart… How about that reward?”

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[ghoulette-knell]

the urge to write an enemies to lovers fic for sodo is so strong rn

hate fucking???? yes

it’s strong

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[juliacoller]

Ghoul and Ghoulettes Smut HC's

I absolutely needed to throw all of my ideas out there, and this isn't even all of them

Warnings: breeding kink, biting, nipple play, choking, dacryphilia, puppy!Mountain, size kink, praise kink, body worship, foot fetish, roughhhh sex, feminization, strap on play, and oral (female and male recieving)

Word Count: 2,334 words

Swiss:

He absolutely has a breeding kink

Loves to bite on his partner, leaving marks just from scraping his fangs over their skin

Could spend hours just sucking on his partner's nipples, loving the way they squirm and whimper as he licks and laps at their rosy buds

Speaking of whimpering, he absolutely loves a noisy partner, as he himself cannot shut up during sex. He loves being vocal, moaning, groaning, whimpering, and especially crying

"Gotta cum in you"

"One more for me, baby"

"Gonna let me knot you?"

"Gotta fuck you so good"

"Such a messy boy/girl/baby"

Loves to watch his partner cry from pleasure, so overwhelmed that all they can do is sob and beg

Wants to watch mascara and tears stream down their face, trace the lines, and lick the tears off of them

Get a hand around his throat and he's immediately gone, stare into his eyes and threaten him with a real sweet promise and he will be putty in your hands

He's willing to get on his knees for anyone he finds worthy, nearly kissing the ground they walk on. He will go to embarrassing lengths to worship their partner

Sidenote: We all know that all of the ghouls are in intimate relationships with each other aka... they fuck

To continue on that: Swiss absolutely LOVES sex with Cumulus, something about how plush her thighs are around his face, the squish of her tummy against his as he fucks into her, and the jiggle of her tits as she viscously rides him. He just has something for the way her body envelopes him and reacts to each movement he makes.

Aether:

Aether likes to be reminded that he is bigger than his partner (if true), likes having them under him, watching them drown in his presence

Def hard dom vibes, will do anything for his partner to service them but will not take any brattiness, he won't be asking them to do anything, he will be forcing them to obey

Will fuck the brattiness out of anyone, he once got Dew to stop bitching about how bad his fingers hurt from practice by giving them something else to do

Likes to have his nipples played with, I HC that he got them pierced at some point when they were on the road. He saw just how much Dew loves having the jewelry played with and had to know what it was about.

Please touch his nips.

Wants to put his hands to use, will use them to jack off any of the other ghouls before a ritual, or sink them so deep into his bandmates until they are whimpering and sobbing into his shoulder

He misses touring with the Ghost Project but doesn't shy away from sending videos to his pack mates, reminding them of just how much he misses fucking them

Phantom:

He has a ginormous praise kink, with him being so new and unsure of everything it can be overwhelming, but the moment Swiss opens his mouth to say, "Pretty boy really does have some talent" at their first rehearsal, Phantom can't get it out of his brain until later that night as he whimpers and moans in the shower

He's so bendy??

Likes when his partner forces him into different positions, wants his partner to shove his knees above his head as they hold him and fuck him into the bed

When he first gets involved with the other ghouls, he is almost always the bottom, a bit too shy to be bratty or take control of a space, but once he gets a bit more comfortable he works his way up to topping Sodo, but having to rely on (to Sodo's excitement) his quintessence a bit much

He tends to be a bit quiet in his day-to-day life but is very expressive in his body language, his eyebrows are always responding and his posture is a giveaway of his emotions

His quietness does translate to his loudness during sex, he's normally quiet and tries to swallow his noises as much as he can, but when his partner gets him too worked up he can let out little whimpers and groans that are soooooo meek, but it definitely gives his partner a sense of achievement

He likes his hair being played with, tugging, braiding, brushing, just about anything will make his heart tug simply because his partner wants to play with his hair

Sodo:

He's a brat...

What more do you want me to say?

He wants to get pissed off and have someone put him in his place, force his face into the bed as they pound him from behind, tell him that he's dramatic and ridiculous, degrade him and remind him of just how rude he can be, but he is never, ever, left to feel alone or unwanted.

Sodo has some separation issues, fearful that his pack will leave him to be alone, that they will ostracize him, that one day they will get sick of his antics.

Due to these fears, he needs reassurance. He loves his rough sex, loves when his fellow ghouls degrade him, but he needs the aftercare after.

Like Sodo wants to lay in bed or in the bath and cuddle until he falls asleep, he doesn't ask for much but he just wants to be held and reassured.

He's kinda like a kitten after sex, he just makes little mewling and purring sounds and squishes his face up against his partner

Enough kitty dew, Sodo will do just about anything and everything with his partner

Want him to choke you? He's there in a second

Want him to cry when you fuck him? Don't even have to ask

All to say, Sodo is pretty much all game for anything his partner wants. But, I think that comes from the people pleaser in him.

Rain:

He's babygirl.

He wants to be rammed into the bed while being called pretty

Put him in some frilly lingerie and embarrass him and he'll be blushing like crazy

When he blushes, it's not only his cheeks. His chest erupts in blooms of red and pink, his ears get red like cherries, and his neck becomes a beautiful light pink.

He wants to get all hot and embarrassed in front of his partner, he wants tears to flow from his cheeks, and he especially wants them to lick said tears off of his cheeks when their done

Loves to have sex in water, sign him up for shower sex any time

He wants to be in touch with his element while his partner sucks his soul out of him, or while he shoves them against the wall and desperately fucks them

He likes to have sex in the lake that is near the Abbey, on the bank or while in the water, wants to just be in his element and in his partner

Isn't afraid of domming sometimes, he will put someone in their place and fuck them until they're crying desperate

He is very clumsy

He tends to get a lot of bruises, he wants to look at them and see how the blue, purple, and yellow stain his skin

He especially likes when his partner pushes their thumb into the bruises, a cry erupting from deep in his chest

Wants the pain to intervene with his pleasure, sting through just as he feels good

He falls a lot, he has a hard time with his exceptionally long limbs, this translates into his sex quite often

He's bendy, tied up like a human pretzel, and he wants to be treated as such. He likes pulling his knees up and holding the backs of his knees, he especially likes when Aether pushes him back, up, and over so that his knees are over his head and pushing into the bed.

Please... he's the definition of Babygirl

Mountain:

He's just so biggggg

He looms over his partner, and it comforts him to know that

His hands especially are big, can wrap them around his partner's neck and they easily cover the entire front

He likes to shove his hands in his partner's mouth, make them gag and swallow around his fingers and see the way tears prick in the corner of their eyes just from the mere size of his hands

His large size also translates to his cock, and boy does he love to watch the way his partner's body swallows him and eagerly takes him

He has a foot fetish, sorry

He loves to give foot rubs, using the excuse that he just wants to "relieve some stress" for his partner, but they both know how much it affects him

Their foot in his lap and hands, his cock is twitching in his pants, saliva is pooling in his mouth

It's not long before he's drooling over them and kissing up their legs, begging to be inside of them

He likes to be called things like, "pretty boy", "beautiful", and "little thing"

Make him feel pretty, he's so big and he's always equated with being so masculine, he wants to be someone's little toy

As much as he loves being the dominant one, he wants to be humiliated, wants to submit to someone

He wants to sob and scream for his partner, bow to their feet and worship the ground they walk on

He wants them to tell him just how bad he's been, shove his face into the ground and watch his tears dampen the carpet

I also am a firm puppy!Mountain believer.

Cumulus:

She's so soft, and everyone knows it and wants to benefit from it\

She loves when she gets to dom her partner

Likes watching tears flow down their face, especially likes when they wear mascara or eyeliner, the streams of black only encouraging her more

Likes when she gets to shove her partner's head between her thighs, not only does she enjoy the blinding pleasure they give her, but she likes that she gets to see their eyes roll back, hair get all jostled from her fingers, and tongue lapping so deliciously at her folds

She wants to see bruises on her thighs from her partner gripping her too tight

Please squish your face in her tummy and thighs, she's so soft and comfy, it's a real turn on for her if you squeeze and love these places on her

She def has a strap and uses it frequently

The boys in the pack beg for her to use it on them, hearing stories from Dew about just how rough she was on him, he couldn't walk for quite some time after

Cirrus and Sunny are very familiar with her strap and beg for it quite often

She is waiting to fucking Rora with her strap, too nervous to break her down too quick

Cirrus:

She's mommy. She expects to be called such.

She likes standing above her partner, making them feel small under her stare, shrinking into their own embarrassment

She wants to ride her partner and pretend that it isn't affecting her at all, stare in their eyes and see the tears as they form

Her fingers are dexterous, nimble, and lithe

She wants to shove her fingers in every place possible

Shoving her fingers into her partner's mouth, forcing them to swallow and gag around them, she wants them to swirl their tongue around her digits and sob as she deprives them of all sensations besides her fingers in their mouth

Shoving their fingers in their hole, watching them sob and writhe around her, their hole squeezing on her fingers

Although she wants to stretch her partner out, she doesn't plan on utilizing their hole, she wants them to impale her

She'll leave them leaking and stretched, only for her to sink onto their cock/strap

She is desperate to leave marks on her partner, scratching and sucking all over their skin. Going as far as drawing blood after digging her nails in too far

Cirrus wants to look at the marks afterwards, run her hands over the cuts and bruises with care, pressing kisses to all of the parts of their skin that are still sensitive

Aurora:

She's such a princess

Which also means she's a pillow princess, she loves when her partner takes care of her, she feels like it's proof of their dedication for her

She wants her partner to tell her how pretty she is as she lays there and takes whatever they give her, little tears pricking her eyes as she gets so incredibly overwhelmed with pleasure

She wants to be overstimulated and overwhelmed, she will take whatever her partner gives her, even if that means her body is writhing and begging for them to stop

She likes when her partner gives her hickeys all over her body, she likes when she can look at the purple blooms all across her beautiful skin

She especially likes when her partner rubs their hands all over her when she's sore after sex, pressing their fingers into the bruises forcing a small moan to leave her lips

She wants to be called such lovely names, make her feel pretty

"Princess" and "Pretty Girl"

She will also become a bit bratty if she is called anything different, when her partner calls her "messy girl" when she's got a bit of their cum dripping out of her mouth she immediately pouts and becomes a bit more resilient

She's just so soft and pretty

The pack is so gentle with her, but she snapped at Mountain one day and begged him to absolutely wreck her, that she's "not made of glass, now please fuck me"

She ended up sobbing as he folded her in half and fucked her within an inch of her life

After that, the pack was a little less gentle with her and realized that she can take more than they originally thought

#the band ghost #ghost band #shitghosting #ghost the band #ghost bc #rain ghoul #smut #swiss army ghoul #swiss ghoul #swiss ghost #swiss #swissarmy #sodomites #sodo #sodomizer ghoul #sodo ghoul #cumulus ghoulette #cumulus ghost #dewdrop #dewdrop ghoul #dewdrop ghost #raindrop #rain ghoul smut #rain ghost #aether #aether ghoul #cirrus ghoulette #cirrus ghost #aurora

[bupia]

42 with dew 🌹

Inexperienced Smut Prompts: Dewdrop, Ghoul

"So excited already..."

There's a smut bellow the cut, +18 only, please. (oral sex & fingering; overstimulation) [AFAB!Reader]

"Are you sure about it?" he inquired.

"Y-Yes," you managed to say trying to sound less nervous than you were.

"You know you could ask it to Papa and he would do it for you," he said with a playful giggle escaping his lips.

"I know," you averted your gaze from his, staring at the floor. "But... I really want you to do it."

"If that's what you want," he took a step closer to you, causing your back to colide against the wall of the hallway. "I can help you with it."

Dewdrop got his body pressed on yours, leaning his face down to your neck, taking a deep breath. His hand found it way to your waist, he turned your back to him and pressed his body tighter against yours.

"You're so excited already..." Dewdrop whispered close to your ear. "I can smell it on you."

You turned and looked at him above your shoulder. "I... I can't help."

"I thought you would be a little more nervous," he teased with a grin.

"No, I'm not," you replied, biting your lower lip.

He leaned in and kissed your cheek before whispering, "I want you to know that I'm not going to hurt you."

His words had the effect of making you feel a touch shy, and you nodded in response, your cheeks tinted with a hint of a blush.

"I... I know."

"You don't sound too sure of it," he said playfully. "Are you sure you want me to do it?"

You turned your body to look at him, face-to-face. You sighed and leaned against him.

"I just don't know what to expect," you answered honestly.

"Should we..." he paused, taking a deep breath. "Move to my quarters, so you can find out?"

You nodded and he grabbed your hand. You followed him down the hall towards a door, his quarters door. When you walked into the room, you were surprised by how small it was. The bed almost took up most of the space. A dresser stood against the wall and a nightstand next to it.

Dewdrop turned to you. "Feel yourself at home," he told you.

"Thank you," you said shyly.

"Now," he started, slowly removing his mask.

Your gaze remained fixed on him as he took off his mask, allowing his hair to cascade over his shoulder, as though it had materialized from beneath the concealment. In an instant, his yellowish eyes locked onto yours, sparking a fervor within you.

"Get undressed for me," he ordered.

You started to protest but he cut you off with his finger over your lips. "I will not tell you again."

You nodded seeing him smiling. You began to remove your habit, his eyes following every move you made. When you were completely naked, he stepped forward and kissed your deeply. His hot hands roamed over your body causing a contrast to the heat of your own body.

"You feel so good," he whispered in your ear. "Touch you is so good," he continued. "I want to touch you everywhere," he added, pulling away from your lips.

He took your hand on his, leading you to the bed, lying you down. He reached out and ran his fingers through your hair.

"You're so soft..." he commented. "So smooth," he whispered.

Leaning in, he kissed your neck. You moaned softly as he pressed warm kisses on your neck again, this time moving to your collarbone. He kissed and licked every inch of your neck with his forked tongue until he reached your earlobe. He gently sucked it into his mouth, causing you to moan louder.

"Do you like that?" he asked.

"Yes," you replied breathless.

"Good," he grinned. "Because I'm going to make you scream my name."

He slowly kissed his way down your neck, stopping briefly to suck your nipples into his mouth. He moved down further, kissing your belly button. He stopped there and used his tongue to trace a like around it. He then kissed his way down to your core. He looked up at you and smirked.

"It looks like someone else is enjoying this as much as I am," he said.

He slid down, kissing your inner thighs. You could feel his warm breath on your core. He blew softly on it, making you shiver. He continued and flickered his tongue across your arousal. You cried out and he continued to lick and kiss your flesh. He kissed the inside of your tight, avoiding your clit. He stopped there, breathing on you. You whimpered, feeling yourself getting wetter and wetter.

"P-Please, dew..."

He blew harder, blowing across your clit. You moaned loudly and he blew harder yet, blowing directly on your clit. Then he slowly ran his tongue along your slit, he slowly licked his way up your slit, pausing to suck each of your folds into his mouth. You felt your legs tremble and instinctively closed them with a fast move. Dewdrop grunt and spread your legs apart in a abrupt move, burring his face in your core.

You gasped as his tongue darted out and licked you. He licked up and down your slit, occasionally flicking your clit with his tongue. You grabbed the sheets with your fists, squirming beneath him, trying to get closer to his mouth. He laughed devilishly and slid two fingers inside you. You whined as he pushed them deep inside you.

"You can beg for it, but we need to get you ready, right?"

You couldn't reply him as he pumped them in and out of you, using his thumb to rub your clit. He pushed them as far inside you as they would go and curled his fingers upward, rubbing your spot. You closed your eyes and moaned louder.

"DEW!" you screamed.

You heard a pleasant chuckle coming from him."I told you I was going to make you scream my name, didn't I?"

He sucked your clit into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue, licking it across the split of his forked tongue, sending shivers of pleasure down your body. Your hips rose off the bed as you couldn't handle it, you came hard. But he didn't stop though. He kept sucking your clit and fingering you, your walls contracting on his fingers.

"Oh- Fuck, Dew! Ye... yes!" you moaned, rolling your eyes to the back of your head. "Don't stop," you begged.

He inserted another finger and increased his pace. You felt another orgasm building. It was like if he knew exactly what to do to bring you to the edge. You screamed his name again, hearing another pleasant chuckle coming from him, and this only made he pumped his fingers faster in and out, hitting your spot.

"D... Dew... Please, I can't take it, please," you whimpered, begging. But the reality is that you didn't want him to stop, not even for a minute.

He sucked harder on your clit, bringing it to his mouth, biting it lightly. Letting it go with a loud pop sound, he growled, rolling his eyes in pleasure. He went removed his fingers inside you, replacing them with his tongue. He licked your core from bottom to top, tasting your juices. He lapped up every drop of your previous orgasm, savoring it.

"Fuck, you have the sweetest taste ever," he said with a husky tone. "How can you be so tasty?"

"Dewdrop! Fuck me!" you yelled.

Dewdrop slid his tongue into your entrance, furiously, thrusting his tongue in and out of you. He licked harder, faster, making you scream in pleasure.

"Please, please, please, I can't do it anymore," you whimpered, arching your back. "Please, I need you, I need you dew!"

He shoved his fingers back inside you and pumped you with them. Using his other hand, he rubbed your clit, creating a mix of sensations between your legs.

"Just one more time," he pleaded. "Cum just one more time for me," he said. "Please, you're doing so well, I need you to cum just once more for me."

"Ah! I... I'm go-Oh! Yes! I'm going to cu-"

You couldn't finish your sentence as your orgasm hit you hard. Your muscles contracted around his fingers. You screamed again, and he removed his fingers, licking your core clean.

"I knew you could do it," he said with a mischievously smile on his lips.

You couldn't utter a word, your chest was moving fast as you tried to breath. He climbed onto you, licking your juice from his lips, slowly growing a devilish on his lips.

"Ready to scream my name even louder now?" he asked.

You locked your gaze on his and squeak as you felt his hardness pressing between your wetness. You nodded and he leaned down, taking your lips in a passionately kiss.

#prompt writing #smut prompt #smut prompts #smut writing #dewdrop prompt #dewdrop smut #ghost band #the band ghost #ghost the band #dewdrop #ghost bc #sodomizer ghoul #ghoul prompt #dewdrop ghost #dewdrop ghoul #dewdrop x reader #sodo ghoul #sodo ghost #sodo x reader #nameless ghoul

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

“adorably fuckable”

❤︎ synopsis — a little bit of naughtiness can go a long way, in more ways than one too

pairing: nameless ghouls x gn!reader

theme: smut ❣︎

a/n: i wanted to try a different writing style this time. this is all just pure smutty headcanons with the nameless ghouls because i’m shameless as hell. i’ll make a ghoulettes version soon

cw: nsfw content. it’s all pure smut guys. the ghouls have heat cycles. bdsm. cnc (?). orgasm denial. pet play. primal play (?). blood kink. dacryphilia. shower sex. spanking. semi-public sex. somnophilia. mirror sex. size kink. usage of toys. voyeurism. corruption kink, choking and biting. degradation. they’re ghouls, so they’re very feral.

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➻ sodomizer ghoul

this man is FERAL as hell

he wants to keep you all to himself

and you bet your ass he’s going to show everyone who you belong to

sodo is big on biting. he loves sinking his fangs into your flesh and marking you up with reddish-purple bruised hickeys

if he makes you bleed by biting you he’s only going to get more turned on

he likes seeing you covered in blood

those hands of his are sexy as hell, and he’s using those hands to grip onto any bare flesh his claws can grasp

especially on your ass. sodo likes to squeeze those bare cheeks and spank them until they’re red

being the lead guitarist = good with his fingers

sodo can and will force you on his lap while he fingers your tight heat into oblivion/jerks you off until you’re seeing stars

also pull on his tail if you want to make him go absolutely feral

even the slightest touch on his tail will literally have him rock hard in his pants. his sex drive is that high

this man is cocky as hell

sodo’s really into fucking you against the mirror. he likes to see how good he is at making you feel good

he MAKES you watch him fuck you. will literally grab your chin and force you to look straight into the mirror, just so you can see how his cock disappears into your hole.

“see that? see how good i’m fucking you? mmmh~ no other ghoul can make you feel like this.”

sodo is a lot easier to set off when he’s in heat. but he’s also really unpredictable.

he can be a rough and aggressive mess that wants nothing more than to force you into doggy position and just rail you from behind

or he’ll be a bratty and whimpering mess, begging for you to touch him

he hates to admit that he likes subbing while he’s in heat because it hurts his ego, but sometimes he wants to be pampered and treated like a prince when in bed

even though he’s a huge brat when that’s the case. sodo can’t listen to anything for shit

sodo also likes to fight with you during sex

not in a sense where it’s like actual fighting, but he likes to challenge you on who can dominate the other better

always playing with the power dynamic, teasing each other with dirty remarks, it gets his rocks off

and it usually tends to be a 50/50 on both ends. he likes the equal power dynamic because it turns him on

“mmmh~… look at you.. such a mess underneath me. not putting up much of a fight now, eh?” sodo chuckles lustfully, before shoving your head down to the pillow again as he pounded his cock into you from behind.

“you’re such a slut for my dick.. aren’t ya? such a pretty thing you are… taking me so well.”

you could only whimper softly from the feeling of his hard length pushing deep within your hole. you turned your head slightly, and was met with his hungry, promiscuous gaze.

“hah… i’d argue that you’re more of a slut than me… considering how hard you are.” you retorted back with a teasing grin. though, that grin was quickly wiped off your face when sodo slammed the head of his cock into your sweet spot again.

“shit!”

“awww.. would you look at that? not much of a talker now… are ya?”

sodo then grabbed a fistful of your hair, and craned your head up, forcing you to look in the mirror in front of his bed. you could see in full view how he was slamming his hips into you, and the feeling just made you more worked up.

and sodo could feel it too.

“good fucking plaything.”

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➻ rain ghoul

rain is a little more vanilla than most of his fellow ghouls

key word: a little

that doesn’t mean he can’t be absolutely feral and wild at times

as a water ghoul, rain absolutely adores shower sex

sometimes he’ll just gently knock on your bathroom door, asking politely to let him fuck you

but you can hear his heavy ass, horny breathing from the other side and it also gets you worked up.

one time, it was raining outside, and rain couldn’t resist dragging you outside and rail you like crazy while the raindrops were hitting your guys’ bodies.

he couldn’t help himself— he was feeling extra needy for your body and he just let his ghoulish instinct take over

it turned him on so much, but you later got sick and he felt bad. definitely spent the rest of that day pampering you

would totally do it again though

favorite position is watching you ride him

he loves to claw his fingers into your hips and guide you as you’re bouncing off of his cock

also pants and breaths heavily every time you’re riding him, then his groans quickly turn into quick and sharp moans as he gets closer

“shit… fuck— fuck fuck fuck! ahhh~ you’re so good love—! so good… riding me like that..”

rain’s moans are literally music to your ears

the water ghoul moans differently depending on his mood

he either shamelessly moans loudly, slowly moving to a higher pitch, or lets out deep and heavy breaths of sheer euphoria— with each pant getting deeper than the last

PRAISE KINK.

rain can’t help it. he just loves to worship you and your body while he’s fucking the ever living shit out of you

will definitely hold your hand during sex while he whispers sweet nothings into your ear. he likes to be a bit romantic during sex

rain likes being both on the giving end and receiving end when it comes to praise

call him a good boy and he’ll cum immediately

he likes being praised a lot

also his horns are hella sensitive

If you tug on rain’s horns long enough and tease him, he’s practically melting and panting like a bitch in heat (which he probably is tbh)

so touch rain’s horns.

“oh yeaahh~ oh my love you’re squeezing me so tight— mmf~ you’re going to make me loose it..”

rain’s webbed fingers had a tight grip on your hips as he guided you up and down on his throbbing cock, watching your sweet hole consume his hard-on in a way that had both of you moaning so loudly.

your hands were on his shoulders, gripping them tightly that it left a slight bruising mark on his shoulders.

“rain… rain please..” you whispered out softly, before redirecting your fingers to grip onto the base of rain’s horns tightly.

the water ghoul only let out a higher pitched moan from the feeling and rocked his hips forward, hitting deeper spots inside of you that had your hips spasming.

“nngh! rain!”

“fuck baby! oh yes… that’s it, just like that.”

you only continued to ride rain with more desperation and neediness, gripping onto his horns more tightly. he kept his grip tight on your hips, and jerked his hips forward to match with the rhythm of yours.

“yes… yes that’s it… hnnngh~ keep riding me like that.”

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➻ mountain ghoul

big boy mountain

i said what i said

this man has size and he uses it well

like— he’d do anything just to see you taking his massive dick. he likes knowing that his size makes you feel so good

his favorite thing to do is have you cockwarm him

mountain could be doing the most mundane task like reading a book or something, and he’d just have you sit on his cock

he gets off to watching you squirm on him, seeing you trying not to moan too loud while he sits there, not effected at all.

also, he gets turned on seeing his cock inside of you

like that tummy bulge is there, and he loves staring at it.

mountain will push his palm down on your tummy, feeling himself move inside of you while he fucks you into oblivion

“ahhh~.. you feel that? that’s me making you feel good. i know you love it.”

mountain is fully aware of how big he is, and therefore he’s gentle with you

he’ll start off slow, but then he’ll gradually increase the pace until your legs are shaking like crazy

he will lift you up in his arms while he’s pounding into you. he likes the feeling of you being close to him

like— this man can be standing up and he’ll still have you in his arms while he’s fucking you

mountain also likes to watch you ride him

but his favorite positions is bending you over a counter or the bed while he’s going to town on you

will grip your hips so hard that it leaves marks which is incredibly hot too btw

mountain is insanely good at giving head

he’s addicted to your taste. he wouldn’t mind sitting between your legs for hours while lapping at your cunt/sucking your dick

also wraps his arms tightly around your thighs while he’s between your legs, just to make sure you’re not squirming too much

when he’s in heat he’s more needy, but also a little more rough

like this one time— you were teasing him a bit too much and it ended with you on his bed, tangled in the sheets while you were gasping for air

he’s sure to give you plenty of aftercare afterwards

one time while you both were sleeping together, you were awakened by the sounds of him moaning in his sleep.

mountain was definitely having a wet dream because he was moaning your name and grunting

so you woke him up in a pleasant way by jerking him off while he chased his climax in his sleep

it’s safe to say, you found yourself sitting on him afterwards

mountain was definitely in the zone at the moment.

“i can’t concentrate if you’re moving like that.”

it’s clear he was having no problem with what he was doing right now, but your situation was a little different.

sitting on his cock, but not being able to move, you were stuck on his lap— one of his strong hands grasping your hips to prevent you from moving while you let out soft whimpers of desperation.

“m-mountain please… i can’t take it..”

you had decided to wake up mountain from a nice dream by … pleasing him down there. in return, he decided to force you on his lap and make you take his hard on, not letting you move.

“sit still, pretty thing. you did this to yourself.” mountain whispered into your ear, his eyes still directed to the book he’s reading.

the earth ghoul jerked his hips upwards slightly to tease you, causing you to gasp and tighten around him.

“nnngh! mountain… please…”

“mhhh~ good… you’re doing great.. if you keep taking it well like that, i might reward you.”

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➻ swiss army ghoul

the king of kinks

this man has a whole list of all the shit he’s into, swiss is down to do anything, he’s called swiss army ghoul for a reason

literally everything turns him on, so he loves to experiment with you

position? he’s flexible enough to do anything you want

like he’ll either have you bending your legs backwards until your feet are against the bed frame, or he’ll bend down like holy mary, begging for you to just take him

his favorite position is your legs over his shoulders, simply because he likes hitting all of those sweet spots inside of you with his cock

swiss is the biggest switch to ever exist. he likes having control, but sometimes he wants to be controlled

one moment he’ll be railing you like there’s no tomorrow while whispering the kinkiest shit in your ear, the next he’s a blubbering and whimpering mess under you, just waiting for you to stop edging him

yeah he’s into orgasm denial. he likes being teased no matter how much he whines about it

choking kink, especially if he’s the one getting choked

swiss loves it when you choke him with a belt. will literally demand for you to strangle him harder. and when you deliver he just moans so loudly

his moans sound so hot too so that’s a bonus

makes out with you until you’re lips are numb, does this while he’s pounding into you

swiss has the most creative things to say in bed. he’s big on dirty talk

he’s just so entranced by the moment he can’t help but express how he’s feeling through words— and he’ll definitely degrade you too

“hnngh.. you’re such good little fuck doll for me.. ahh~ nothing but a cute little cumslut who’s only good for taking my loads.”

one word: bondage

and he usually prefers having you tied up

will strap you down to the bed with the prettiest red rope he can find, then he’ll go absolutely ham on you with the many toys he has

you bet your ass swiss owns a lot of toys

and he’ll use them to either edge you and have your legs shaking in anticipation, or overstimulate you until you physically can’t cum anymore

he’s very unpredictable in the sheets, but that’s what makes it so damn hot

one time you were sucking swiss off while he was singing for rehearsal

it was just you and him in the room, but you couldn’t resist going down on him, and it took everything in swiss’ power to not slip up and moan into the mic

needless to say, he let out a moan that was a little too loud and attracted a crowd

“you go down just like— nnngh! … holy maryy~”

currently, swiss was standing in front of his mic stand, singing along the backing vocals of mary on a cross. one hand was on the mic, and the other was on your head to keep your head steady.

you were on your knees in front of swiss’ aching and throbbing cock, with one hand on his hips and the other holding onto the base of his length, deepthroating him like your life depended on it.

it took everything in swiss’ willpower to not screw up and have people hear him moan… but it wasn’t exactly easy to do.

“hah… you really are going down like holy mary, aren’t you? you fucking whore.” swiss spat with a lustful chuckle, grabbing onto your hair and forcing you to go deeper, making you gag and whine from the feeling.

“m-mmmh—!”

“such a fucking slut for my dick. you couldn’t wait ‘till practice was over? ahhh~ … well this is what misbehaving brats like you get for not being patient.”

it seemed that the noise had attracted some attention from the other ghouls, who were peeking in the room to see what was happening. with wide eyes, you tried to pull away, but swiss’ hand forced your head down again, making you moan and your throat constrict around his cock tightly.

“no.. no you’re going to finish what you started. let them watch… let them watch me shoot my load down your throat. then, i’m going to fuck you over that table for them to see. got that?”

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➻ phantom ghoul

phantom likes to act like a lil’ cutie

and he is. he’s just freaky as hell in the sheets

this man likes to act all innocent, but in his mind, he runs wild with his kinky fantasies

he’s mostly learned from swiss and sodo. he gets a lot of his kinks from them since they share similar tastes

phantom fucks hard with bdsm

he doesn’t care if it’s you being dominant or if he’s the dominant one, phantom just gets off to the sensation and thrill of bdsm

just the thought of seeing himself/you covered in so many marks, bruises and hickeys from a long, cruel game of sadomasochism is enough to get him hard

he’s also more of a masochist than a sadist, but he still gets off to seeing you in a whimpering state of pleasure and pain

phantom is always sure to make sure you’re comfortable, since he knows how intense this kind of sex play can get

double checks safe words and reassured you that stopping him when it gets too intense is totally fine

corruption kink

but like— he won’t admit that he’s into it unless you bring up the idea to him

phantom likes to experiment a lot, especially when it comes to roleplaying in your sex life

PET PLAY. again, he doesn’t care if he’s the pet, or if you are, but he does like the idea of being leashed on a collar

literally as long as you and him gets to feel good he doesn’t mind whatever. phantom’s willing to be flexible

will literally get on his knees and beg you to let him suck you off/eat you out

phantom definitely whines

especially when he’s being given head, he can’t help but moan and whimper more loudly because he wants to get his rocks off more to your mouth

“n-nnnghh.. fuck you know to use your mouth.. a-ahh~ more please~..”

when phantom is experiencing a heat cycle that’s when he gets more interesting

he’s a lot more hyper and excitable, like an energized dog that needs to fuck out his energy

phantom’s also definitely more dominant in heat, usually going fast and hard because he’s that excited.

primal play, with him as the hunter, it gets especially intense in heat

like sometimes he’ll even play around with you, chasing you down the woods and when he catches you, he fucks you mercilessly against a tree

sometimes phantom won’t even give you room to breathe because he’s that deep into his carnal and lustful desires

he also definitely leaves bruising, reddish-purple hickeys everywhere, especially in places where the other ghouls can see them

will definitely kiss and lick the hickeys to soothe stinging feeling after he’s left them behind.

when phantom’s in a mean mood he loves to edge you.

he’ll keep you begging and moaning, while you’re writhing around in his grasp, begging for a release

and your tears turn him on too. he might even lick them off of you if he’s feeling extra horny

out of all the ghouls, phantom is the most gentle with his aftercare

he’ll literally spend hours pampering you like royalty to make sure you’re feeling comfortable and safe, and this is mainly due to all of the intense stuff you have phantom do during sex.

“awww.. look at you… you’re completely out of it.”

you were left panting on the bed, soft hiccups escaped from your throat and you were all curled up on the bed. phantom had just spent the past hour or so railing you into the next century— whipping out all sorts of wild cards that had your legs shaking.

you cringed slightly when you felt some of phantom’s cum drip out of your hole just from moving a bit. he really filled you up to the brim

the quintessence ghoul grinned and just scooped you up into his bare chest, gently whispering in your ear and stroking your hair.

“there you go… i got you now..” phantom whispered softly, while you cradled yourself into his arms, sighing softly from his tight embrace.

you could feel phantom’s tail coil around your leg, and tighten slightly, making you whimper due to the sensitivity from the previous session, and phantom just chuckled at the sound.

“phantom…” you whined out, but he just smirked down at you.

“when you’re feeling better, we can go at it a few more times. there’s still some things i want to try with you, and i won’t stop until you’re completely filled up with my cum.”

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[miss-multi45]

Hello again, peeps.

I'm redoing my intro post.

Hello, I'm Cassiopeia, you can shorten that down to whatever is good for you.

I will write for these Harry Potter characters:

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Hermione Granger

Harry Potter

Ronald Weasley

Ginny Weasley

Luna Lovegood

Draco Malfoy

Cedric Diggory

I will write for these Creepypasta characters:

Jeff the Killer

Homicidal Liu and Sully

BEN_Drowned

Sally Williams

Lazari

Zalgo

Stripes

Lifeless Lucy

Ticci Toby

The Hooded Man/Hoodie

The Masked Man/Masky

X-Virus

Rouge/The Prowler and Wilson the Basher

Nurse Ann

Dr Pain

Dr Smiley

Eyeless Jack

KageKao

Jason the Toymaker

Candypop

Laughing Jack

Laughing Jill

Papa Grande de Magico

Nathan the Nobody

Clockwork

Nina the Killer

Jane Everlasting/Jane the Killer

Judge Angels

Bloody Painter

The Puppeteer

The Pianist

The Bartender 1941

Dark Link

Glitchy Red

The Cat Hunter

The Black Wolf

Frankie the Undead

The Chessmaster

Vine the Dollmaker

Kate the Chaser

Sam Williams

Zero

Emra

Suicide Sadie

The Roadwalker

Isaac Grossman

Candy Cane

April Fools

The Item Stealer

Lulu

Lily Kennent

I will write for these Call of Duty characters:

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

John 'Soap' Mactavish

John Price

König

Kim 'Horangi' Hong-jin

Alejandro Vargas

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

Rodolfo 'Rudy' Parra

Valeria Garza

Keegan P. Russ

Phillip Graves

Kate Laswell

I will write for these Lockwood and Co. characters:

Anthony Lockwood

Lucy Carlyle

Quill Kipps

George Karim

I will write for these Ghost members:

Dewdrop/Sodomizer

Swiss Army Ghoul/ Swiss

Rain

Phantom

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I will NOT write p*d*philia, zoophilia, rape, b**stiality. Or anything too gory, like, Black Christmas 2006 level gore or Terrifier level gore, because it makes me extremely uncomfortable.

I WILL write for angst, smut, fluff, crack (funny stuff), Incorrect Quotes, headcanons, scenarios, imagines (same as scenarios??), wholesome shit, and I will write matchups and create a scenario/headcanons with your oc as long as you describe them to me.

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[serene-sun]

Your favorite headcanons for Dewdrop?

Catfish whiskers!!!! But all ghouls have lil whiskers on their ears…but dew has lil cute ones between his cheeks and mustache

He’s also definitely a switch…idk but y’all forget his name is literally “sodomizer” so why no sodomizing smut?

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[bupia]

3, 27 and 33 with dew please! <3

OVERSTIMULATION

“I’ll take care of you.” "You're doing so well." “I won’t hurt you.”

There's a smut under the cut, +18 only, please.

(AFAB!Reader: swearing; overstimulation; clit stimulation; fingering; unprotected sex: p in v)

• This is a part 2 from Day 2

Available on AO3

Day 14 | Day 16

"More?" you asked, your voice tinged with nervousness.

"Yes," Dewdrop replied, his hand reaching for your cheek to caress it. "I need more of you. Don't you need more of me?"

Your eyes locked onto his, and you nodded in agreement. Dewdrop's grin widened, and he lowered his body to capture your lips in a passionate kiss. You eagerly wrapped your arms around him, pulling him closer, pressing his body firmly against yours. With one of your legs wrapped around him, you pulled his hips down to meet yours. Your hips began to move in a seductive rhythm, sensually grinding against his.

You could feel his hardness growing again between your legs. You moaned into his mouth as you felt yourself getting wet. Dewdrop's hands roamed over your body, exploring every inch of it. The kiss deepened as your hands roamed across his back.

He pulled away from the kiss, and looked at you with desire burning in his eyes. His hands moved to down to cup your mound, and you bit your lower lip in anticipation. Dewdrop slowly ran his fingers up and down your slit, teasing you with his touch. He leaned forward, and gently kissed your neck, then moved to suck on your earlobe, causing a soft moan to escape your lips.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you," Dewdrop whispered into your ear. "I just want you more. A lot more. Is it okay for you?"

You nodded, biting your bottom lip again. "Yes, I want you too," you said breathlessly.

His finger went to your still sensible clit, rubbing it slowly, causing you to arch your back and press yourself harder against him. His fingers moved in slow circles, making your breathing heavy. You reached out and grabbed his wrist in a firm grip.

"Mmm... Dew..." you purred.

"What?" he asked with a mischievous expression. "Is this good?"

"Yes... yes... yes... It feels... so good, Dew," you gasped, arching your hips.

His thumb went to your clit, rubbing it hard. You threw your head back, closing your eyes and biting your lower lip. Dewdrop started to tease it, rubbing in circular motion. You moaned loudly, your whole body tensing up.

"Dewdrop!" you cried out. "You're going to make me cum again!"

Dewdrop didn't utter a word, he just smiled wickedly, and increased his pace. As he continued to rub your clit, you started moving your hips in time with his movements. You were so close, and it was almost too much for you. You panted, and closed your eyes, throwing your head back.

"You're doing so well. Will you cum for me?" Dewdrop inquired with a big devilish smile painted on his lips. "Fuck, how can you be so wet?"

You gasped as you felt him enter you with a finger. You were so wet that his fingers easily slid inside of you. He pushed deeper, until it was all the way inside of you. You let out a low groan as you felt your walls stretching once again to accommodate him. His fingers started to pump in and out of you faster than even before.

"Fuck! Dew... Ah-Ah! Fu... Ah!" you could feel yourself getting close, and you knew that if he kept this up you were going to explode.

"Fuck!" he groaned in pleasure, and increased the speed of his movements. "You are still so tight, even after I fuck you. How?"

His finger moved faster, and your breathing became ragged. Your moans grew louder, your walls tightened around his fingers. Suddenly you felt an orgasm building up inside you. Your muscles tightened around his fingers once again as you started to convulse. Dewdrop continued to pump you as you came hard on his fingers.

"Dew-Ah! Dedwdr-O-Oh! Fuck, fuck, fuck, I... Yes, yes!"

Your body began to shake, your juiced dripping down your thighs. You looked at Dewdrop, seeing him staring at you with an expression of pure satisfaction on his face. You smiled at him, and he leaned forward to give you another passionate kiss. He rolled you over, so that you were lying on top of him.

"You came so good..." he cooed you, breaking the kiss. "So fucking good... But I'm afraid we are not finished yet."

"What do you mean?" you asked, pressing a kiss onto his chest.

Dewdrop moved his hands to your waist, pushing you down to sit on top of his hardness. You bit your lower lip, straightening your body, adjusting yourself on top of him. You began to move your hips, grinding against him. You rolled your eyes in pleasure, opening your mouth in a silent moan. You were still overwhelmed from your orgasm.

"Just like that, perfect," Dewdrop said as his eyes were fixed on between your legs. "Fuck! That feels great."

You were rubbing your wetness against his length, loving the feeling of it sliding between your folds. Dewdrop let out a low groan, and you sat up, rubbing his member against your clit, causing you to whine. His length started to get wet with your juices, and your folds slid easily along his shaft.

"Oh... Dewy..." you moaned softly. "I need you to fuck me again..."

"Do you- Fuck!" he closed his eyes tightly. "Yes, I'm going to fuck you again, don't worry, just keep going."

Gradually, you were increasing the speed and intensity. His grip on your waist got firm. You continued to grind against him, moving your hips back and forth, feeling the tip of his length hitting against your clit. Dewdrop's hands moved to your nipples, pinching them gently. You gasped at the sensation, and began to move faster. He groaned as you increased your pace, he sat up and his mouth went straight to your nipple, sucking it into his mouth. You let out a gasp, and ground your core even harder against him.

"Yes-yes-yes-yes-yes-yes-yes!" you cried out.

Dewdrop released your nipple from his mouth, and brought his hands to your hips. He pushed you down, and you moved your hips back.

"I need to be inside you," he said, panting heavily.

You nodded and he raised you up, and pushed you down, guiding your hips down to him. You whined as his length entered you, filling you completely. Your legs trembled and the sensation of him stretching your walls made you come again, this time even more intense than before. You felt like your mind blanked and you lost the senses of your whole body. Dewdrop quickly held you, wrapping his arms around you tightly.

"It's okay, it's okay," he whispered as he kept you in place.

Your body slowly relaxed, and Dewdrop gazed at you with evident concern in his eyes. His hands gently rubbed your back as you came back to your senses. When your eyes locked with his, you were both breathless, and you managed to give him a small, reassuring smile.

"Are you okay?" he asked, still concerned.

"Y-Yes... I... I just... came too hard..." you stammered, your breath still rapid.

"Do you think you can keep going?" he inquired, continuing to soothe you with his touch.

"Yes," you replied, your voice steadier now.

"Are you sure of it?" he asked, his concern lingering.

You nodded and gave him a reassuring smile.

"Give me words," Dewdrop said firmly.

"Yes, I'm sure, Dewy," you whispered, drawing your face closer to his.

"Good," he said, laying down and placing his hands on your hips. "Whenever you're ready, don't worry. I'll take care of you."

He then held you there for a moment, letting you adjust to his size. Then he slowly began to pull out, until just the tip remained inside you. He thrust back into you, and you screamed out. He began to thrust his hips, driving his length in and out of you. Your body trembled with each thrust.

"Mmmm, fuck!" he exclaimed, closing his eyes. "How can you feel that fucking good? Fuck! That pussy is amazing."

As you felt your strength coming back to your body, you started moving your hips again, riding him slowly. Dewdrop squeezed your hips firmly. You increased your pace trying to met each of his thrusts, and moaned loudly. You rode him faster, increasing your speed until you were bouncing wildly on his shaft.

"Ah! De-Ah-! Oh... That's so good, you feel so good," you whimpered, supporting your hands on his chest.

"You feel very good too, fuck, I can feel how wet and hot you are, it feels so good around my cock, you have no ide-Ah!!" he groaned loudly, opening his eyes looking straight at yours.

You could see the lust on his eyes, and the pleasure on his face. His hands were still on your hips, holding you still. He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him. Your bodies were pressed onto each other, your faces were closer, your noses were almost touching. You were moaning and breathing against each other's mouth, never averting your gazes from each others.

You leaned down and kissed him passionately, your tongues dancing together. He was moving his hips faster and you met each thrust with one of your own. You were grinding your hips against him, and you felt him throbbing inside you. He moved one hand to your clit, and rubbed it furiously. You cried out, breaking the kiss, tightening your walls around his length.

"Dew... I- I can't do it... That's too much, you're going to make me cum again..." you said, growling, biting your lower lip.

He buried his face in your neck, and kissed it passionately. "Cum for me, I'll cum too, let's cum together," he whispered closer to your ear.

You turned your face to him and he smiled as he looked at you. He kept thrust into you, and you cried out. He reached down with his other hand, grabbing your ass, squeezing it firmly. He slammed himself into you as he buried himself deep inside of you. He was slamming his hardness so deep inside of you, that the pleasure were immeasurable. He held your head, and kissed your deeply. He thrust his tongue into your mouth, and you returned the kiss passionately. You could feel him getting close to orgasm, as you felt his member twitching inside you.

"Fuck! I-!" Dewdrop exclaimed, breaking the kiss as he throbbed inside of you.

You could feel his hot seed filling you deep, the sensation of his load was too much and you clenched your walls around his length. You screamed his name, and came hard for the third time. You felt your whole body shaking and then, relaxing. You smiled in contentment and rolled your body off him, laying down beside Dewdrop. You closed your eyes, still catching your breath, and then felt his arm wrapping around your waist.

"You were incredible," he whispered.

"Me?" you giggled. "Dewy, my darling... You were the best one here. But please, don't tell me there will be another round."

"Not right now, maybe... later," he grinned devilishly.

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