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“Hey Bug. Whatcha up to tonight?”

Phantom looks up from the comic book Rain had lent him, to see Swiss standing in the common room entrance.

“Hmm? Not much. Why?”

“Wanted to see if you wanted to give the old tumble in the sheets a shot. I’m free if you are.”

“Wait, really?” Phantom asks in surprised excitement. He knew the other ghouls were quite sexually active; the walls were pretty thin after all. He’d yet to have been propositioned yet though, nor brave enough to ask.

“Yeah, figured you’ve been here long enough to have settled in and gotten comfy with everyone. Unless you have plans…?”

“No! I’m free!” Phantom answers a bit too quickly but he’s too excited to care.

Swiss leads a practically, vibrating with excitement, Phantom, back to his room. They get settled on the bed, Phantom by the head board and Swiss by the foot. Swiss begins to pull his own shirt off when Phantom gives him a puzzled chirp.

“Wait. Um…I don’t know…uh, how do you do this?” He waves his hands around vaguely.

“We can do it however you want. Whatever you’re comfy with.” Swiss answers nonchalantly, chucking his shirt into a heap on the floor.

When Phantom just blinks like a deer in headlights Swiss amends with a chuckle,

“How about you show me how you make yourself feel good? Does that sound okay?”

“Oh! Okay.”

Phantom quickly pulls off his shorts and boxers, adding them to the growing pile of discarded clothing. Then he settles on splayed knees, looking up nervously until Swiss nods in encouragement. Phantom tries to relax as he takes his cock in hand but he’s not used to an audience. He begins stroking himself slowly. The room is quiet for a bit, beside the sound of Phantom’s hand on himself.

Suddenly Swiss hums and bounces where he’s sat across from Phantom.

“Is it okay if I touch you?”

“Uh huh. Isn’t that the point?”

Swiss chuckles before sobering. “Need your consent darling. I don’t want to push any boundaries and hurt you. Also know that at any point you can withdraw consent, no questions asked. Just tell me to slow down or stop at any point.”

“Oh, I understand. Yes, you can touch me.”

Swiss smiles. “Thank you Bug.”

As Phantom watches a bit skeptically, Swiss begins to rub a hand over the quintessence ghoul’s chest. Finding his prize through Phantom’s shirt, Swiss rubs a thumb over a pebbled nipple and Phantom chirps. Swiss pinches a bit and Phantom jolts.

“Wha? What was that for?”

“You’ve got nerves other places too, darling. Ever heard about erogenous zones?”

Phantom shakes his head.

“Can I show you?”

When Phantom agrees. Swiss lifts the quint’s shirt just enough to expose his pink pebbled nipples. Phantom’s gray skin is flushed lavender down his chest, Swiss notes with a smile. Without further ado, Swiss latches on to one with his mouth, a hand on the other, and sucks.

Phantom throws his head back with a beautiful moan and instantly flushes all the way to red as he registers the sound that just came out of his mouth. Swiss pulls back to grin up at him.

“Yeah? You like that?”

Phantom nods, abandoning his cock in favor of rubbing his own hand over his chest. He experiments with pinches and twists, shocked at the jolts of pleasure he feels in his pelvis even when touching his chest. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t like it though.

“Wow. Whoa.”

“Fun huh? There's more where that came from.”

Swiss moves a hand up to the quintessence ghoul’s head and begins rubbing a thumb over the place his horns meet his scalp. Phantom begins to purr in answer. Swiss strokes up and down their ridged length, one then the other. However when Swiss teases a claw over the cracked region on one of them, Phantom lets out a pained yelp.

Swiss is backing off before Phantom can even tell him to stop.

“I’m sorry Bug. You okay sweetheart?”

“I’m okay! I’m okay!” Phantom hurriedly reasures, worried Swiss will want to stop. “The broken spot is just sensitive is all. Maybe a little less pressure?”

“Of course darling.” Swiss kisses his cheek and tries again, just barely brushing the pad of his finger around the offending crack.

This time Phantom’s eyes flutter and he sighs prettily.

“That better?”

“Uh huh. Feels really good. Kinda tingly”

“How about you take over? Figure out how you like it.”

“Okay!”

Phantom slowly works himself over as Swiss watches, giving suggestions and affirmation. The quintessence ghoul is surprised how quickly and heavily he’s worked up even when his dick has gone untouched for many minutes at this point. He’s just about to get a hand back around himself but Swiss beats him to it.

“I’ve got it. You keep exploring.”

Between the gentle but deliberate pace of Swiss’s hand and the alternating stimulation from his chest and horns, Phantom feels the tell tale fluttery feeling building in his gut. He sharply tugs at his own hair to ground himself but it just ratchets him closer.

“Swiss, hhh…I’m gonna...” He can’t help that it comes out as a whimper.

“Close? Wanna come for me?”

“Ohhh, please!”

Swiss strokes him carefully, paying special attention to the underside of the head. As Phantom starts to buck up into his hand he tightens the circle of his fist.

“Oh ohhh! Ah-hhhh!”

All at once Phantom is spilling over Swiss’ knuckles. Swiss works him through it before pulling back and nuzzling Phantom’s cheek. Rather than melting into the come down however, the quintessence ghoul gives a confused chirp.

“Why’d you stop?” He shoots Swiss a quizzical look.

Swiss squints at him, mirroring Phantom’s confusion. “You just came, Baby Bat. If I keep going it's gonna start to be too much.”

“But I like it.” Phantom reaches his own hand down to grip his cock; somehow already stiffening up again. He shivers as he does, making it clear he feels the overstimulation, and yet he begins rapid strokes that have him throwing his head back and keening. Swiss blinks and then smiles, shaking his head.

“A masochist after my own heart.” He chuffs, moving to lay next to Phantom and pull the quintessence ghoul into his lap. When Phantom squeaks in surprise, Swiss leans down to purr in his ear. “Just gonna help you keep feeling good. Needed a better angle.”

Phantom resumes pulling at his cock as Swiss takes over rubbing at his horns in the slow deliberate way Phantom had seemed to like. Swiss mixes it with slight tugs to his hair that have Phantom gasping and whimpering in no time. The multi ghoul revels in the noises he pulls from Phantom, especially the one he makes when Swiss licks a filthy stripe up the side of one of his horns. Already oversensitive it’s not long before Phantom is once again on the edge.

“Let me show you something else?” Swiss hums.

“Uh-uh huh.” Phantom whimpers out. Actively fucking up into his fist, the quint pays little mind to Swiss getting a hand on his tail. He notices a little when Swiss runs a hand down the length, the sensation pleasantly tingly. And then Swiss is taking the leathery spade into his warm mouth and sucking.

“Wha-oh fuck!”

Phantom has no time to brace himself as he comes hard. He swears he sees stars, doubling over as his orgasm hits him like a truck. He’s only half aware of Swiss’ sultry timbre coaxing him though it; showering him in praise. When he comes back to himself, Swiss is running a grounding touch up and down his side.

“Earth to Phantom.” Swiss teases. “You back with me sweetheart?”

“Hmm.” Phantom just hums giving Swiss a sleepy slow blink.

“Can I take that as a yes?”

“Uh huh.”

“You feeling okay? Anything hurt?”

“Yeah.” The quint closes his eyes and purrs.

Swiss chuffs, resting his hands on Phantom’s hips to turn him to straddle his lap. “To which one. Brain’s a little fuzzy, I take it?”

Phantom deliberately shakes his head to clear some of the cobwebs before grinning.

“I’m really good. It felt amazing. I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard, is all. Is that what sex is like?”

“Well yeah,” Swiss laughs. “It’s supposed to be about feeling good.”

“I wanna do that again. Next time…” Phantom perks up quickly and starts babbling about all the things he wants to try next before Swiss gently shushes him.

“I’m glad you’re excited but I think we should take a break for now. How about we go take a shower. I bet you feel a bit sticky. Then we can cuddle in bed for a while. Does that sound okay?”

“Uh huh.” Phantom lets Swiss help him to his feet and steer him into the bathroom but not without a gentle head butt. “Thank you. I really liked that.”

“I’m glad Buggy. Thank you for trusting me to show you.”

“Yeah?” Phantom cocks his head like he’s unsure why that trust is something to be thanked for or questioned.

It makes Swiss smile, touched to know Phantom feels unshakably comfortable and safe with him.

“Mmm, let's get you cleaned up.”

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Cirrus watches fondly over the back of the couch as Swiss, Rain and Phantom bond over a racing game they like. When they wrap up a round she chuckles. Swiss finished in fourth place and Rain in second. While they competed, Phantom occupied his time trying to see how many track walls and obstacles he could run into. He ends up solidly in last place.

Before they can start a new round, she clears her throat to get their attention. When they look back at her she grins wolfishly.

“Sorry boys. Gonna steal love bug from you for a bit.”

Phantom blushes profusely as Swiss and Rain just share a knowing look.

As Cirrus beckons, Swiss whistles and Rain offers a “good luck”, which only embarrasses Phantom more.

Phantom knew this proposal was coming, Swiss had hinted at it in the course of their play sessions over the last few weeks. Although he’s certainly got more comfortable speaking up for himself and with learning about his vessel, he’s a bit shy. He’s only delved into external pleasure with Swiss. Still, Swiss promised he would be in safe hands with the air ghoulette should Phantom want to try it.

He’s honestly thankful Cirrus has decided to take it upon herself to invite him in. He’d been wanting to ask but his nervousness kept stopping him at the last second. Some of that tension is still there even now though. When Cirrus guides him into her room, he awkwardly sits on the edge of her bed unsure of where to put his hands. He feels something like stage fright when she shuts the door and looks at him.

“Still up for this?”

“Mm hm.” They’d formally initiated a conversation on this days ago, just needed a free afternoon. “Just a bit nervous.”

She nods and smiles reassuringly. “That’s totally okay Phantom. We’ll go slow. Do you know how you want it?”

“Mm…” He pauses then shrugs timidly.

“That’s okay too.” She chuckles and extends a hand to ruffle his hair. “We can do it a couple of ways. You can lay on your back or we can do it from behind. You could ride too but I don’t want to make you work too hard for your first time.”

Phantom takes a second to think and Cirrus waits patiently.

“On my back. Please ma’am.” He adds the honorific to be polite, but delights in the way it makes the corner of her mouth quirk into a pleased smile.

“Okay. Go pick out the strap you’d like me to use.” She gestures to the assortment of brightly colored silicon filling out her toybox.

Phantom trots over and finds himself immediately drawn to a large orange one. Its length and girth is drool worthy and he almost picks it up before Cirrus stops him.

“Since it’s your first time let's start with something a bit smaller, yeah? Work up to that one. Don’t want it to be too much”

Phantom agrees and reaches for a smaller neon green dildo instead. The ribbed texture of the shaft catches his eye and he rubs his thumb over it trying to imagine how it’d feel.

“Good choice. That’s one of Dew’s favorites.” She grins conspiratorially.

“Really?”

“Uh huh. And that one is Aether’s.” She points to a larger one with a molded knot at the base.

“I bet the big one is Mountain’s favorite.”

Cirrus chuckles. “Actually no, he likes that curved one. Aurora and Rain are major size queens so the big one is their favorite.”

Phantom blushes, imagining tiny Aurora taking its girth like nothing.

“Enough about them though, Bug. Right now is about you.”

“Oh yeah, heh.”

“Get undressed as you're comfortable for me please. At least need everything off from the waist down.”

Phantom shimmies out of his sweatpants and boxers without complaint, throwing his shirt aside shortly after. He flinches when she tuts.

“In a neat stack please?” There’s no venom in it; the request meant more to gently hint at a power dynamic without enforcing it. She expects him to be good but Cirrus isn’t going to be too harsh with him; unless he asks her to of course.

Phantom quickly complies with a “Sorry ma’am.” and corrects his mistake.

“That’s a good boy. Now up on the bed please.”

Cheeks a bit flushed from the praise and the trepidation, he hops onto the bed and gets settled on his back. He watches as she strips down to her bra and panties and pulls on and buckles her hip harness. The action is nimble and practiced; her fingers dance gracefully through the motions. She finishes by slipping the silicon dildo through the ring on the front. To his surprise though, when she joins him on the bed, it’s to cuddle up beside him and mouth at his neck. Sensing his unasked question, she coos,

“Let's warm you up first okay? No need to rush.”

“Okay.”

He relaxes a bit and bares his neck to her, letting her take her time sucking a mark into his skin. The slight catch of her fangs against his skin makes him shudder but it feels good. Intimate. In the mirror on the bathroom door he can see how the pale patch of vitiligo there makes the red mark stand out. He likes it; hopes the mark will stay for a few days. He tells her as much and she grins. She gives the welt a soothing lick and then she’s tracing fangs over his collarbone to give him another.

As she does, she begins to run her hands over his chest, teasing at his nipples. Phantom sighs in enjoyment, her skilled hands pinching and teasing with just the right amount of pressure.

“That feels really nice.”

“Good.” She purrs. “Thank you for telling me.”

“Can I um…can I touch you too? Or do you want me to just sit still…?”

“Yes,” She giggles lightly but not teasingly, taking his hand. “You can touch, sweetheart. C’mere.”

She guides his arm to wrap around her waist and he gently pulls her a bit closer. When she leans in to kiss him, he meets her halfway. She gives him a quick chaste peck before pulling back.

“Want tongue?”

“Uh huh.”

As their lips meet again, Cirrus nips his bottom lip. It draws a small gasp from him and she takes the opening to lap into his mouth. She adjusts her hips to straddle his legs and Phantom gasps again as their cocks grind together.

“Hah, fuck.”

“Haha, language Buggy.” Even as she teases, she rocks her hips into his, rubbing the silicone against him. It earns her a cute little whine. “Aww you like that?”

He nods, rocking his own hips this time. “S’better than a pillow.”

“Oh I bet. Though I’ll have to have you give me a little demonstration sometime. I think you’d look real cute humping at a pillow for me.” She winks and he blushes. He’s not at all off put at the idea but that’s not what they’re here for now. Next time perhaps.

“Feeling all worked up yet?”

“A little.”

“Okay if I start getting you ready for my cock?”

“Uh huh.”

She reaches over to the nightstand and grabs the bottle of lube. She doesn’t miss how he eyes it with apprehension.

“How about this. So it’s real easy to check in on how you’re feeling, we can use stoplight system. Green is good, keep going. Yellow is you need a break or something feels off. Red is hard stop. Call yellow or red at any time and we’ll check in. Does that make sense?”

“Mm hm.”

“And sometimes I’ll specifically ask for a color and you can tell me how you’re doing then too. Don’t let that stop you from speaking up though, okay?”

“Okay. I promise I’ll tell you if I want to stop.”

“Wonderful. So what’s your color right now?”

“Green!”

“Perfect. I’ll walk you through this step by step.”

True to her word, Cirrus explains everything before she even lays a hand on Phantom. Only after confirming his consent does she uncap the lube, squeezing some into her hand. Phantom, still on his back, watches between spread legs as she brings one finger to his hole and teases it back and forth. He can’t help but flinch a little.

“Sorry, this stuff is always freezing somehow.”

“S’okay.”

“Okay to put it in?”

“Uh huh.”

She slips a finger in the barest amount, watching Phantom’s face for any sign of pain. “This feel alright?”

“Honestly it feels a bit weird.” He scrunches his nose for lack of a better descriptor. He’s never been touched this way and fumbles for any basis of comparison.

“Yeah that’s fair. Good weird or bad weird?”

“Not bad. I’m okay to keep going.”

“Let's see if…” She trails off as she sinks her finger deeper; probing it against his upper wall, searching.

Phantom lets out a surprised yip and the shock of pleasure that goes through him. “I thought Swiss was making that up!”

“Haha, nope. There's a reason why this can feel good.”

“I think I’m liking this so far.”

“Ready for another finger then?”

“Uh huh.”

“Deep breath. You’re gonna feel a slight stretch.”

Cirrus coaches him through the addition of two more fingers, stretching him as gently as she can and as slowly as they both have patience for. By the time they're done, Phantom’s cock has gone stiff and wet at the tip.

She douses her strap in a healthy dose of lube, stroking it in an overhand grip. She can see the realization that this is really happening flashing across Phantom’s face in real time. She pats his knee with a gentle smile.

“Still up for this?”

“Yeah.” He takes a deep breath. “Yes. I’m green. I want to do this.”

“That’s my good boy.” She throws in the praise just to see how much deeper she can make him flush. “Just take a deep breath.”

On his inhale, she lines herself up. As he slowly exhales, she pushes in.

Thicker than even three of her fingers, and certainly longer, the silicon makes room for itself, pushing back against his walls. It doesn’t hurt though, even if the pressure is still a bit foreign as of yet. The ridges rub against him nicely. He can feel as each new bump slips into him.

She only gives him about half her length for now, watching his expression intently.

“Color?”

“Green. It's kinda nice now.” It comes out as a distracted mumble, his eyes fixed on where they’re joined.

“Good. Let me give you a little more.”

She pulls back and then thrusts a bit deeper. Phantom gasps at the feeling and then shudders happily. There's that spike of pleasure again as that spot inside him is caressed by the silicon ridges.

“Mmm.” He smiles and churrs. “I can take more.”

She purrs. “Remember to breathe for me, okay?”

She repeats her previous motions, this time sliding in deep. When her hips meet his, he groans.

“Mm full.” The pressure feels really good now, in a way he didn’t expect but now adores. That and the way Cirrus grins like a pleased cat make him shiver.

“Yeah? Feeling nice and filled up?”

Phantom nods, eyes fluttering shut as she rolls her hips. It drags the silicon over all his sensitive places and he shudders at the feeling. It gets even better when she gets his legs up over her hips and it allows her to get somehow deeper.

“Hah, ohhh.”

“Enjoying yourself so far?”

Phantom nods enthusiastically.

“Going to really start fucking you now.” She steadies him with her hands on his hips. “Oh and sweetheart? I want to hear all the pretty noises I know you can make for me.”

Phantom tries to promise as such but her hips pick up a rhythm and all he can manage to do is let out a gasp that draws out into a whine.

“Mm, just like that, pretty boy.”

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It started as a bet. Rain and Phantom would play best of three matches of a fighting game. Winner gets to fuck the loser. It was a bet Phantom planned to lose.

Phantom had been drooling over Rain for a bit. Still too shy to directly proposition the water ghoul, he’d proposed the bet with some encouragement from Swiss. Rain agreed with a laugh. Why not? Phantom had become decent at the game but Rain’s superior experience with it made the outcome predictable. When Phantom purposefully throws the game though, it makes his real intentions crystal clear. When the third K.O. flashes on the screen Phantom sighs dramatically and raises the back of his hand to his brow.

“Oh no! Guess I lost. Such a shame.”

“Hmm, a shame indeed.” Rain rolls his eyes but goes along with it. If this is what gets him his turn with the new quint then so be it. “Come on then. Get your horny butt to my room.”

Phantom flashes him a cheeky grin before hopping up from his spot in front of the TV. He practically skips down the hall. Rain follows, chuckling. When they reach his room, Rain closes the door and points to the bed.

“I want you on the bed, naked please. I’ll be right back.” Rain ducks into the ensuite bathroom.

Phantom leaps to comply. He’s sure to neatly fold his clothes, figuring Rain would appreciate it, then he climbs onto the bed and lays back against the pillows. He tries to be patient as he waits for Rain to return. He can hear water running but not much else. His tail plaps at the comforter boredly before beginning to wag when Rain returns. The water ghoul holds one arm behind his back. Besides that, he’s ditched his own shirt.

“Had to wash something off.” He says vaguely before joining the quint on the bed. He nuzzles into Phantom's neck to purr in his ear. “Cir told me you like being a good boy. Is that true?”

Phantom nods, feeling a blush creep over his face. “Yes Sir.”

It’s Rain’s turn to flush, the honorific so freely given being more than welcome.

“And are you going to be good for me?”

“Of course Sir.” Phantom grins, not missing the way Rain bites his lip to keep from smiling.

“Good cause I have a test for you; since someone decided to be cheeky.” It’s Rain’s turn to grin, teeth bared; shark like. “If you’re willing of course. Cir has taught you how to check in, correct?”

“Green to keep going, yellow to pause, and red to stop.” Phantom recites.

“Perfect.”

Phantom’s not sure what he expects Rain to say next but it’s certainly not,

“Pick a number for me please.”

“Um, four hundred and twenty seven?”

Rain snorts.

“Bold but how about we start a little smaller for now. Pick between one and five.”

“Oh! Okay, three?”

“That's better. Has anyone taught you about edging yet?”

“No Sir. Not yet.”

“Wonderful.” The smile Rain gives at that can be described as nothing less than predatory. “Edging, my dear, is when you get really worked up. Reaalllly close to coming,” Rain drags his fingers down Phantom’s chest, down his stomach, and further down still. “But you stop right before you actually do.” Rain lets his hand get temptingly close to Phantom’s cock before removing it entirely to reach behind him and produce a wand vibrator. He turns back and cocks his head. “How does that sound?”

Phantom is willing to give it a shot. He says as much and Rain smiles.

“That’s a good boy.”

Phantom wishes he could deny how his cock kicks at that.

Rain chuffs, obviously noticing, but he doesn’t tease him for it. He just settles down between the quintessence ghoul’s legs and holds up the wand.

“Have you used vibes before?”

“Yeah, Swiss let me borrow one of his. I like them a lot!”

“Okay good. We're going to use this today. Is that okay?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Alright. What’s going to happen is I’m going to turn this on and use it on you. When you feel like you’re about to come, let me know. Then I’ll pull it away and give you a break. I’ll edge you three times and then you’ll get to come. Sound good?”

“Uh huh. I’m excited to try it.”

“Good to hear.” Rain rubs Phantom’s thigh. “And remember to let me know how you’re doing okay?”

“I will.”

“Alright, let's get started. Just lay back for me. Hands by your sides.”

Rain holds the wand to Phantom’s cock and begins by slowly running the head of it up and down his shaft, just getting Phantom used to the sensation of the cool silicon. The rubbery texture drags against his skin, but not unpleasantly. Rain waits until Phantom gives an impatient little huff before thumbing the power button.

“Gonna turn it on now.”

“I’m ready.”

Rain switches it on to its lowest setting and Phantom shudders in reflex. It takes a minute for the vibrations to become pleasurable rather than just slightly overstimulating but when it does, he melts into the feeling. He’s played with vibes before and it’s been fun but the new element of someone else being in control of his pleasure adds an extra layer. Trusting Rain to help him feel good all the while knowing that he’ll also be denied orgasm for a bit is a fun new feeling for him.

For his part, Rain is really good at this. He traces the vibe over Phantom’s cock and down across his balls, hitting all the sensitive spots along the way. Once Phantom starts to stiffen up and leak, he ups the setting without warning just to see how Phantom gasps and bites his lower lip.

As Phantom starts to tremble, Rain grins. Phantom’s dick has stiffened enough to raise up and rest in the crook of his hip so Rain just presses the head of the vibe to the exposed underside and holds it there. The quint’s eyes roll back and he gasps and starts to babble.

“Close?”

“Y-yeah.”

Rain shuts the vibe off.

The resulting sensation is new and a little strange. That morphing of building pleasure with a sudden drop off. He feels himself throb even as the source of pleasure is removed, leaving a sort of tight yet receding feeling in his gut as his body searches for the euphoria it was denied. He voices his feelings on the matter with a confused whine.

“How are you doing baby?” Rain coos, sugar sweet.

Phantom huffs a sigh. Frustration is the word for it. At the lack of release, of satisfaction. It’s enticing though.

“I’m okay. I’m green. I kinda like it. Sort of a floaty feeling.” It wasn’t so bad, he thinks. “That was the first of three, right?”

“Mm hm. Can you do two more for me? Then you’ll get to come. I promise.”

“Yeah, I want to.”

Rain pats his leg fondly and turns the vibrator back on.

The second one is worse. Keyed up and needy, Phantom feels himself getting close all too quickly. It doesn’t help that Rain keeps the vibrator trained right on the head of his dick just to watch him squirm. Phantom can’t even fully enjoy the sensation, distracted by what he knows coming.

Rain senses it before Phantom calls it; that he’s close. The tell tale trembles and the way he grips the sheets in balled fists. Particularly his scrunched up nose, about to sneeze expression, gives him away. When Rain pulls back the vibe and shuts it off, Phantom scrunches his eyes further shut and makes a sad little noise. He has to fight to keep his hands down by his sides where Rain told him to put them.

“It’s a lot isn’t it?” Rain muses cooly even as Phantom whimpers. “But you’re doing so good. One more for me. You can do that.”

Phantom tries to relax his shoulders and takes a steadying breath.

“Uh huh. I’m okay.” His voice shakes a little.

“Color?” Rain asks earnestly

Phantom cracks his eyes open. “Green, Sir. Promise.”

“Let me know if that changes.” Rain hums. “Gonna turn it back on now.”

Phantom’s body feels at odds as Rain holds the vibe to his dick again. He can’t tell if he wants to tense at the onslaught or melt into the sensation. It’s all he can do not to squirm and buck up into the vibe.

He makes the mistake of glancing down. The way the head of his cock rests in the crease of his hip, the tip angry red and dripping pre. The vibe pressed up against it. The eagle sharp focus the water ghoul fixes him with, the pleased quirk of his lips. Phantom feels striped down and bare and it’s even more overwhelming than the insistent need in his gut. He lets out an involuntary moan and his head slumps back to the pillows again.

Phantom feels almost a little relieved when Rain pulls the vibe away, fearing he was about to come on the spot. As he gasps for breath, body reeling with yet another denial, Rain is suddenly beside him, cuddling him and purring praise.

“That's my good boy. You did perfect. Handled it all so well.”

He feels Rain’s hand on his cheek, wiping away moisture. Had he been crying? He shakily rolls over to lean into Rain’s embrace. He enjoyed it but it quickly got more intense that he expected.

“P-please.” He whimpers, face pressed into the water ghoul’s chest. “Please Rainy?”

“Shhh, I’ve got you. You were so good. How are you feeling?”

“I-I’m okay. Promise. Just a lot.”

“I know, baby. Do you want a break or would you like your reward now?”

“Please let me come?”

Phantom lets out a full body shudder as Rain wraps a gentle but firm hand around his dick. Vibe discarded, Rain opts to jack Phantom off; give him a break from the intensity. He’s so hard it hurts, and it doesn’t take long for him to spill. Phantom couldn’t stop himself if he wanted to, the promise of release so tempting after so long. Blessedly he finally comes, painting Rain’s fingers and his own stomach with his release.

Then Rain is pressing kisses all over Phantom’s face. Cooing praise and sweet nothings as Phantom’s breathing evens out.

“Better now?”

Phantom purrs. “Yeah, thank you. I had a lot of fun.”

“Good. Anything hurt or feel weird?”

“No, legs just feel a little shaky s’all.”

“Mmm, perfectly normal. You just lay here and let me take care of you. How about some water and a wash rag?”

“Yes please.”

Rain disentangles himself from the clingy quint long enough to soak a washcloth and clean them both up. Then he grabs a water bottle off the nightstand. He rubs Phantom’s back as the quint takes a swig.

“Do you have any snacks?”

“Of course. Got a couple granola bars and some of your favorite chips.”

Rain rifles in his nightstand and passes the snacks to Phantom. He tears open the chips with relish, perking up considerably.

“What can I get you now?”

“Cuddles?”

“Of course baby.” Rain settles down behind Phantom so the quint can lean against him. “Want to watch something?”

“Yeah! Lulu said she found a documentary on bats for me.”

“I’ll cue it up.”

Rain leans forward to grab his tv’s remote, stealing a chip from the bag in Phantom’s lap in the process.

“Show first and maybe a nap but then we’re having a rematch. I know you’re better at that game. I want a real challenge this time.”

Phantom tips his head back to grin.

“Same stakes?”

“Haha sure.”

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Phantom giggles as Swiss hauls Dew by his tail out of the common room and presumably to the multi ghoul’s room for a little brat taming fun. Mountain rolls his eyes but smiles knowingly.

“Dew is in for it isn’t he?”

“He certainly is.” Mountain chuckles. “Wouldn’t be surprised if he ends up collared for a week this time.”

“Mm, maybe I should piss Swiss off next.”

Mountain snorts.

“Be careful there, Bug. I don’t want you getting in over your head.”

“I’ve played with Swiss before.” Phantom huffs. “And Rain can be scary if he wants to be. I can take it.”

“Just do some negotiation first, love.” Mountain sighs. “On that topic though, has anyone made love to you yet?”

“Yeah? Swiss has taught me a lot and Ciri-”

“They fucked you. And teased you a bit I imagine. I mean making love.”

“There’s a difference?” Phantom chirps.

“Well yeah. A good dicking down is certainly fun but sometimes it's nice to be gentle and mushy every now and then too.” Mountain gives him a gentle peck on the cheek as if to demonstrate.

“Can you show me then?”

“I’d love to.” Mountain smiles warmly.

“Right now?” Phantom asks hopefully, tail wagging.

“Well if you insist.” Mountain chuffs.

Phantom moves like he’s about to hop off Mountain’s lap but the earth ghoul just tightens his arms.

“I’ll carry you if you want. I want to take care of you.”

“Okay!” Phantom settles back down and allows Mountain to scoop him up and carry him down the hall.

They pass Swiss’ door along the way and from the sound of Dew’s echoing yelps, maybe Mountain’s promise of gentleness is the better move tonight.

And Mountain is nothing if not chivalrous. He gets Phantom settled on the bed and builds a plush blanket nest around him before anything else. Then he curls in next to the quint and gives him the softest most unhurried makeout session he’s ever experienced. All light presses of their lips, nuzzles, and soothing pets. Phantom feels absolutely pampered.

Phantom almost forgets about the point of all this until Mountain gets a hand on his ass and squeezes. In startled reflex, Phantom moves away from the touch and thus further into Mountain’s chest. Phantom looks up at him wide eyed.

“Can you do that again?”

Mountain hums in amusement and repeats the motion, all the while reaching down with his other hand to tease the base of the quint’s tail. Phantom shivers as he realizes just how big Mountain’s hands are now that they hold him like this. He paws at Mountain’s chest, asking for more. Mountain humors him until he can feel Phantom’s stiffy rubbing against his own as the quint can’t help but grind their hips together.

“Ready for some help with that?”

Phantom chirps and nods.

“Please?”

“Let’s get you taken care of.”

Mountain helps Phantom wiggle out of his clothes. It takes a while; Mountain insists on kissing every inch of skin revealed as fabric is pulled away. That and the earth ghoul gets especially distracted by Phantom’s tummy. He can’t help but kiss and nip at the adorable swell that's starting to form there now that Phantom’s getting enough to eat for the first time in his life. Eventually they do get Phantom naked and Mountain shirtless.

Phantom flushes under the attention Mountain gives him. He’s been naked around the others before for filthy and innocent intentions alike but the way Mountain takes him in now feels different. Especially when Mountain still has his pants on while Phantom is completely bare. Before he can squirm too much though, Mountain gets himself settled between Phantom’s bent knees.

Phantom watches, a bit unsure, until Mountain starts kissing at his inner thighs, giving them the same loving treatment. The slight scratch of his goatee is ticklish and it makes Phantom chuff.

Finally Mountain takes Phantom’s cock in hand and gives him a few careful strokes. When he glances up, Phantom’s eyes are blown wide with arousal and he absentmindedly kneads at the bedspread with his claws. Mountain churrs and lolls his tongue out for a slow and deliberate lick up the underside of Phantom’s dick. The quint lets out the cutest little squeak, lilac blush coloring his vitiligo marbled skin. He practically yelps when Mountain does it again while also tracing his fingers over Phantom’s hole.

“I’d like to suck on you for a bit and get you ready to take my cock. How does that sound, Phantom?”

Mountain asks it reverently as if getting to do so is the greatest pleasure in the world. Phantom nods furiously, preening at the attention.

Mountain gets to work. He’s not the best at oral, that award goes to Rain thanks to his lack of a gag reflex, but Phantom’s not too much to take. He closes his lips around enough of him to have the head of his cock sit comfortably at the back of his mouth, and gets a hand around the last inch or so. With his free hand, he reaches for the lube and slicks up his fingers.

Phantom shudders adorably when he starts to wiggle the tip of a finger in. And as soon as Mountain finds his prostate, Phantom gets loud.

“Nghh…mmm!” Phantom’s leg twitches and he tugs at his own hair. Mountain purrs around him and doubles down.

Most of Mountain’s focus goes into opening him up, meaning he’s really more cockwarming the quint than sucking him off. Phantom doesn’t seem to mind though, the occasional swallow enough to have him whining in pleasure. By the time Mountain gets four of his fingers inside he figures it's probably a good thing. The poor thing is shaking like a leaf hyped up on caffeine; anything more and he’d likely blow early.

Mountain doesn’t want to put him through the sting of overstimulation so he pulls off. Not without a goodbye kiss to the slit to lap up some of the pre beading there of course. Phantom groans, rubbing his hands over his face.

“Still feeling good?”

“Uh huh…fuck your hands are so big.” He can’t help but peek between his own fingers to watch as the earth ghoul rubs his hip.

Mountain is no stranger to the effect his stature seems to have on especially his smaller packmates. In a practiced move he cups Phantom’s chin with a hand to really make him feel the size difference. It works as planned and Phantom gasps and gets even more flustered.

“If you think my hands are big…” He smiles and leaves the rest unsaid as Phantom squeezes his eyes shut in embarrassment.

The quint’s rapidly flicking tail betrays his excitement so Mountain doesn’t make him wait any longer. He finally slips off his sweats and boxers and takes himself in hand. From the look on Phantom’s face, Mountain is sure all of his blood is making a rapid pilgrimage south. Well all the easier to fuck him brainless then.

“Want it?”

Phantom nods so enthusiastically his hair falls into his face.

“Then spread your legs for me.”

Phantom sheepishly uncurls himself from the ball-like shape he’d taken in shock at the sight of Mountain’s generous length. When Mountain places his hands behind Phantom’s knees to push his legs up, he can feel a fine tremor of nerves and excitement all in one.

“Relax Bug, I’ve got you. Going to be so gentle.”

Phantom nods once more, fangs kneading at his bottom lip. His pupils go impossibly wide as Mountain lines himself up, only a minute ring of violet left visible. The second Mountain starts to push in, Phantom is already moaning. He’s entirely too worked up this early on but who can honestly blame him. Besides, his desperate noises are like music to Mountain’s ears.

It feels like an eternity but Mountain pushes all the way in. Phantom can’t pull his eyes away from where they meet, watching each inch disappear into him. And oh it feels sinful, the head of Mountain’s cock touching places he didn’t know had sensation. He takes it well too, managing to un-tense despite how a fang finally breaks skin and his lip starts to bleed. Mountain hums and leans up to kiss it better. The motion shifts him inside the quint and they both groan.

“Mmm, doing so well Bug.”

Phantom whines and begins to beg. “Please Mount!” His eyes are huge and wet and pleading. “Mmh-need you to fuck me.”

Mountain wouldn’t dream of denying him but the pure desperation in Phantom’s eyes makes him pick up the pace.

He kisses Phantom deeply as he starts to thrust in and out. Long slow passes that make Phantom feel every glorious inch. When their lips part, Phantom can do nothing but pant for air that each thrust, however gentle, seems to knock it out of him. He gives up trying to watch and just lets his head fall back against the pillows as Mountain fills him.

He feels so small like this with the earth ghoul hovering over him, practically folding him in half with the way his knees are pressed to his chest. He loves it though. He knows he’s safe with Mountain and free to relax and feel. The way Mountain praises him and kisses his face more than proves that.

His brain fully goes offline as Mountain adjusts his angle to properly hit his prostate with every slide but it's okay. He knows Mountain will be there to help him come back down to earth after the intense orgasm he can already feel building in his gut. If this is what being loved feels like, he’s never going to be able to get enough. He tries to say as much but he’s pretty sure he really only ends up babbling less than coherently. The smile on Mountain’s face though, says he understands.

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The afternoon thus far has been a wonderful haze of sleepy cuddles, watching movies, and endless snacks. Aurora had insisted Phantom join her to hang out with Sunshine on their free day from chores and band practice. He agreed a little nervously, still shy around Sunshine’s exuberant energy, but the three of them fall in wonderfully.

Now as Phantom curls into Sunshine side, her natural warmth is like cuddling a heated blanket. Aurora seems to agree, half asleep on Sunshine’s other side. She nuzzles Sunshine’s neck, kissing behind her ear. Sunny giggles at the ticklish sensation before turning her head so their lips meet. The younger ghoulette’s eyes fly open in surprise before she leans into the kiss.

Sleepy as they are, there’s no real urgency. Their lips move against the other’s in a decadent open mouth kiss. Phantom can’t help but watch, noting how gorgeous they both look as the filtered sunlight through the skylight paints them in a warm glow. The fondness mirrored in their eyes when they part for air makes it all the more beautiful.

Phantom is content to stay pressed into Sunny’s side while she and Aurora lazily make out, but before long they’re giving him an opening to join. Sunshine turns to nuzzle the quint’s forehead and Aurora leans over to chirp questioningly. He blinks at them hesitantly, almost asking for permission, and they both smile back. He leans in slowly and Sunshine sneaks in a kiss on the tip of his nose. That has him giggling now and when Sunshine moves in again, he meets her in the middle.

Her breath isn’t as smoky as Swiss’ but he can still get a hint of that hellfire that burns so strongly in her chest. It's tangled with something lighter and breezy too. He’d try to place it but it's much easier just to melt into the kiss. At some point her hand laces through his hair, holding him close, and it makes him churr.

And when they finally part, Aurora has draped herself over Sunshine for her turn. The smoky tinge is replaced with petrichor and the tingle of the tiny bit of quintessence Aurora possesses.

Aurora eventually pulls back, not yet decided on whether to let the other two kiss again, or to take Sunshine for herself. In the process her thigh ends up pressed between Sunshine’s askew legs. Sunshine’s involuntary moan causes them all to freeze.

Phantom’s eyes are wide in surprise but Aurora just giggles as Sunshine pulls her close so she can begin to properly grind. Then Phantom is laughing as Aurora gasps at how hard Sunny has already gotten.

Things get a bit hot and heavy after that.

Slowing peeling each other’s clothes off feels like the natural next move; with of course kisses and playful bites generously given as skin is revealed. One moment, Sunshine is sucking a mark into Phantom’s neck while he does the same to Aurora’s chest. The next, both ghoulettes pounce Phantom to give him matching hickeys on his inner thighs. It's not long after that, that they’re all breathing heavy and the air is thick with the perfume of arousal.

By the time Aurora’s dripping slick to match the precum dampening the other two’s cocks, she’s reaching for the lube bottle stashed between the mattress and the headboard. Sunshine answers her questioning look by holding a hand out for the bottle.

Sunny flops into Phantom’s lap so they can keep making out while she works herself open. Aurora admires the sight for a moment; their spit slick lips, the matching red marks on their necks, the way Sunshine is already sinking two fingers into herself.

Slightly begrudgingly she pulls herself away though, to retrieve her strap on harness. It’d gotten hung on the corner of the mirror when she’d forgotten to take it back to her own room days before. Her past laziness helps her now, praise sloth and all that. Luckily for her, Sunshine needs another few moments to finish prepping herself so Aurora gets to drool at the tangled ghouls before her a bit longer.

By the time Sunshine wipes the excess lube off on the sheets, they’re all beginning to feel a twinge of impatience.

Sunshine grins and rolls herself and Phantom over so that the quint is now on the bottom and her own ass is bared to Aurora’s freshly harnessed hips. Sunny’s favorite dildo is slipped through the ring on the front and Aurora lubes it with an overhand stroke. Phantom appreciates the view over Sunshine’s shoulder.

Then Sunny is flicking the tip of her tail and waggling her hips impatiently and Aurora’s playfully rolling her eyes even as she lines herself up. The three of them sigh as she pushes in, Sunshine moaning into the crook of Phantom’s neck and the other two at how pretty the sound is.

At first it's a bit awkward as they figure things out. Sunshine and Phantom keep trying to grind their cocks together even as Aurora attempts to establish her own rhythm. With more than a few giggles and through counting each other down they get a push and pull going. Aurora’s thrusts push Sunshine’s hips over Phantom’s and then Phantom cants his hips up to meet Sunny’s as Aurora pulls back.

They manage to achieve a metronome-like pace on autopilot after a minute, allowing them all to sink into the pleasure. Phantom whines with each drag of Sunshine’s skin over his own. Aurora grinds against the textured base of the dildo, rolling her hips with every thrust to get friction on her clit.

Sunshine just melts between them, caught between dual sensations and loving every minute of it. It can take a lot to get her brain to shut off and let her just focus on sensation, but this achieves that wonderfully. It's Phantom that has to eventually get a hand around the two of them to jerk them off; Sunny’s own limbs feel like jelly.

She yelps as Phantom’s hand cups her in time with Aurora’s laser accurate thrust to her prostate. The other two giggle.

“Want to hear her make even prettier sounds?” Aurora offers like it's a question rather than an inevitability.

Phantom just nods, a similar noise being wrought from him as Aurora’s next thrust drives Sunshine’s hips against his, hard.

Aurora shifts to quick but accurate snaps of her hips that punch little moans out of both ghouls below her until they lock lips again. Even as they lick into each other’s mouths, it's punctuated with breathless gasps.

Sunny gets close first. She doesn’t need to say a thing to warn the others though, the way she tenses up and trembles gives her away. Phantom tightens his hand around the two of them, not far behind himself. Aurora’s thrusts become somehow more vicious.

Then Sunshine is gasping and twitching in Phantom’s grip which sets him off. They paint their stomachs in each other’s spend as Aurora fucks them through it. She only shows mercy when the other two begin mewling in overstimulation.

After pulling out as gently as she can and ditching her harness, Aurora wiggles her way between the two so she can kiss both of them in turn. They reciprocate and nuzzle into her neck, somehow even more clingy in the comedown. Still, as Sunny and Phantom bask in the afterglow, there's still work to be done.

It's Aurora’s that yelps this time when Sunshine sneaks a hand between her legs to play with her clit. Phantom grins and latches on to suckle at her chest. It's Aurora’s turn to be pinned between them and they’re going to take good care of her.

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“Hey Lus?” Phantom murmurs into the dark room. He’s draped in a blanket and has his bat plushie squished in his arms.

“Bug?” Cumulus rubs her eyes and looks up from her blanket nest. Her golden eyes are incandescent despite the low light. “Having trouble sleeping, sweetheart?”

“Uh huh.” Phantom shuts the door behind him and burrows into bed next to her.

She hums and pulls him close to her. It's not uncommon to have Phantom, Aurora, or even both seeking her out when they can’t sleep.

“Nightmares again?”

“Mm mm.” He shakes his head. “Just couldn’t fall asleep.”

“Well you can cuddle with me for as long as you like.” She kisses his forehead and settles back down.

Cuddling with someone else usually seems to do the trick and Phantom is able to drift off easily now. He feels safer, he supposes, in the arms of someone else and surrounded by their familiar scent. It doesn’t hurt that Cumulus’ nest is as pillowy soft as sleeping on a cloud. He snuggles into Cumulus’ side and their twin purrs lull them both to sleep.

And for a while, they both sleep soundly, tired from busy days of chores and tour prep. That is until Phantom’s sleeping mind decides to feed him filth.

It's a running joke that the poor new summon can’t go a night without having an obscene dream. Though honestly not a rarity for creatures of sin, it doesn’t help that he also generally ends up making it everyone else’s problem. On the nights he lacks enough self control (see: most of the time) he sneaks into someone else’s room, rouses them from their own dreams, and whines until they help him or kick him out. Tonight is no different.

At least he doesn't have to go seek out a pack mate; Cumulus is always willing to help. She’s generally sweet about it too. In comparison, Rain, Aurora, and Sunshine have a fifty-fifty shot of throwing a pillow at him and telling him to go away. He’s learned to not even risk knocking on Cirrus or Dew’s doors before six a.m.

When he wakes up, cock stiff and boxers damp, all he has to do is whimper a bit and nuzzle Cumulus’ side before her nose is twitching at the scent of his arousal. She cracks a tired eye open and he has the good grace to look sorry.

“Again?” She sighs humoredly.

“Yeah…” He looks up through his lashes pitifully as if to convince her, but she’s already rolling onto her back and stretching.

“C’mere you insatiable little thing.” She yawns around a grin and pats her lap.

They both slip their pajama bottoms and underwear off to be tossed who knows where in the dark room. Then Phantom straddles her hips and begins to grind.

Cumulus churrs and beckons him to lean into a kiss. Her eyes slip shut in a mix of enjoyment and fatigue, but Phantom is wired. Still, he’s sure to make sure she gets something out of this. He can’t help that he’s hair trigger but he can at least try to make up for the odd hour. He kisses her back and rolls his hips in a dirty grind that gets them both worked up.

They’re both slick in no time, Phantom injecting an urgency into the otherwise sleepy haze. And it's a good thing too; Phantom isn’t exactly known for lasting long once things go further. He’d be embarrassed at how close he already is if he wasn't also so lost in desperation. He lets out a needy mewl that has Cumulus chuffing.

“Feeling good baby? Just need somewhere warm to put that cock, huh?”

Her tone is light but the lurch in Phantom’s gut is seismic. Her words go straight to his dick and he shamelessly begins to beg.

“Please Lus! Please let me, I need it!” He practically sobs it against her neck.

“Shhh go ahead. Show me how much you want it.”

If Phantom was paying more attention he’d notice the amused giggle in her voice but alas, his brain is long since offline.

It's awkward, trying to slip into her slick cunt hands free and while still desperately rocking his hips. His lack of experience doesn’t do him any favors either. Still he finally manages to catch the head of his cock against her and push in.

The first inch or two is already stupidly good; bad news for his quickly fading composure. She flutters around him and it's like she’s kissing his cock with her walls. Then he slips in a bit deeper and suddenly he's gripped on all sides by wet warmth and it's oh so much. Perhaps too much.

Phantom manages maybe three shallow thrusts before he’s yelping and coming with no warning. At first he's consumed with riding out the feeling, but the second clarity returns, his face flushes hot. Now embarrassment edges in, smothering the tail edges of his bliss.

He blinks owlishly at Cumulus. She returns his surprised look before bursting into giggles. Phantom winces as the motion tenses her pelvic muscles, an apology already spilling out.

“Lus I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to, it just felt so good. Please don’t be mad.” He peeks through his hands in shame, blush deepening as she only laughs harder.

His pitiful look is what sobers her enough to speak, albeit with a humored grin on her face.

“Hehe, it's okay Phantom, it happens. Not the first time and not going to be the last either. I’m not mad I promise.” She cups his cheek fondly.

“...sorry…”

“I’m serious, baby.” She soothingly kisses his brow. “Just caught me off guard is all. Feeling better?”

“Yeah.” He breaks into a sheepish grin. “I don’t know if I can go again right now but can I lick you out instead?” He figures he should do something to make up for this. To his relief Cumulus accepts with a rye smile.

“I would love that. Cirrus says you’ve been practicing.”

Phantom groans and goes an even deeper shade of red.

“Well, go on. Show me what you’ve learned.”

Phantom hurriedly scrambles to lay between her legs, burying his face in her cunt so he doesn’t have to see how amused she is by all of this.

“That’s it baby.” She coos, scratching between his horns. “Such a good boy.”

He whines against her, eyes scrunched shut as he begins to lick.

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Aether knocks a horn against Phantom’s to get his attention. “Just ask him already.”

“Huh? What?” Phantom blinks.

“Dewdrop. Ask him. I’ve seen the way you look at him.”

“I don’t-”

“Your eyes were nearly bugging out when he reached up to grab his coffee mug from the cabinet and his shirt rode up. And just now you were staring into space grinning like a lovesick fool.”

Phantom will forever deny that he intentionally puts Dew’s mug up on the top shelf when it's his turn to wash the dishes. It’s too late to hide his crush though. “But I don’t think he likes me.”

“No?”

Phantom shrugs.

“If you feel up to it I recommend giving it a shot.” Aether says but leaves it at that.

Later at practice, Aether’s advice is still ringing in his ears. Alright, I will. Phantom says to himself. Getting Dew to stay behind late with him was the easy part. He told Dew he was having trouble with a riff in Dance Macabre, not even a lie, and that he could use some help.

“So this part is an inverse five chord.” Dew demonstrates on his own guitar. “Yeah like that. Your pointer finger is lower than your ring rather than the other way around.”

“It feels weird.” Phantom hums

“Yeah, it takes some getting used to. Don’t worry, you’ll get it.”

Phantom smiles at the assurance. “Okay thanks.”

“Is that everything you needed help with?”

“Uh huh.”

“Cool.” Dew stands and stretches. Phantom panics. Now that it’s the perfect opportunity to proposition Dew, he’s terrified.

Dew turns his back to go put his guitar away.

Phantom spits it out before he loses his courage.

“Would you like to have sex with me?”

Dew freezes, his back still turned. Phantom winces. He wants to bite his tongue off, will the words out of existence, absolutely disappear. He knew this was a bad idea. Dew will turn around and scoff. Or worse, laugh at him.

Instead when Dew turns, instead of disgust, annoyance, even anger, it's…excitement? His brow is raised but his lips also curl up at the side. Is Dew actually smiling right now?

Dew sets down his guitar with a snort and grabs Phantom’s hand. “I was wondering if I’d have to ask you myself.”

Phantom should know by now that there's a lot more sides to his packmates than he originally guessed. Some were easy to predict how they’d be in bed. Cirrus’ reputation as the resident domme preceded her, and she did not disappoint. Swiss’ good humor and enthusiasm also translated over to sex; being excited and up for almost anything.

Others he was dead wrong. Despite Mountain’s intimidating stature, he was the gentlest thus far. It was in fact easy going and mellow Rain that fucked him to hell and back. He’d assumed Dew would be a lot like Rain ended up being, loving but just a bit mean. Instead, the fire ghoul isn’t bothering to hide his grin as he leads the way back to his room.

Phantom has seen Dew’s room before, sure; but he’s never felt completely welcome. He’s always felt on edge as if he’s disturbing the pristine neatness that is Dew’s space with just his presence. Now though, as Dew haphazardly throws his clothes off and motions for Phantom to do the same, he wonders if a lot of the disinterest he thought Dew regarded him with was imagined.

If anything, the way Dew looks at him now is unguarded and even fond. Like he’s seeing something beautiful, something he admires, It makes Phantom feel wanted. Desired. And if that doesn’t make the quint feel some sort of way.

Phantom almost asks how Dew wants him. How he can be good. Instead he feels a surge of confidence. He puts on a coy smile.

“Be waiting for this long?”

Dew huffs as he undoes his belt. “Just since you were summoned.”

Phantom blinks. “Wait, really?”

Dew pauses in pulling off his jeans, brow raised. “Of course really. Ghoul as pretty as you. What do you expect me to do? Not wanna do something about it?”

Phantom gives him a flustered yet relieved smile. “I honestly thought you didn’t like me. You never seemed interested and…”

Dew cocks his head. “I didn’t think you wanted it. Didn’t want to push.”

“Well,” Phantom purrs, stepping forward. “Nothing stopping us now.”

“Cept these clothes.” Dew tugs at Phantom’s shirt, reminding him he’s still fully dressed.

It’s Phantom’s turn to huff. “Give me a second.” He strips quickly, adding his clothes to the pile on the floor. Neither of them care about the mess, scrambling over each other to get to the bed.

Once they’re both atop the mattress, their hands are all over each other. Dew runs his hands over Phantom’s bare chest as the quint laces his fingers in Dew’s tresses. Their lips practically crash together and they’re licking into each other’s mouths with abandon. There's something urgent about it. Not quite desperation, but still the emotions pent up for so long from dancing around each other come out in a rush.

It takes the burning of their lungs for air to get them to part and then Phantom finally gets his first good look at Dew.

Despite his scrawnyness, he’s well built; all sharp edges. Faint raised lines sit on his neck and ribs, white scar tissue over pale skin. Silver rings adorn his nipples, catching the light. Phantom lets his eyes slip further down.

Dew’s bush is neatly trimmed and frames his perfect cock. He’s smaller than Phantom assumed but he’s entranced all the same. He looks up to catch the fire ghoul admiring his own length. Phantom squeaks in surprise at the absolutely molten blush high on Dew’s cheeks and melting down his chest. He practically moans at Dew’s next words.

The fire ghoul meets his eyes, his pupils blown. Then says in a desperate murmur, “Need you to fuck me.”

“W-what? I thought…”

Dew tips them over so he’s straddling Phantom’s hips. He grinds their cocks together and they both groan.

“Need you inside.” Even as he physically hovers over the quint, Dew fucking whimpers. It makes Phantom throb.

He’s never seen Dew like this. His usual gruff and stoic nature is traded for flushed desperation. It makes Phantom’s head spin. His body seems to know what to do though, his cock stiffening up and beginning to leak where Dew grinds against him.

Dew suddenly rolls off of him to lean over the edge of the bed and retrieve the bottle of lube stashed underneath. Phantom doesn't even pretend to not stare at the view the motion provides of Dew’s barely there but cute ass.

When Dew flops onto his back and lubes his fingers up to stretch himself, Phantom’s happy the fire ghoul is taking care of this at least. He’s quickly lost the brain power to do much more than sink his teeth into the meat of his palm as he watches Dew slip his own fingers into himself with a groan.

Dew preps himself as quickly as he can. Phantom almost wishes it had taken longer, the sight a delightful one. Now Dew rolls onto his front, chest low and ass to the air, tail held up over his hip. He’s presenting, Phantom realizes after a long moment.

“Fuck, Dew.”

“Uh huh.” Dew sounds breathless and needy as he waggles his ass.

“What do I…?”

“Fuck me!” Dew deepens the arch of his back insistently.

“O-okay…”

For a moment panic threatens to overtake Phantom’s senses. This is his first time truly giving. What if he does it wrong? What if Dew doesn’t like it and never wants to do this ever again? He shakes his head to clear it. He focuses on remembering what it was like to receive and tries to translate that.

He shuffles forward to kneel behind Dew, patting his hip with one hand as he tries to figure out how to line himself up. Dew huffs impatiently so Phantom takes himself in hand and brings the head of his cock to Dew’s twitching hole. He tries to push in slowly, really he does; but the way Dew reflexively clenches around him causes him to bottom out in one quick thrust.

Dew yips in surprise and Phantom decides he’ll do anything to hear such a pretty sound again.

“Shit, feels so good.” Phantom moans, pulling back and thrusting deep again. Dew is molten hot and tight and perfect.

Dew just growls low in his throat and pushes his hips back to meet Phantom’s, seemingly echoing the sentiment.

There’s less preamble that Phantom had planned but fortunately Dew can take it just fine. He shifts his focus to figuring out what feels best for both of them. At first he tries long deep thrusts like Mountain had done. They make Dew grunt in pleasure and rock his hips back to meet him, but Phantom knows he can do better.

Rather than angling up like he had been, he angles his hips down for his next thrust and there. Dew makes a gurgly sound and his tail kinks up. Phantom switches immediately to rabbit quick thrusts that nail the spot best he can. It seems to do the job as Dew begins to shudder and flutter around him, cursing under his breath.

“This okay?” Phantom asks even as he feels his body taking over for his brain.

Dew’s hands are splayed wide, claws digging into the comforter. His voice is a strained hiss. “Fuck yes Buggy. Don’t stop.”

That he can do. Phantom doubles down, melting against Dew’s back as his hips work on autopilot. It's fortunate Dew sounds as wrecked as Phantom feels because the quint isn’t sure he can do much more with his brain melting into a little puddle.

It's little surprise that soon Phantom is tensing up and shooting his load without even having the chance to warn Dew. The fire ghoul groans, pleased however at the way Phantom’s cock kicks inside him. And it's a good thing Phantom likes a little overstimulation because he’s able to keep thrusting past the point of discomfort to have Dew meeting his own end.

And the sound he makes when he does. It's high and reedy. A little gasp followed by the most gorgeous moan Phantom has ever heard. His spent cock makes a valiant effort to stiffen again as he feels Dew clench hard around him as he spills over the sheets below.

They stay tied together for a moment before giddy exhaustion hits them both and they roll to their sides and collapse to the bed. Dew is the first to speak.

“Unholy fuck Bug.”

“H-hhh…did I do okay?”

Dew raises a brow and cranes his neck to face him.

“That was the best orgasm I’ve had in months.” There's no trace of teasing or exaggeration in Dew’s voice.

“Really?” Phantom blinks.

“I’m serious.” Dew rolls over. It unseats Phantom’s cock and they both wince. Still Dew’s smile quickly returns. “So fucking good.” He nuzzles Phantom’s neck and starts a rumbly purr.

Phantom smiles oh so big and his own purr joins Dew’s.

Chapter Text

Phantom and Aether are sprawled out on Aether’s bed after a particularly long band practice. Phantom has been doing great lately, only needing the occasional direction for Copia and Aether. After the practice ended, Aether led the little ghoul into his room for cuddles. Now they lay side by side as Aether rubs Phantom's sore hands. He uses a bit of quintessence to soothe away the ache.

“You did so great today! You've come such a long way.” Aether coos and Phantom hides his blush by pressing his face to Aether’s chest.

Phantom mumbles something, his reply muffled by Aether’s shirt.

“What’s that?”

Phantom begrudgingly tips his face up.

“Yeah but I still made some mistakes.”

“Yeah, and?” That’s normal. Besides, it doesn’t discount the progress you have made.”

“But the tour is really soon and I don’t know if I’ll be ready.”

“You will be.” Aether huffs when Phantom pouts. “You will! I’ve seen how dedicated you are. The pack adores you. The audience is going to love you too! You're always so energetic up there. They’re going to eat up your antics. I know I love it.”

Phantom makes a pitiful squeak that he wishes he could blame on how Aether kneads at his sore palms. He smushes his face back into Aether’s shirt and the older quint just chuffs.

As if to make his predicament worse, Phantom’s vessel chooses this moment to pop an inappropriate boner. Whether it’s the praise, how Aether lovingly massages his hands, the little bit of quintessence, or just the hair trigger nature of his body; Phantom curses them all. He shifts a little, trying to get comfortable. Instead he winces as his stiffy accidentally rubs across Aether’s thigh. He hopes the older ghoul doesn’t notice.

“Praise really does get you worked up huh?”

No such luck.

Phantom jolts up to a sitting position and blushes fiercely. He pulls his hands away, clenching them in his lap to vaguely cover himself.

“I’m sorry! I-”

“Hey, it’s okay Pup. Nothing to be ashamed of at all. Promise.”

When Phantom halts in his retreat Aether adds with a raised brow:

“I’d love to give you as much praise as you want, if you’ll let me?” He pats the spot Phantom had just vacated.

Phantom nods shyly and lays back down on his side.

“Would you like some help with that?” Aether pointedly looks down and back up again; asking for permission.

“Y-yes please.” Phantom nods with a squeak.

“Okay sweet boy. Let's get you feeling good.”

Aether starts slow, just dipping a hand into Phantom’s shorts and boxers and tracing gentle fingers over his cock. Aether knows he’s being a tease but he can’t help it; wanting to drag this out a little. Really get Phantom worked up before making him feel even better. The little gasps and whines the young ghoul makes aren’t exactly a deterrent either.

Aether’s not cruel though. Before too long, he curls his hand and begins to slowly jack Phantom off. Just firm enough to feel good but not so much as to tip him over the edge too soon. He waits until Phantom melts into the motions and starts to buck his hips, before pulling back. Phantom looks up from where he’s pressed his face into Aether’s chest.

“Why’d you stop?” Phantom chirps sadly.

“I’m not done yet, don’t worry. Just wanna really make you feel good. Let me suck you off a little?”

“Uh huh. Please-ohh!” Phantom’s reply turns into a moan as Aether gives his cock a gentle squeeze through his boxers.

Aether has the younger ghoul roll onto his back before moving to settle between his legs. He sets to work pulling Phantom’s shorts and boxers down before making a show of teasingly licking his lips.

“Look at you. So pretty for me. I could just eat you up.” He winks before diving in.

He takes the head of Phantom’s cock into his mouth. The younger ghoul can’t contain a noise somewhere between a whimper and a yowl. He throws a hand over his mouth, eyes wide. Aether only chuffs, pulling off with a pop and smiling up at him.

“Hey, none of that.” He reaches for Phantom's hand which the younger ghoul shakily gives him. “Wanna hear you enjoying yourself.”

Aether moves Phantom’s hand to his own head, letting him lace his fingers in the older quint’s mohawk. Then he dips his head again to lap Phantom’s cock back into his mouth.

Phantom tries to just gently hold, but when Aether takes him down, swallowing around his length without warning, he can’t help it. He tugs; harder than he’d really intended. Aether just purrs around his mouthful, signaling Phantom to do it again. When Phantom hesitates, Aether pulls back to tease his tongue over the sensitive head of his cock. Phantom quickly tugs again, getting the memo.

They continue like that for a while. Aether sucking and licking in that way that has Phantom nearly tearing up at how overwhelmingly wonderful it all is. Phantom scratches at Aether’s scalp, gently tugging at his hair whenever Aether does something that feels particularly good. At some point, Aether gets a hand on Phantom’s balls, rolling them in his fingers and tickling at the seam. The choked off moan Phantom makes at that has Aether pulling off his dick to suck at his balls while jacking him with his hand instead. The change makes it easier for him to feed Phantom a string of praise and filth between swipes of his tongue.

“Enjoying yourself Pup? Making such pretty noises for me. Doing such a good job letting me make you feel good. Gonna spill for me? I know you’re close. Go ahead and let go for me.”

Phantom can only whimper and nod. Aether chooses that moment to get his mouth back on Phantom’s dick. The way he sucks on the head sends the younger quint hurtling into his orgasm. Phantom’s only vaguely aware of how he babbles Aether’s name like a prayer, transfixed by the movement of Aether’s throat as he swallows down his load and sucks him into overstimulation. Then he’s writhing under Aether’s tongue until the older ghoul mercifully backs off.

Aether scoots up to pull Phantom into a tight embrace. Phantom can feel both his own and Aether’s hearts pounding in their chests as they catch their breath. Aether kisses his brow.

“Hey sweet boy. How are you feeling?”

“Good. That felt really good.”

“Hmm, wonderful. You did amazing for me.”

Phantom whines, the praise still making his gut warm and has to force his next words out.

“Want me to get you off?”

“Nah, I’m okay. Focusing on you right now.”

“But-”

“But nothing. I’m taking care of you cause I want to and you deserve it. I meant what I said earlier. I’m so proud of you and all the progress you’ve made. You’re gonna do great out there.“

“Thanks Aeth.”

They cuddle in silence for a while before Phantom giggles.

“Sure you weren’t just trying to get me worked up earlier? ”

“Haha, I promise. Though that’s a fun side effect.”

“Well stop being nice or you’re gonna have to suck me off again.” Phantom laughs.

“But what if I want to?” Aether grins conspiratorially

“Aeth…”

“Ooh, does my good boy have a praise kink? Does my little Pup like hearing about how pretty and perfect he is?”

“Aether!”

Phantom shoves the older quint and puffs his bottom lip out in a pout. Aether kisses him on the nose in retaliation. They both dissolve into giggles.