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Aether flexes his hands where they’re held behind his back by leather cuffs. It's a motion out of neediness not discomfort. He wants nothing more than to touch but Aurora stands just out of reach from where he kneels.

Clad in nothing but a matching leather harness, she's a gorgeous sight. Pale skin on display, the straps frame her cute tits and drooling folds, and the thigh bands dig into the bit of chub there deliciously. Aether’s not quite sure where to look, gaze dancing everywhere before finally meeting her eyes.

She regards him with a giggle.

“You look so cute on your knees for me. Maybe I should make you stay like this for a while.”

Aether is polite enough not to complain out loud but inwardly he pines. He wishes she’d go ahead and give him what they both want already. He wants to touch her, taste her. Instead she steps away and behind him, depriving Aether of even the sight of her.

There's a rustle and the clink of metal and then her hands are cupping his face from behind.

“One more thing.”

She taps his chin to get him to tilt his head back and kisses his forehead. Then she loops the collar around his neck and fastens the buckle. Aether’s eyes droop closed and his shoulders relax as the fastening clinks against itself.

The collar isn’t at all uncomfortably tight; just snug enough to remind him it's there. To remind him to relax. Something about it makes his head feel floaty, especially when she tugs a little at the ring on the front.

After a moment, he senses her step back in front and when he opens his eyes again she’s smiling down at him warmly.

“Being such a good boy.” She coos it and it makes Aether shudder a little. Her voice dips so sultry when she wants it to. She pairs it with a hand petting at his horns and the gentle scratch of her claws feels delightful. He leans into it as subtly as he can; still determined to be good and sit still like she’d told him to.

Fortunately for him she finally gives him an inch amid all the teasing.

“Want to feel your tongue.” She tugs gently at a horn. “Go on.”

Finally her vulva is in reach and he darts his tongue out to taste her.

She’s already wet from making Aether watch her pleasure herself earlier and he’s met with the salty sweet taste of her slick. The first swipe of his tongue is brief, just getting started, but the next are unhurried and luxurious. He finds her clit quickly, equally pleasuring her and trying to convince her from backing away once more.

She doesn’t, instead moving closer and spreading her thighs to properly straddle his face. It gives Aether all the access he needs and he can’t help but purr, finally satisfied. The crackly sound makes her churr.

“That’s it. Keep going good boy.”

Oh he’s not coming up for air until she’s cumming on his tongue.

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Swiss surveys the line of toys on the nightstand. “Which one next?” He asks it out loud but it's a rhetorical question. Aether isn’t exactly in a place to properly respond.

He has Aether tied down to the bed with rope around his wrists and ankles. He’s not gagged, but he struggles to make any intelligent sounds anyway. Not that it matters; with Swiss he knows it's useless to whine and beg. He just shivers and pants as the vibrator tied to his thigh hums against his clit. It's enough to drive him wild but not enough to cum, especially when Swiss has been turning it on and off at random.

He’d asked Swiss for help getting out of his head and Swiss delivered happily. The multi ghoul has spent the last hour edging Aether to the brink of insanity with his hands, mouth, tail, and half the pack’s collection of toys. His tits are decorated in bite marks and his nipples puffy and red. His clit is swollen and past oversensitive. Even as overwhelmed tears finally begin to fall down his red cheeks, he’s loving every minute of it.

“Hmm, this one.” Swiss decides and reaches for the double ended dildo. He waggles it over Aether’s face and the quint groans and rolls his head to the side, eyes scrunched shut.

Swiss decides to get his attention by turning the vibrator off once more.

Aether makes a frankly adorable whimper and pries his lids open to look up at Swiss.

“You still with me? Color sweetheart.”

Aether nods and licks his dry lips. “Green.” As much as the rest of him trembles, he manages to get his voice to work long enough to check in.

“Then I want you to watch.”

Aether nods again and lifts his head enough to watch Swiss move the wand vibrator out of the way and line up the dildo in its place. It slides into his sloppy cunt easily; earlier Swiss had licked him out and added his spit to Aether’s drooling slick. He’s left his cunt alone since then though, which makes the sensation of finally being filled so much sweeter.

Aether hums softly at the drag of the silicon as Swiss seats it in place. Then the multi ghoul finally removes his boxers, his only remaining clothing, and straddles his end of the toy. He’s slick as well, worked up from all of Aether’s noises and the considerable amount of time they've been at this. He sinks down onto his side with no trouble. It pushes the toy deeper into Aether and the quint can’t help but drop his head back with a curse.

“I know Aeth. Gonna make you feel so good.”

Swiss starts to roll his hips in a way that moves the toy in both of them. Has it rubbing right where they both need it. Then when he finds his rhythm, he reaches for the remote.

Aether realizes what's about to happen but only in time to groan and brace himself. The vibrator whirrs to life and they both moan.

Swiss rocks his hips faster. He uses his tail to rub over Aether’s clit and gets a hand down to work his own.

“Come on big guy. Wanna see you come for me.”

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“Fuck, you feel so good.” Aether groans as he pulls Sunshine closer to really have her drape over him.

She hums something affirmative sounding as she rocks her hips against his, trying to get her cock as deep into his cunt as possible.

“Filling me so nicely.” He pets her back as she rests her forehead against his chest, panting.

Aether’s kept a string of praise and filth going in equal measure and Sunshine is close to drowning in it. He sounds all calm and collected while it's all she can do to keep pumping her hips in some semblance of rhythm and simultaneously fight to hold off from cumming too soon. Forget even trying to respond verbally.

When they got started, she promised to fill Aether as deep as she could with her cum. It's certainly a promise she wants to keep, but ideally after getting him to his own end first. Aether keeps talking though, and each purred word threatens to undo her.

“Can’t wait to take your kits.”

“Fuck!” She has to bite her own tongue to keep from busting right there. “Aeth you can’t just say that.” She whines.

He just grins.

“Why not? It's true. Gonna be so full with it.”

“I’m gonna cum!”

“Yeah baby. Cum right inside me.”

“Right-mmh-now though!”

“Yeah? Gonna get me all messy?” The words are accompanied by a smirk and a deliberate bearing down and Sunshine loses it.

“Shit shit-hah mmm…”

She rams her hips flush with Aether’s and empties her load inside as promised.

Aether growls in satisfaction.

“Perfect, Sunny. Feels so good.”

“Hhm, fucker.” She huffs.

“Isn’t that your job sweetheart?” He sounds so pleased with himself.

“Didn’t mean to come yet. Wanted to get you off first.” She pants, even as she snorts at his joke.

“Oh there's still time for that.” He cups the back of her head to pull her into a kiss. “You still gotta give me a few more loads. Really make sure I catch.”

Sunshine moans and her cock kicks, already trying to stiffen up once more.

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Dew stands with his back straight as a ruler and his tail flicking anxiously. He eyes the lingerie set on the bed, a pale blue baby doll with matching panties and stockings, like it's going to jump up and bite him.

“C’mere sweetheart. Let me help you get dressed.” Mountain coaxes.

Dew enjoys this, truly he does. Appreciates when Mountain suggests it so he doesn’t have to ask. It just takes a bit to get his brain on board.

After a moment and a visible swallow, Dew steps forward to settle primly on the edge of the bed, pointedly not touching the silky fabric next to him. He lets Mountain stand between his legs and sink his fingers into his hair; closing his eyes as the earth ghoul gives him a good head massage. It lowers the racing of his heart until he’s ready to move forward.

Eventually he grabs fistfuls of his shirt and starts pulling at it. Mountain places his hands over Dew’s and gives him a kiss on his forehead.

“I’ve got you. Just let me.”

Dew sits as still as he can, just staring at his lap and loosely balled fists while Mountain pulls his clothes off one article at a time. Each revealed section of skin is met with kisses and caresses. The only piece he leaves for now is Dew’s boxers.

“Ready?”

“Yeah.” Dew takes a deep breath and reaches out to pet a hand over the silky fabric of the babydoll.

He has to admit from experience that they’re crazy comfortable; the loose satin smooth and cool against his perpetually warm skin. He scoops it up and hands it to Mountain. The earth ghoul slips it over Dew’s head, holding it wide so as to not to catch on his horns, and smooths the fabric down so it rests against his skin.

“There you go, babe.” Mountain starts slow with the petnames, easing Dew into it. “Let’s do your stockings now, okay?”

“Okay.”

Dew’s voice is lighter now as he slowly gets more on board with everything. Mountain even pulls a chuckle from him by insisting on pressing kisses over Dew’s feet before slipping the stockings on up to his thighs. Then it's time for the panties.

“Wanna put these on for me too?” He holds them up but makes no move until Dew nods. He’s silent but he stands to give Mountain access.

Much like the stockings, Mountain presses kisses over Dew’s thighs as he trades his boxers for the lacy number. The garment is small and sheer already and Dew knows soon it’ll be fighting to contain his cock.

“Your clit is so cute, princess.”

Clit. Right. The wording makes Dew shiver. Mountain doesn’t miss it.

“Still doing okay, Droplet?”

“Yeah, I'm good.” And really, he is. His brain is just starting to go fuzzy and the way Mountain looks up at him all fond and loving makes him flush.

“You’re so pretty, you know that?”

Dew hums, a disbelieving sound. He thinks Mountain affirms it but his senses are narrowing. The feel of the luxurious fabric swishing with each small movement and the way Mountain pets the exposed skin of his thighs. His cheeks feel warm but the real heat of embarrassment seems far away.

Then Mountain is scooping him up and settling the both of them on the bed. Mountain sits back to the pillows with Dew kneeling to straddle his lap. The position brings their hips close, growing bulges almost touching but Dew can’t quite figure out how to move his hips. He can only uselessly paw at Mountain’s chest.

It takes Mountain reaching a hand out to tuck Dew’s hair behind his ear before pulling him into a kiss. When their lips part, it's only for Mountain to murmur sweet praise.

“Just relax sweet girl. I’m going to take such good care of you.”

Mountain sneaks a hand down to cup him through the panties and Dew’s brain slips offline. It's a gentle descent into sub space as Mountain worships him with kisses and soft touches.

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Aurora twirls on the spot, showing off her new costume for the latest tour cycle.

“So, what do you think?”

“Mmm I like these.” Cumulus purrs after a moment, unabashedly running her hands over Aurora’s hips.

Cumulus had thought the prequelle era uniforms were a sexy enough statement; skin tight despite the technical modesty. Add a rolled up sleeve and the barest snatch of skin was drool worthy. These new ones however, are practically scandalous in comparison.

Again they don’t literally expose skin but they might as well be painted on. The iridescent bat wings hide nothing with her arms aloft; every line and curve of Aurora’s body is on display under the rhinestone adorned fabric. Cumulus can fully see the dip of the cleft of her ass and the way her nipples poke through, revealing her lack of a bra. It's absolutely sinful.

“So pretty, baby. The crowds are going to love you.”

“Yeah, it's so sparkly.” Aurora giggles.

Cumulus answers with a chuckle. “You know that's not what I’m talking about, Moth.” She squeezes Aurora's ass and the multi ghoulette chirps.

“Hehe, that too.” Aurora shifts to put on a pout. “You still sure you don’t want to come with this time? You’d look so good up there with us too.”

“Yes love, I’ve made up my mind. But don’t worry, I’m having plenty of fun enjoying the view.” She nips Aurora’s neck through her balaclava. “Why don’t you do a little cat walk for me? I want to see how the sparkles catch the light.”

Even with her face obscured by her mask, Cumulus knows Aurora grins wide and toothy.

The multi ghoulette turns on the spot and struts to the far wall, unabashedly shaking her hips and circling her arms so her wings twist and twirl. When she reaches the wall, she turns her head and strikes a vogue pose, before striding back to where Cumulus sits. In answer to whistles and claps, Aurora does a cheeky little bow before doing another dizzying spin.

Cumulus licks her lips. “Mm, too bad we gotta be gentle with these. I just want to eat you right up.”

Aurora cocks her head in mischievous thought. “Oh I don’t know. What the costume crew doesn’t know won’t kill them. There's spares in case something tears anyway.” Her eyes glitter in the sight holes of her mask.

“Hm I like your way of thinking.” Cumulus pulls Aurora into her lap, straddling a thigh. She brings a hand down to caress Aurora’s hip only to mock gasp. “I’m not feeling any panties under here, am I?”

Aurora purposely moves Cumulus’ hand to properly cup her.

Cumulus tsks. “Naughty girl. Can’t let you go off on tour without having any manners. I’m going to have to teach you how to behave, aren’t I?”

“Uh huh!” Aurora churrs, all pleased with herself, and begins rocking her hips against Cumulus’ hand.