#aeon smut

[jillsandwhichs]

Aeon - Oneshots/AU's Collection, Chapter 4, Once in a blue moon

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Pairing: Leon Kennedy & Ada Wong

Summary: Leon and Ada end up being at the same event. Them being in the same vicinity, of course, leads to something much more

Status of their relationship in this one shot: Complicated

WC: 3.6k

Type: NSFW

Warnings: Making out, Dirty talk, Leon is a sub whereas Ada is a dom, Oral (Ada receives), Hookup, Semi public sex, P in V, Unprotected sex, Hair pulling & Clit rubbing

A/n: Hi! Hope you all enjoy. Please check out my masterlist, there's a lot of stuff there. You can get to know me, you can see the rules of my blog and then you can see all of my fanfictions. You'll be able to find the previous chapters to this fic and upcoming ones. You'll also be able to find my Wattpad & AO3. Comments, reblogs & likes are appreciated. Thank you

Art Creds: JanetYuezi17

Leon entered the large room with a deep sigh. He doesn't want to be here. What's the point? To earn some good agent points from President Graham? He doesn't care what he thinks of him, he simply works for him. Leon doesn't want to be in a totally crowded place. He can hardly see what's in front of him with all of the people in the way, dancing, eating or conversing with others.

He has to do this though and he knows that.

Convoying further into the elegant estate, Leon was offered a glass of champagne. "Thanks." He gave a nod to the waiter. They even have fancy waters. The stereotypical type with the rag over their arm and the platter of drinks. Leon scoffed and sipped the light tint of yellow drink. It was good, he can't lie. Leon is only here to meet with some other agents and higher ups. Hopefully they're not the talkative types. He just wants to say hi and get out of here.

Leon is wearing a typical suit. He didn't even pick it out, it was decided by Graham (What he'd wear). Leon hates dressing up for formal events such as this. He doesn't want to look like a total fool. Then again, he's so out of place at parties like these, he probably looks silly the moment he walks through the front door. Leon sighed to himself, shooting the rest of the champagne down his gullet and setting the clear glass onto the bar beside where he was standing.

The music is not Leon's forte either. It's very classical; Leon likes metal and rock. He really can't vibe with a song unless it resonates with him and this blues shit, no, it does not make the cut. It's bad. Leon took a seat on the barstool and looked around the area. He scanned it, analyzed it. Yeah, there's a load of people here, none of which Leon knows or has even been aquatinted with. Leon would much rather be at home right now.

Glaring down at his watch, he checked the time. It's almost six, he wants to be gone by seven. Hopefully he is able to meet at least one person before he has to go or he can paint this 'mission' as failed. He stood up and grunted, turning around and looking at his glass. "Not my problem." He whispered beneath his breath. He left the glass there as he began to amble through the crowd, hoping to find someone with a name tag as him.

That is how he'll know if someone is in the same department as him-color coded name tags. It's rather childish but it gets the job done.

Traversing through the crowd, Leon didn't see any name tags that matched his. Everyone smells of strong perfume/cologne and alcohol. He isn't surprised. At this type of events, people take it as free range to get absolutely hammered.

As he continued to travel to the side, he suddenly heard someone call his name. "Leon! Leon, over here!" He turned around and sighed deeply. Patrick. Fucking Patrick. Whatever, it's better than no one. Leon walked over to him and gave him a fake smile. "Hey Pat." "What's up Leon? I didn't even think I'd see you here tonight." "I wish I wasn't here, but it is required." Leon stated to him. Patrick snickered and nodded. "You are funny."

Leon just raised his eyebrow and looked around. "What are you doing?" "Nothing much. I did just dance with a lady, so that was fun. Anywho, wanna meet some guys? This can go down on your record." Leon nodded, "Yeah, please. Bring me to them." Finally, Leon will be able to leave sooner than he thought he would. Patrick smiled and patted Leon on the upper arm. "I knew you'd want to. Follow me."

He began to be led by Patrick to the other side of the room. There were three men standing around a table. They had drinks and a board of food. "So these are the higher ups then?" "Yes, they are. Be cool!" Patrick said in a loud whisper. Leon scoffed. Who is Patrick to tell him how to act? He isn't an idiot. Patrick paused in front of the table, Leon did too. "Gentlemen, this is the Leon S Kennedy."

Leon waved and nodded. "Hello gentlemen." He said in a friendly manner. The men all stood up with a smile. "Good evening, Mr. Kennedy," One of the men spoke up, "I am Mr. Carter Hawkins. This is Mr. Collins Richards and Mr. Pete Fisher." Leon shook all of their hands and nodded. "It's a pleasure to meet you all." It really isn't. Leon hates this all facade. He feels like a prick when doing this stuff because he doesn't actually care.

In the business world, you are for yourself and for yourself only. As for Leon, he's for the people. These men though? They're in it for the money and fame. There's always a dark side to each organization and these men are a part of it. It's sad. Working for the President, Leon didn't realize how shitty it would turn out to be. He supposes that's the price he has to pay. He didn't choose to work willingly under Graham, he was forced. He has to deal.

It's all just superficial. Leon thought that his line of work would be for honesty and truth, but of course it isn't.

As they were talking amongst themselves, Leon couldn't help but feel as if there were a pair of eyes on him. He gandered around the room, but nothing. It made him feel nervous. Who could be here eyeing him down. Leon leaned in closer to Patrick and murmured something to him. "Have you seen anyone that seems suspicious by chance?" "No." Patrick whispered back and looked around. "Why?" "Doesn't matter." Then Leon went back to speaking with Mr. Richards.

Within just a few minutes, Leon decided to turn around and that's when he saw her. It was Ada. He knew something was up. He recognized her immediately. It's only been a few months since he last saw her in Spain. After that, they hadn't spoken at all. Leon even figured he'd never see her again. He was wrong. He also often times has a feeling he'll see her every time he's out on a mission. He can't deny the fact he does look for her on those days.

Ada glanced at Leon and nudged her head before she then entered through a door.

"Gentlemen, excuse me, I have some business to attend." Leon nodded. The men said their goodbyes and Leon made way to said room. Did she even notice him? Was she nudging to someone else? He doesn't care. What in God's name is Ada Wong doing here?

Once Leon got closer to the door, his hands began to shake. He's anxious. Gaining the courage to just open the damn door, he did. When he entered, he saw Ada right before him. Yeah, that's her. He could recognize her anywhere. She's been on his mind ever since the incident in Spain so of course she just had to show up here of all places.

"Leon." Ada said softly. "I didn't think you'd be here." "I'm sure." Leon didn't buy that one bit. She chuckled and walked over to him. "Why are you here, Ada?" "Business, you know I don't work and tell." Those are the exact words she used on him back in Spain. Leon scoffed. "This is where I work, you can't just show up and-" "Leon, stop talking. I'm not here to do anything bad, I am simply here to meet someone." "Who?" "It doesn't matter."

So many thoughts are racing through his head. In a way, it's so upsetting to see her. He doesn't want to deal with any of her antics. At the same time however, he's glad. She's been on his mind. Ada is a part of Leon that he knows he'll never fully be able to let go. Leon loves her, he's never even tried to deny that. He doubts she feels the same all things considered. He's tried to get over her, but he never can.

Ada is sly and sleuth. She's always reminded Leon of a black cat on the prowl. She's seductive too, that's clear. Ever since that dreadful night back in Raccoon City, Ada has had him wrapped around her little finger. She uses him at her own discretion-at least that's what Leon is told. He knows Ada better than that. There's no way she doesn't feel something for him. She has to.

Leon sighed deeply. "Ada, if you're here to cause any mischief, just tell me so I can leave." Ada rolled her eyes and placed her hands onto his chest. "Leon," she hummed, "you don't trust me one bit, do you?" Ada questioned him. Leon breathed in a sharp breath as her finger tips trailed down his body and right above his waistband. What is she up to? "How can I when all you ever do is deceive me?"

She smirked and pulled away from him. "My apologies but you do remember that you're the one who clung to me back in R.C, correct? I tried to leave you be, you kept coming back to me like a lost puppy." She isn't wrong. It's only because Leon wanted answers and felt it was safer to stick beside someone. It's not like he knew who Ada was or what she was doing. Leon stepped back and hit his back on the door. "Just do whatever you plan to do." Was all he said before he went to leave the room.

Before he could, Ada grasped his wrist and shook her head. "Leaving so soon?" "What do you want?" Leon asked in a low voice. He's actually curious at this point. What's her deal? Ada's eyes went really soft as she looked up at him. That's exactly what captures him. That's why he kissed her back in Raccoon City, that's why he saved her back in Spain... It's the way she gets. She's manipulative and Leon's aware of that-but she just weaves him in her web.

"I think you should stay with me for a little bit..." Her hands then went to his belt and he went to back away, but once again hit the door. "Do you not want me to?" Ada instantly let go. Admittedly, she's also missed Leon and she's in desperate need for him. It's not as if she enjoys hurting Leon like this-of course not-but work first, hooking up later. For now though, the roles can be reversed.

Leon suddenly grabbed her face and began kissing her. He felt Ada smile against his lips. His hands went to her waist whereas hers remained on his chest. "I've missed you." Leon admitted. He felt pathetic after saying it. "Oh Leon..." Ada whispered against his lips, kissing him passionately. She missed him too, even if she's not ready to admit it. Their kissing was powerful. It was as if the world was going to end and this was their final goodbye.

Of course, neither of them truly know when the last time they see one another will be.

Pushing her up against a table, Leon chuckled. Ada was between him and the white, sturdy table. They both could tell where this was going. Ada pulled away from the kiss and began to work on taking his belt off. "How much time do you have?" "As long as you need me for." Leon said quietly. He feels pathetic, once again. Ada truly has him pinched between her fingers. Leon doesn't even care at this point. Ada will always be Ada.

Removing his belt, Ada set it on the table before lifting herself onto the table. Leon let out a huff as he watched her do that. She's ready for him, she wants him. This just makes the experience to come a billion times more lovely. Leon pulled his dress pants all the way down along with his boxers. Adas eyes went to his member and she smiled before making eye contact with him. "Come here." She pulled on his blazer. Leon snickered and cupped her cheek firmly, kissing her once again.

Her lips were so soft against his. Leon never wants this moment to end. Kissing Ada only reminds him of when they met. God, she's perfect. Leon can't not give in to her. "Fuck I've wanted this for so long." Leon grunted. Ada tittered and nodded. "Me too." She then lifted her waist up to pull her dress up, revealing her lacy panties. Leon nearly lost his breath. What a sight to see.

"I want to taste you." Leon wasn't lying. He's fantasized about this. Ada is gorgeous, she's beautiful, he wants her badly. "Oh? You do?" Ada bit her lip and started to pull her panties down. She did it so painfully slowly, it made Leon whine out in annoyance. Once they hit her ankles, Leon pulled them off and set them to the side. They were a bit wet and that made him even harder. Now they're both naked from the waist down.

Leon grabbed Ada's legs and set them up on the table. Her knees were bent upwards, her pussy directly in front of him. Her legs being spread was insanely sexy to Leon. He leaned down and wrapped his arms around her thighs. They were pale and soft, Leon couldn't stop caressing them. He started to leave kisses from he knees and down to her very inner thighs. Occasionally he'd get a glimpse of her sopping cunt and all it did was enhance his horniness.

Eventually, Leon moved his lips from her thighs to her folds. He kissed both before finally swiping his tongue through them. His tongue licked up all of her wetness. It was so much. He groaned, the taste was a delicacy. "Mmm yes." Ada moaned, her fingers gripped the end of the table she's resting on. Leon's tongue repeatedly slicked up and down through her folds. She tastes amazing. Leon can't believe this is his first time ever being with her like this and that it happened so suddenly.

Leon couldn't stop. He doesn't want to. His lips and tongue suckled on her nub. Ada's little moans and whimpers made Leon start to precum. He's down for her, down badly. He just wants to fuck her. "You taste so good." Leon whispered to her. Ada sighed softly and grasped onto his dirty blonde hair. Her slim fingers ran through it and tugged on it. "Faster." She didn't have to tell him twice. The speed of his slick tongue picked up.

Ada set her legs up onto his shoulders, enabling him to have a different angle. Leon took this opportunity and immediately gripped onto her thighs as he began to feast upon her like a mad man. Ada's legs started to shake and her insides began to twist. She knew she was close. She could tell. "I'm so close." Ada said softly to Leon. Leon chuckled deeply against her pussy before beginning to continuously swirl his tongue on her clit.

This was her undoing. Just a few more twirls of his tongue and Ada was done for. She shook slightly as she came on his face. Leon breathed in deeply as he licked her once more before pulling away. He is respectful. He's willing to give her some time to recoup herself. Ada panted and started to sit back up. Leon wiped the area near his lips and huffed out a breath.

"That was great." Ada spoke, pulling Leon back close to her. "Let's make this quick." She giggled as she spread her legs again. Leon snickered and nodded. "Where are you going after this?" "To finish business. Why?" Leon sighed deeply. "So that's it? We just have sex and you leave?" "Leon," Ada sat up and started to kiss the area on his upper chest. "Don't be upset with me." Ada then kissed his cheek. "Just fuck me." She whispered, leaning back again.

Leon scoffed. "That's exactly what I'm going to do." Leon sighed, pumping himself a few times. There is precum on his tip-Ada makes him feel ways he knows he could never feel with anyone else. Ada wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer into her. "Don't hold back. Who knows when you'll see me again." She said seductively. Leon grinned and slowly entered her, allowing her to adjust around him. He can admit, he's big.

Her hands were resting on either side of the table and her legs were encased around his midriff. "You're tight." Leon chuckled, kissing her knee before beginning to move. Ada bit her lip and nodded. She's aware. She knows she feels good. Ada is rather confident and knowing of how great she is, in bed and out. "Fuck." Leon grunted, moving back and fourth into her slowly. He was hitting so deep inside of her, he knows he's hitting her sweet spot.

Ada moaned softly and tossed her head back. "Leon..." She whimpered, holding onto his wrist which his hands were on her fit thighs. "Leon." She stated. "Hmm?" "Didn't I say don't hold back?" Ada giggled, tilting her head to gaze at him. "I was just trying to give you time to-" "Don't hold back." She interrupted him. Leon then began to thrust into her at a fast & hard rate. Ada nodded and tossed her head back once again. She isn't surprised that he is able to fuck her senselessly.

"Come here." Leon groaned out breathlessly. He pressed his lips against her roughly. Their making out was erotic and sloppy-but so meaningful. This is the last thing Leon expected out of this evening. Seeing Ada isn't too surprising but making love to her? Leon never expected that. As he pumped himself into her, he could feel how tight she was getting. That meant she was close. It's not surprising-she is still sensitive from what he ate her out.

Ada hooked her arms around his neck. She was clinging onto him like a spider monkey with a tree. Leon brought his hand down to her clit and started to gently rub it. "Yes Leon, god, just like that." Ada huffed out, kissing him again and licking his lower lip. She was begging for entry. Leon opened his mouth again and kissed her lovingly. The way his thumb rubbed over her clit was enough to get her so close to the edge. She knows she'll finish any second.

Leon swiftly raised his other hand behind her back and tugged on her black hair, pulling her neck backwards. Ada giggled as Leon kissed all along her neck and collarbone. He was sure to leave marks. He wants people to know she got fucked. "I'm so close." Ada whispered to him. Her arms were resting on his back now, primarily for support but also just because she needs him close to her. "Cum for me."

With just a few more thrusts into her, Ada was finished. She came around him. Her liquid fluids seeped onto his cock as he fucked her fast and roughly. "Mmm fuck." Leon grunted, continuing to move into her. Ada moaned and held onto him tighter. Her entire area down there felt more sensitive than ever before since she's orgasmed twice in one night plus, Leon isn't stopping.

All Ada had to do was kiss him softly and run her fingers through his hair to get Leon to finish. He pulled out of her and released his semen all over her inner thighs. He panted heavily. That was the greatest sex of his life. He was so happy it was with Ada. Ada smiled and pulled a rag out of her wallet, wiping herself off. "You are a goddess." Leon whispered to her. "Oh?" Ada didn't expect such a compliment.

"You are great at sex." Leon stated, adjusting his pants. Ada nodded and fixed her dress. Leon went to grab her panties to put them back on her but she shook her head. "Keep them." She winked before getting off of the table. "You're really just going to go?" "Hm? Yes. I said that." Ada began to amble towards to door. "You know you'll see me again one way or another, Leon." "Yeah... Hopefully." He looked down, fidgeting with his fingers.

Ada tilted her head and made an "Awe" noise. She traversed to him and pressed a gentle kiss to his jawline. "You fucked me very well... I promise, that won't be the last time..." She kissed him once more and went to the door. Before she left, she turned her head and spoke. "So long, Leon." Ada then left the room. "Bye." He murmured beneath his breath. She's probably off to manipulate someone else for money or something.

Looking down at her panties, Leon chuckled. He can't believe she just gave them to him. He stuffed them into his pocket then fixed his hair. "Fuck me." He grunted before leaving the room. He never saw Ada again for that entire night.

[pink-strawberry-kissess]

thinking about aeon public s*x🫨🫨 they're in a parking lot maybe like in leon's apartment or something his motorbike is parked at the the very deep and dark corner where the cctvs can't see and ada's infront just gripping the handles tightly and leon's at the back just🎺🎺🎺 on her 🫨🫨🫨

HELPSFDJBS FKS (not proof read, i was horny)

leon's consciously alert of cameras. he tries to be aware of them whenever he's staying in any place for an extended period of time.

he's staying in an apartment for a few months, figured it would be a better cover than going to the same hotel for weeks on end and he hates having to go to randomized ones every few nights

the mission is slow, boring, and worst of all - not going anywhere

he's just waiting for some clue to be unveiled, or for him to be pulled out of it already. it's been weeks and at this point he's been following his daily routine of pretending that he's new to the area and has a new job there as well. each day he slips out of his apartment and heads to the parking garage to see his beauty

his new bike that is one of the few things that makes it so the stay has been less shitty

instant noodles and tv dinners aren't bad but at least there's a diner nearby

at some point he noticed the cameras in the parking garage and saw how a fair few of them weren't attached to anything - he was concerned about his bike getting stolen

so he purposely parked his bike near the cameras. at least this way he could get it back or get insurance or something on it if it's stolen

but when he reaches the spot, his face falls at the empty space where his bike used to be.

"you got to be kidding me."

he rushes over and sees how clean the spot is, there's not even any tire marks or anything. not even debris like they smashed it! a high pitched whistle catches his attention and his head whirls towards the noise and begins stalking into the corner of the parkade. he's not happy, he knows that's the corner with no camera.

but he sees his bike, he sighs a bit but then he sees her. she's leaning against it, her arms crossed against her chest and is just otherwise hidden in the dark.

"Ada? What are you doing here?"

"I thought you were looking bored. You wanna get the hell out of here?"

His brows twist, his lips pursed a bit. he does have the time, and he is bored as hell sdjbfskjf. aeon on motorcycle ride! they go ripping around on the highway and then maybe leon suggests the diner for dinner but ada's a little hungry for something else >:)

he gets the hint quickly and takes them back to the apartment. he's about to park in his usual spot but she tells him to go back to the corner - she doesn't wanna wait and there's no cameras there

it's HELLA RISKY. sure.. they could probably stop in time but one kiss leads to another and when ada edges down her (i'm putting her in leather pants lol) and exposes the dark colour of her panties, she just slides it aside and perches herself against his bike.

his belt is loud but he takes his jeans off just enough to give his cock a few pumps before pressing the head against her. he groans loudly, feeling how wet and hot she is and all she does is continue to stare at him with her head resting against her shoulder.

her ass in the air, one of her hands pulls at the zipper of her leather jacket and soon he can see the plump flesh of her breast pressed in the leather

"come on leonn, one of your 'neighbours' might see us"

he only rubs against her a few times, his cock throbbing in his hand before he slams into her. her fingers grip along his bike tightly, gaining purchase there as he gives her a few tentative thrusts before starting a fast pace. they both love the feeling, the stretch, how wet and hot it is, how rushed it is, how they just need to do it before they get caught.

one of his hands leaves her hip and slithers into her jacket so he can fondle at her breasts. she loves how rough he's getting, it's so rare for him to be like this, but it's getting her off faster. it doesn't take long, he keeps hitting that sweet spot and he can barely take it when he feels her CHAHHHHWWWW mm ing

he loses his stamina quickly, feeling her soak him and squeeze him he fills her up fast. his CAUHHHHH flooding her and spilling onto the floor underneath them.

sorry i was horny

bye

[ashiemochi]

🌱 request for Almed💕

[cookies-after-dark]

i bring a sort of "Shmilk and PV share the reader" and then add a, "Shmilk and PV are also sexually repressed and while PV builds up the courage to court the reader he and Shmilk romp in the hay 5 times a day to release their pent up frustrations" vibe to tumblr that nobody really likes

[iloveyanderes]

Got an idea, it’s been plaguing my mind for weeks now. Know genshin cult au? Well take the sagau out of it and add in honkai star rail!

Cult au with the Aeon’s and their darlings. The followers of the different aeons are the cult members. Some cults have one darling while others having multiple. The only thing completely the same being the fact that the Aeons are the one’s choosing the darlings(only being chosen by their followers if they of course physically cannot like Idrila or Akivili)

Right now I'm gonna only do the aeon’s that I’m familiar with and also smut warning but it probably won’t be accurate as I am asexual and never actually had sex before. Also this will technically be non-con as its a cult and very heavy themes of yandere with violence genocide having your loved ones be killed right in front of you,forced worship, gaslighting, manipulation, and a messed up viewpoint of ‘taking care of someone’ so please don’t read if your not comfortable with this.

Minors DNI

First I’d have to start with akivili themselves. It might be a little bit disappointing to you but they would be the least concerning of all the possible cults. The trailblazers quite literally are travelers so they’re darling is not trapped, akivili likely only had one darling who he adventures with and that's the only darling the nameless have. The real only yandere part of this is the fact that the nameless are all overprotective. Akivili had been overprotective but still wouldn’t do anything as they loved the trailblaze, when they mysteriously vanished the darling stayed behind and still helped the nameless do their trailblazing. When the train broke down darling fell into a coma until himeko found the train and repaired it. Now the trailblazers defy the norms and actually set off to free all the darlings eternally trapped in the depths of the aeons clutches.

Now everything after this gets serious.

Let's start with lan the hunt.

Lan has no official main darling, he marks those who he deems either worthy or vulnerable. And the xianzhou alliance hunts them down and brings them to the xianzhou. Instead of normally getting married like normal people the people who can hunt down those marked by the hunt can marry them-even multiple of these darlings if can get multiple of them(lets just say jing yuan and Feixiao have many darlings-collect them like cat) the purpose is to show everyone that your the strongest because you’ve proven yourself the most to the hunt by collecting the most darlings. What you do with the darlings is up to the person who captured them. They say the general jing yuan has gotten many of his darlings pregnant as proof of his victory, feixiao’s darlings are known for not being able to walk after a night with her. All the darlings are usually covered head to toe in all sorts of hickeys and bite marks as proof of the cultists victory. Very rough treatment that the darlings go through.

Not nearly as rough as the darlings of Nanook have to endure though. Nanook believed that the universe is a mistake, everything except for their darlings of course. The less than a handful of darlings that Nanook chose. The followers of Nanook are only allowed to have the darling that Nanook himself picked out. Nanook himself is very cruel to his darlings but he sees it as “showing them the truth” He’ll kill one of his darlings entire family in front of them while having one of his followers eat them out to slowly train them into thinking that annihilating the universe is the best possible thing to do. Other than completely destroying everything that they love he treats the darlings like kings or queens and their followers obviously picking up on this and replicating this.

Now weirdly enough I’m thinking a lot about the Aeon Idrila, I’d imagine before her disappearance or death? Whatever happened to her, she was an aeon who actually took a lover rather than a darling. However, upon her not being there anymore her followers became delusional and thought they had to trap and contain beauty or else it’ll leave them just like idrila did. The knights of beauty are the only cultists in the universe that actually choose their darlings because idrila can’t. On new years eve they track down the most beautiful girl/boy they can find, kidnap them, then forcibly pleasure them until they’ve reached the pinnacle of beauty that they could make and then encase them in resin so they’ll never look any different-with a pleasure toy stuck on one of there most sensitive spots so they still feel pleasure even after being encased eternally. It also would’ve been super cool if Idrila had a main darling who was actually her lover but was kidnapped by the knights of beauty after her disappearance because they were afraid to lose idrilas last living proof of having existed, so after new years all 364 days are spent maintaining and upholding the main darling’s beauty-making them even more beautiful with endless pampering, lotions, and beauty care products. They’re also always overstimulated out of there mind because theres nothing more beautiful than someone constantly about to orgasm-according to the knights of beauty of course.

For the preservation I’d like to imagine that the main darling of Qlipoth is on the run from the IPC because they’ve long abandoned the will of the preservation but still pretend like they didn’t. Of course losing the main darling must’ve been the most humiliating thing possible so the IPC has kept it under wraps in the excuse that the main darling is ‘sick’ while secretly trying to hunt them down. They've come disgustingly close to getting the main darling and once they do the main darling is never going to see the light of day again. On the side note the other darlings are usually kept as pets or sugar babies. Sometimes the pet play gets a little too intense…

I'm going to end on the harmony because God that'd be a nightmare. Darlings of the harmony are chosen by xipe when they've been abused, hurt, or are in disharmony. Claiming that they need ‘help’. These darlings used to get actual help like therapy or a better opportunity to life but ever since the order became more prevelant they're now taken from there homes and kept under the ‘protection’ of the family. The family is there to bring them to ‘harmony’ which includes mind control, chains, and an endless amount of orgasms. One thing that is disappointing is the fact that people never talk about just how horrifying the harmony is, like you could be on the brink of orgasming and the harmony can make any pleasure you feel 10 times more intense and unavoidable, add the order and you can orgasm without ever even being touched. So intense you can't even remember your own name anymore. some ‘unruly’ darlings might even be drugged to the point there high out of there mind and can't even coherently think. The darlings of the harmony may be kept in gilded dreams and paradise but freedom stopped being an option.

One day a young singer named Robin found herself asking; ‘when did the harmony become less like the harmony and more like the order’

And that's all I have for now, may or may not be continued as this took me a very long time to make but anyone reading feel free to make a fanfic as I really like this idea.

Have a good day/night/evening/afternoon/morning!

[banshee-ghoul]

Thinking about new to the band, Phantom having a sit down with Copia and Aether to discuss how they are progressing in their studies and practice. Aether is sitting beside Phantom, telling Copia just how good the newer quint is, how he's such a quick learner, a great listener, and a good boy. Now, Aether hadn't meant to let that slip; truly, he was just so used to praising his partners that he kind of... went off on a rant. He definitely didn't intentionally mean to pat Phantom on the thigh as he said it either but-- the noise that the ghoul let out was truly something. The pure need that Aether could feel radiating off of Phantom felt like a rush. Phantom tried to stifle the noise as soon as it was let out, but Aether still heard it, and now he wanted more. He kept his large hand on their thigh and looked to Copia. There was a glint in his eye that Aether knew all too well; the Papa was excited to find he had a new toy to play with.

uhhhhhh something something they both keep praising him and watch him squirm in his seat while he gets dumber and dumber from the praise

...yea

[ardensregias]

nsfw, yaoshi x fem!reader, multiple limbs, slight nipple play, orgasm denial turned overstimulation, cum eating

the first time you met them was a moment of utter amazement. how could you not immediately become yaoshi's number one fan after seeing their majestic antlers, resembling a pair of growing branches? the way they sat elegantly atop a large branch with a smiling face? if you didn't know better, you would've mistaken them as the aeon of beauty.

they are also the kindest and most selfless creature you've ever encountered, willing to hold you up just so that you can get a better view at their antlers—even letting you run your hands over the smooth surface, no matter how silly your request sounds.

one day, you ask them: "do aeons reproduce?"

yaoshi's ever-present smile curls up a bit higher, amused by such a strange question, "well, my dear, it is difficult to find a suitable mate with our condition—for example: having to keep watch over humanity and the possibility of putting our lover in harm's way are few of the things that hinder us from doing so."

you tilt your head, humming in understanding, "so that means you can reproduce? just having difficulty doing so?"

still being mysterious, the plagues author scoops you up using one of their hands, "if you really want to know... the answer is no, not with such a fragile thing like yourself," you sigh in disappointment, and the aeon smiles at how adorable you are, adding: "but if you want to feel how an aeon please their lover, i certainly can do that for my little flower" they chuckle softly, the melodious sound filling the domain they had created for you.

and that's how you end up here, laying on the ground with your legs spread open and yaoshi's fingers sliding in and out of your warm hole. just like their gentle nature, their pace is also slow and steady, making you desperate and whine in desperation.

"please, yaoshi—ngh..." the aeon places their other hand on top of your mouth, pushing their fingers inside for you to suck on, while shaking their head, "not yet, my dear. can you hold it in for me?"

you mewl in disappointment, hips grinding down on their hand only to be held down in place by yaoshi's other two hands. they don't even need to use ropes or cuffs—one of the perks about having multiple limbs.

"you are so small... i am afraid i might break this tiny and beautiful body of yours." yaoshi murmurs, licking their lips at the sight of your slick and swollen cunt, so ready and eager for them.

however, they notice how your breasts and neck barely get any attention and lean their head down to pepper your body with kisses. their teeth are surprisingly sharp, instantly marking your skin with reddish marks and rings of teeth.

the aeon of abundance grins in satisfaction at the masterpiece they just create, before going back up to kiss your face, not a single inch of flesh is left unkissed. yaoshi is just so in love with you, a sweet darling eager to learn more about them.

"your voice is like a melody from the most beautiful song in the entire galaxy, rivaling the choirs of the sanctus medicus." they muse, picking up the pace of their digits. yaoshi had make sure to clip their nails before inserting them into you, for as much as they love hearing you cry their name in pleasure, the aeon can't risk injuring you.

truthfully, they are just as aroused as you. how could they not be, when you're writhing beneath their arms, whining their name and moaning at the way the aeon's fingers are skillfully massaging your insides—yet they know better than to penetrate you with the risk of turning you into a mindless vessel, just like the mara-struck citizens of the xianzhou.

yaoshi still has three other hands, and he decide to use them to massage your boobs, pinching and twisting on the nipples. you're so sensitive and vulnerable now, unable to resist the god's touch.

when your walls begin to throb around their fingers, yaoshi kisses you on the lips and nod, giving you their permission, no, command to cum—and who are you to defy the wish of an aeon?

"yaoshi, i can't—" you squeal, releasing your sweet and sticky juices around their slender and long digits. the aeon smiles softly, taking in the sight of your slick covering their fingers and drips down to the grass.

they place their fingers in their mouth, humming in delight at the rich and sweet taste. if yaoshi had to describe the taste, he'd say you taste like the sweetest flower not even they can produce.

"i think i may have to keep you here with me, sweetheart. i would hate to share your unforgettable taste to anyone else."

[elkbonez]

LEON S. KENNEDY

[coffeeghoulie]

16 with phantom + whoever you’d like 👀

thought about Aeon's first time with Aether and got dizzy, so I wrote this. Hope you enjoy!

16) accidental i love you’s during sex 

Rain had laughed when Aeon had confessed to him about wanting to fuck Aether. It hadn’t been cruel, per say. But something had glinted in the depths of Rain’s inky eyes, and he’d wrapped long fingers around their shoulder.

“Oh, little star,” Rain’d said, delighted and wistful all the same. “Aether’s a challenge. He’s, ah. How do I put this. It’s a bitchbreaker.”

Rain had laughed again when Aeon’s eyes went wide like silver dollars. “It’s just a warning, stardust. You told me yourself you weren’t that experienced. Don’t come crying to me when you can’t walk afterwards.”

This warning, of course, did nothing to stop Aeon from accepting Aether’s invitation into his bed. It’s a bit of a blur before Aeon finds themself on their back, lithe legs hooked around Aether’s waist, his body pinning them to the mattress.

“Easy, pup,” he coos, brushing dark hair from Aeon’s forehead. “I’ve got you.”

He’d worked them open painfully slowly, one, two, three, four fingers stretching the walls of their cunt until the slick pooled in Aether’s palm. He hadn’t let them cum, had leaned in to whisper about how badly he wanted to feel them squeeze around him. And that had made Aeon so dizzy there was nothing they could do but nod desperately.

Aether pushes in painfully slowly, and despite nearly getting his whole hand inside them in prep, the stretch still makes Aeon gasp, clinging to Aether’s arms.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” Aether groans, a furrow in his brow as he pushes steadily deeper. “If- If you need a moment, just gimme a tap, I know I’m a lot.”

Aeon nods, struggling to keep their eyes focused. Their thoughts are thick and slow like honey, and Aether’s hardly halfway inside. “’m- ‘m good, keep goin’,” they gasp, chest heaving.

“Good boy,” Aether whispers, a boyish smile curling his lips before he’s ducking down to kiss them. The angle changes as he moves, and oh Lucifer, he’s rubbing against something in their cunt that makes all thought impossible, vision whiting out.

The last thing Aeon is able to think coherently is Rain was right. It’s a bitchbreaker, and I’m the bitch.

Aether bottoms out, petting Aeon’s flank as he gives them time to relax around it. “Gonna start moving, pup, you feel divine, sweetheart.”

Aeon keens at the praise, hitching their legs higher around his waist as Aether practically folds them in half. The pace is glacial, but that just means Aeon can feel every inch as Aether carves out a place for himself inside their cunt.

“Oh, fuck,” they moan, their tail curling around Aether’s thigh in an attempt to keep him close.

He just grins, putting a little more force behind the next thrust to make them squeal. “Yeah, good boy? That feel good? You feel full?”

All Aeon can do is nod, baring their throat to him as his cock makes them submit faster than any of the other ghouls have ever made them. Their muscles flutter around him, struggling to accept the intrusion no matter how much Aeon wants it.

“Good boy,” Aether coos, starting to move properly. Aeon swears they can feel him in their fucking throat. They know they’re going to cum embarrassingly fast. But Aether did say he wanted to feel it.

“You’re- you’re in my fucking guts,” Aeon gasps, struggling to keep their eyes open.

Aether nods. “I know, baby. Just hold on and enjoy it.”

A big hand sneaks between them, Aether’s thumb finding the place their bodies meet and playing with their dick. Aeon’s eyes go wide, fingers digging into the meat of Aether’s shoulders. “Oh fuck, Aether, fuck, shit, please, Aeth, I love you-” they gasp.

The world goes white as their orgasm hits them with no notice. Their back arches, clenching down painfully hard around Aether with a cry.

Aeon loses time, then, floating as Aether works them through it. He’s talking, can hear it, but can’t process a single thing.

When they come back to their body, Aeon’s still underneath Aether, cock still buried inside of them. His weight on top of them is a comfort, and Aeon takes a deep breath, shuddering with sensitivity.

Aether’s pressing little kisses across their cheeks and nose, chuffing happily. “Welcome back, stardust,” he whispers, smiling fondly down at them. “You alright?”

Despite the ache starting to settle in their stomach and the backs of their thighs, Aeon nods. “Lucifer fucking below,” they laugh incredulously. “You're perfect. I’m perfect, all green. Lucifer.”

Aether chuffs, reaching up to push a few loose strands back into his mohawk. “You sure are perfect. And I love you too.”

Aeon goes tense, eyes wide. “T-too?” they whisper. “Oh fuck, did I say-?”

He cuts them off with another soft kiss. “You did, sweetheart. It’s alright.”

“Didn’t want to say it like this,” they whine, offering him their throat. “Think your dick made me stupid.”

“It’s okay,” he laughs, petting Aeon’s flank. “It might make you feel better to know that Dew said it for the first time just. Like. This,” he whispers, punctuating each word with a little roll of his hips. “Just don’t tell him I told you, he'll have my head.”

“Don’t stop and I won’t,” they tease hesitantly, watching for Aether’s reaction. He just grins, gold tooth flashing.

“Oh, sweetheart, I’m not going to stop until I’m satisfied or you tap out. Your cunt is divine, and I’m going to indulge.”

Aeon moans, eyes wild, and nods. And Aether keeps his word.

[ashthewaterghoul]

Mushy May Day 15: First Time - Swiss/Phantom

Prompt list by @forlorn-crows can be found here All my Mushy May will be slightly shorter stories and can also be found on ao3 :) So sorry for being so late to post, I've been running around all day. Enjoy the SwissTom smut because this prompt just gave me an excuse to write it lol Words - 1.2k

Terms used for Phantom's anatomy - Cunt, tdick, folds, tits, clit

    “Bug, you- fuck… don’t need to do this.” Swiss breathed out through moans.

    “Want to… Want you.” Phantom panted back as their hips rolled against Swiss’ tented jeans once more.

    When Ghouls are summoned, their bodies are practically entirely reconstructed. Their first times Topside are like losing their virginity all over again. But for Phantom who had never been with someone in the Pits either, it was losing their virginity. No one or any situation ever felt right or safe enough for them. After shamefully admitting that fact to the pack – and all of them assuring Phantom there was not a single thing to be ashamed of – they became content with make-out sessions and some wandering touches but nothing that went too far.

    But with Swiss? They wanted to go so far that they found the edge of the universe.

    This make-out session started like any other until Phantom straddled Swiss’ thighs a little higher than usual. And when Swiss started chubbing up in his pants, Phantom didn’t scurry away with embarrassment, but started grinding down as they moaned into the kiss that was steadily growing filthier by the moment.

    “Please…” Phantom whimpered between kisses, “Need you in me. Want you buried inside me.”

    Swiss groaned as his cock kicked even more and his grip on their thighs tightened.

    “You sure?” He asked, his golden eyes already darkened with lust.

    They nodded and squeezed their thighs around Swiss’ hips, “I want it to be you. Want you to be the first.”

    And that was all Swiss needed to hear before flipping them over onto their back, their mouths clashing in a mess of tongue and fang that could hardly be called a kiss. Phantom yelped a little in surprise but didn’t complain too much as they felt Swiss’ hot body against them. That feeling only intensifying as Swiss hooked one of their thighs around his hip and squeezed at their ass.

    Phantom could feel the wet patch soaked into their boxers already and fumbled to get Swiss’ clothes off, throwing them to a heap beside the nest. Swiss returned the favour, making sure to kiss along every part of patchy skin as it was uncovered.

    Soft moans fell from the Quint’s lips as Swiss kissed over their skinny thighs and crawled back up their body. A louder moan came when they felt the Multi’s hot cock against their core, dribbling pre into their bush.

    “Fuck… ‘s big…” They said as they stared down between their bodies, almost drooling.

    “Um, yeah…” Swiss chuckled almost nervously, “We don’t have to… put it in though. We can keep everything external if you want.”

    Phantom bit their lip as they tentatively reached a hand to wrap around his impressive prick.

    Swiss couldn’t hold back his own moan as he rolled his hips into the channel their hand created, his head dropping down to their chest and the small mounds of tissue there.

    After a few minutes of consideration and a fumbling hand-job, they nodded. “I want it in.” They whispered, looking up at Swiss with eyes full of love and lust and trust.

    Swiss nodded and groaned as Phantom’s legs opened of their own accord, exposing their glistening cunt and their cute little tdick poking out from their folds.

    “Fuck, you’re so beautiful.” He said as he dragged his tip up and down their folds, his pre mixing with their slick and making them both moan.

    “Put it in, please. Fuck, I need you inside me.” They whined and put a hand on Swiss’ ass to try and coax him forwards into them.

    Swiss lined himself up and used his thumb to pop his fat tip inside, thighs almost trembling as he resisted the urge to hilt himself in one thrust to the sweet, tight heat.

    Phantom’s back arched at the new sensation, their hands coming up to knead at their tits in comfort.

    “Fuck!” They moaned, voice cracked and high-pitched.

    One hand went to stroke their clit as Swiss slowly pushed his length in, feeling their inner walls burn with the stretch.

    “Shit, shit, shit, wait… Stop for a minute.” They whined as Swiss got to about the half-way mark and the pressure inside them felt as if it was becoming too much.

    Swiss’ hips instantly stopped and he stayed like that for a few minutes, guiding Phantom through deep breaths and keep touching their clit to help.

    “We can stop if you-“

    “Don’t you dare stop.” They moaned and nodded, “I’m good, keep going.”

    Swiss went even slower after that until their hips were flush against each other, and again the Multi paused to let them get used to the feeling.

   “Move… Please move. Fuck me.” Phantom whined as they pawed at Swiss’ hips.

    The Multi started a slow and gentle pace, only using a few inches of his member as he made sure Phantom was comfortable. He followed their lead at every turn of what felt good and when they needed a break, and he only sped up when they asked. He knew Phantom had taken a while to get to this point and he was not about to ruin it. He had to make sure they knew how much he worshipped them.

    Soon enough all discomfort was gone, and Phantom was moaning like a bitch in heat every time Swiss’ whole length buried inside of them. As they found pleasure in the pace Swiss had set, one hand snaked back down to their tdick to stroke it, crying out as the pleasure only increased and they almost felt like they could cum just then.

    There was one thing they knew they needed before that happened though.

    “Knot me. Please, knot me deep!” They called out, feeling as Swiss’ thrusts were impeded by the swell at his base.

    Swiss would have wanted to talk a little more about that first but as he sensed no hesitancy in them, and all his braincells were currently in his dick anyway, he nodded and started working to grind himself inside on every thrust.

    It almost felt like an eternity until he locked himself into Phantom and spilled hard and deep into the little bug, his balls contracting almost painfully.

    “Nnghh! Fuck, Bug!” He moaned down their ear as his high took him.

    Phantom’s mouth dropped into a silent scream as Swiss’ knot popped in, feeling themself get stretched wide open and inner walls clamping down like a vice in what was absolutely the most powerful orgasm of their life. Touching themself could never have compared to this.

    They stopped breathing for a moment as their entire body trembled with their orgasm, and came back down to Swiss’ face buried into their neck.

    “Fuck, you did so good. You okay?” The Multi asked as he nuzzled his lover affectionately.

    They nodded and panted, “So fucking good… Mmhh…”

    Swiss kept holding and praising them the whole time they came down and as they waited for his knot to deflate. And even after he gave them the spa treatment for some aftercare.

    When Phantom’s heart chose Swiss to be their first, they absolutely knew there was no one they would have rather have shared that time with.

[jillsandwhichs]

Aeon - Oneshots/AU's Collection, Chapter 2, Promise me

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Pairing: Leon S Kennedy & Ada Wong

Summary: Ada gets injured during her mission and Leon is there to help her

Status of their relationship in this oneshot: Complicated

WC: 3.5k

Type: SFW

A/n: Hi! Hope you all enjoy. Please check out my masterlist, there's a lot of stuff there. You can get to know me, you can see the rules of my blog and then you can see all of my fanfictions. You'll be able to find the previous chapters to this fic and upcoming ones. You'll also be able to find my Wattpad & AO3. Comments, reblogs & likes are appreciated. Thank you!

Art Creds: Sardine

The place was desolate. It was silent.

Leon can't believe he was assigned to this bullshit mission. Graham hates him, he swears. But, it has to be done. He wasn't assigned a partner for this mission, he is all alone, treading through the empty and darkend streets of a small abandoned town. It hasn't been an easy one, he's a little roughened up from all the climbing and falling but hey, it's what you're given with this type of job.

It's lonely though, not a soul around. It's been that way since he was dropped off here by a chauffeur.

The sole reason Leon is even on this mission is because Graham is having him investigate this place. It's still unknown but there have been bizarre murder cases near this area, ones that not your average person can intake; That's why Leon was sent out and not anyone else. It's fine though, he'll get the job done.

Not only have their been horrific cases such a murder, but this place is wiped out. Leon hasn't seen anybody or any signs of life-that's what worries him. Not even a peep. The most he's seen is some rodents but that's too common to seem abnormal. In a way, he hopes to catch a glimpse of something, anything. He doesn't want to have come out here for nothing. Everything happens for a reason, right?

All around him, houses surround Leon. He's already looked through a few of them, there are only two left. Both look a tad bit more rugged than the rest but oh well. All Leon is looking to get out of this mission is something of an importance-a clue or some person of suspect possibly. It all depends on how this mission plays out. So far, it's a complete bummer.

The porch steps creaked beneath Leon. They were wood and so clearly they were rotting. They appeared to be wet as well, it must've rained here the night before. This is the only house with a set of stairs leading up to it-it is also the biggest house. The door was just about closed-only a crack being visible. Leon isn't going to lie to himself, he's somewhat nervous. You never know what's awaiting you ahead. Every step, he must take precautions.

Before pushing the door open carefully, Leon grabbed out his pistol and flashlight, holding onto both with a firm grip. He wanted to be as safe as he could be.

The door hinges were loud as Leon slid the door open, making Leon's eyes squint slightly. He had to be on guard. You never know what can happen. The cabin was dark, extremely dark. Of course there's no power here, how could there be? There was also evident dust everywhere, this place has been empty for a while. Just through the beam of his flashlight, dust was flying and flowing all around, causing Leon to have to clear his throat countless times.

In the main room, there was a rusty old table in the middle of the room. It had what appears to be old canned food on it along with tainted silverware. This entire place looks ancient, like it hasn't been accompanied in decades.

It also had an odd smell to it. The entire place smelt like wood and copper, it was awful. Leon stepped towards another door, opening it and immediately pointing his gun in front of him-nothing. It was both a disappointment and a relief that nothing was in this shit hole either. "Just my luck." Leon grumbled to himself, kicking some random box out of his way so he could explore further.

This room was clearly a bedroom. There was a mattress on the floor and it was extremely stained. It's a probability that squatters stayed here at some point. Not only was there a bed but also a dresser. On top of it was an old looking music box. Leon would open it to see if it works or if there's anything inside but he doesn't want to even touch it, no risks shall be taken.

Other than that though, the room was empty.

It seems as though whoever resided here many years ago up and left without a trace of items of importance.

When Leon first walked into this home, he remembered there was another room on the other side, maybe there's something in there? Exiting the bedroom, Leon ambled towards the other door. This door seemed off-evil. There was something not right about it. The door was terribly unmatched to any other he's entered through and there was a door handle on it which none of the others had. "Hmm." Leon hummed, wiping his hands before wrapping his hand around the knob; It was locked.

"What the fuck." Leon mumbled, shaking the knob harder now. Yeah, it was sealed shut.

Stepping back slightly, Leon aimed his pistol at the door handle at an angle where it wouldn't ricochete and hit him or something vital. All he wants is to bust this damn door open.

He pulled the trigger and the gunshot was loud, very loud. Leon's ears rung momentarily-he never shoots like that, in such an enclosed space all alone. But, his attempts were successful this time, the lock was off and he'd be able to enter the room. Although, the scent emitting from behind the door was rancid. It smelt absolutely awful. He couldn't imagine what was even back there.

With precaution, Leon slowly pushed the rusted door open. It's hinges were loud, making Leon wince-he doesn't want to attract any people or even animals to the noise-even possible B.O.W.S.

Entering the room, it was pitch black. There weren't windows in the room at all. That awful smell was just getting closer. It was so bad to the point Leon was begining to feel sick. "Fuck sakes..." Leon coughed, trying his best to take slow, quick breaths so he doesn't have to inhale often. He held his breath even, that's how disgusting the scent was.

He aimed his flashlight towards the ground and was appalled by the sight. To begin, there was blood and dead animals-rodents of sorts such as rats and raccoons. "Poor bastards." Leon sighed deeply. Despite there being some dead animals in the room, that couldn't be the only source of the smell. It was vile. Leon turned his flashlight directly in front of him and was sickened by the sight just feet from him.

It was a dead body, hardly decomposed-fresh. It appeared to be a middle aged woman, it's possible she's the owner of this home. "God..." Leon mumbled, taking notes of any visible wounds-there weren't many, oddly enough. There was a deep cut near her shoulder and some spots on her lower waist. The cause of death is unsure to him. He'll have to report this to Hunnigan ASAP.

Taking his eyes off of the traumatic sight, Leon attempted to get ahold of Hunnigan but despite his efforts, he failed. The connection is too weak out here, they need better systems & tech.

All he could do was reach somewhere with decent reception.

Heading out of the cabin, Leon heard a loud crashing noise from outside. He stopped in his tracks, immediately pulling out his pistol and getting ready for whatever it was that plans to come at him. This place was so desolate not even a minute ago, why is it suddenly revealing it's dark side? Leon figured this would've just been another flunked mission-guess he was wrong.

Rushing outside, Leon didn't see anything. The only noises he was hearing now were crows and the uneasy wind. The wind did seem to have picked up, Leon's hair flowing in it along with his brown jacket. This place suddenly got much scarier. It feels as though there's more to it's dark side. Leon will have to uncover it.

He began to walk off of the porch and through the dark, eerie area-a spooky trail. The entire walk was terrifying. Leon was on his toes. He felt as though every step and every twist/turn only brought him closer to an inevitable doom; He somehow managed to ignore it though and treaded through. His pistol was high & ready, his flashlight too. He just wants to make sure that everything here is done and handled with.

When he gets back to Graham, the first thing he'll tell him about is that nasty room, the body in it... It was grostesc...

Continuing his walk, Leon heard yet again another loud noise. This time, it was much closer, as if it was right above him. His eyes shot up as he saw a slim figure crash onto the ground. The fall wasn't terribly high and whoever it was is bound to be a little bruised and beat up, but okay. Leon is just stunned. There's no way that was an animal, it had the body of a human-a woman based on their figure. Why would someone just fall like that? Confusion filled his thoughts.

There was no time to waste though, he had to make sure whoever it was is okay-it is his duty.

Leon bolted towards his estimated spot where the person, or possibly even B.O.W may have fallen-you just never know. At this point, his fear level lowered and his adrenaline was breaking the scale; He wants to get away and out of this hell hole.

Beneath him, leaves crinkled and branches snapped. The noises echoed throughout the hollow, uneasy forest and Leon knew he was making a lot of noise; All he can do is pray that he doesn't attract anything, or anyone. To him, in this very moment, all that matters is whether or not the person is okay and if whether or not they even are a being. Leon could just be seeing things-this time, he doesn't believe that he is though.

Eventually, he reached what seemed to be the end of the trail as now there were more run-downed cabins and homes surrounding a main area. Leon was filled with all sorts of emotions. There's simply no way that these people just up & left their village like this, there has to be a deeper & more darker reasoning as to why. All he can presume is some sort of massacre occured here, a massive one.

One thing Leon was right about though is that yes, it was infact a person. Another thing he's sure he's correct about is that it's a female-it has to be.

Slowly, he approached them. He made sure to be sleuth so he wouldn't alarm them. He isn't a danger to anyone, he's a helper. Leon is a very caring person and all he wants is to make sure those around him are safe and taken care of. His footsteps were light and his voice was gentle as he spoke, making sure he wouldn't frighten them.

"Uhm, hello? Are you alright?" Leon said softly, crouching down to be at their level. There wasn't a response. As Leon got closer, he realized he was once again correct-it's a woman. The girl had jet black hair, light makeup on and a skinny body. She smelt really nice too-vanilla was the scent that immediately came to mind. What would some woman be doing out here in these conditions? It's rather concerning...

"Miss, please respond. Are you okay?" The only response Leon got was some whimpers & grunts, no words.

Putting his fingers up to her neck, Leon checked her pulse which was perfectly normal. He decided to budge her slightly, maybe that'll do the trick.

Carefully, Leon nudged her waist, hoping it would bring her back to consciousness and well, he was right. Right after shaking her slightly, he awakened. Backing away, Leon remained crouched as he watched the woman catch her head as she realized what was happening. She lifted her head up and Leon nearly choked-Ada...? He couldn't tell beforehand, the woman's face was covered back her short, black bob. It couldn't be... Leon hasn't seen her in years...

"Ada...?" Leon mumbled. Shock filled his body. He felt as though he couldn't move and time was frozen. He analyzed her face thoroughly, it's definitely her. He could never forget her face, no matter how hard he tried. She's always been that same woman locked away in his memories.

Ada leisurely turnt her head and faced Leon. Her eyes were dark and demeaning, as if there was something deeper going on in that head of hers. She didn't say anything. "Ada, don't you recognize me?" Leon hummed. His body was a lot less tense now, his once pronounced fear turned into concern and confusion. Ada scoffed-that was the first real noise he heard from her. "Do I recognize you? Leon, your face is a bit hard to forget."

There's the Ada he knows.

A sign of relief overcame Leon. He fully let his guard down, it was so very difficult to not do that around her. Despite the countless lies & betrayals, something about her has always made him feel extraordinarly safe and calm. She grunted as she attempted to stand up. Immediately, Leon set his hands on her wound-she had some sort of gash on her lower stomach, he hadn't even noticed until now. "Woah, do not move, let me patch you up." Ada rolled her eyes at his words, "Leon, I must go." "For once, let me save you." That tugged at Ada's heart but she didn't let it show.

She was stubborn.

"I have things to do, it's only a minor wound." "Minor wound? It's an opened gash that could easily be infected, especially somewhere like this. Ada, it'll take minutes, just hang tight." It was as if subliminally, Leon was sending currents from his brain to hers considering she suddenly became less on the edge and more comfortable. "Find. Be quick." Ada looked around the circled in area, checking for any nearby dangers-they were good though.

Still, Leon was confused. What is she even doing out here? Knowing her, she'll give him little to no information. She's always been the secretive type. "Why are you even out here?" Leon decided to give it a shot. "Work." "Work, hm? It's always work... Working for Wesker again? Or just some new, random and dangerous organization?" "You're pushing it, Leon." Ada snapped back. Leon huffed out as he pulled out some bandages and disinfectant. Above all else, he wants her to be taken care of.

Ada's quiet whimpers of slight pain hurt Leon. As much as they are different, he cares for her, he always has. She's a part of him that he'll never manage to let go. Ever since that dreadful September night, she's never left his mind. Any mission he sets off on, deep down, he hopes he'll see her; Somehow he manages to sometimes, like the time in Spain. It's been a few years since then and everyday, she's been delved into his thoughts.

"I know it's uncomfortable, bare with me here." Leon whispered. His face was close to hers considering he had to have a good angle of her wound. Leon didn't notice it but the entire time, Ada was admiring him. Ada wishes she could obtain such a caring side. Leon's always been so selfless and outgoing, two traits Ada has been trying to achieve since she started this damned line of work. Seeing Leon act out on them has always made her feel all warm inside-this damn man and what he does to her...

"What happened? You fell, I saw." "My hook didn't latch into the tree correctly, I fell." "Does anywhere else hurt?" "No. I'm fine." Ada spoke, her tone somber but she seemed fine enough through Leon's eyes-she is such a strong woman.

Rubbing the disinfectant in, Leon rubbed her upper leg softly whilst doing so, it was a way to ease the pain. Ada didn't object, infact, she allowed it. The disinfectant stung but it was very necessary. "It only stings a bit, then I'll put this patch on and you'll be fine." "Okay." Ada heaved, her dirty hands wiping onto her attire. She looks gorgeous, per usual, even whilst being a bit beat up looking. She's always wearing red, it suits her best. Leon was enamored by her pleasant appearance.

Once the stinging wore off, Leon ripped open the patch and made sure to rub some ointment into it-it'll help heal and keep it from worsening. Ada gazed at Leon and right as she did, he did as well. Their eyes met in a long, loving gaze. Though never admitting it, their care and liking for one another has always been rather evident, even if they don't want to admit to it.

Placing the patch on her lower midriff, Leon was about to press it on but Ada insisted she do it, knocking his hands away. "Don't bother with it." She then pressed it on, making sure the entire patch was sealed onto her. Leon sighed deeply, still kneeling down beside where she was sitting. "Are you going to be okay?" "I will be fine." "Let's stick together, I can help you out, I won't get in the way of what it is you need to do." Leon persisted. This was just a way of wanting to be around her.

"You know better than that Leon."

She was right, he does.

A man can hope though.

"I have unfinished work to resolve and I assume you do too." Ada stated as Leon helped her up. She brushed all the dirt and dust from her dress, wanting it to look pristine. "Do you know what's gone down here? I saw a dead woman in a small, claustrophobic room back in one of the cabins." "No, I do not. I'm here to simply retrieve something and I'll be on my way." Leon scoffed and made a dirty face before saying, "That's all you ever do." "Excuse me?" "Nothing." Leon doesn't even want to deal with it.

"I didn't come here to be belittled by you Leon." "Belittle?" "Yes, belittle. Not all of us can work a line of honesty like you do, respect that I am trying." "Oh I respect you Ada, not what you do though." "What I do? I do what I need to for survival. Not all of us can be loaded and well off like you." Ada was frustrated. How can this man make her mad and in love? It's nonsense.

"I don't belittle you nor do I judge you. I just care about you." "Care?" "Yes. I care for you. I want you to work for something worth working for. You don't deserve to be working in the slums." "Is that all I am to you? Just a woman who works in the dumps?" "You are so much more than that and you know it." Of course their first real conversation when they reunite is an angsty spat. Leon can't help himself, it angers him-the path she's on.

Leon just sighed and rubbed his temples. He felt bad, he knows he's in the wrong. Ada just deserves so much more than this.

"Ada, what are you even going to do? Grab whatever it is you need and gallop off into the sunset as always?" "I'll do what I need to do." "I'm tired of the vagueness, dammit!" Leon shouted, causing birds to fly off and an echo to occur. "Are you trying to cause a scene? Keep it down." Ada spoke sternly. Leon listened.

"I need to go." Ada checked her watch and looked around. "Go? Where? You surely aren't staying here." "I'm going to be extracted to check somewhere else." "Still remaining secretive hm? Got it." Leon blew out deeply, running his fingers through his hair. Ada simply stared at him, not saying a word. Leon looked back at her, his eyes softening, how could they not? "I know you just want what's best for me." "I do." Leon murmured.

Ada stepped closer to him, "Ill be safe, for you, I promise." Her monotone yet serious tone brought a wave of comfort over Leon. For him? She's generous for that one. "Promise me?" "I promise."

She pecked his cheek lightly and stepped away, still gazing at him. Leon was a tad bit stunned by the sudden act of affection but if was such an Ada thing to do, he wasn't even surprised.

*See you around, Leon, I always do." Ada gave him a very modest smile, it was barely noticeable though. Leon can't quite recall if he's ever even seen her smile, even once. He was speechless, no words could form what he wants to truly say.

Before he could even mutter a sentence out, she used her grappling hook to dart off into the oblivion ahead. Something inside of Leon told him to go after her but his brain declined the notion; It wouldn't be safe at all.

"Jesus..." Leon groaned, pulling out his device, getting ready to get ahold of Hunnigan for a send out team.

Maybe Ada is right-maybe they'll run into one another again soon...

[pink-strawberry-kissess]

dessert before dinner (leon x ada) ♡💋

[originally posted on: 2023-11-11]

(i just realized I never made a lil moodboard for it and felt like doing it skbfsk)

“You don’t usually eat at places like this all the time do you?” She shakes her head lightly, “only on dates.” He feels his eye suddenly twitch despite their unconventional relationship. If he could even call it that.  “So is this a date?” Ada shakes her head again, “this can be whatever you want it to be.”

guide ♡ - fluff / 💋 - you'know / ☁ - angst

[my ao3] [my masterlist] [my artwork and moodboards]

photo creds: [top right] @katshinigami [middle image]

if someone can pLEASE tell me where the seventh one is from? ;_; i found it ages ago and I can't remember where it's from. it was a render on deviantart but i can't find it anymore

[rainxdewsupremacy]

NOT complaining but like- BRO I ALWAYS SEE NEW SUMMONED FIRST TIME PHANTOM FICS- I WANT TO SEE DIFFERENT GHOUL FICS OF THEIR FIRST TIMES

LIKE- GIMME MOUNTAIN’s FORST TIME OR DEW’s EVEN IFRITA IDC JUST NEW STUFF PLEASE!!!

[ashiemochi]

🌱 request for GlitchNeko💕

[banshee-ghoul]

Perpetua having to ‘prove he can provide’ to all the ghouls by giving them each an orgasm.

While Copia watches on, telling him tips and asking the ghouls to give him feedback.

It’s also a training exercise of the ghouls to use the correct titles for Copia and Perpetua, the scene stopping if they don’t refer to Copia as Frater or Perpetua as Papa.

“Phantom likes it when you choke them a little, don’t you Phantom?” Copia tone turns sickly sweet when he asks the question, Phantom shivers as they feel lithe and unfamiliar fingers gentle cradle their throat, straining into the loose hold, “Yes Frater, please Papa” they gasp as the fingers tighten and their head starts to feel light.

Idk is this anything?

[sink-me-in-your-ocean]

Equilibrium

Phantom Ghoul x fem!Reader Smut

Summary: (Kinda) Part of a "Choose your own adventure" series in progress, but it works well enough on its own so I thought I would post it now.

WC: 3620

A/N: This one has bewitched me, (feral) body and soul. Fellow Phantom simps, this one is for you, but mostly me.

Content warnings: no plot - only spice, fingering, P in V sex. 18+ only. Minors DNI.

NSFW below the cut.

Your hard fist hit the door three times. Impatience was one of your most prominent traits and you’d be damned if you didn’t hate waiting on somebody else. Especially when that somebody else was the one who had plagued your thoughts for weeks. And at night his name was the one uttered from your lips from your own self-pleasure.

You grabbed the door handle and twisted, discovering much to your chagrin that was unlocked and you had been standing out here all this time. You walk into the room, scanning the space, noting the chill that bit your limbs. Fucking hells it was freezing. Your sisters told you that the ghouls run hot, but it was like a blizzard had hit the room. The room was also, to your dismay, empty of occupants. Maybe he’s not here? 

Your ears perked up, hearing water running from an adjoined room. The joints of your fingers started to lock up as you lifted them to the wood of what you assumed was a bathroom door. You knocked, this time feeling a slight pain in your cold hands as you did so. 

“Phantom?” You call out just loud enough, dragging out the vowels.

“Hey! You weren’t supposed to come ‘till later!” His voice echoed from inside the closed room, and you heard the water shut off abruptly.

“I can come back if you want.” You offered, giving him an out.

“Hells no!” He opened the door wearing nothing but a white towel.

Your mouth went dry at the sight. It hung low. Dangerously low. But that wasn’t the only thing you noticed. His human glamor was nowhere to be found. 

Phantom’s true skin was grey, just the same as you had heard about the other ghouls, but his shoulders and chest had sparse midnight blue clusters of freckles. You marveled at the hard planes of his chest and stomach, at the way the water from the shower still clung to his arms and drenched his mostly-black hair. His signature white streak plastered itself to his forehead and the side of his face, while the rest stuck to his ears and neck. He had two near-black horns protruding from underneath his soggy hair. Finally, you settled your gaze on his face, his fangs slightly poked out through his parted lips. His beauty mark was also visible on his left cheek, several shades darker against the grey tones of his skin. 

A half-smile spread on your face as you noticed his beauty spot, and you fought the urge to reach up and touch his cheek. 

“Like what you see?” He cocked his head to the side, making you grin wider. It was truly no wonder why you were so drawn to him. In his human form he was cute… but as a ghoul? Strikingly handsome. Nine hells you wanted to kiss him.

“Maybe I do.” 

“Set in your choice?”

“Maybe I am.” You nibbled your bottom lip, tempted to rake your gaze over Phantom’s body again.

Instead, you walked past him and into the bathroom, leaning yourself over the vanity to feign checking yourself out. You mostly just needed a break from looking at him half-naked. “My darling ghoul,” you called absently, “you’re not wearing your glamor. Sister Imperator would not be pleased, I wouldn’t want to tell on you, but…”

He looked down at himself, “Oh shit, you’re right.” He shrugged, “I thought you were going to change your mind or something. Figured it wouldn’t matter too much either way if I just ‘let it all hang out’ so to speak.”

“No, no, I just wanted to tell you so you could change back.” You played with your hair, tucking back a few strands that had come loose from your braid.

“Well, I can if you want me to. Do you?”

You opened your mouth to answer but he cut you off.

“Wait, did you just call me ‘my darling’?” Your eyes flicked back to him through the mirror, heart temporarily quivering as he repeated your words back to you.

You regained your composure before his teasing look could disarm you further. “That’s what you heard out of me talking?”

He advanced on you suddenly, barely giving you enough time to turn around to face him. You backed up against the counter top, your spine arching as you shrunk back, and your fingernails digging into the underside of the cold marble. His arms came down on either side to trap you in place.

There was a mix of anticipation and cockiness in his expression, “You like me, don’t you?”

“Phantom, it’s a wonder why Sister Imperator doesn’t consult you for logistics.” He made a face, clearly missing your sarcasm, and you liked him even more for it. “Of course I like you. I wouldn’t be here if not.”

A shy smile ghosted across his lips, and you caught another glimpse of those fangs. You filled the silence by speaking again, “Well? Don’t just leave me hanging.”

“I like you too.” His admission was softer than a feather but weighed as much as concrete.

You stifled a knowing smile, “Yeah?”

“Yeah, I do.” 

“You’re a little trickster then.” You cocked your head, “you had me thinking I was the only one.”

His smile matched yours, “I’m surprised you didn’t figure it out sooner, for a while there I thought I’d burst into flames because you kept giving me those eyes.” You laughed at that, knowing full well what he meant, and he continued, “And just so you’re well aware, there’s nothing about me that’s little.”

“Oh, you nasty ghoul.”

“Yes?”

Your eyes narrowed, “You lured me in here on purpose, didn’t you?”

“Hard to say, really,” you watched, hypnotized as his tongue wet his bottom lip and then he leaned in close. “But that’s not the only thing that’s hard.” His breath coasted along your neck and goosebumps raised along the path, as if your skin was subconsciously reaching for him. You felt his lips barely hovering by the shell of your ear, causing a stirring sensation that shot through your entire body. 

You shoved at his chest playfully and he smirked at you, both of you knowing where this is going. You felt a fluttering in the pit of your stomach and finally allowed yourself to reach your hand up, brushing the white and black, slightly air-dried, hair away from his face. No more hesitation. Something inside you gave you the gumption to raise up on your tiptoes and kiss him. You planted a single smooch on his lips, closing your eyes as you did.

You drew back, studying his features. He was so still, his eyes scrunched closed in a combination of tension and serenity. 

“Phantom?”

He opened his eyes, his dark gaze devouring you. The air in the room changed and all ambient sound seemed to have been sucked into a void. You couldn’t look away from him. Afraid for a half of a second that maybe he didn’t like the kiss, you opened your mouth to allow the doubt to pour out. But you never got a single syllable out before his hands were on your face, tilting your head up to kiss you.

His mouth met yours in a breath-stealing kiss. Your hands immediately laced through his damp hair, touching the sides of his face, his neck, pulling him in closer. You parted your lips slightly on the next kiss and he used it to his advantage, his tongue swiping ever so lightly between your lips to taste you. You open your mouth more, allowing him full access. Feeling his tongue brush yours made you lightheaded. 

Phantom grabbed your waist, pulling you flush against him. He tilted his head slightly, deepening the kiss. The hunger shared between the two of you felt as though it had been building for years, your entire life even. A tickle on the back of your thigh made you jump, opening your eyes and breaking the kiss for a moment.

He huffed a laugh, “Sorry, my tail seems to have a mind of its own sometimes.”

“It’s okay,” you kissed him again, “I like it.” You brazenly reached around his waist to feel the base of his tail. He jerked involuntarily towards you and you felt his hard length pressing against your abdomen. How that towel was holding up you had no idea.

Touching, tasting, breathing him in, it wasn’t enough. You needed so much more. Your core ached in a way that silenced all thoughts of self-doubt and modesty. 

Your hands moved up his back, feeling his warm skin and the tight muscles underneath. He unzipped the back of your dress, and you felt it fall open, the air and his hands touching your bare skin underneath. 

“No bra?” He said, sliding your dress down while moving into a crouched position in front of you. 

“Hm.” You purse your lips, drawing it out, “That’s not all.”

He made a sound like you’d imagine a Victorian man seeing a woman’s ankles. Astonished but intrigued. “No underwear?” 

You shrugged, “Surprised? I thought I could just ‘let it all hang out’, or however you put it so eloquently.”

Phantom stared up at you, trying to hide a smile, and you could see a color creeping up over his cheeks. Could a ghoul even blush? He giggled lightly, shaking his head at you in what seemed like amazement. 

He helped you step out of the dress, his eyes sweeping over your naked frame, drinking all of you in. Phantom rose slowly and his long fingers trailed up the inside of your legs. The calluses of his fingertips tickled, making you twitch slightly as they neared where you wanted to feel him the most. His right hand moved around to your waist, the other hesitated between your legs, just an inch or so from your core. 

“Sit.” He commanded. You obeyed, your ass meeting the countertop, your legs parting on their own accord in silent invitation.

“Please, Phantom, touch me.” 

“As you wish.” 

You inhaled sharply as his middle finger swiped through your folds, dragging languidly in the wetness there. He let out a needy noise, leaning down to breathe you in, kissing and sucking your neck. You wanted him so badly, and now that he could feel that, the implication made you even more weak for him. 

His middle and ring fingers dragged again through your wetness, lingering for a moment before pressing inside you. 

You cried out at the intrusion, wincing slightly. It had been so long since you had a partner, and still your fingers never made you feel like this. Phantom knew all the right moves, drawing in and out at a steady pace. His fingers felt exquisite as they lazily fucked your slick cunt. And when his thumb pressed lightly against your clit, you whined his name. Suddenly you needed to see him exposed too, because if just his fingers made you feel so good then…

“You won’t be needing this.” You pulled his towel off his body, baring him before you. Your eyes widened at the size of him. Fuck. Your mouth salivated at the sight of his long, hard cock. You couldn’t stare too long, as his lips moved from their place on your neck and collarbone back to your lips.

Each kiss, every touch was hotter than the last, igniting the two of you. He was burning up. He felt perfect against your ice cold skin. Like a day of sun in the middle of a desolate winter.

You had half a mind to beg him to fuck you on the counter, and it’s like he knew were about to speak, because he interrupted your thought with an even more tantalizing suggestion.

“Can I fuck you in the shower?” 

You moaned, his fingers curling inside you deliciously, “What do we say when we want something, darling ghoul?”

He groaned, his hand moving from your waist to the nape of your neck. He gathered your braid and yanked sharply, exposing more of your neck for him to lavish. “Fuck,” he uttered between bites along your soft skin, “can I please take you in the shower?”

“Yes.” Your word was barely out of your mouth when he planted another fierce kiss to your lips. His fingers left you empty as he helped you off the counter. You would have followed him anywhere at that moment, anything to get him touching you again. 

He took you by one hand and walked towards the shower with you, kissing you every step of the way until your feet hit the slick stone of the shower floor. He gave your hands a squeeze to turn around and turn the water on. You smirked at seeing his cute butt, his tail protruding from just above. You were filled with the sudden urge to bite him when a large waterfall nozzle poured water out from above the two of you, bringing you back out of your thoughts.

Phantom turned to face you again, and all the sustenance in the world couldn’t quench the hunger in his eyes. Your adrenaline spiked then - or maybe it was the momentarily cold water splashing on your feet. Maybe it was the anticipation of knowing that you were finally living the fantasy you had wanted for so long. 

He pressed you against the tiled wall of the shower, the now warm water flowing down providing sweet relief for your chilled naked body. Your back was cold against the tile, so you wrapped your arms around the back of his neck to pull him closer. For warmth.

The two of you shared a series of messy kisses, your lungs suffocating from the intense lack of air as steam circled you. He closed the open space between your bodies quickly, his strong hand taking hold of your right leg and lifting it up to meet his waist. Once there, you were just one slight move from being as close together as you could possibly be. The head of his cock nudged at your opening, and you felt yourself instinctively clench with want. The water from the shower did a great job making your whole body wet, but you were dripping with need for him. 

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

Your gaze moved up to his. Phantom’s dark eyes were clouded with lust, but wavered in slight trepidation. He was serious, wanting your full consent before going any further. For a beat, your heart stuttered in your chest, knowing there would be no going back if you two did this. You couldn’t say no, though, there was something primal in you that screamed with demand. He was the only one you wanted, and you wanted him desperately.

Heart still pounding, you reached up to touch his cheek and pulled him down into a passionate kiss. You broke the kiss to give him your answer, “Yes, yes Phantom, I want you.”

He nodded, eyes flicking over your face to search for any hits of doubt. Satisfied with your sincerity, he nuzzled his face into your neck, breathing you in deeply as he pulled you in. His cock pressed inside you with ease, meeting no resistance. You bit back a moan, teeth sinking into your bottom lip so hard you tasted iron on your tongue. If kissing him for the first time was ecstasy, feeling him inside you for the first time was oblivion.

“Oh fuck.” Your foreheads pressed together and you exhaled heavily as he sheathed himself inside you.

It was like a switch had flipped, you two went from frantic grasping and fevered kisses to slow, intentional movements. His right hand cradled the back of your head as he thrust into you with a deep rhythm that made your stomach tighten. He raised your right leg up higher so you were on your tiptoes, trying to press further inside you. 

The water from the shower head cascaded down your skin in rivulets, adding a tickling sensation over your breasts and your stomach as it trickled over you. It felt like something out of a fucking romance novel. The heat, the chill, the need, the gratification; a perfect equilibrium.

His hand grabbed greedily at your left thigh, “I need you closer.”

A feather of a laugh lifted the corners of your lips, “I don’t think that’s possible.” You kissed him again, sucking his bottom lip into your mouth and biting it. He growled, fangs jutting out to try to bite you back. You moved your face away, seeing the playfulness in his pitch-dark eyes mixed with something mischievous.

“It is.” That was the only warning he gave before he lifted you up effortlessly off the floor. Your legs wrapped reflexively around his waist and you gasped at the sensation of weightlessness.

You felt a furious blush burn over your face and neck, flustered at the ease with which he picked you up. Flushed at the way his cock bottomed out inside you fully. Your walls tightened from the additional intrusion, and you moaned into his mouth. Your lips collided together in a series of heady open-mouthed kisses, becoming a mess of teeth, tongues, and fangs. 

Your hands tangled themselves perfectly in his drenched hair and you rested your head against the tile to get a good look at him.

His dark brows were drawn together, and he had the look of utmost concentration and pleasure on his face as he drove into your heat. There was a deepening of the color on his cheeks again, a soft blush. He adjusted his hands from your thighs to have one arm firmly around your back, the other hand holding the roundness of your ass. Phantom’s eyes were turned down, and you followed where he was looking.

You let your gaze drift down, admiring again his toned, hard body against your soft, squishy one. When you looked all the way down to where you two were joined, watching and feeling everywhere each and every thrust of his cock inside you, you felt like you would melt.

It was all so intimate, too intimate for your first time together. Seeing his true form, being held so tightly in his arms, fuck, he had you. He had you so well. And the way he felt inside of you was divine. Like you were made for each other. 

Your body burned, your muscles trembled, your jaw twitched. Phantom tightened his hands on your waist and back, his claws scratching at your supple skin while his teeth and tongue took turns with your neck. His tail snaked up and twisted around your ankle, locking you further in place as if you’d run away on your own. You couldn’t even think of being apart from him. You never wanted him to leave your body.

As if the passion in the moment wasn’t enough, he reached a hand between you two, finding your clit and rubbing slow circles. You keened, bucking your hips forward, trying to grind harder against him, but he was in full control, holding you steady while he increased his rhythm. You felt a tension building in your abdomen, and you closed your eyes tightly, trying to resist your impending orgasm. You didn’t want to come yet, you wanted to draw it out more, but the added pressure on your clit from his thumb was butchering your resolve. Your breathing increased, every exhale punctuated by a whine as you felt yourself getting closer, and closer.

He noticed your futile writhing in his arms, “Are you going to come for me, pretty girl?”

You mewled, “Yes - but I want you to -” you couldn’t finish the sentiment, incoherent babbling becoming all you could muster. You were so close.

“You want me to? Where do you want me to come?”

“Inside me -” Your legs tensed, your abdomen tensed, your whole body locking up as your pussy clenched around him. You could no longer breathe or think.

“Fall apart for me, only me.” He kissed your neck, sucking on the skin there before drawing back. “Look into my eyes, sweet girl.”

You did, his near-black irises melted you from the inside. That taught string that had been holding you snapped, sending you spiraling. Your mouth fell open and a moan tore its way from your throat. He planted his lips to yours as you shattered in his arms.

His hands both moved up to your shoulders, pulling you down hard onto his cock as he drove himself as deep within you as possible. You felt him twitching inside you, warmth spreading as he came for you. 

You stay there for a minute, your breathing returning slowly to a normal cadence as the water continues to run over the both of you. You were wholly grateful for his inhuman strength; Phantom held you like you weighed nothing. He put one hand under your rear and the other came up to your face, his thumb stroked your bottom lip. His fingers caressed your chin, tilting you up and into one final searing kiss to seal your shared passion. 

“Can you stand?” He withdrew himself from you and moved to gently place your legs back down on the stone floor. 

“I - I think so.” Your stubborn legs wanted to give out, all your body wanted to do was collapse in a heap. 

He offered you his hand, helping steady you. “Want to get cleaned up? I mean, we might as well since we’re already in the shower.” 

“Yes,” you answered, before playfully adding, “please.”

“What am I going to do with you?” He whispered, kissing your forehead as you both relaxed in the steady stream of water.

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