#rain x phantom

[divine-misfortune]

Ohhh thinking abt phantom who gets to feel devious when he slips everyone's favorite little insomniac enough quintessence to sleep like a happy purring cat, all so he can have Rain snuggled up to his side, head on his chest, while he plays stardew on his switch for a few hours

Doing good deeds? Being a little shit? AND getting cuddled? Living the dream.

[dewsgremlin]

Phantom, sneaking into Rain's room, climbing on his bed and softly poking him in the cheek: Can i sleep in your bed?

Rain, sitting up half asleep and pulling Phantom under his blanket: what's wrong bug?

Phantom, snuggling closer: Aether told me that if I don't make my bed in the morning, a monster will sleep in it and when I go lay down to sleep, the monster still will be in there. And I forget to make my bed this morning, so I'm too scared now to go back in my own room...

Rain, yawning: ...It's just Dewdrop... He likes to sleep in messy beds...

Explanation: It's kind of a proverb to scare kids to make their beds. The original is if you don't make your bed in the morning, the devil will sleep in it and when you go to bed, he will still be in there. Luckily my parents didn't say that to me as Kid because I still don't make my bed every morning.

[rosecoloredmax]

phantom rain doodling bc ghovie made the brain worms come back

[phantoms-finger-tapes]

Phantom accidentally hits Rain w/ his guitar 🥺

Phantom immediately putting his hand over Rain's 🖤

[Edit]: Here's a closer and clearer look

[nvkfrankenstein]

Someone suggested "Gaymers Phantom and Rain" so I'm doing a mini comic again... With a happy ending :3

[st-danger]

PLEASE could you write a part 2 of Phantom pissing on Rain’s lap? I beg 😭

He fights it out of instinct. It's an innate feeling that he shouldn't, his body wanting to tense even as his mind tries to give him the go ahead- a strange disconnect made stranger by the way Rain cajoles in a breathy, affected tone, hard and straining against his sleep pants. It isn't that Aeon doesn't want to, but relaxing and letting go isn't the easiest thing to achieve when he can feel how hot Rain is through the fabric of both of their pants, when his body is telling him not here, not now.

Rain's insistent rubbing of his belly just below his navel cannot be ignored and fought forever.

Be good and let it out, Rain says. Aeon folds.

Curiosity forces him to look down at his lap, gripping tight onto Rain, chewing his lip while he tries to hold it in and let it go and finally-

A little dark spot soaks into the grey fabric. And then another. Rain has his hands on his hips and is moaning instantly. A little dribble, a squirt, and then- Aeon feels his cheeks light up as he loses the bid to stay tense.

It spreads quickly. Too many cups of water he'd been asked to drink by a too-eager Rain, and he's going to drench them both. Rain's hips shove up underneath him while he soaks his sweatpants and then they're too saturated and now it's- well. The fabric is a nice visual, clinging to the outline of his cock, but it's a useless barrier. He's spraying and soaking it and it's dripping through, onto Rain's lap. Onto his pants.

"Fuck, oh, Aeon, yes, that's good," Rain whimpers. It's a shock to the system that Aeon feels more composed than Rain is right now. He's the one embarrassing himself after all. He's the one wetting them and letting Rain see something that feels excruciatingly private. His hips continue to buck and grind and then his hand comes to grip the dripping outline of Aeon's cock, squeezing it while Aeon continues to drench himself. Drips through onto Rain's fondling hand.

"Filthy," Aeon whispers. "This feels so nasty."

"Uh huh," Rain says, sounding miles away, distracted. "You really had to go."

"Made me drink a lot," he reminds him, and can feel the puddle he's created between the two of them. Almost done now, and Rain gropes out the final few squirts, the last sprinkles.

It's so wet. It's so dirty and wet and both of their cocks are visible through their clinging pants.

Rain makes a weird, strangled noise and frantically grabs at himself through the material, rubbing wildly and-

Aeon watches his load soak through.

[belle--ofthebrawl]

holy holy holy (Kinktober Day 4 combo: CNC/Anal)

Rating: Explicit

Relationship: Swiss/Rain, Aeon/Rain

W/c: 3.6k

Tags: Consensual Non-Consent, Consensual Kink, Anal Sex, Rough Body Play, Rough Sex, Light Sadism, Non-Consensual Spanking, degradation kink, Implied/Referenced Cheating, Cuckolding, Revenge Sex, Angry Sex, Masochism, Painplay, Slut Shaming, Consensual manipulation?? consensual unhealthy relationship dynamic?? Trans Male Character

Summary:

Their eyes meet as the first droplets of Aeon's cum start leaking out to slip hot down the inside of his thighs.

“Heya toots.” Swiss drawls, looking at Rain with heavy lidded eyes. “You look like you had fun.”

Inspired by @divine-misfortune posting about Phantom/Aeon secretly taking his condom off mid-fuck to really feel how good Rain is. Well, I thought. If Swiss is Rain's boyfriend (see: if you want to, I can play the victim) he's probably not going to be too happy about that...

Think I covered all my bases in the tags but there is no check in and no in text discussion or use of safe words. This whole thing was set up in advance and Rain is enthusiastic about his own degradation and suffering. I did my best to imply that with certain lines but please let me know if I'm missing any tags or warnings. I want people to know what they're getting into but I'm not interested in inserting any pause so the characters can have the RACK talk. This is a fantasy scene that goes perfectly with nothing wrong.

Ao3 or Below.

Rain feels guilty leaving Aeon alone, but he promised Swiss not to spend the night. Besides, he rationalizes as he quietly closes the door behind him. Aeon had practically fallen asleep mid conversation. The wonders of good sex on an anxious soul.

“Fuck.” He mutters, resting against the wall and crossing his legs together. He doesn't have much time before it starts dripping out and he’s not keen on leaving an evidence trail behind on the hardwood flooring of the wing. What he needs to do is get to the showers, or even his own room and clean himself up as best he can before going to see Swiss. 

Whose room he has to pass on the way to either of those places. 

Whose door is open to show the light is still on. 

Who calls out to him as he tries to sneak past.

“Is that my sweetheart?” Swiss sounds so happy to see him. It only serves to worsen the guilt and shame twisting in his heart. “Lurking in the shadows doesn't suit you baby, come in and let me look at you.”

It's like Swiss has him enthralled in some kind of trance. Instead of telling him to wait, Rain enters his room. Shuts the door behind him and takes in the multi-ghoul lounging on his bed. He looks like he's just woken up and Rain’s heart melts at the sight of his soft smile and a sleepy expression.Their eyes meet as the first droplets of Aeon's cum start leaking out to slip hot down the inside of his thighs.

“Heya toots.” Swiss drawls, looking at Rain with heavy lidded eyes. “You look like you had fun.”

“I’m sorry,” Aeon whimpers in his mind as his hips stutter in their pace. Rain moans as a new heat begins spilling into him, so hot and thick and right. Lost to his own orgasm, he didn't notice how much wetter his cunt had gotten. If there was a single shred of sense, he put the feeling to being with a new, albeit unexpected, partner. “You just feel so good like this, just like- just like he said-”

Rain shivers. Swiss tilts his head with a lazy grin.

“Cold, honey? C’mere, let me warm you up.”

He doesn't want to let Swiss warm him up. Doesn't want his hands to go from rubbing his arms, to his chest, to between his legs; where that awful secret lies waiting to be discovered. But he's pulled by a force beyond him, something he wants to blame on pure habit and not the way Swiss’ eyes are glinting with unnatural light.

“Right where I want you.” He purrs as Rain crawls up on the bed next to him. “You were nice to him, right? Didn't bully the new kid too much?”

“Can I have a kiss?” Aeon asked. It started so innocently. A kiss as forfeit for losing, which Rain gave gladly. His kisses were easy, one of his best favors to give. And Aeon had been so sweet and shy as Rain pressed their mouths together. Aeon had certainly been kissed before but each time he acted like it was his first, color blooming on his cheeks as Rain pulled away.

“That's not encouraging me to win, you know.” He teased. “Anyone ever tell you how cute you are?”

“Psh.” Aeon replied, drawing his legs up to his chest, shifting uncomfortably. “All the time.’

“So why does it still give you a boner when I do it?” Rain smiles, laying down to get more comfortable, but more so Aeon can see the lines of his body as his clothing drapes and accentuates it. The dip of his waist, the gentle swell of his chest. Aeon seems especially entranced with the curve of his hip bone as the band of his pajama pants shifts to expose it.

“Uh.” Aeon says intelligently. “You're just…really pretty, I guess.”

“I feel as good as I look.” Rain teases, just to see the expression on his face.

“Swiss told me “ Aeon confesses and Rain throws his head back to laugh.

“Swiss likes to show off his treasures.” 

“Does he ever…I don't know, share?”

Maybe Rain shouldn't have been so surprised at what happened next. It was practically like he had asked to be taken advantage of.

“I was on my best behavior.” Rain says carefully as he falls into bed next to Swiss, who grabs him by the waist and pulls him close. Giving him no chance to wiggle away. “We played videogames. Talked about stuff.”

“Mm.” Swiss chucks the underside of his chin with a knuckle, pulls him in for a kiss. Rain shuts his eyes and prays Swiss can’t taste anything unusual as their tongue dab together, when Swiss kisses him deeper.

“You want me to leave so you can take care of that?” Rain asks with an arched eyebrow as Aeon covers his crotch and the obvious way his stiffy is poking up. “Or…I can stay and watch?”

Aeon whimpers, giving himself a squeeze. 

“Maybe…” Rain says with a lilt to his voice. “Maybe something else?’

Aeon looks at him with wide, innocent eyes and for the first time in his life, Rain understands what drew Swiss to him, all those years ago.

“There's my gorgeous Rainy baby.” Swiss says as Rain peels his clothes off without a second thought. “Never understood how anyone could look at you and think you had to be clothed all the time. Should keep you naked for everyone to look at and no one to touch.”

Rain watches from somewhere outside himself as Swiss' hands trail down his stomach, ticklish and feather light. 

“Wet for me already?” He laughs but the amusement leaves his eyes as he strokes between Rain’s folds to where the truth of his betrayal lies. His smile falls, face hardening as he crudely shoves two fingers inside, jostling Rain and making him yelp as Swiss scrapes against the walls of his cunt and withdraws. When he holds his fingers up in the light, Rain can't look at them.

He's adorable in his desperation to fuck Rain. So unused to the feeling of a warm and welcoming cunt around his cock instead of his own hand and some lotion. Fast, uncoordinated bunny humps that jostle Rain against the bed and nearly make him laugh at how single-mindedly Aeon is chasing his second orgasm. 

"Slow down!" Rain says with a laugh. "Savor it, I'm not going anywhere."

"Sorry..." Aeon replies meekly. His thrusts do slow down though, dragging his cock out until it slips out. "You feel so good, Rain...I can't help myself."

If he hadn't been too busy stroking his own ego over the compliment, maybe he would have noticed the way Aeon was moving. Nervous. Shaky. Maybe he would have heard the sticky sound of the condom being taken off. Maybe he would have felt the difference when Aeon slid back in and moaned so dizzily in raw pleasure. How his cock felt, rubbing inside him unprotected.

Too late for maybes.

“You easy little slut.” Swiss says, and smacks him. Smears Aeon's cum along his cheek and lower lip before he grabs Rain’s chin and digs his fingers so hard into the skin Rain swears he can hear it breaking. A thumb forces its way into his mouth and he lets it drag his jaw open wide for Swiss to inspect. A finger prods his tongue, his teeth, going in nearly too deep but Rain’s gag reflex has long been trained into suppression. Still, it tickles the back of his throat before Swiss takes his hand out just to slap him again. 

“Gave him your mouth too?” Swiss sneers. “You could have hidden that bruise if you hadn't been too damn lazy to clean yourself up before crawling back to me.”

Aeon had been meaner than Rain expected, pulling him by the hair to hold him still as his hips bucked frantically. Rain was out of his depth quicker than he expected, thinking he’d tease the little quintessence ghoul with his tongue longer, see how much he could take but the second Rain opened his mouth wide enough, Aeon took advantage and fed him his cock so fast it made Rain’s head spin. 

“Oh fuck, oh fuck Rain-” 

Already, he's cumming; shooting fast and hot down his throat, cramming himself in as deep as he can. Rain’s face is crushed to his hips, delicate skin scraped by his hair as Aeon holds him tight to avoid spilling a single drop. He goes limp as Aeon shakes below him and finally lets go.

“You're so good at that.” Aeon breathes reverently and despite his loss of control, Rain preens at the praise. “Can I use my mouth on you? Can I taste you too?”

Hands are already tugging his sweats down, Aeon marveling at the way he's already shiny with slick, ready to be devoured. One finger pets down the center of his folds and before Rain can even think to say no, it's curling inside and Aeon is kissing his clit with clumsy enthusiasm.

One finger turns into two and what little control Rain has over the situation is long gone by the time he automatically chokes out “Condom, use a condom” when Aeon's naked cock brushes up against his thigh.

“Right! Sorry…” Aeon says quickly, sounding embarrassed. “It's okay though, right? I can fuck you?”

Rain opens his mouth to tell Aeon it's gone too far. He promised Swiss as long as they were together, no one else could have Rain’s body like that. But Aeon looks so hopeful as he uses one hand to hold the little foil packet to his mouth, carefully tearing it open with his teeth while the other tugs at his soft cock. The sight is so endearing and so different from how Swiss usually treats him. Bullying his way between Rain’s thighs and taking what he wanted. Aeon looked so helpless and sweet, even as his eyes fluttered shut from the pleasure of his own hand. What would his face look like when he slipped inside for the first time? And if he wore a condom, then…then it would be fine, right? Just like a toy. The small little dildo Swiss bought to see him blush at the sight of it.

And now here he was underneath someone else.

Excuses. Too much time thinking up the excuses and not enough time telling Aeon to back off because his cock is hard now, he's rolling the condom on with shaky fingers, plucking and settling the band until it sat comfortable. Falling on top of Rain with a clumsy kiss and clumsier thrusts. Keeping Rain’s mouth so full of his tongue he can't say no to the easy way his cock makes a home of his body when he finally slips inside.

“You know when I was bragging to him, that wasn't a fucking invitation to take you for a spin.” Swiss shoves him down, man handling Rain into a suitable position for what's about to happen next. “Just let it happen, you fucking whore.” Swiss spits when Rain kicks his legs and lets out a wail as he's easily dragged in, thrown over Swiss' lap. “Too late to fight back now, Rain .”

The first spank hits so hard his ears are left ringing. It doesn't get easier from there. Swiss is angry and he's taking his fury out on Rain’s body however he wants; spanks and scratches, pinches that will no doubt leave bruises scattered on his skin. Fingers are stuffed up his cunt again, scooping out cum that he’s forced to clean off until Swiss deems him empty enough.

“You're so damn loose.” Swiss hisses. “Can you even tell how many fingers I’m using?”

Rain moans and gets a cruel twist on his nipple for the effort.

“Four.” Swiss informs him. “But you're so stupid off someone else's cock you probably can't even count that high right now.’

He's spanked again. And again and again and again until his skin is no doubt cherry red and hot enough to split and bleed if Swiss keeps it up. He might, if Rain can't find a way to distract him from the single-minded focus Swiss has on hurting him. 

“ Please-” He mewls with a tremor to his voice. It's enough give Swiss pause, his hand coming to rest gently on the burning skin of his cheeks.

“Do you have something to say for yourself?” He asks, entirely neutral. Rain’s mind is long gone to the sensation, thoughts wrapped in fuzz and slow to surface but eventually he parses out something Swiss might like to hear.

“Remind me?” He asks hesitantly. “Remind my cunt…how much it loves you?”

“Oh, honey.” Swiss says kindly. “I think you're too stretched out for me to feel anything at this point. Don't you?”

He punctuates the statement with another slap and the dam inside Rain breaks, tears quickly overfilling and spilling down his face as Swiss swats him again. He isn't losing strength or stamina; if anything, his rage only makes him stronger and every single one of Rain's tears gives him another reason to keep spanking him.

“Be grateful I don't feel like using my belt.” He warns after an eternity of pain. Rain sniffles and shakes and nods, gasping out thank yous like Swiss expects. He's hot all over, throbbing with bruises already blooming and still, he doesn't think Swiss is quite done yet. Not by the hard jut of his cock in his pants, or the strong flex it gives when Rain peers up at him through tear-damp lashes. 

“Your mouth is better off apologizing. Pussy’s all used up.” Swiss gives him a leer, one that has Rain rolling off his lap in apprehension. Crawling back as the gears turn inside his lover’s head, drawing to a swift and terrible conclusion Rain can only guess at.

“Rainy, baby.” Swiss croons and Rain freezes at the sudden, loving tone. It proves to be his downfall, as Swiss lashes out. Grabbing him by the throat, just firm enough to hold, to trap. A thumb smooths over his gills as Swiss gives him a lascivious once-over. 

“You might have something I want after all.” He drawls with a nasty smile. One that makes Rain’s heart skip a beat as his stomach sinks. Swiss is already pushing him down, caging him in with his body and Rain can't run away. Doesn't want to run away because if he does, then he thinks he'll lose Swiss forever for this accident and he can't bear the thought of sleeping alone again. 

But he's not sure if he can do what Swiss wants him to either. 

“You gave me your first everything, baby.” Swiss says softly, stroking a fingertip up Rain's cheekbone. He twines a curl around his finger until it slips off. Brushes it to the side and kisses his forehead. “First kiss, first blowjob. First real fuck instead just fingers. You were so good at all of it, weren't you? Took to it all like you were born to be a slut.”

“But I'm yours.” Rain whispers, lips numb. He has to remind Swiss that underneath all the anger he still loves Rain. That at the end of the night, Rain still returned to him. That has to count for something, right?

“Yeah.” Swiss hums. “You're mine and I turned you into a real whore, didn't I?”

Swiss kisses him on the mouth, the first kindness shown to Rain ever since his secret was discovered. Carefully, so Swiss doesn't think he's about to fight back, Rain embraces him. Holds him close as Swiss gives him his tongue. He's a much better kisser than Aeon, though maybe it's just because he knows Rain so well. His legs part willingly and Swiss moans in approval. When they part, Rain searches his face for any trace of forgiveness, any hint that his ordeal will be over soon. He just wants his Swiss back.

“Roll over.” Is the only thing Swiss says. “I'll be taking what's mine now.”

“Swiss?” Rain asks. He gets a millisecond of Swiss looking at him before he's backhanded across the face. Rain cries out as he's forced onto his stomach, Swiss tossing him around as easily as a ragdoll. Hands are clapped to his sore asscheeks, nails digging in the new bruises as he’s spread and …and inspected. 

“You look wet here too.” Swiss murmurs, petting at the tight little hole Rain hardly thinks about. “But pink. New. At least you kept one thing safe for me.”

Swiss falls silent. Rain's tail twists around itself in anxiety, his ears straining for any hint about what might happen next.

Swiss spits on his hole and it's akin to an electric shock.

“Have you ever tried…you know.” Aeon asks. He's blushing. He just took Rain for the ride of his life and he's blushing.

“Anal?” Rain asks casually, feeling so worldly and experienced over the sweet new summon and his softening cock. The high of his orgasm has yet to fade, he has yet to look between his thighs and discover the selfish thing that sweet new summon did to him. “No. Swiss pesters me for it, but I don't know. I want to save it for a special occasion.”

“No.” Rain says, louder than he expects. Fear washes over him, cold and overwhelming. “No Swiss- you can't, not there, you can't.”

Swiss is laughing by the time Rain says his name, sharp and mirthless.

“I can't?” Swiss asks lowly. “I’m not the one you should be saying no to. Remember? You're mine.”  

Swiss sits his full weight on him, letting the weight of his clothed cock rest between his cheeks as threat. He leans over, grabbing Rain by the throat again to whisper his next words close.

"You go around acting like a slut, don't get upset when I fuck you like one. Whores don't get the luxury of choice." He's given a shake to let the message sink in before Swiss has his fingers prodding his lips, wiggling inside.

“Get them nice and soaked.” Swiss tells him. “Because that’s the only lube I'm giving you. I want you to hurt tonight.”

Like he isn't already. But he obeys. There's no way out but through it. Swiss rocks against him the entire time, moaning deep in appreciation of Rain's talented tongue. Keeping his cock pressed close so Rain can't forget the reason he's doing this. He shivers when Swiss takes his fingers out and trails them down his spine. Taps at the base, then even lower. Rain stops breathing as a pad rubs over the puckered skin of his hole, smooth and easy from how wet he is. No catching. 

"Maybe you don't need it after all." Swiss says thoughtfully, almost to himself. "Or maybe I don't think you deserve even that." The fingers leave and Rain breathes again. Only to gasp as the heavy weight of Swiss' cock smacks his bare skin.

“Scream.” Swiss orders breathlessly, wedging the fat head of his cock inside Rain’s unstretched hole. “Show me some appreciation for still wanting damaged goods.”

It's shocking how easily Swiss slides in, Rain’s body greedily gulping the thick length of him down like it was all he was ever meant to do. But Rain still screams, hiding his face into the mattress as Swiss forces his way deep inside. Everything else shuts off as his mind narrows in and focuses on the burn as Swiss' cock pushes him open, wider and wider . He feels so much bigger like this, taken where Rain had never let anyone go before. His hips slam in a cruel pace, too much and too fast, the sounds of their bodies so awful and loud.

“Slow down!” Rain cries. “You’re too big, it's not going to fit!’

“I'm making it fit.” Swiss says darkly. “Stop whining. It's your own fault I'm doing this, could have just kept your damn legs shut, could have just sucked his cock and been happy but no, you had to try and sneak around-”

Rain’s crying into the mattress now, sobbing and hiccuping as Swiss fucks him harder; carving Rain up with his nails, coring him hollow with his cock, chewing him up just to spit him back out. His whole world is Swiss, as it should be. 

Swiss, breathing hot in his ear. 

Swiss, warm and heavy on top of him. 

Swiss, using Rain however he wants, putting his cock wherever he wants because at the end of the day, Rain is his to play with.

No matter how much it hurts. 

And Rain will always allow it because it means Swiss loves him.

“M sorry!” Rain gasps, turning his head to the side for a breath of fresh air. “Swiss, please stop, I’m sorry!”

“You won't let it happen again?” Swiss growls. Despite Rain’s begging, he doesn't slow down. He goes harder. Meaner. Rain’s already given up but Swiss pushes him further into the mattress, pulls all the way out to groan at the way Rain’s hole gapes for him.

“No!” Rain wails, as Swiss drives the full length of his cock into him again, turning his answer into an extended cry for mercy. It's ignored. He's pulled up by a hand grasped tight to his hair, forcing him into a brutal arch as his ass is slapped, Swiss aiming to renew his already fading handprints.

“Keep. Apologizing.” He's jerked up higher, Swiss’ cock stuffed so far up into his guts he can't even breathe. “And keep telling me to stop. It makes my cock harder. Can't you feel it, sweetheart?"

He can't feel anything else.

“What do we say?” Swiss says, all sickly sweet. He kisses a tear off Rain’s flushed cheek.

“Thank you.” He hiccups miserably, feeling his cunt clench down on nothing. His clit feels swollen and hurts worst of all with how it needs so badly to be touched. He's so close. Swiss will keep him here, dancing on the edge for ages.

“Again.”

“Thank you.”

[slattern-femina]

my dear, don’t unfold me

A/N: slowly starting to put my stuff on different platforms- mostly on ao3 tho.

Summary: Rain didn’t exactly know where his habit came from. He normally fiddles with something, his anxious, long fingers always drumming off surfaces or picking at his bass. It calms him.

Eventually, he started picking at others.

And then he ends up using poor Phantom as, basically, a living fidget toy, overwhelming the poor quintessence ghoul in the process.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

Rain didn’t exactly know where his habit came from. 

He normally fiddles with something, his anxious, long fingers always drumming off surfaces or picking at his bass. It calms him. 

Eventually, he started picking at others. Swiss nearly fell to his knees anytime Rain started absentmindedly toying with his hair, horns, or tail; often leading to Rain having to bolt from the room before the multighoul got too turned on. 

Dew wasn’t particularly fond of it, as most of the time, Rain would pick at his long hair. And with the height difference, Dew was always too accessible for Rain and he would touch the fire ghoul's long hair, yanking through the knots without thinking. “Fuckin’ ow! Stop that!” Dew would snap as his head was yanked back. 

When they were cuddling, Dew made sure to have his hair in a bun, out of the water ghouls reach and long fingers. 

Mountain let him do whatever he wanted, not reacting to it at all, but also not moving. Cirrus picked him back, Aurora and Aether were too ticklish. 

Phantom, always eager to please and wanting to be psychically affectionate, immediately loves to be in Rain’s grasp. 

Phantom became like his own personal little fidget toy. Rain’s hands are always on Phantom, kneading and squeezing his lavender skin, kissing him without thinking. Phantom didn’t mind- in the slightest- he was a good ghoul who loved to make people feel good— and Rain loved touching him, his thighs, his waist, his butt, wherever he could get his hands, so it worked out.

Rain just lets his hands wander, not ever paying attention too much, letting the physical act of fidgeting calm him down. 

Rain’s eyes are fixated on the TV playing some random show Aether had put on, before walking away to the kitchen. Phantom couldn't pay attention, not when one of Rain’s big hands, with long fingers, was shoved up his shirt groping his chest and the other was haphazardly stuffed into his grey sweatpants, and under his boxers. 

Rain is toying with Phantom so silently, lithe fingers sliding over his dick and even dipping into his hole, which has grown increasingly slick with how wet Phantom's become. Occasionally, he dips down to prod at his slick entrance multiple times. 

Rain’s movements have no rhyme or reason, he's not moving quickly or with the intent to make Phantom cum, because he doesn’t realize what he’s doing. His mind is a million miles away, thinking about whatever it is that’s plaguing him, while Phantom just pants and starts stretching in his grasp, eyes glassy. 

Rain’s sloppy flicks, and occasional taps of his fingers, against Phantom’s hole, which grew so sensitive from his mindless playing. Sometimes, when something pulls his attention away, Rain will stop touching the quintessence ghoul completely until - until the mindless desire the fidget and touch something returns to him.

Phantom's sitting with his back against the ghoul's chest, situated between Rain’s long legs. The water ghoul looks pretty, with his dark hair tied out of his face and his blue eyes fixated on the human-made screen. 

Rain can't see the panting, dazed look on Phantom’s pretty, freckled face from the fleeting pleasure he is giving Phantom, without even realizing it. He’s edging the poor ghoul in his arms- without even cluing in. 

Rain isn’t even hard or turned on. 

Phantom is little else than a plaything to calm his nerves. For how observant Rain can be, he can also be oblivious from time to time. If he was listening, he could hear the wet noises following his fingers, or even hear Phantom panting, even though the sweet bug is trying hard not to distract Rain in his downtime. 

As Rain’s long, and slick, fingers glide over Phantom’s hardened cock, absentmindedly squeezing and stroking, before once again stopping his movements. Phantom’s eyes roll back in his head and he arches, but has his lip bitten raw, to keep quiet. 

As a commercial break rolls, Phantom finally breaks his quiet demeanour as a low whine comes out of his neck. Phantom is so hard and wet from being touched and edged, but no release; he’s almost in physical pain. 

The noise finally stirs Rain, who jolts a bit and looks down at the ghoul in his arms. His pretty eyes take in the ghoul; hot, flustered, teary-eyed. He also finally releases how wet his fingers are. 

“Oh, shit, bug- I’m sorry,” Rain says and goes to move away; but that makes Phantom snuffle and his hips buck, begging for a release.

“No… please… hurt’s now… need-” Phantom mumbles, overwhelmed and precious faces.

Rain is only more than happy to oblige, pressing kisses to the ghoul’s jaw and neck, as his long fingers go back to Phantom’s aching hole, dipping in and out before stroking the hardened cock too. 

Phantom is crying pretty purple tears, just nodding as his legs fall loose in between Rain’s. The water ghoul kisses him, his face pressed into the crook of Phantom’s neck. 

Rain’s skilled fingers are quick, albeit messily, stroking Phantom’s cock as the delicious mewls and cries come from Phantom's mouth, his jaw slack and he cries as his hips match Rain’s movements. 

In only a matter of moments, Phantom is fisting Rain’s grey hoodie and his body stiffens, as he swallows and chases his orgasm.

“That’s it, baby, good boy,” Rain whispers into his ear, as he draws him closer to the release. Phantom twitches and comes into Rain’s hand, making the water ghoul smirk and praise him. 

The moans dripping out of Phantom’s mouth are a thing of beauty, and Rain grunts as he drinks in the noises, his own eyes getting hazy. 

Phantom goes slack against Rain’s body, aftershocks of his orgasm making him twitch periodically as he pants to catch his breath. 

Rain smirks. “Got a little worked up there, bug,” he teases. 

Phantom pouts and drops against him. “Your fault!” 

Aether comes back from the kitchen, Dew in tow. The fire ghoul’s eyes widen as he smells Phantom’s scent and takes in the delicious sight before him of the quintessence ghoul, breathless and hot, strewn over Rain, who has gone back to fidgeting with his over-sensitive body, causing more moans and cries to come out of poor, overwhelmed Phantom.  

“I was only gone for five minutes!?” Aether nearly squeaks, his tea spewing out of his nose as he chokes, when he sees what Rain has done. 

[moldycantaloupe]

Ficlet of Phantom having a thing for Rain's hands while they show him how to restring a guitar. it happens to the best of us, sometimes.

Phantom was never taught about personal space when he was summoned. It wasn’t a thing in the Pit, at least not where he lived, so how could he have been taught? It wasn’t the biggest problem, they eventually taught him about the concept when Dewdrop tried to maul him because he just wanted to bear hug the small ghoul. He did his best to keep his distance since then, if not to keep his head connected to his body. He was getting better at keeping his hands to himself. That is, he wasn’t perfect just yet. 

It was late afternoon, every ghoul finding menial tasks to do while they waited around for dinner. Phantom was with Rain in the band’s practice room, learning hands on how to restring his guitar. They’ve only been at it for about ten minutes, and Phantom would be lying if he said he was paying any attention at that point. Being this close to Rain, both sitting crisscrossed and knees touching, he was watching their hands skillfully work, and he was a little distracted. 

He tuned out whatever Rain was explaining a few minutes ago, their voice a nice and constant hum in the background of his mind, as he solely focused on their hands. Their fingers. They moved with no hesitation along the guitar, smoothing a string out along the neck and into the tuner. He couldn’t help it when he reached out suddenly, all social cues lost on him in the moment to grab Rain’s hand and shoved it towards his eyes to get a better look.

“Now, you want to- woah!” Rain dropped their free arm in front of them to keep balance at the sudden pull, eyes immediately landing on the young quint’s face with a slight frown. “Phantom?”

Phantom didn’t respond, he didn’t even seem to register Rain’s voice, his eyes glued to the hand in front of him. He used both of his own to poke and play at their hand, a finger sliding along their middle finger, feeling the ridges of their knuckle. He couldn’t explain the sudden excitement he was filled with, his mouth just slightly agape as his eyes were wide with wonder. He only came to when the hand he was holding snapped its fingers. 

“Water to Quint,” Rain spoke louder than what would be necessary, but got the attention that they were looking for. Phantom immediately broke out of his trance, glancing between them and their hand for a split second before dropping it like it was on fire.

“Shit, s-sorry, um-” He casted his eyes down to the Fantomen in Rain’s lap, his cheeks burning in embarrassment. “I don’t… I didn’t-”

“You’re okay, bug,” Rain laughed, waving their hand in the air. “Saw something you liked?”

They meant it as a joke, a way to break whatever tension was in the air, but the silence from the other ghoul, they way they turned their face even more to hide an ever growing blush, it caught their attention. 

They were slow to move the guitar off of their lap, keeping their eyes on Phantom the entire time as they leaned in, a hand snaking its way to his knee, squeezing ever so slightly. Phantom gasped quietly, a small shiver running through his body at the contact. 

“Rain,” he whined. “I didn’t mean to, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, bug.” They responded, face inching closer to his own. “I like a curious ghoul.”

Phantom bit his lip when that hand traveled further up his leg, slow and steady towards his newly aching cock.

“Does a little bug have a thing for hands?” Rain cooed. They laughed when Phantom shrugged and gave him a squeeze. “I think he does.”

“Please,” he shook in anticipation, any guitar lesson sorely forgotten, “please, Rain, help,”

Whatever was holding Rain back let go as they leapt into action. They slid the guitar off their lap and was in his instead, their lips traveling across the plain of his neck. He gasped into the touches, his hands moving to bracket Rain’s shoulders.

“You’re still such a cutie.” Rain breathed around his neck. They worked their way through his pants and out sprung his leaking cock, deft fingers finding their way wrapped around it. Phantom choked on a moan as his blunt nails dug into their clothed skin.

“Rain-” He whined when their pace left no room for question, their pace fast and desperate. Slick noises were heard throughout the room, interrupted every few beats with a rogue whimper or moan.

“You’re gonna get us found out, baby.” Rain moved their other hand to their mouth, bullying two fingers in, effectively muffling the noise. “You can be as loud as you want later, how’s that sound?”

“‘M close-” he cut himself off with a hitched moan when Rain twisted their hand at his base.

“I’m not stopping you.” Rain moved their face to the cuff of his neck, breathing in the heady scent of his arousal. They ground their hips into his cock, a wanton moan forced its way out of their throat. “Fuck, you make me so wet, buggy.”

That was enough for Phantom. He closed his eyes as he shot his load against their fist and pants, a quiet scream as he fell into their body.

They took their fingers out of his mouth to force his chin up, lidded eyes meeting their own. He let out a wrecked moan as he watched them clean up his mess from their fingers, paying close attention to each digit. He felt his spent cock already twitch in interest.

“Want more, baby?” They ground their hips into his own again, and sure enough he could feel how damp they had become.

“Yes, please.”

[dewsgremlin]

Phantom eats everything.

Really everything.

From spoiled food to soap to the sealing ring from Swiss's new drinking bottle.

He has also tried to bite the small fins that Rain has along his spine because he wanted to know if Rain tasted like fish. Aether was able to stop him at the last moment, but Phantom still tries every time he sees Rain shirtless.

[rosecoloredmax]

who up raining their phantom

[phantoms-finger-tapes]

[sodoshame]

Deliver Me Into My Fate

⚠️ Warnings: Self-harm, arguments, overall angst.

Pairing: Phantom/Rain, Phantom/Mountain, Mountain/Rain

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Angst.

A/N: Includes Poly!ghouls, Ghouls are not human (Have horns/tails, purr and growl.)

Summary:

Sodo really needs to learn to think before he speaks.

_

“Back off Phantom, just stop, okay?”

As Sodo spoke, the aggression was clear; venom was practically dripping from every word. His tail was flicking wildly behind him as he spoke. Phantom looked at him, his shoulders drooping slightly, as well as his tail.

“What do yo-”

“You know what I mean. You are nothing like Aether, and you never will be. You are fucking useless.”

Sodo’s insults cut right through Phantom, leaving him trembling. Sodo spat in his direction and stormed off, radiating heat.

Hot tears were stinging Phantom’s eyes, beginning to run down his cheeks. He choked down a sob, violently wiping at his eyes as he walked down the hallway. He ran into a bathroom, slamming and locking the door behind himself. Slowly sliding his back down the wall, he began fully sobbing, bringing his head to his knees.

Fucking Useless.

The words ran through Phantom’s brain on repeat; it wasn’t the first time he’d heard them and he doubted it would be the last. He shakily pulled his sleeve up, staring at the scars up his arm. He’d managed to stay clean for a whole month- the longest he’d managed so far.

Fucking Useless.

As the words echoed through his head, he pulled out a small lock-knife from his pocket, flicking it open. Tears were blurring his vision as he slowly put the knife to his skin, watching as the blood started to appear. Phantom’s tears dripped down to his arm, mixing with his blood. He was completely sobbing now, his shoulders shaking violently.

Knock knock.

“Phantom? Is that you in there?”

It was Rain.

Phantom panicked, eyes darting round the room.

“Y-yeah?” Phantom’s voice came out shaky, cracking slightly as he spoke; not at all like he wanted it to.

Rain’s voice grew more concerned as he knocked again.

“What’s wrong? Let me in, Phantom.”

Phantom frantically scrambled around, rolling his sleeve up and pocketing his knife. He wiped at his face in attempt to stop himself from crying.

“Uh- I-I’m fine, Rain.” His voice cracked on the last word as he let out a loud sob, doing his best to stifle it.

“I’m coming in.”

Phantom looked at the floor, noticing drops of blood on the floor. He quickly tried to wipe it away, but only smeared it more. It was too late; Rain was stood in the doorway, looking down at Phantom as he was sat on the floor, sobbing. His eyes flicked to the smeared blood on the floor and then Phantom’s blood-soaked sleeve.

“Phantom? Oh, honey…” Rain whispered, as he dropped to his knees in front of Phantom. He wrapped his arms around Phantom’s shoulders, pulling him close in a tight embrace. Phantom fell into Rain, burying his face in his chest. Phantom sobbed into Rain’s chest, his hands clinging on to his shirt.

“S-Sodo.. He…”

As he struggled to find the words, Rain put his hand up to Phantom’s head, gently running his hand through his hair.

“Shh, you’re okay. I’ve got you.”

Phantom nuzzled his face into Rain’s neck, his tears soaking through his shirt.

“Phantom, sweetheart, I need to look at your arm.” Rain said, his voice as sweet as can be.

Phantom shook his head, whining quietly as he continued crying. Rain sighed, rubbing his back soothingly.

“What if I get Mountain? He can check it over whilst I’ll keep holding you?”

Phantom shrugged, not saying anything in response. Rain sighed, then took his hand from Phantom’s hair and reached for his phone in his pocket to text Mountain.

Rain:

Mount, can you come to second floor bathroom? It’s Phantom.

Mountain:

Yep, on my way rn.

It only took a matter of minutes for Mountain to appear in the doorway, the tall ghoul looked down at the two huddled together on the floor.

“What happened?” He asked, bending down to be at the same level as he put his hand on Phantoms shoulder, rubbing it soothingly.

“I don’t know, he won’t talk. Can you just look at his arm? He’s bleeding and I don’t know w-what to do-” Rain rambled, clearly slightly panicked.

“Take a breath, Rain. We’ll figure it out, okay?” Mountain responded calmly as he sat down cross-legged on the floor, reaching his hand out to Phantom.

“Hey, let me take a look, Phantom. I’m not going to hurt you, okay?” Mountain soothed, slowly picking up his arm.

Phantom whimpered into Rain’s neck, who was still running his hand through his hair.

Once Phantom’s arm was taken care of, Mountain stood up, slowly taking him from Rain’s lap and picking him up into his arms. Rain stood up, looking at the two.

“I’m going to find Sodo, I’ll find out what happened.” Rain said, his voice seemingly void of emotion.

Mountain nodded at him, reaching out an arm to stroke his arm briefly.

“Alright, I’m gonna settle this one down, come find us later, yeah?” Mountain smiled sweetly, his voice reassuring.

Rain nodded and left; once he did so, Mountain carried Phantom all the way to his bedroom and laid down with him. Immediately, Phantom curled up against him, nuzzling into his chest. He didn’t want to speak, but Mountain understood that, he pulled Phantom close to him, running his hands soothing down his back.

“I’ve got you, bug. You can rest now. I’m not going anywhere.”

Phantom purred softly as he got comfortable in Mountain’s arms.

A/N: I wrote Sodo’s point of view as well, go check it out; https://www.tumblr.com/sodoshame/724291902308040704/if-im-alone-i-cannot-hate

[st-danger]

Hej! Can you write something with Rain pulling Phantom onto his lap and touching and caressing him in just the right places. Whispering into his ear to let go and so when Phantom cant hold it anymore he pisses onto the other through their sweatpants while sitting snugly on his lap. His ass on Rain's bulge.

👁️👄👁️

"This is weird," Aeon mumbles, shy voice matching the pink in his cheeks, the uneasiness in his muscles that have him wound up tighter than his guitar strings. Rain's hands hold his hips, gripping and holding him close, refusing to let him get away. Making him feel just how excited he is by the thought of what's to come. Aeon looks down, at the towels on the bed, the sweatpants- it'll all have to be washed, of course, and- will he need to sneak it out of the room to launder it in peace? So that nobody knows? "Are you sure?"

"I want it," Rain says, and Aeon sags back against him, a wordless plea to be held which he is more than happy to answer. Back to chest, wrapping his arms around him and sighing when Aeon rubs against the bulge in his lap. "It's okay to get us messy. Please." He can feel the hesitancy rolling off of Aeon. "Do you need some convincing?"

Aeon nods. Rain snuggles him in a little closer, and wiggles underneath him enough to make sure Aeon knows just how badly his cock aches for it.

"I want you all wet," Rain whispers, and presses a hand low on Aeon's belly, a gentle but steady pressure that has Aeon tensing anew despite his best efforts to try and relax. "I want both of us wet."

"Still time to take a bath?" Aeon not-joke jokes. Rain doesn't even acknowledge that.

"Don't be shy," Rain says, still rubbing his belly. Soft, comforting circles, but too firm to be entirely relaxing. It's still very much a demand. He continues to try to grind up against Aeon's ass. "You have nothing to be shy about."

"After this I might," Aeon laughs weakly.

Rain digs his fingers it, palpating and the laughter turns into a tense, choked off noise.

"There will be other things," Rain assures him, pressing. Massaging. Reveling in the way Aeon is tense. "You don't need to be shy about this." Aeon draws a deep breath in through his nose, slowly out through his mouth. The pressure from his hand has him squirming. "Be good," Rain says. "Go on and show me what it looks like. It's okay. You can get both of us soaked- don't you want to see?"

"Rain-"

"Drip for me?" Rain asks. His hand is relentless on Aeon's stomach, right above the waistband of the sweats. They're going to soak. They're going to cling and make Aeon look so exposed. "I'll suck you off after, I promised I would."

"Rain, hang on," Aeon tries, but Rain continues to knead and suddenly he goes very still. "Rain, oh, I can't stop it, hang on."

Rain hushes him, wraps his arms around his waist snugly and waits. The wriggling gives it away, all the effort to hold it even though he's meant to be letting it out. Still, a losing battle in the face of Rain's desire and insistent hands.

"I'm gonna piss," Aeon whispers, clutching at Rain's forearms. A nervous, disbelieving bark of a laugh before he shivers and goes silent and Rain holds him that much tighter.

"That's it," he murmurs, throbbing underneath him, desperately grinding. "Be good, c'mon, let it out."

[sentientgolfball]

sooo @rainyhoursinhell got me on a Sir Rain fix but then I thought too long about genderfluid Rain and the lunar cycle so now I give you Ma'am Rain..also go read their stuff!! They are THE Raintom person

18+ MDNI

Word Count: 2570

Pairing: Rain/Phantom

Tags: she/her Rain used, collar and leash, Phantom tries very hard to be good, mean Rain, pet play/pup used as a nickname, slight mention of daddy kink

Summary: It was a super full moon tonight and Rain had to get rid of the pent-up energy somehow

It was a full moon. 

A full super moon. 

Rain had been feeling the pull of the celestial body for the past few days, which wasn’t anything unexpected for a water ghoul. She was used to the push and pull of the moon's power. She knew how to handle herself in the presence of its light. 

Something Rain never could seem to get the handle on though was those few moments in the year where the cycle got interrupted. Eclipses, blue moons, super moons, those always caught her by surprise even if she had the date marked and highlighted in every calendar in the Ministry. She was still caught by surprise when she woke up dick painfully erect like she went into heat overnight. She could already feel that high that comes with the full moon and the sun literally just rose. She figured she needed to take care of herself before she got too high off the surge of magick and adrenaline. She ran straight to the shower and made quick work of herself, shooting onto the tile wall nearly piercing her hand with the effort of keeping quiet. 

When she left the bathroom with a puff of steam and saw her half-opened closet a grin slowly spread on her face. She knew exactly what to wear for the occasion. 

Short satin dress. Spaghetti strap. Black. Matching elbow-length gloves and choker. Opal stud earrings. 

She figured the effort it would take to keep her fins glamoured all day would be worth the looks she knew she’d get. Maybe if she were lucky Cirrus or Mountain would throw her over their shoulder to go rip the dress right off. Or maybe Dew would tease her all day until she decided enough was enough and bent him over the nearest surface. Oh or what about Swiss falling to his knees begging for permission to touch and taste? Rain had to bite back a moan at the thought as she looked herself over in the mirror, making sure each part of the outfit was sitting correctly on her figure. 

When she finally deemed herself the picture of perfection, she made her way to the kitchenette hoping to ruffle some feathers before slipping away to join the other water ghouls until she returned to the den when the moon was at its peak. She must have taken longer to get ready than she originally thought because the entire pack was out, spread between the common area and the kitchen. She tried her damnedest to keep a neutral expression when any conversation halted the moment she stepped into view. She could already smell the arousal on the whole damn pack. 

It was a super moon after all. It was the one lunar event that didn’t affect just water ghouls. Sure it messed with them the most, but still every ghoul of every element would be feeling the pull tonight. She knew this and she used it to her advantage. Every single time. 

She ran a hand over Mountain’s waist when she slipped past him at the stove. She made sure to reach for the glass on the highest shelf so Swiss could get a perfect view of her dress from where he was sitting at the table. She made sure to brush his arm and lean over Cumulus while she set the table. Her tail flicked when she heard a low growl from the common area. 

“Isn’t it a little early to start this Rainy?” 

Her eyes flick up to meet Dew’s glowing ones. 

“What? Am I not allowed to look nice?” 

He huffs “Not when the new kid is five seconds away from creaming his pants.” 

Rain can hear a small squeak followed by Cirrus 

“Sorry Ant but it’s kinda obvious, I can smell you from here.” 

Rain raises an eyebrow at Dew who returns the gesture with the slightest flick of his head. 

Looks like Rain found who she’d be celebrating the supermoon with. 

Rain had to admit, she was a little nervous at the idea of taking Phantom since this was only his second moon experience, but fuck the sweet smell of his arousal wafting over the others made her head spin and it still wasn’t anywhere close to sunset. 

She decided she’d play the long game with him when he couldn’t keep his eyes off her the entirety of breakfast. She’d glance at him and he’d look away with a deep blush and oh did she long to see how far she could push him. It got even worse when she realized his chores seemed to suspiciously line up with every spot the water ghouls decided to gather at to lazily make out or to expel the pent-up magick before the real show started. 

Enough was enough, though when Phantom ran straight into Rain after slinking away when he saw Rain was nowhere to be seen with the other water ghouls. 

“You’ve been watching me all day haven’t you sweet thing?” 

His Lichtenberg figure scars glow slightly as a small wave of quintessence ripples through his body. 

“I uh I don’t know what you’re talking about Rain. I was just you know…working.” 

She tsks “Who taught you to lie? Good boys don’t lie Phantom. I thought you were good?” 

His eyes go wide when Rain turns and begins walking away. 

“Wait! Wait Rainy where are you—?” 

“Back to the den. If you can’t be good I’ll just find someone who can.” 

She turns and meets Phantom’s eyes with a bored look when she feels him grab her wrist. 

“Come on Rain please let me be good for you. I promise I’ll be good. Gimme a chance, I’ll do whatever you say.” 

She raised an eyebrow “Whatever I say? Really?” 

He nods so fast it makes Rain’s neck hurt. 

“Hm,” she hums “Guess we’ll find out if you’re still lying to me.” 

The second they’re back in the ghoul den Rain quickly wraps a hand around his horns and pulls him down the hallway to her room. 

“Good luck Bug you’re gonna need it!” Swiss calls from where he’s pinned between Cirrus and Aurora on the couch. 

“Be nice.” Aurora hisses. 

That’s the last thing Phantom hears before he’s shoved into Rain’s dark room. The lock clicks and he doesn’t even have time for his eyes to adjust before he feels Rain grab and shove him against the door. She pressed her whole body into him, stealing what little breath he had with a kiss. She teases his bottom lip with her tongue, huffing a laugh when he immediately opens for her. 

Rain slips her tongue into his mouth, making an attempt to shove it down his throat before pulling back. 

“Stoplight system, okay pup?” 

He nods with a little squeak. Rain growls and places a little pressure at the base of his neck. 

“What was that? You know how to speak don’t you or are you a dumb little puppy?” 

Phantom whines and nods his head “Yes.” 

“To which?” 

“All of the above.” 

Rain smiles, flashing her fangs before leaning in to suck a deep bruise onto his neck. 

“Good boy. But I still think you need a little training since you decided to lie earlier.” 

Rain pulls away for a moment. She fishes something out from her nightstand that Phantom can’t quite see. She throws open the blinds in her room to let the full moonlight fill the space. Phantom’s cock kicks in his pants at the sight. Rain’s skin practically glows when it hits her. The black satin is a gorgeous contrast to her pale skin and oh the darkness in her eyes was too much for Phantom. She crosses the space to stand in front of him, only this time she keeps a bit of distance. 

“Eyes on me pet.” 

Phantom's mismatched gaze immediately snaps to meet her. She smiles and takes the thing from the nightstand from behind her back, clipping it around his neck before he can even process it. He instinctively reaches up to feel the material. He’s a bit shocked when he feels the leather, whatever was against his neck felt soft and fuzzy. 

“Color?” 

“Green.” 

“Good.” 

Rain yanks on the leash he didn’t even realize was attached and he nearly falls on his ass. She pulls him over to the vanity letting him take a good long look at the two of them. Only Phantom isn’t looking at them. His eyes immediately fell to the collar. It was pink with a matching heart keychain on the leash clip. He squinted to read the words in the low light and nearly fainted when he realized what was written. 

Daddy’s girl. 

He felt another yank his leash. 

“What did I say? Eyes on me.” 

“I’m sorry!” His eyes immediately snap to look at Rain in the reflection. 

“I’m sorry…?” 

“I’m sorry ma’am” he whines. 

Rain steps back to sit on the edge of the bed pulling Phantom with her. He immediately moves to straddle her but Rain hisses, looping the leash around her wrist and yanking. 

“Nuh-uh, you haven’t earned that yet. You still need to be taught a lesson for lying. On your knees pup.” 

Phantom drops without a second thought landing hard. He’s going to have bruises for days after this is over. He looks up at Rain with those big eyes making her cock twitch. She shifts her weight just enough to lift the hem of the dress to expose her lacy underwear. 

“Sit on your hands pup. Since you wanted to use your mouth so badly that’s what you’re going to do.” 

“Yes ma’am.”

“Good boy. Now get to work.” 

Phantom leans forward till he’s slotted perfectly between Rain’s legs. He grabs the waistband of the panties between his teeth, careful not to nick her skin with his fangs. He slides them down just enough to free her cock. She’s already hard with a bead of pre pooling at the tip. He licks his lips and glances up at Rain, holding eye contact as he licks a long fat stripe from root to tip. Rain tightens his grip on the leash, letting his claws bite into his palm to keep still. 

Phantom laps at the tip before parting his lips and swallowing her down. Rain laces her fingers through his hair, gasping when her cock hits the back of his throat. He slowly pulls off, letting the flat of his tongue drag along the underside. He keeps his lips around the tip and holds for just a moment letting the anticipation build. He breathes deep through his nose before sliding down in one quick motion, burying his nose in the hair at the base. He hollows his cheeks and bobs his head. Rain moans and throws his head back. 

“Good boy. Good fucking boy pup. Do something good with that mouth.” 

Phantom’s tail snakes around to stroke and play with her balls. Rain hisses a curse and rips Phantom off her dick by his leash. He stares at her with wide eyes trying to babble out an excuse. 

“What part of mouth is so hard to understand stupid little puppy?” 

“Rain I’m sorry—“ 

“What did you say?”

“Ma’am! I’m sorry ma’am please” 

“Strip and get on the bed. Ass up.” 

Phantom jumps up and rips his shirt off sending buttons flying across the room. He almost falls on his face trying to get his pants off and onto the bed at the same time. Rain slips his panties the rest of the way off. She fishes out a half-empty bottle of lube, settling behind Phantom on her knees. She pulls one of her gloves off to pour a generous amount onto her hand. She pulls her dress up to sit above his hips. She jacks herself a few times to spread the lube and spit around. She lines herself up with Phantom’s waiting hole and slaps his ass. 

“Wait wait wait you’re not gonna prep first?” He yelps. 

“Color?” 

“Green.” 

Rain sneers “Do you really think you deserve it pup?”

She pushes the head in. 

“You spent all day stalking me.” 

She pushes in a little more. 

“You lie to my face.” 

She pulls all the way out. 

“And then you break two rules. So tell me pup do you really think you deserve it?” 

Phantom whines and writhes under her “No ma’am. You’re right I don't, I'm sorry.” 

Rain slams into him bottoming out in one thrust. Phantom howls at the stretch. Rain wasn’t big enough to really hurt him, but it still burned without any prep. He’d definitely feel her long after this was over. 

She gives him no time to adjust, immediately setting a brutal pace, one hand gripping his hip and the other keeping a tight hold on the leash. She yanks on it in time with her thrusts pulling strangled little moans from Phantom. 

“Ma’am please please. I’m good, I'm good, I promise.” 

He tries to grind his hips back on Rain’s cock, trying to get her deeper. 

“Are you?” 

“Please I am I am I’m good.”

“Then fucking take it.” 

She shifts her hips and the next thrust hits his prostate dead on. He keens and clenches hard around her. She groans and throws her head back. 

“Come on pup be a good boy. Be a good fucking boy.” She punctuates each word with a thrust, grinding her hips against his ass. 

She pulls hard on the leash until Phantom is pulled up and pressed tight against Rain’s chest. She licks and kisses over his shoulders before dragging her tongue up the column of his throat to his ear. She pants heavy and low in his ear and nips at the lobe. 

“You take it so well, slutty little puppy.” 

She pinches and twists his nipples. He whines high and feminine. Rain drags her hand down his body and grabs his dick. She jacks him as she grinds into him. It only takes a few more strokes and Phantom is spilling hot and heavy into her hand.

“Thank you ma’am thank you thank you thank you.” He pants and whines as Rain milks every drop out of him. She brings her hand to his face.

“Clean your mess puppy.” 

Phantom drops his mouth and wraps his tongue around her fingers when she shoves them into his mouth. He sucks until he feels her bite into his shoulder shooting into him thrusting her spend as deep as she can manage into him. 

She takes a moment to catch her breath before lapping at the wound to close it. She drops them onto the bed, kissing Phantom sweetly between the horns. She unclips the collar and kisses around the red marks left on his neck. 

“You were such a good boy for me pup. Come on let’s get you cleaned up.” 

Phantom whines and shakes his head burying his nose into her chest. 

“Wanna stay here?” 

He nods and tilts his head up to kiss the underside of her chin making her laugh. 

“You know we have to clean you up love bug.” 

“Aren’t you like a super water ghoul right now? Just” he gestures vaguely “magic it away.” 

“No bug, I can't magic it away, it has to go somewhere.” 

“Fiiiine” he groans. 

Rain just laughs and hauls him up, pulling him to the shower. She holds him close, swaying slightly to a silent rhythm. 

[slattern-femina]

daring you to desire them

Summary:

Rain has been taking photos lately, and Phantom is his next muse.

To get inspired- Rain and Dew take Phantom to an art gallery to see a certain exhibition. Phantom is absolutely enamoured by a certain painting, and gets even more excited when he finds out Dew has that particular skill.

Dew is oh so pleased to make their quintessence ghoul the prettiest muse for Rain’s camera.

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“Muscles are firm, not a straight body in these statues. They're all curved, sometimes impossibly curved, and so nonchalant hence their ageless ambiguity as if they're daring you to desire them.” -cmby

Rain was happily sleeping when he felt the warm body next to him stir before a tail hit him square in the face. 

“Ah- Jesus-” He croaks and then kicks out a long leg, grumbling as Phantom nearly falls off the bed. The pretty quintessence ghoul blinks and perks his head up, sloppy brown curls on his pale purple forehead. His dopey eyes focus on Rain, offering a sleepy smile before dropping back down into the bed, not wanting to get up yet. 

Rain smiles, moving forward to scoop the ghoul into his arms, but to his surprise, another voice comes up. 

“Hey! Stop moving, shithead!” 

That’s not Phantom’s voice. 

Rain blinks his eyes, trying to focus after his precious sleep was disturbed. He had gone to bed with a very clingy Phantom, but his bed was noticeably Dew-less when he fell asleep, so the fire ghouls' appearance surprised him. “Dew? When did you get in here?” 

The fire ghoul pokes his head up from the other side of the bed, his feet tucked under Phantom, blond hair every which way, and scowls. “I was lonely,” 

“Why not go with Swiss or Mountain?” Rain grumbles as Phantom yawns, repositioning himself like a cat on the water ghoul's body, head tucked under his chin, and into the crook of his neck. His freckled face is pressed close to Rain, nosing at the bite mark he left on the ghoul's blue skin. 

Dew has turned around and wriggled up in between both of them, somehow worming his way in between the two, under Phantom’s chin and on Rain’s collarbone. Phantom is purring, hugging Dew tightly, like his own personal heat pack. 

Rain yawns, rubbing his eyes, as he spots his camera sitting on his bedside table. Hmm… . that reminds him. He wanted to take photos today. 

Preferably, of Phantom. He’s been taking photos of the rest of the band in various arrangements, and he has a special idea for Phantom; one he and Dew came up with together. 

And, an idea to get Phantom into the mood of the shoot. 

Rain throws a mischievous glance at Dew, before turning to Phantom. “What are your plans for the day, kid?”

Phantom glances up, in thought. “Oh, uh, nothing actually.”

“Cool. I want to go to an art exhibit. Stompy can come too,” Rain tells them as he gets out of bed, stretching, and going to the bathroom to shower and glamour. 

“Hey! I’m not stompy!” Dew protests from his spot in the bed, next to Phantom, pulling the quintessence ghoul on top of him to cuddle. 

Rain rolls his eyes. “Yeah, yeah. Just hurry up, both of you, I want to get going,” 

Phantom kisses Dew slowly first, his favourite way to wake up. He has the fire ghoul whimpering in seconds, his body hot, as Phantom holds his chin and cradles him close. 

Miraculously, half an hour later, Rain herds them out of the building and to the car. Phantom looks cute, his brown hair hidden by a beanie. His more human-looking side is sweet, with pale skin, with the slightest purple hue to it. Dew has his long blond hair drawn into a ponytail, cigarette dangling out of his lips. He is in jeans, an old band shirt, and a leather jacket as always. 

Honestly, they all sort of resemble each other like this, in their leisure, more human appearances. Dark jeans, hoodies, and band shirts, all in dark colours, sometimes hidden by hats and hoods. It’s comfortable, maintaining a certain sense of anonymity when they’re out in public. 

Dewdrop drives, with Rain in the back seat, long legs stretched out on the seat while he dozes. It’s a cold fall day, the darkened mood of the foliage adding a calm ambiance to the car ride they have ahead of them, not too far until they reach their destination. 

But, only ten minutes in, Phantom pouts and looks at Dew. “ ‘m hungry…”

Dew rolls his eyes. But immediately pulls into the closest convenience store. Phantom grins and skips out, intent on getting snacks. Dew follows while Rain gets out, taking some photos. 

Dewdrop stands in the convenience store, flipping through the local newspaper to look at headlines. He cocks an eyebrow as Phantom reappears- his arms full of snacks, honestly, more than Dew thought he could carry. He snorts and places the paperback on the counter. Rain is out in the car, taking pictures on his camera. 

“Are those… five packs of chips?“ Dew observes as Phantom drops the impressive amount of snacks onto the counter to pay. Phantom winked and clicked his tongue before holding Swiss’s credit card out to the cashier. 

Phantom gathers his snacks and trudges back to the white car; throwing all the snacks into the backseat before crawling back into the front. Rain opens a bag of Doritos, munching away, his long legs propped up on the headrest. Dewdrop slips into the driver's seat. He grips the steering wheel, before his hand snakes to Phantom’s clothed knee. 

Phantom plugs his phone in, sitting cross-legged, while Dewdrop squeezes the boy’s knee and begins pulling out of the gas station parking lot. Phantom put on his favourite playlist, before taking a breath and leaning back and looking at the scenery outside the car. For a while, it’s only the sound of the tires and Dewdrop’s soft hums filling the air, and the sounds of Phantom eating his Cheetos, Rain munching in the back, and rolling a joint. 

After a bit, Dewdrop grabs Phantom's hand instead, pressing it to his lips, and when the quintessence turns, he finds Dew’s eyes are burrowing into his, so intensely. 

Phantom blushes- immediately. “What’s wrong?”

Dewdrop smirks, Phantom hand still over his mouth so he can feel his soft breaths on the skin of his pale hand. Internally, Dew’s mind is racing- but he finally distinguished one fact; he doesn’t know how to even put into words the love he has for Phantom; and how all he wants to receive and give the affection he’s deserving of. Affection can be as cruel as it is kind, he knows this, but being with Phantom is the risk he is willing to take. He feels so attached to the young ghoul, it’s crazy. As always, the pack adores everyone, they love and fuck everyone- some are just more in love. 

Phantom blinks again and tilts his head. “Hey- you with me?” 

Dewdrop jumps and tries to escape his internal dialogue; he clears his throat, looking back at the road. Still not answering Phantom. “So what were you thinking about?” Phantom asks, still eating his snacks. 

Dewdrop blushes, before turning the wheel. “Oh just how lame you are, nothing new,” he jokes and subsequently has a cheeto thrown at his head. 

Phantom pouts. “Please tell me what you’re thinking about…”

Dewdrop frowns, glances over before turning off onto a dirt road, and then throws the car into reverse. He bites his lips and rubs his hands on his jeans before looking at Phantom. “I know I’m bad at shit like this. But you’re just… the best. And… I love you. A lot.” 

Rain lights the joint in the backseat and frowns. “Hey, what about me, dipshit?” 

Dew smiles. He adores Rain, with every fibre of his damaged being. The beautiful water ghoul, who is tall and quiet, calm and fragile. Perfection . 

But he can’t let Rain get a big head about it.  “Yeah, yeah, love you too.” 

They drive in comfortable silence, cracking a few jokes, and watching the whirling countryside until it blurs into the city. The city is big, and pretty, but Phantom is still getting used to it. This world is still so new to him since he was summoned, so he is still learning about everything it has to offer. 

Phantom watches curiously, as Dew arrives at their location. 

National Art Gallery.  

Phantom tilts his head. “Huh? Why this place?”

Rain smiles. “Because it is full of pretty things like you enjoy, magpie,” Rain tells him, and Phantom nearly bolts out the door. 

They walk into the gallery, through the big glass doors, and Phantom looks around the pretty architecture of the building. His big eyes look around the cool grey stones, and they’re only at the entrance. Dew pays for the passes before they begin exploring the massive art gallery. 

There’s a specific exhibit Rain wants Phantom to see, but he isn’t forcing it yet. He is taking time, watching Phantom as he explores all the art. 

But, while Phantom is looking awestruck at the art, Rain is taking photos. 

But not of the art; of the pretty quintessence ghoul. 

He gets different angles, Phantom wandering in front of a huge easel, laden in greens and reds. Phantom only pauses occasionally to kiss Rain in between the exhibits, the water ghoul tangling his long fingers in Phantom’s hair to pull him close. 

The back of his head tilts as he looks at Van Gogh's painting. 

His lithe body wandered in between the marble sculptures, capturing the beauty of the human body, ample and lush. Phantom is looking at the art created by humans in the past, while Rain is looking at the one that encapsulates the beauty the artists were trying to display. 

Dew, who was not in the mood for art, had snuck off to the cafe, to get a sandwich and a coffee. Once his belly was full, he wandered around, finally locating the other two as they entered the exhibit Rain was waiting for. 

The doors are darkened, but Phantom pushes through them, revealing- 

“Jesus,” Dew exclaims, eyes widening. 

A more erotic exhibit; with a collection of works from various artists. Bodies, painted in various forms of undress, lush forms on display as they should be- beautiful in all states. The gallery room is mostly in deep shades of red and cream colours; the low light helps the warm and dark ambiance. 

Phantom’s eyes open wide, while Dew watches him, a heavy red in his face. Rain smirks. He knew this was here, and was excited to see their responses. 

“Pretty,” is all Phantom can breathe, before he begins wandering around, wide-eyed at art pieces. 

Rain follows silently, his camera in hand. Luckily, these exhibits allow photographs. 

He takes photos of Phantom in front of the art, as well as taking pictures of Dew watching Phantom too, just as enthralled as he is. 

But, when the quintessence ghoul comes to a particular easel- he stops nearly dead in his tracks. It is a large painting of a woman. 

Phantom’s eyes are huge . 

“Do you like that, bug?” Rain breathes out behind him, running a hand up his spine, making him shiver. 

“Ropes…” Phantom breathes out, his eyes wide. 

Rain casts a glance at Dew, both smiling. The plan worked. 

“Dew knows how to do that- you know? Would you like him to try-”

The words are not out of his mouth before Phantom nods so fast, that he grabs both ghouls by their wrists and begins dragging them out of the exhibit, and back to the car, already breathless and excited.

Once they are back at the abbey, Phantom nearly tramples Swiss, trying to get back to Dewdrop’s room, his hand wrapped around Dew’s wrist tight. 

“Where’s the fucking fire?!” Swiss squeaks as he stumbles into the hallway. 

“Woah, slow down, bug, they’re not going anywhere,” Dew tries to assure, but Phantom is far too excited. 

Rain, following both, the camera still in hand, agrees with the excitement and chuckles at Phantom’s eagerness. Seeing the boy's excitement at new experiences really is a treasure. 

Once back in Dew’s familiar room, still a warm nest with blankets and fabrics draping the surfaces, papers and guitars strewn about. 

Rain takes a step back when they enter, more curious at watching the events unfold and capturing them on film, than participating for the time being. But, before he does, he goes to Dew and kisses him, under the ear over his scarred gills. Dew shivers. 

“Take care of him,” Rain whispers. 

“Always,” Dew answers. Dew, who is always soft with Phantom, seems even softer than normal. The boy is buzzing- and Dew puts his hands on the side of the boy's face, his pretty purple skin and freckles on full display again. 

“Deep breaths. Get undressed, and know you’re safe with us- right?” Dew whispers, barely loud enough for Rain to hear. 

Phantom nods, a toothy grin on his face, his excitement nearly glowing out of him, but his comfort is obvious too. 

Dew goes over to a small chest he has by his bed, opens it and roots around while Phantom undresses. 

“ Slowly ,” Rain instructs him, as he positions himself on the ground, kneeling, camera pointed at Phantom’s slight frame. 

The quintessence ghoul follows the order, slowly peeling off the band shirt, revealing his lean freckles, and stomach. Rain tilts his head- snapping photos in the various stages of undress as he does so. 

Once he is fully naked, Dew reappears behind him. The rope that Dew decides on is purple and silky with soft hemp, so it will be comfortable on Phantom’s skin. 

The fire ghoul is calm, running his fingers over Phantom’s pretty cheek as the naked ghoul kneels, so eager and willing, to do this. 

Rain is silent- documenting all moments. 

Dew leans forward, nosing his face against Phantom, making the boy try to kiss him but Dew shakes his head. “If you’re uncomfortable at any point, you tell me right away. Okay?”

Phantom breathes and nods. He glances at Rain, who says a similar testament. “And if you don’t want me to take photos, tell me, and I’ll stop, right?”

Phantom nods, but the excitement of having Rain watch and take photos makes him so eager. 

Phantom was practically shivering in anticipation, cock already filled and rising in gentle twitches whenever Dew’s hands would steady him, or brush over a sensitive patch of skin as he prepared, the rope, letting it slide over his skin first. 

“Good boy,” Dew purrs. 

Dew had Phantom sit on his legs, ankles crossed behind him and arms placed against the small of his back, sitting up straight. Dew presses kisses along Phantom’s jaw, then down his neck, and on his throat. 

Dew was surprised that Phantom was holding so still. He was normally so receptive and reactive when touched, but he seemed to be holding himself back. 

Finally, Dew let the rope slide out, as he started around his throat, laying out a simple ‘Y’, following the center of his chest, down the lean muscle and bones of his chest. 

Phantom shivers at the touch- Rain takes a photo. 

Dew then drapes it over the top of his chest now, a couple of inches below the collarbone, connecting to his upper arms as Dew starts to bind him from top to bottom. It’s rhythmic and practiced for Dew- as he so often did it to Swiss- but his hands are careful and tender with Phantom, whereas they’re normally rough and excited with Swiss. 

Phantom whines at the feeling but spurs Dew on by nodding, as the rope under his chest and brings it around the back, gently tugging up to shape his body. 

“Hold your hand still for a second,” Rain instructs, as he takes another photo, getting closer, like Dew is an artist and Phantom his easel. 

He then connected the crossed rope over Phantom’s shoulder blades and gently started tying his wrists together. 

Dew wove a couple of diamonds down the center line over his stomach but stopped it at his waist. It was Phantom’s first time doing this, so he didn’t want to completely restrict him. 

Dew ruffles his curls, before stepping back. “Fuckin’ beautiful,” he mumbles at the sight of Phantom. 

Rain gets closer, tilting his chin with his long fingers, then snapping a photo. “Absolutely perfect,” he agrees, admiring their living art piece.