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Swiss: If I fall.... Mountain: I'll be there to catch you Aether: *looks at Dewdrop* And what if I fall? Dewdrop: Then I'll fall with you, never leaving your side Phantom: *watches the two declarations thoughtfully before he turns to Rain* Phantom: And if I fall? Rain: I'll be the one who pushed you
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Ghostober - Day 13 :
The new summon got away with too much in Rain's opinion, so he offers a stricter method of educationâŚ
FULL VERSION HERE!
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pairing(s): rain/aeon words: 1,447
notes: T4T, aka, tentacle for tentacle. transmasc rain and transmasc aeon. aeon's tentacle is in place of a cock, rain has a cock and a tentacle. folds/cunt for both.
âItâs so cute, bug,â Rain coos. âCan I watch you play with it a little?â
Rain smiles lazily at Aeon, tilting his head to the side as he looks at the little appendage between his legs. To call it a tentacle is, perhaps, generous, as short and stubby as it is. Not much longer than a thumb. But it is a tentacleânaturally slick and shiny, it usually sits nestled between Aeonâs folds much like how Rainâs cock sits when it isnât hard. Just a slight bump resting over his sex, not too much more.Â
The more aroused Aeon gets, though, the plumper it gets. Getting harder and harder until it springs up towards his belly and the suckers are revealed along the curved underside, along with the tiny slit at its base from which it secretes its slick.Â
Thatâs how Rain sees it now, twitching slightly at his appraising words. Like a little inchworm, it scrunches up and extends back out, demanding attention. Aeonâs quick to give in to it, and Rainâs encouragement, dragging a hand down his torso until his fingers frame the length. He dips the pad of his index finger into the line of slick seeping from the underside and gasps when he spreads it along the underside.Â
âUgh, itâs,â he gasps again, gripping the tentacle with two fingers, âitâs really sensitive.â
Rain hums, reaching down to press at his own slit. âLooks like it,â he agrees. âAnd bossy.â
Aeon snorts at the comment but doesnât deny its validity. Instead, he shuffles his legsâone tucked underneath Rainâs and the other draped over his oppositeâso that their sexes sit close enough for the other to touch. If they wanted. But Aeon keeps his hand firmly on his own tentacle-slash-cock, stroking along the suckers. The little thing twitches and thickens, flushed an almost imperceptible purple underneath its dark dark gray. Aeonâs cunt is the same, dusky folds that swell with his uninhibited, growing arousal.
âDoes it like to tease you?â Rain asks, hooking two fingers underneath the bump of his own emerging tentacle. âWriggle around until you give it attention?â
âMn. Sometimes.â He flicks his finger down off the tip, and Rain watches it spring back up. Arched and already aching, from the looks of it. âIt likes toââ Aeon presses it back between his lips and makes it wiggle back and forth. His leg twitches under Rainâs. âLikes to do that.â
âEver wake up to it? Getting you off?â
Aeon flushes, coughing out an unconvincing laugh. âUh. Once or twice.â He gives it a squeeze.Â
Rain smiles. âMinds of their own, sometimes.â His own tentacle throbs under his fingers. âBelial, itâs even better than a wet dream, though.âÂ
Aeon whines in the back of his throat, eyes falling to where Rainâs fingers disappear between his folds. âWanna see yours, too,â he breathes.Â
âAlmost there,â Rain sighs. âGot to . . . there, yeah.â The water ghoul tosses his head back as he crooks his fingers further, releasing a line of slick onto the bed. With the release of fluid, the tip of his own tentacle emerges. Curious, she. Snaking into the palm of his hand and seeming to yawn and stretch.Â
âOh,â Aeon says dumbly. âPretty.âÂ
Rain sighs and cups her. Lets her ease her way out until her fat base snuggles into his palm. He watches the quint ghoulâs eyes go wide, clearly in awe of her size. Easily four times that of his own. Rain groans as she curls over his hand, placing little kisses of suction over his fingers, his knuckles.Â
âGot someone new to show you,â he says softly, twirling around the end. âYou want to play with Aeon, little one?â
âSo big,â Aeon mutters. Idly, he squeezes at the base of his tentacle, watching as Rainâs gets closer. Worming through the (lack of) space between them to reach out tentatively. She pauses curiously, stopping short. Aeonâs fingers blocking her path.Â
Rain brushes his hand away gently. âThere you go. Let her touch.â
The quint ghoul makes a strained noise, arm falling limp at his side. âHer?â
Rain nods with an affirmative mm-hm, but doesnât elaborate. Instead, he leans back on to his hands and cants his hips further forward, nudging her the last few centimeters. Aeonâs tentacle jumps at her touch, going rigid and stock-still. At first, it makes no move to reciprocate the introduction; itâs tense as the tip of Rainâs tentacle pokes and prods at it. Agitated, almost. But thereâs a slight tremor throughout the length of it that gives away its excitement. Visibly vibrating in anticipation as the other feels around.Â
âAw. Sweet,â Rain coos. âPoor thing doesnât know what to do.â
That makes his face burn, flushing dark indigo. âI . . . it . . .â Aeon stumbles over his words, a rare thing. âSheâs cold.â He tilts his pelvis as if willing his sex to do something other than freeze. âNever felt another one before,â he admits.
âNo? Havenât seen Dewâs little trick?â Aeonâs eyes go wide, brow furrowing and mouth dropping open. Rain laughs, not unkindly. âIâm just kidding,â he assures, rolling his hips as his tentacle briefly wraps herself around Aeonâs. âHe doesnât have one anymore. But if you like this, I have someone else I could introduce you to,â he says mischievously.Â
The quint ghoul doesnât have time to question who that is, because his tentacle decides in that moment to finally react, folding itself over her backside and latching on with its suckers.
âFuck.âÂ
âThatâs it,â Rain sighs. âPlay nice, though, little one.âÂ
In true extension-of-Aeon fashion, it certainly does not âplay niceâ. It sucks hard at her skin, separating with a wet pop! Then it scrunches, burrowing its way to her suckered side and sliding along. Rain watches slick pour from the slit on the underside, sliding along his own tentacle then dripping onto the bed.Â
âEager, hm?â Rain lilts.Â
âYeah,â Aeon stupidly chokes out. âFeels good. Weird. Good but weird.âÂ
The wider part of Rainâs tentacle jumps, seemingly being bullied into movement by the other. Its motion is hardly sophisticated, settling for proddingâpunching evenâto get her where it wants. Aeonâs oblivious to his own bodyâs lack of manners, tossing his head back and groaning loudly.
But Rainâs tentacle? Well, sheâs over it.
She unspools from around the little thing and recoils, almost regarding it with disdain, judgment. Distaste for the mistreatment of her form. It sits in front of her, still scrunching and pestering above Aeonâs folds, now shiny with slick from the slit under his tentacle. If his tentacle had eyes, Rain knows thatâs exactly what sheâd be looking at. Itâs what heâs looking at. He knows sheâs felt it, anyhow, because she directs her attention right towards Aeonâs entrance. Pointing her tip towards the place where Aeonâs twitching the second most.Â
âDoes . . . does she . . ?â Aeon pants, mourning the loss of her touch. He catches on milliseconds too late, cocking his head at the exact moment she plunges herself straight into his cunt.Â
âOh, good girl . . !â
âFucking shitââ
Rain barks a disbelieving laugh, scooting until theyâre as close as possible. âJustâshit, just let her,â he groans. Aeonâs tentacle nudges against the little swollen head of his dick and he yips.
âSheâsââ Aeon grunts, hips twitching. âSheâs big, Rain, oh fuck.â Sheâs big, sure, but sheâs agile, swiftly curling tight into the deepest place she can get and filling it out as Rain groans about how perfect and warm his cunt is around her. âOh my fuck.â
Both ghouls watch as Aeonâs tentacle flops around, searching for something to latch onto. To rub. To suck. It bumps against Rainâs dick again and he canât help but shudder, arching into its touch as encouragement.
âCome on, little one, almost,â he urges. Aeon makes no move to help. Just stares at it dumbly as it licks at Rain like an animal taking a cautious taste of foreign food. Watching with his neck limp and mouth hanging open, soft moans falling out of it.Â
âThis is . . . this . . .â Aeon shakes his head and blinks hard. Visibly attempting a factory reset on his brain.Â
Rain reaches down and helps his little appendage out, stretching it out to cover the length of his cock and massaging it until it suctions on. And when it does, their resulting moans vibrate all the way down to their tangled legs and tangled cocks.Â
âRain, Iââ The water ghoulâs tentacle undulates inside, cutting off his speech with a strangled moan. âDo . . . do we justââ
âLet them,â Rain keens. He presses back on to his hands and lets his head dangle back, rolling his hips with a low, luxurious groan. Wetness squelches between them. âLet âem play, bug.â
#the band ghost#aeon ghoul#rain ghoul#phantom ghoul#aeon/rain#rain/aeon#phantom/rain#rain/phantom#transmasc rain#transmasc aeon#transmasc phantom#cw: teratophilia#cw: tentacles#the band ghost fanfic#ghost fanfic#nameless ghouls#nameless ghoul fanfic#ghostober 2024#kinktober 2024#if you see mistakes/inconsistencies no you dont#i decided it was done so here you go and thank you for the braincells <3
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PLEASE could you write a part 2 of Phantom pissing on Rainâs lap? I beg đ
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.
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Rain keeps stealing the blanket
It's okay though, Phantom has a fire ghoul to warm them up!
(First time posting my art!)
#the band ghost#phantom ghoul#aeon ghoul#dewdrop ghoul#rain ghoul#Rain/Phantom#rain/dewdrop#dew/phantom#Rain/Phantom/Dew#nonsexual nudity
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Kinktober - Day 24 - Forced Fem
Watersports later. But FIRST: 900ish words of Aeon/Rain forced fem. Aeon makes such a pretty girl.
âPrettiest girl Iâve ever seen,â Rain purrs. He nuzzles his face into the side of Aeonâs neck. Hands running down Aeonâs sides and the curve in his waist to rest at his hips over the silky fabric of the slip dress. Â
Rain canât stop staring. Looking over Aeonâs form in the mirror in front of him as he pets at Aeonâs hips. Thumbs dragging over prominent hip bones, visible through the dress. Itâs pale blue, the same color as Cumulusâ eyes apparentlyâat least thatâs what Aeon said when he showed up in it. Itâs Auroraâs, given with permission not to stain it.Â
Rain is definitely going to owe Aurora a dress. When Aurora wears it, it sits at mid thighâon Aeon itâs a little higher. Helped along by the way his cock tents the fabric in front. Rain doesnât think heâs wearing underwear, but he doesnât know for sure. Has been trying to puzzle it out for the last fifteen minutes.Â
Craning his neck to try to see when Aeon was knelt in front of him, back the mirror, dress riding up over the curve of his ass. Focused entirely on the small slivers of skin he could see as Aeon sucked on the head of his cock. Eyes drawn to the reflection of Aeonâs feet resting unders his ass. Clad in dainty white socks.Â
Heâd almost cum like thatâembarrassingly fast. The wet heat of Aeonâs mouth paired with the visual almost ruined him. Rain still not sure heâs going to last long enough to get inside Aeon. Rainâs pressed tight against Aeonâs back. Rutting his leaking cock against the small of Aeonâs back. Smearing pre-cum over the pretty fabric. Aurora will kill him. Right now, he doesnât care. Canât. Heâs too focused on the way the silk drapes over Aeonâs skin. The matching choker fastened tight around his neck. The little heart charm dangling from it. Rain itches to say it again. Pretty. Itâs the only thing he can think
The eyeshadow matches too. Powder blue. Rain wasnât sure what to expect when Aurora promised sheâd get Aeon ready for himâit wasnât this. Pale pink lipstick, soft blush high on Aeonâs sharp cheekbones. The dark eyeliner makes him look doe-eyed. Innocent. Rain wants to wreck him. To dig his teeth into every soft piece of him.Â
Rain clenches his fists in the fabric at Aeonâs hips, dragging the skirt further up his skinny legs. Aeon trembles in his grip. Head lolling back against Rainâs shoulder.Â
âSay it again,â Aeon whispers.Â
âWhat? That youâre pretty?âÂ
Aeon shakes his head. âNoâthe otherâcall meâfuck.âÂ
Aeonâs cheeks flush violet beneath the blush. Rain watches him in the mirror, watches his throat work as he tries to figure out how to ask. Rain could wait him out. Force him to say it. Thatâs always fun. Watching his partner crumble as they ask for what they really want.Â
âWhat? A girl? You want me to call you my good girl?âÂ
Aeon makes a noise like the words hurtâbut the way his cock kicks tells another story. Thereâs wet spot forming there too, one to match the back. Aeon nods, hard, turning his head to mouth at Rainâs neck. Sloppy. Wet.Â
Rain chuckles. He dips his fingers under the hem of the skirt, pulling it up, until his fingers graze over Aeonâs balls. No underwear, he was right. Aeon hisses, cock kicking as Rain slides higher. Runs his finger along the soft underside of Aeonâs cock. Tracing a vein.Â
âMissing something?â
Aeon shudders. Eyes searching for Rainâs in the mirror. Rainâs stomach twists as momentary panic flits over Aeonâs face. Worry. Brow furrowing as he tries to figure out what he forgotâwhat he missed in Rainâs instructions.Â
âGood girls donât usually forget their panties.âÂ
The noise Aeon makes sounds like itâs been forced from him. Dug up from somewhere deep in his gut. Startled, pained. Rain turns his head to hide his grin in Aeonâs hair.Â
âIâthoughtâfuck. I thought youâd like it if I didnâtââ
âI do,â Rain says, mouth dragging over one of Aeonâs horns. âBut still. If you want to be a good girl, you have to act like one.âÂ
âRainy,â Aeonâs hips twitch. Cock kicking under Rainâs fingers as Aeon tries to roll his hips against what little friction Rain is giving him. The movement rocks Aeonâs ass back against Rainâs cock. It spits more precum onto the dress. âRainy I can be good. I am good.âÂ
âA good what?âÂ
Aeon swallows but doesnât answer right away. Eyes wild, darting over Rainâs face as he tries to force himself to say it. He opens his mouth and nothing happens.Â
Rain pulls one hand away from Aeonâs hip, uses it to grab him by the jaw. To pull him away, hold him so Rain can look at him for real. The angle probably hurts Aeonâs neck, Rainâs fingers biting into his cheeks definitely do. But he doesnât react to the pain. He just blinks up at Rain with his mismatched eyesâalready glassy. Lips swollen from his time spent swallowing Rainâs dick.Â
âSay it,â Rain barks.
Aeon fights with hismelf for another breath but when it finally comes, it pours of out him in a rush. âGirl,â he spits, âI am a good girl. Please, Rain. Please I promise I am Iââ
Rain shushes him. He leans down to press his lips to Aeonâs forehead, too softly to be anything but a threat.Â
âProve it.âÂ
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Kinktober Day Eighteen: Blindfolds and Monster Fucking
Ship:Â Rain/Phantom
Notes: This one definitely got out of hand but it was so much fun and I donât care. Thank you to everyone ever who has written or drawn Rain with a tentacle. I fear I am stealing all of your wonderful ideas. Prompt list by @kroas-adtam. Prompt list here
Tags:Â light bondage, plugs, vibrators, blindfolds, monster fucking, tentacles, frottage, anal sex, he/him Rain, clit and tentacle for what heâs working with
Word Count:Â 1,577
Read on AO3 or below the cut
Phantom shivers in his binds; anticipation consuming him. Rain binding his wrists above his head with that pretty red ribbon had his dick fattening up nicely. The water ghoulâs nimble fingers working him open for the plug had made sure even less blood was left in the quintâs head. Phantom had taken pause however when the blindfold slipped over his eyes.
Phantom delights in the sight of it all. The bouncing of breasts, filling out of cocks, veined or manicured hands circling around his dick or better yet his throat. The well satisfied look in a partnerâs eyes after theyâve both cum. Not being able to see all of that is new for him.
Rain had gently coaxed him into giving it a shot though.
âStill doing good?â
âMm hm. Iâm green.â Phantom said, feeling a little strange speaking into the darkness.
âLet me know the second that changes.â
âI will.â
He feels Rain pet his hair and it causes him to shudder. Somehow the unexpectedness of the contact makes him feel suddenly more sensitive. He doesnât have much time to dwell on it though as Rainâs mouth is suddenly on him, tongue licking at his closed lips. Phantom lets him in of course and Rain captures him in a deep kiss that has their tongues tangling together. The smell of petrichor and salt fills his senses. Phantom relaxes into the familiar scent, knowing heâs safe with Rain.
Rain eventually pulls away to let Phantom breathe and instead occupies his mouth with pressing kisses down the side of the quint's neck. Phantom turns his head to grant Rain access and hums in enjoyment when the water ghoul nips and sucks at that sensitive spot behind his ear.
âMmm, feels good.â
âYeah? Like when I mark you up a little?â
When Phantom nods, Rain sets to work sucking another mark lower on the column of his throat.
âThere. A few little souvenirs. Ready for the next part?â
âYes please.â
âOkay. I have to get up to go grab the remote. I promise Iâm going to be right back, okay?â
âKay.â
Phantom feels the mattress shift under him as Rain indeed gets up. The water ghoul is sure to telegraph his movements by dragging his feet on the carpet as he retrieves the remote for the vibrating plug. Then as promised, he feels Rain settle in next to him again.
âStill feeling good?â
âMm hm.â
âIâm going to turn the vibe on now. Just breathe for me.â
Even knowing itâs coming, Phantom still flinches when the vibe whirs to life. The pleasant fullness had been nice and the subtle vibrations even better. StillâŚ
âCan you, uhâŚadjust the vibe please? Itâs not at the right angle.â
âOf course sweetheart. Thank you for letting me know.â Rain pats his hip and does just that, angling the plug via the base until Phantom squeaks in pleasure.
âRight there!â
âPerfect. Want you to feel really good. Going to turn it up a setting now. Weâll leave it there for a bit, okay?â
âSounds good.â
The vibrations amp up and with the plug now properly positioned, so does Phantomâs pleasure. Itâs still not enough to get him anywhere significant but the gentle buzzing against his prostate does have his cock beginning to leak. Rain swipes a finger over the head to catch the first bead of pre and swirls it around the tip. When Phantom lets out a pleased groan, Rain praises him for it,
âThere you go. Just like that. Let me know how good it feels.â
Rain goes back to working him over. Starting at Phantomâs chest and working down, he leaves a trail of soft kisses and love bites. He takes immense pleasure in the little gasps and churrs Phantom makes with each one. When he gets down to the quintâs hips, Rain licks teasingly at the crease of his hip before giving the tip of his cock a little kiss. It has Phantomâs hips bucking up and Rain chuckles.
âPlease do that again!â
On any other night, Rain might be a little mean and refuse. Make Phantom beg a little. Tonight though he decides to treat him. Wasting no time, he repeats the motion, this time adding a few flicks of his tongue over the slit.
Phantomâs pleased whine makes it more than worth it.
âO-ohh yeah. Like that.â
Rain leans over the quint to whisper in his ear. âI know what would make you feel even better.â He says it almost conspiratorially and Phantom can hear the grin in his voice. Rainâs lips brush against his ear and Phantom canât help an involuntary shudder.
âY-yeah?â
âMmm hmm. Sheâs itching to play with you too.â
âOhhh! Really?â Phantom would look at Rain in surprise and excitement if it weren't for the blindfold.
His packmates (Swiss) have no qualms about kissing and telling about their escapades. Phantom had found himself popping one just at Swissâ description of Rainâs tentacle. A swirl of blue and purple flesh lined with suction cups along the bottom ridge; somehow capable of moving independently of her owner. Phantom has gotten off more than once to the sound of Rain fucking someone in the next room and the mental image of his unusual appendage. Heâs yet to get a chance for a proper introduction until now though.
âWould you like to meet her?â
âPlease yes!â
Phantom replies perhaps a touch too quickly and eagerly but Rain doesnât mind. Instead, he shimmies his shorts and boxers down and off. He reaches for Phantomâs hand and gives it a squeeze.
âWant to help bring her out?â
âCan I?â
Rain unties Phantomâs wrists but leaves the blindfold on. He brings the quint's hand to him, directing him to the little membrane covered ring of flesh above his clit.
âRub right here. Yeah like that.â Itâs Rainâs turn to sigh appreciatively as Phantom gently, almost timidly, rubs a single finger over the spot.
Phantom jumps as he feels something, no her, brush against the inner wall of the spot. Then the membrane is thinning and receding. Suddenly the beginnings of a curved appendage are sliding out and wrapping around his hand. He gives her a gentle squeeze and she reciprocates by latching her suction cups to him and squeezing back. Rain moans and it pulls Phantom back to the moment.
âShe-ohh-seems to like you. Came out real fast.â
âR-really?â
âMm hm. Wants to play. Still okay with that?â
âYeah!â
Phantom reluctantly lets go as she unlatches herself. Rain moves to kneel between Phantomâs spread legs. Heâs not quite sure what to expect but then Rainâs hands are planted on his thighs. Sheâs wrapping herself around his dick and starting to jack him and oh does it feel amazing. Much different than a hand. Sheâs cool and slick but the grip of her suckers makes up for the limited friction. Sheâs strong too; gripping and squeezing him as she moves up and down. Phantom canât help but mewl in pleasure as she teases at his slit with her own tip, and Rain chuckles.
âHaving fun?â
Oh is he. Everything is so much. The hum of the plug, the slide of Rainâs tentacle over his cock, the way she teases at him with her suckers. Phantomâs grips at the sheets and squeezes his eyes shut even while still blindfolded. Heâs grateful for it now because heâs sure heâd come just from the sight of Rainâs tentacle wrapped around his cock.
He canât contain a yelp when Rain grips the base of the plug and waggles it. The motion shoves it that much deeper and Phantom canât control the twitching of his hips, but then the plug is gone. The quint whines at the sudden emptiness.
âRain? Whatâs-â
âShh love.â Rainâs lips are at his ear again even as his tentacle still squeezes at his cock. âThe plug did its job working you open. Now she wants inside.â
Phantom feels his cheeks flush hot as he begins to brokenly plead Rain to get her inside him already.
âOh Satan please Rain I need her oh please let me-â
Rain shushes him again, this time with a kiss. As he does, she unwinds herself from Phantomâs cock all on her own. She snakes her way downwards as Rain and Phantom break away. Phantomâs first inhale turns to a sharp gasp as she slips inside effortlessly.
âO-oh ohhh!â Phantom blindly paws at Rain. At first blush, sheâs not too different from a normal cock. Maybe just a bit cooler. But then she starts to ripple and pull herself deeper with her suction cups. âAhhhâŚf-fuck. Sh-it!â
âThatâs it. Mmmm, you're taking her so well.â Rain coos soothingly, petting the quintâs side. At least Rain sounds affected as well. Phantomâs not sure what he would do if Rain seemed unfazed by all of this.
If Phantom can be considered to have any control left by this point he loses it all when she begins to toy with his prostate. His pretty moan is evidence enough of how good it is. When Rain gets a hand on his cock though, his moan turns to a howl.
âHey, it's okay. Iâve got you.â Rain coaxes all the while continuing to stroke him. âShe wants to feel you come around her. You wanna show her how good she makes you feel?â
âUh huh.â Phantom nods breathlessly.
âGo on then. Let her make you come.â
Phantom is thrilled to do just that.
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Don't apologize
Give it to us
Please
Inflict whatever it is upon us
Please
A little over 1k words about Phantom accidentally playing with Rain's gills and Rain being a sexual deviant about it.....
Phantom had crawled wordlessly into his bed and Rain didn't bother to question the tactile ghoul. He simply reached over his shoulder and blindly scratched at his head as Phantom properly slotted himself against his back.
The morning had been lazy across the abbey it seemed, an uncommon sort of calm settled over the grounds. Grey skies and distant thunder kept the water ghoul tucked under his covers. Storms wore on his body, sapped the energy right out of him. Some sort of sympathetic reaction. Whatever it was, it left Rain tired and his nerves on edge.
He was grateful for the company. A warm and solid body to meld into with a soft sigh. Phantom, almost equally as sleepy, nuzzled his face into his messy curls and chirped. He returned the content sound when Phantom pet over his bare hip, then his belly. Claws raked idly through the dark hair there and stopped just above his waistband, lingering just long enough for Rain to take notice but inevitably drifted north.
Phantom's hands were still soft, Rain noted. Not yet worn rugged by steel strings, but they surely would be in time. Uncalloused fingers were not something he was accustomed to, so used to the rough and overly hot hands Dew often wandered his body with. The quintessence ghoul slid easily over his torso, the motion soothing. His eyes began to feel heavy again. He debated fighting the weight for another few minutes for nothing more than to savor Phantom's innocent and languorous touches, but he was no match.
Somewhere between states of consciousness is where Rain felt a sudden jolt of sensation rush through his nerves. It was abrupt and gone just as quickly as it came. Rain blinked slowly a few times. The room was still kept dark by his heavy curtains, and Phantom was still curled up to him, tail draped across both of their bodies. Confusion might have knit itself into his face if he had had the energy to spare. He yawned for the umpteenth time that morning and let his lids draw closed again, brushing it off as a simple fluke.
Rain's breath caught in his throat when he pet over the little bit of frill that poked out. It was like being hit by lightening, evoking an immediate reaction in ever part of his body, leaving his skin hot and buzzing. The repetitive stroke over the soft tissue made his clit throb against the seam of his underwear, his underwear that was already starting to feel sticky. Phantom might as well have just slipped a hand between his thighs, what with the way he stroked his fins, it'd have the same effect. He screwed his eyes shut a bit tighter as embarrassment rushed over him like a tidal wave.
In a semi-awake state, when the feeling crashed into him again, he was aware of Phantom's curious touch provoking it. He must have just brushed over the slits on his ribs before but this was a much more deliberate skimming. The tips of his fingers following the way they curved over his side, still overall absentminded.
Oh fuck.
The water ghoul bit the inside of his cheek when Phantom almost dipped into the muscle but retreated just as quickly with a little gasp of surprise. Tight, he knew it was. Rain was horribly familiar with how it felt. He hated that his body almost tried to draw Phantom in deeper the first chance it got. It felt shameful on several levels; knowing he was that easy, knowing Phantom was entirely oblivious to water ghoul anatomy, knowing he was letting him continue despite the previous fact.
He felt dirty.
Like some pervert.
Sooner or later he'd soak through his briefs and then his pajamas, and Phantom would be made acutely aware of his little 'situation'. Rain stupidly squeezed his thighs together but the pressure wasn't direct enough. A smarter man would have settled for it, a smart man wouldn't be doing this in the first place, but he greedily slipped his tail around his body and pressed the space of it against his ache. His toes curled and he thanked everything below that the comforter was tucked up to his chin.
He'd have sworn up and down that no, he wasn't a pervert, in front of the clergy and Lucifer himself. He'd have lied through his teeth to save face. At any point up till then he could have grabbed the younger ghoul's wrist and stopped him in his tracks, before his sinless intentions drove him mad, but he hadn't. It had entirely slipped his sleep addled brain to even think of stopping him, and with such generous attention paid to his most sensitive fins, Rain's mind felt like it was starting to smooth over. Too clouded by lust for anything but the idea of thrill-seeking pleasure.
Some brazen part of him almost wanted to take Phantom by the hand and encourage him to explore further, to really feel inside him. He was smart enough not to. He had enough sanity not to.
Phantom's previous retreat only lasted all of a few seconds. He returned much more cautiously, testing his body's resistance to the intrusion of his little finger. Rain choked as he swallowed the spit flooding his mouth before he had a chance to drool on himself. Dew always mocked him for 'getting stupid' when his gills were played with. He hated that the fire ghoul was right. It was getting harder to remember to stifle each noise. He wasn't quiet, barely knew how to be. Swallowing down the need to moan was a chore all of its own.
His tail was forced to move at a pace that was agonizingly slow. If moving wouldn't disturb Phantom's fascination, he'd have blatantly shoved his hand down his pants to stroke his overly sensitive tdick between his fingers. The idea, the promise of relief, was taunting. He could almost feel his jaw creak with how hard he clenched it.
How did Phantom not realize how labored his breathing was? How did he not recognize the telltale salted scent of his arousal? He'd dripped through his underwear by that point. Was Phantom oblivious or purposefully ignoring the signs in favor of curiosity?
The words were on the tip of his tongue.
'Stop, 'm gonna cum, stop-'
But he couldn't get himself to say them. Not when Phantom's index and middle finger were being teased in, the stretch was white hot, mind numbing. Phantom let out a shaky breath like he'd been holding it, an astonished "fuck" hidden under his sigh. Rain wondered just if Phantom had just been waiting for the chance to finally touch him like this.
The thought of cumming like this was exhilarating. Twisted and depraved, but titillating nonetheless.
A whine threatened to bubble out of him when Phantom began petting over his interior membrane, over the deep base of his fins. Resisting the urge, the need, to rock his hips against the friction of his tail was taking up too much of his focus.
He wouldn't last. He didn't think he wanted to.
He was too far gone to stop it now.
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Flying High - Kinktober Day 1 (High Sex/Tentacles)
Summary: Phantom has never been alone with Rain while high. Heâs so damn beautiful, and Phantom is in way over his head. Luckily Rain has him, and a little surprise Phantom wasnât expecting. Rating: Explicit Pairing: Phantom (Aeon)/Rain Words: 1,659 Contains: High Sex, Marijuana, Transmasc Rain, Intersex Rain (tentacle, appendage and cunt are used for him), Unconventional Genitals, Dry Humping, Grinding, Mutual Masturbation (sort of), Dirty Talk, Pretty Rain
âIâm all for a little dry humping now and again,â he says, those graceful, dangerous hands reaching to slide Phantomâs sweats and underwear down below his cock, hooking the waistbands just underneath his balls, âBut I think this will feel much better, wonât it?â
Rain must think that Phantom is incapable of the fine motor skills needed to remove any clothingâprobably a correct assumption all things consideredâand reaches for his stupid tiny little shorts himself, pushing them down and revealing himself to Phantom.
It hits the Quintessence Ghoul that he actually hasnât seen Rain naked below the waist until now. His eyes nearly bug out of his head as he stares, taking in that wriggling appendage, slick and beautiful above Rainâs soaking cunt. The scent alone makes Phantomâs eyes cross. âOh God, oh fuckâ!â Phantom moans, bucking his hips against nothing, humping the air like a desperate dog.
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Itâs Phantomâs first time being like this.
Alright, thatâs not entirely true, heâs been high a handful of times, and heâs hung out alone with Rain plenty of times by now. Those two together, however? Never before.
He should know heâs high as a kite simply for the fact that heâs hyper aware of how high he is, hyper aware of everything around him, especially a touchy Water Ghoul who had smuggled some of the âgood stuffâ as he had called it out of Mountainâs stash and decided to share his bounty with Phantom.
Phantom should feel thankful that Rain decided to share with him over any of the other Ghouls, but all he can focus on is how much of Rainâs body is pressed to his and the sweet little sighs he makes as he exhales the hit before handing it back over to Phantom for him to do the same.
The Quintessence Ghoul is hard in his sweats, his erection pressing dutifully against the fabric, stretching it rather obscenely. Thatâs the problem heâs found with a certain amount of weed in his system. He goes from pleasantly high and loose to incredibly horny, something that apparently Rain shares.
âAnd Rainy here,â Swiss said one of the first times all the Ghouls decided to share some weed together, âCrosses the line from âIâm having a good timeâ to âbreed meâ after one hit too many.âÂ
That thought has never really left Phantomâs head. It surely isnât now, as Rain snuggles deeper into his side and stretches his toes out, the claws and webbing between them flashing out for a second as he lets out a content hum right into Phantomâs ear. The sound zings down his body and settles directly into his cock, kicking and leaking an embarrassing amount of precum into his underwear. Heâd be surprised if there wasnât a wet spot already showing on his sweats.
âIf youâre not gonna take another hit, give it back,â Rain says softly, and Phantom is suddenly rocketed out of the feelings in his cock, and back to the somehow still cool body of the Water Ghoul pressed against him.
It feels like it takes a monumental effort for Phantom to move his eyes in Rainâs direction, and when their eyes finally meet, the young Quint knows it was a mistake. Those sweet cerulean eyesâalways looking watery no doubt due to Rainâs natureâframed by dark thick lashes look expectantly up at him, and Phantom completely forgets what he was supposed to be doing. His traitorous eyes slowly follow Rainâs beautiful aquiline nose, smattered with bright freckles that stand out against his blue tinged skin, down to his plump little lips, made even plumper by Rainâs little pout.
His cock kicks as he completely forgets he exists for a bright flash of a moment, the thought of those plump lips taking in his cock and sucking for all theyâre worth overtaking him.
His throbs sharply and blurts more precum into his underwear, moaning and not even realizing heâs done it until Rain speaks again.
âBug?â He asks softly with a slight giggle, tilting his head, and Phantom zooms back into the present again.
Fuck, heâs so high.
Heâs so hard.
Rain is so pretty.
The Water Ghoul giggles again. âThank you, Ant.â
Oh shit, did he say that out loud?
Rain shifts so heâs turned more on his side, reaching up to take the still burning joint out of Phantomâs hand before taking another hit himself, looking up at Phantom more through those damnable eyelashes as he does.Â
The sound Phantom makes as he watches those lips purse around the blunt is stupid.
The Water Ghoul breathes out a true laugh then, and carefully reaches to an ashtray on the side table near them to snuff out the joint before they waste any more. It must be clear to Rain that Phantom isnât going to have any more.
âOh~â he coos, and Phantom blinks, having caught up with himself again. Itâs one thing heâs not super fond of when heâs this high. Swiss had called it, âplugging back into the Matrixâ but he hadnât understood at the time.
Heâs since seen the movie and can attest that itâs exactly what it feels like.
âLook at you, so hardâŚ.â Rain says, and the Quintessence Ghoul would compare him to a cat thatâs found something interesting to play with were he of a mind to string that many thoughts together. As for right now, the only thing heâs thinking is that Rain is staring at the obvious bulge in his sweats, and reaching for it.
He whines when Rain makes contact, and then he suddenly canât take it anymore. Phantom moves suddenly, faster than Rain probably thinks he should be able to considering how high he is, and ends up pinning the other Ghoul into the couch by his shoulders.
Rain doesnât seem concerned however, since he simply laughs and reaches up to grip Phantomâs shoulders as well. âYou wanna fool around?â He asks, as if it isnât obvious, as if he doesnât know how much heâs made Phantomâs cock dribble into his underwear.Â
âYesâ Phantom breathes out in a rush, and itâs the first word heâs been cognizant enough to realize heâs said in who knows how long.Â
He prays to the Dark Lord that he doesnât unplug from the Matrix again too soon.
Rainâs smirk is probably meant to be dangerous, but his stupid full lips make it look cuter than it ought to, more demure than wicked. But the look in his eyes says anything but docile, as do the hands that trail down Phantomâs chest and tweak his nipples through his shirt.
âR-rain~â Phantom moans, grinding his hips against the Water Ghoulâs.
âYeah, baby?â Rain asks, sounding perfectly content and not as high as he should. Phantomâs head spins. Is he a lightweight?
Phantom canât stop the grinding of his hips even if he wants to, and if he were to really pay attention, heâd notice that the wriggling feeling of where their crotches meet is not what he expects.
Instead heâs focused on how hard he is, how pretty Rain is, and how much the weed in his system had made him a horny stupid mess.
The Water Ghoul thankfully takes mercy on him in some capacity, as he hums and moans softly, bucking his hips against Phantomâs for a few blissful, glorious moments before using his not so insignificant strength to pull Phantomâs hips away.
âIâm all for a little dry humping now and again,â he says, those graceful, dangerous hands reaching to slide Phantomâs sweats and underwear down below his cock, hooking the waistbands just underneath his balls, âBut I think this will feel much better, wonât it?â
Rain must think that Phantom is incapable of the fine motor skills needed to remove any clothingâprobably a correct assumption all things consideredâand reaches for his stupid tiny little shorts himself, pushing them down and revealing himself to Phantom.
It hits the Quintessence Ghoul that he actually hasnât seen Rain naked below the waist until now. His eyes nearly bug out of his head as he stares, taking in that wriggling appendage, slick and beautiful above Rainâs soaking cunt. The scent alone makes Phantomâs eyes cross. âOh God, oh fuckâ!â Phantom moans, bucking his hips against nothing, humping the air like a desperate dog.
Rain laughs again, and itâs such a melodic sound even if heâs making fun of Phantom. âBlasphemy~â he teases.
The young Quint whines, screwing his eyes shut. âDonât care, donât care, just fuck meâfuck me !â
Heâd be embarrassed by his eagerness were he not so goddamn turned on, the floating feeling so far away, his brain and body consumed with want and need and Rainâs tentacle and cunt.Â
âOh, Bug,â Rain teases lightly, reaching to bring Phantomâs bucking hips near his own. That sweet, wet little appendage wraps around what parts of Phantomâs cock it can, while Rainâs hand encircles them both, dragging the slick from both of them up and down in a slow drag. âI thought youâd never askâŚâ
Phantomâs eyes cross again.Â
That melodic laugh catches his ear again, and heâd shut his eyes were they not now glued on Rainâs hand tugging them both faster, seemingly not in the mood to stretch the time out. Phantom is perfectly content with that as he starts to thrust his hips, babbling something probably embarrassing as he does so. He doesnât care. Rainâs tentacle is pulsing and swirling around him in tandem with the Water Ghoulâs hand, and the wet squelching makes his balls ache.
âRain, unholy shit!â he whines, trying to rut faster, and said Ghoul just bats his eyelashes at him.
âYou like?â He asks lightly, as if he already doesnât fucking know.
Phantom doesnât have any words anymore, and he just nods, humping his little heart out as he stares. With how vigorous his hips move, his balls slap against Rainâs cunt, the sound so wet and filthy that Phantom swears under his breath again. âF-fuck! So good, RainâŚ.. please! â He doesnât even really know what heâs asking for.
âCum, Bug,â Rain hisses with a sharp smile, tugging and pulsing his tentacle faster. âCum on my tentacle~â
The younger Ghoul starts to whine, feeling his orgasm start to pulse deep within his core, racing like fire up his spine until it feels like itâs boiling his brain. He chants Rainâs name under his breath like a prayer, wanting everything that the Water Ghoul will give him.
And Rain, demon that he is, simply reaches up and tugs Phantomâs chin down to force the other Ghoul to look into his bright eyes. He whispers sharply. âBe a good boy and blow your load on it, and maybe Iâll use your cum to fuck you with it afterwards.â
And of course, all Phantom can do, is obey.
#ghost bc#the band ghost#nameless ghouls#ghost band#rain x phantom#rain x aeon#phantom x rain#aeon x rain#rain ghoul#phantom ghoul#aeon ghoul#ghost fanfiction#Kinktober 2023#rain/phantom#rain/aeon#phantom/rain#aeon/rain#my writing
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Phantom: You're so beautiful Phantom: You look like a piece from the rain and sauce era Rain: I'm sorry, what era? Phantom: The ray and sorts Phantom: Rein a source Phantom: Ran in socks Phantom: You know, with the hands reaching and the famous painter Leonardo DiCaprio and stuff? Rain: Do you mean RENAISSANCE??
#phantom ghoul#aeon ghoul#Rain ghoul#the band ghost#ghost ghouls#nameless ghouls#ghost bc#ghost band#Ghoul Shenanigans (TM)#Rain/Phantom
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Ghostober / Day 12 - Orgasm Denial & Sex Toy
Phantom couldn't resist Rain's invitation and got wrecked like never before đŚ
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#rain ghoul#phantom ghoul#aeon ghoul#rain/phantom#ghostober 2023#ghostober#kinktober#fanart#ghost band fanart#nameless ghouls#sketch#the band ghost#ghost bc#illustration#my art#nsft#raintom
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Rating: Explicit
Relationship(s): Aeon/Rain + Mountain, Mountain/Rain
Tags: cuckolding, transmasc rain, quintessence use/quintosis, dubious consent, oral sex, degradation, feminization, vaginal sex, objectification, creampie, possessive mountain, aeon calls mountain a 'dog' multiple times but there's no pet play.
Words: 7242
Notes: a collab with my dear friend @divine-misfortune; what started as a half-screamed DM turned into a full-ass fic. Sometimes you just have to make Mountain super fucking angry. As a treat.
In hindsight, Mountain should have known better. Should have known better than to barge in without a plan to reclaim what was his, so mindlessly driven by the scorching demands of jealousy as he was. Once he snatched Rain away from the Aeon's unworthy claws, all would be on its way to well. Or so he thought.Â
#the band ghost#mountain ghoul#aeon ghoul#phantom ghoul#rain ghoul#transmasc rain#aeon/rain#rain/phantom#mountain/rain#rain/phantom + mountain#rain/aeon + mountain#cw: cuckolding#cw: degradation#kinktober#kinktober 2024#ghostober#ghostober 2024#crow writes#the band ghost fanfic#fic collab#cw: feminization#cw: dubcon
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And the Ghouls are done! They are all soooo,,, twirls hair,,,, Tell me who's your favorite!!! And don't be afraid to ask for my ghouls head canons!!! I'd love to share <33333
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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.
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"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."
#st-speaks#ghost#the band ghost#ghost fic#ghost fanfiction#ghost headcanons#rain ghoul#phantom ghoul#aeon ghoul#rain/phantom#rain/aeon#rain x phantom#rain x aeon#nameless ghouls#cw: piss
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đ˝đIT'S GHOVIE DAY! đ˝đ
Here we have everyone gathered to enjoy themselves and their participation in the movie, as well as the previous Papas being overjoyed for their brother's debut!đ¤ You can see the love oozing from them
To anyone going to see the Ghovie in LA - I will be giving little mini prints of this illustration, so see you then! :' )
And to everyone, tag your spoilers and have a lot fun!đ¤
#the band ghost#ghost the band#ghost the band bc#the band ghost bc#Papa Emeritus I#Papa Emeritus Primo#Papa Emeritus II#Papa Emeritus Secondo#Papa Emeritus III#Papa Emeritus Terzo#Papa Emeritus IV#Cardinal Copia#Copia#Papa Nihil#Papa Emeritus Zero#Sister Imperator#Mr. Saltarian#Nameless ghouls#Aurora Ghoulette#Swiss Ghoul#Rain Ghoul#Cirrus Ghoulette#Cumulus Ghoulette#Phantom Ghoul#Dewdrop Ghoul#Mountain Ghoul#ghost bc fanart#ghost fanart#rite here rite now#ghovie
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realizations
so anyway I've been trying to decide on my designs the ghouls
#the band ghost#nameless ghouls#sodo#mountain#rain#aether#cumulus#cirrus#swiss#phantom#aurora#sunshine#papa emeritus iv#omega#ghoulette#homestuck#takes me back...#art#tpq art
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