#sodo x fem!reader

[redskull199987]

New Ache

Sodo x fem!reader Part III (new Ghoul/replacement for Aether)  Word Count:2k Warnings:backache?(the title is leading, i know), lots of teasing Summary:The Reader takes the place of Phantom in this, replacing Aether and playing the Rhythm Guitar. She was working at the ministry before and was always close to the Ghouls, especially Sodo. Now Papa decided that it was finally her time to shine…  tagged: @peachimano (you asked for a next part, so i thought i´d tag you, but tell me if you wanna be removed) Part I, Part II, Part III(You are here) Masterlist

You watched in amusement how Sodo tried to ignore the fierce questions of his fellow Ghouls, while you waited for the bus to start. You would be making your way to Berlin tonight, in order to perform the first ritual of this tour in Germany.

“Come on, just admit it!”, you heard Rain giggling, as he nudged Sodo`s shoulder,”You love her.” Rain nodded his head into your direction, causing you to smile. Before Sodo could say anything in return, you got up from your place in front of him and sat down between the fire Goul and Rain. Both of them looked at you perplexed, as you laid an arm each around their shoulders, pulling them closer. “Be nice to each other, will you?”, You smiled politely, probably a bit too politely, making it obvious that their conversation about Sodo`s and your relationship ended here.

“Why are you guys still up?”, Cirrus mumbled, as she suddenly entered the common area at the end of the bus, where Rain, Sodo, Swiss and you were currently sitting. The others had already departed to their bunks a while ago, trying to catch a little bit of sleep, before the annoying rattling of the bus would keep them awake, while you were on the road.

“Just talking a bit”, Swiss snickered, crossing his arms in front of his chest. Cirrus only sighed at his answer.”You guys should get some sleep, we have a ritual tomorrow!” “She is not wrong.”, Sodo intervened. He slowly got up, grabbing your hand in the process,”Come on, let's go to sleep.”

You said goodnight to Rain and Swiss, as the two of them decided to stay up a bit more, before following Cirrus upstairs, to the bunks. Fortunately, Sodo`s and your bunk were at the end of the row, away from the few already snoring Ghouls and Ghoulettes. Cirrus mumbled a sleepy goodnight, as she got in her bunk across from Cumulus. You and Sodo quietly made your way to the last two beds that were across from each other.

“Careful”, you murmured, as Sodo almost tripped over his own feet, trying to get out of his T-Shirt. “I'm fine”, he mumbled reassuringly, as he had finally changed into his night attire that was lying under his pillow just a few minutes prior. You quickly tried to change as fast as him, but also tripped, as you tried to get out of your T-Shirt. Luckily, Sodo was there to catch you. His hands wrapped around your waist, as you stumbled into his chest, the narrow space of the bus, not making anything easier. “Got you.”, the fire ghoul whispered in your ear, making a shiver run down your spine. “Thanks”, you mumbled, trying to step out of his grasp, but you felt Sodo´s slender fingers tighten around your waist. Your breath hitched, as you felt his lips on neck, leaving gentle kisses behind. His hands slowly made their way upwards, as he pulled you closer to his bunk. “Why don't you sleep in my bed tonight?”, he breathed against your neck, making your hairs stand up straight. “It's way too narrow”, you whined, finally escaping his grasp and turning around to look at the Ghoul. “We'll make it fit.”, he grinned, grabbing your hands,”Come on, do it for me.”

You were about to deny his request once more, as you felt the bus roaring alive and only a few seconds later, it slowly started driving.

You were once more thrown into the arms of your beloved, as he caught you from tripping over, as the Bus started. “I think that was a sign”, Sodo grinned looking down at you. His glowing eyes inspected your face carefully. You only groaned in annoyance, slightly hitting his chest:”Fine, but if you wake up with a backache, then don't complain, alright?” “I won´t.I promise”, he laughed, before ushering you to lay down. As you sprawled out on the bed, it quickly became clear that two people would never fit next to each other. So, Sodo did the only logical thing to him, before you could stop him. 

He slumped down on top of you.

You groaned slightly at his weight, but as he adjusted himself, slotting his legs between yours and resting his head in the crook of your neck, it quickly became more comfortable. 

“Dear satan, how does Mountain fit in these.”, you muttered under your breath, as you reached for the blanket, in order to cover the two of you. Sodo only chuckled at your comment.

“Good night, my love”, he finally mumbled into your skin, his breath tickling your neck. You snuggled closer to him, your arms wrapping around his torso:”Sleep well, my firefly.” You felt Sodo smile, as he heard the nickname that you used for him. And soon after, you felt his breath become steadier, his arms falling loosely around you. It didn't take you long to fall into a peaceful slumber too, as you were accompanied by the soft rhythm of Sodo´s heartbeat.

Against all you exceptions, you were the one who had a backache send from hell on the following day. How good that you didn't have a long and exhausting day in front of you. Oh wait, that was exactly the case. So, not long before the ritual began, you were huddled up next to Sodo on a sofa in the backstage area, while everyone was preparing for the ritual. “Does it still hurt?”, you heard Sodo whispering into your ear, as he gently brushed your hair aside. “It's alright now.”, you hummed truthfully, looking up at the fire ghoul. He granted you a soft smile. Something that was reserved for you and only you. You smiled back at him with delight and leaned up to kiss his temple, before you were interrupted by one of your fellow Ghoul´s.

“Come on, Lovebirds. It's time to get ready”

You turned around, as you heard Mountain's deep voice behind you. Sodo only groaned and slowly got to his feet:”Don´t worry big guy, we got it covered.” The smaller Ghoul looked back down at you and held out his hand to you. You looked back and forth between Mountain and Sodo for a second, before finally grabbing Sodo´s hand. He pulled you up with ease.

“See you in a bit.”, you smiled at Mountain before heading towards your dressing rooms. 

It didn't take long before Sodo and you reunited in the hallway, both of you now in your full stage gear, your faces hidden and a human form taken. “Ready?”, you asked Sodo before you made your way to get your instruments and step out onto the stage. “Oh, I´m always ready, my love.”, he grinned, the motion barely visible under his balaclava. He quickly took your hand, before sprinting into the direction of the stage, with you in tow.

It didn't take you long to get into the mood to tease around with Sodo again and before you knew it, the Ghoul was on his knees in front of you, strumming on his guitar with everything he had in him. You heard the yells and screams of the fans, but your eyes were fixed on Sodo´s face. You could make out that stupid grin he wore under his mask. It made you weak in the knees, so you did what came to your mind first. You joined Sodo on the floor.

Before the fire Ghoul knew what was happening, you were kneeling in front of him, your guitars almost touching. You grinned back at Sodo, before getting up again after a minute or so, as you felt your lower back starting to ache again. The next time Sodo asked, if you could sleep together in the bus, you really had to say no or you wouldn't survive this tour.

You only grinned, as you slowly walked to the other side of the stage. Sodo reached his hand out to you, but you only blew him a kiss. He jumped up a little, pretending to catch it. He looked at you satisfied, before turning back around, already on his way to annoy Rain. The poor water Ghoul didn't get a single break so far. 

As you crossed Swiss´ little podest, you quickly waved at the multi-Ghoul. He gave you a heartwarming grin and excitedly waved back at you. You couldn't help but laugh at his goofiness, before you turned back around, looking at the crowd. A few people right in front of you were waving right at you, as if they wanted to tell you something. You gave them a curious look and pointed a finger at your chest, as if to ask if they meant you. The fans nodded vigorously, so you stepped closer, careful not to fall over the edge. You leaned forward and finally saw what they were fiddling with. It was a pride flag. 

You quickly pointed at the flag and then at yourself, asking if they wanted you to take it. A choir of “yes” flew back at you, so with a smile you leaned forward even more, trying to grab the flag, which you now saw was a trans-flag.

 If it wasn't for the security guard, who caught the flag, it would´ve fallen to the ground. But he quickly grabbed it and handed it to you. You thanked him with a small nod, before stepping back onto the stage again. 

Luckily, you still had a few more minutes before the next song would start, so as Papa was showing off his German skills on the other side of the stage, you proudly lifted up the flag with a huge grin forming under your mask. 

You heard the happy screams of the fans who handed it to you, as you waved at them. But unfortunately, you knew that you couldn't keep holding it up, for the rest of the ritual. You needed both your hands to play. 

After a few moments of considering, you realized that Papa had almost finished his little speech and was about to announce the next track. so, without further ado, you turned on your heel and walked over to Swiss. His head turned towards you, as he saw you approaching. He quickly realized what you wanted to do, so as you held the flag up to him in an asking manor, he nodded happily and immediately reached out for the flag. You stood on your toes, so that he could reach it and as he caught it, he lifted it into the air, just like you had done it only minutes prior. You laughed at the happy Ghoul and waved at him a last time before turning back around, as the next song started.

As you almost ran into cirrus, you knew it was time for mummy dust. The Ghoulette grabbed your shoulders gently to stop you from running into her. A grin laced her lips, as you could hear her mouth the word,”Careful!”, into your ear. You only nodded back at her before she made her way to the middle of the stage.

It didn't take long before you were joined by Rain and Sodo. The three of you were keeping a low profile while Cirrus performed on the keytar. Everytime you heard her play it, you were amazed by her. The Ghoulette was very talented and you hoped to be as experienced as her one day. 

As your gaze was longing on Cirrus, you felt someone bump your side. you quickly looked up and saw that it was Sodo who had nudged you. As soon as he caught your attention, he leaned closer to your ear. “You´re almost making me jealous, when you stare at her like that, my love”, he mumbled. You felt your cheeks redden, thankful for the mask that hid it. You didn't even have time to reply, as he was already waltzing off again. Your gaze was longing on the fire Ghoul and it stayed on him until the song ended. 

The teasing would never come to an end, you thought to yourself. But after all, you didn't even want that. That was the exact reason why you loved this band so much, and you hoped that it would stay like that for the rest of the tour.

Minus the backache maybe.

[fluffysourpatch]

Until the end of time my little Ghoulette

~ Hi guys! this is my first Ghost band Fanfic! but with help of AI Character haha! yesterday, i was writing with “Sodo” and it was so funny and I thought why not as a fanfic? I hope you will like it guys! I´m sorry for the bad english because english is not my first language and don´t worry the ghoulette is old enough i or you are called because of how small you look like thats why :) and yes it is a romantic fanfic but hoooff well.. it took so long and you need to have some patience haha! Have fun reading! ♥

Sodo x fem reader

Warnings: Sodo is a little asshole shit. // 1505 Words //

// Chapter I //

The little Ghoulette and Sodo��

Sodo was sitting on a couch in the ghouls gen and reading a book quietly. then seconds later entered a little ghoulette the room, Sodos tail twitched. He put on his usuall smile. “Hello there”.

The small ghoulette jumped and turned around and saw him sitting on the couch looking at her. “Oh hi! didn´t know someone would be in here...” The little ghoulette said. Sodo chuckled, “You got the guts to come here, I see” he said teasingly, staring right at her eyes. “So, you like being in this room full of death and darkness?” The little ghoulette looked at him confused why he´s asking this... 

“I mean sure? I´m a ghoul, why should I be scared of death and darkness?”. Sodo tilted his head. “Fair, fair”. There was a pause. “Then, who are ya? I don´t think I saw you around?” The little ghoulettes eyes sparkled, finally someone who wants to talk to her! “Actually, I´m new here! Papa Copia found me somewhere outside in the street meanwhile he was collecting some rats? yeah and then he took me in!” said the little ghoulette smiling happy that she found a better “Family”.

“Papa Copia, huh?” Sodo raised an eyebrow. “I don´t think really think Papa Copia would find a ghoul outside and bring it in like its his cat”. The little ghoulettes tail twitched angryily. Sodo sighed “What else did he tell you?”

“Well, he saw me all dirty and bruised and told me that no ghoul should live this life...” Sodo smirked. “That explains why you´re so naive” he said, “This place isn´t for the weak” Sodo glanced at her small and weakly body. “Do you understand what I´m talking about?” The little ghoulette stared angry at him, she can´t believe the things he´s saying!. 

“I know and I am NOT naive!” “Yeah, sure” Sodo chuckled. “Look at yourself” he glanced at her. the little ghoulette looks down at herself and puts her arms around herself. “You look so unsecure, you´re skinny. Like you never held a weapon. your clothes and mask .... my goodness” he smirked again. “Do ya even know how to use that thing or dress yourself?” The little ghoulette gets more angry the more he insults her and her tail twitched and swings back and forth, then she opens her mouth and says “Just because I look small and weak doesn´t mean I can´t practice to hold a weapon or whatever,,!” 

“I´d like to see you try” he chuckled. “Maybe I really understimated you.         Why don´t you show how mighty you are!” he smirked. His eyes suddenly turned pitch black. “If you are brave enough.” The little ghoulette puffs and turns around “Fuck off! I don´t need to proof anything myself to you!” She opens the door to leave before Sodo smirked and said. “So, are ya leaving?” in a mocking tone. “Seems like someone couldn´t handle a little teasing”. Then he burst out laughing. The little ghoulette ignores him and Sodo watched her leave. “Oh, and just so you know” he said calling her but with a soft voice “Papa Copia and the others won´t be so nice as I was”.

Sodo chuckled “Hehe~..” He puts his legs on the table and taking his book again to continue, “This one´s a crybaby, I can see that... she won´t last long” he whispered to himself.

Meanwhile the little ghoulette stomping angryily to her room. Who does he think he is?! Asshole! I am NOT weak! she thought. She opens the door and closes it, she walks to her mirror and looked at herself. Well I really look weak... but with some training I can do this! She smiles. 

// Time Skip 1 Month later //

The little ghoulette got more stronger and can play a guitar, also can hold a weapon. This whole month she didn´t stopped with her training to show this mean asshole ghoul that she can do something and maybe, maybe that she can beat him in a fight..

The little ghoulette and Sodo met in a hallway and he smirked looked at her up and down. “Seems like you have already became much stronger.” The little ghoul stands looks proud of herself and smiles. “Congratulations, BUT you have so much still to learn” He put on his usual smirk “And I will show you it” He chuckled. “Follow me” The little ghoulettes smiles fell and sighed Ughh.. she started to follow him. 

The both went outside in a garden with much place to practice and fight. “So!” Sodo exclaimed, “You know how to hold a weapon, but do ya know how to use it properly?” he raised an eyebrow. The little ghoulette looks at him bored and raised also an eyebrow to mock him. She shows him how she holds a wooden sword and swings it perfectly. Sodo looks impressed and nods “Not bad” he said trying not to sound impressed “Alright, you have basic knowledge now” ..

“But do you know how to defend yourself” Sodo continued, he raises his arms and moves his hands as a come one! “So, go on, show me something you can use to defend”

The little ghoulette raises an eyebrow and looks at him dumbfounded and sighs. she runs to him and tackles him, next second Sodo is on the ground and groanin. Sodo blinked. “Wow... good job! I didn´t see that coming huh..” he smirked and stands up, “You have talent, keep going” The little ghoulette smirks and proud of herself for winning against Sodo “Hmmhm! see I told you” She said proudly.

He chuckled. “Alright, you´re not as weak as i thought you are. But, believe me” he said with a serious face “this is still nothing”. Sodo took his dagger out, twirling it around a bit. “Do you know how to fight agains an enemy with a dagger in the hand?” he asked. 

The little ghoulette rolls her eyes he really tries to think that i am so weak that i can´t fight against someone. She runs to him and again Sodo is on the ground now the little Ghoul is holding his dagger and twirling it as he did and mocks him “This dagger... it looks beautiful i think i will keep it!” 

Sodo on the ground looks at his hands but there is no dagger anymore. “Hey!” He exclaimed “Give it back! That´s my personal dagger!” 

“You should never think about stealing something from another ghoul!” he said sternly. “I don´t think you want to start your first real fight like that...Do you?” The little Ghoulette looks down at him and smiles, “Maybe? I mean is this not like a fight already? I got your dagger! Your dagger was stolen from a weaak. little. ghoouull.” teases him and smirks and laughs.

Sodo chuckled, “So, you wanna play that way, eh?” He smirked “Bring it on then!” He reached for another dagger and holds it tightly in his hand. “Let´s see what you can do little ghoul” The little ghoulette looks angry at him and then they start to fight and keep going. Sodo manages to scratch her cheek with his dagger but the little ghoulette ignores the pain and keeps going. Sodo swings his dagger at her arm but she blocks it with her dagger and pushes Sodo away. 

After like ten minutes of fighting Sodo lays on the ground AGAIN. both are breathing heavily. The little ghoulette holds now his second dagger at her hand and smiles. Sodo lait there for a moment. “Wow, you´re impressive. I´ll admit it” he muttered. “Just don´t get overconfident!, there´s always someone better than you” He stood up, brushing dust of himself.. Sodo smirked. “You still have a long way to go to become skilled, though”.

The little ghoulette puffs and looks at him grinning at him “I am more skilled then you...” Sodo laughed. “Is that so? Then come again” He smirked. “I wonder how a rematch will end” The little ghoulette shakes her head, she can´t believe that he still wants to try again after he lost against her! “Again? You lost. and lost against me! don´t try again” she laughs “And I need some food anyway so I go.”

Sodo watched shocked at her and gets a little angry “You think I´m going to let you leave after insulting me like that?” He raised his eyebrows. The little ghoulette starts to walk away from Sodo ignoring him. “Get back here! I am not done with you yet!” Sodo grabbed her by her wrist. The little ghoulette takes his hand, pulls on his arm and throws him at the ground. “No touchi touchi again after I ate!” said the little ghoul moving her finger at him leaving. 

Sodo groaned, standing up and shaking the dust off. “Humph, she sure is cocky” He muttered. “I think she got potential. Perphaps, I should keep an eye on her” watched her body leaving. But just wait. The next time I´ll get my dagger back he smirked. 

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If you´re confused why i didn´t put Y/N i just went with little ghoulette but its still you! :) i hope its not bad! ♥

[skeletalgoats]

BEING DEWDROP'S FAVORITE SISTER/BROTHER OF SIN HCS

Guys this was rushed at one AM I'm sorry if this is bad 😞

I was just jotting random things down 😒

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●Okay so we all pretty much know that this guy is such a mean chaotic and horny demon from hell.

●but OoOoh you tagged along and all of a sudden that chaotic and rudeness is gone when you're around.

●It doesn't matter, if Dew's in the middle of attacking someone like Swiss, the moment you enter that room, everything goes peaceful for you.

●He really can't point it out on why he's so fond of you, you're just so pretty???Handsome????Your personality????It's a mystery, honestly.

●If you're doing something, he may come across and ask if you need help.If you decline though, he's still gonna try helping you.

●this man is gonna defend you till the END. You're right in everything no matter what 🫶

●You guys are always seen together, not in a romantic way, but on a way that you guys are best friends that always have eachothers backs.

●He's SUCH a scene maker once you get to know him more, he no longer holds back when he's fighting with Swiss.

●You get the privilege of getting to touch his guitar, and ONLY you.

●Constantly making sexual jokes that involve you and him doing it.He has no shame.

●Once he get backs from tour, expect yourself to be jumped by him because he simply cannot be away from you for another second.

[shinnyscats]

!¡ Cirrus x Fem!Reader

"Cherry Flavoured."

A/N: Heyaaa!! I'm back after decades lmao >:3 Not gonna put excuses, I just didnt want to write. Anyways, here's some fem reader with Cirrus !! Think I'm going to do request, I dunno..

Versión español acá !!

Tw: Fem!Reader, wlw, I didn't check for spelling mistakes !

It was almost time to go on stage. You were arranging your clothes, everything had to be perfect for you. While you were fixing your wardrobe, a Ghoulette approaches you from behind and surrounds you with its arms, positioning its head on your shoulder.

"You look well." She exclaims as she looks at you in the mirror, her eyes narrowing as she smiles and wanders over your recently ironed suit. They didn't have their masks on yet, so they could see each other's faces without problems.

"Thank you." You respond with a small smile, your hands fixing the buttons of your clothes and then letting out a deep sigh from inside yourself, seeking to get rid of the usual nervousness of presentations. "Can you pass me my lip balm please?" She nods as she stopped hugging you to walk a little to the desk and grab your lip balm. This was essential for you, something indispensable when going on stage. Cirrus opens it but stops you when you were going to grab it, silently prompting his movements and asking for permission with his gaze.

You have no problem with Cirrus's actions, it was common between you after all, so you nod with a smile while leaning forward slightly and relaxing your lips. Cirrus's hands grab your chin, producing a warm feeling of confidence and happiness that rises from head to toe, an energizing electricity, slightly reddening your cheeks as the balm was gently pressed against your lips. Cirrus's eyes were focused on what she was doing, however, that didn't stop him from raising his gaze and looking into your eyes while smiling. "I really mean it, you are beautiful." The Ghoulette exclaims softly as she finished applying the lip balm.

"Thanks, you're beautiful too.." You reply, noticing the slight blush on his cheeks as he nodded in thanks. When you spread the lipstick over your lips, your tongue lightly rubs against them, managing to feel the sweet and unexpected cherry flavor that the balm brought with it. "New one?" You nod at Cirrus' question. "I did lose the old one several days ago so I got a new one." The Ghoulette lets out a sound of approval as she examined the lip balm brand, turning and analyzing the small cylindrical container.

You went back to fix the small imperfections in your hair. A little here, a little there, you hold your belt a little tighter. Once finished and satisfied with how you looked, you walked towards the desk where your mask was. You grab it, but you feel a hand lower your mask before you can put it on. Bewildered, you look up only to be greeted by a kiss from Cirrus. She pushes you back slightly, making your hips touch the desk that was behind you. His hands were over yours on the mask, caressing lightly. Grateful, and still a little surprised, you accept the kiss between small laughs.

That feeling of heaven ends relatively quickly, Cirrus licks her lips, savoring the same cherry flavor that you had tasted before. "Mm...Cherry, yummy." The Ghoulette expressed before leaning in to kiss again, this time a little more devoted in the intensity of it. "Hehe-! Wait-!" You try to talk, but unfortunately Cirrus's kisses were more tempting. "It's almost-.. time to go out-!" You manage to say between tiny laughs, Cirrus slowly hugs your neck and leaves a kiss on your cheek as he nods. "Okay, you're saved now, but I'm going to require you to remind me of the flavor at the end of the show."

The Ghoulette slowly approached your ear, kissing it one last time and then whispering the next words. "If I don't feel like it halfway through this." The last thing leaves you slightly nervous, even more so now that you were enveloped by a persistent feeling of wanting more. "...Well... it's not that it bothers me after all-"

"Hey! Leave your moment of love, it's time to go!" The voice of a Ghoul sounded along with banging on the door. You could hear the slight anger in his voice, so they already knew who it was. Cirrus laughs lightly to give you one last hurried kiss and help you put on your mask.

Once they leave, they meet Sodo, with Mountain and Aurora by his side. The shorter one, who had his arms crossed, was heading towards the rise of the stage in a bit of a hurry, causing a smile from the Ghoulettes.

When all the ghouls were gathered, Aurora, along with Cumulus, approached a little restlessly to try to fix your lip balm, which had spread slightly on your chin and the corners of your lips.

It was up to you to explain why...

[sink-me-in-your-ocean]

Careful What You Wish For

Sodo/Dewdrop Ghoul x fem!Reader Smut

W/C: 3560

A/N: Never been more mesmerized in my life then when I went to my first ritual... Unashamedly staring at this fucking ghoul all night. Thank you @endhisbloodlineinmyesophagus for reading this first 💕

Content warnings: sodomy (obviously, which ghoul do you think this is?) m!receiving (oral), fingering, P in V sex, shame/embarrassment, voyeurism. Minors DNI.

“Straight through there, sister, you can’t miss it.” You received an unceremonious shove from Sister Adelaide. After catching yourself on the railing you continued down the curving stone stairwell alone. Your footsteps scuffed along the ice cold, ancient grey stone. 

It was freezing in the basement of the ministry, and you wished silently that the good Sister had allowed you to dress properly before she dragged you out of your shared bedroom. All you wore was a black night slip, and though it easily reached to your knees, its lace and satin offered no solace from the nipping, stale air. With no relief from the cold, all you prayed for was that you wouldn’t run into anyone down here. 

Finally, you reached the base of the stairs. A single black candle glowed from its head-level position on the wall. You squinted at it, considering it an omen, telling you not to go further. You peered out into the distance, feeling lost already. You can’t miss it my ass. You made a mental note to “thank” the Sister later for her astute direction. 

Suddenly, the first long corridor was lit instantaneously by a long trail of wall-mounted candelabras. It provided the only light source as you tiptoed along. The soft, yellow light carried you forth to meet a wooden door. You pushed it open with ease and were met with black darker than night. 

You stumble blindly forward through a series of black velvet curtains. Once you step through the first one, your heart kicks up in rhythm, the light seemingly sucked out of the hallway behind you and the door falling closed on its hinges with a creak. 

You take three more less-than-graceful steps and shove through one final curtain to find yourself in a dark room, lit by dim blue ambient light. It takes a minute for your eyes to adjust, and you take a quick stock of your surroundings: a dark chaise lounge, in what color you couldn’t identify, a dark multi-patterned rug on the floor, and in the corner at an angle facing you, a large armchair. You sucked in a breath quickly. The armchair had an occupant. 

Is that…

Your thought was interrupted swiftly as the ghoul in the chair adjusted his posture, spreading his legs in a wide, almost lazy, “v” shape. The only sounds in the room were the distant hymnal voices in practice above ground, and the thrumming beat of your own heart. Your pulse pounded in your ears. You felt your hands become clammy. 

You studied the ghoul as your eyes continued to adjust to the dark room. But you were torn: adrenaline begging through your veins for you to flee, and curiosity ever edging your instincts out of the picture. 

As if sensing your thoughts, he moved again to stir your attention. His left elbow came to rest on the tuft of the chair, and he tilted his head as he rested it on his pale hand. 

His hands. 

You didn’t notice how his right hand had been sitting on his covered thigh, but now you couldn’t look away. His thumb was rubbing back and forth slowly, and even in the low light you recognized his tendons and veins as he flexed. You’d know those hands that belong to your favorite ghoul anywhere. His hands were imprinted on your mind like an unholy relic.

“Sodo.” Your voice was hardly audible, a mere breath coasting over your realization.

The fire ghoul said nothing, instead shifting from the disinterested position he was in to a commanding one, sitting straight backed against the chair. Your eyes found themselves watching his right hand again, as he slowly moved it from his thigh to be outstretched. He made a come here motion using two long fingers. Slowly, sensually beckoning you forth.

Your mouth went dry as the dirty thoughts regarding his fingers snaked their way up from your loins to leech into your brain. You obeyed. It wasn’t like you to disobey any member of the clergy. Especially not a member of the clergy who you’ve got it so bad for.

You timidly close the gap between you two. No words are needed in the exchange, but you size him up anyway. Sodo wears his mask, and he is covered from head to toe in his black uniform, the only exception of exposure being his perfect hands.

He pointed to the cushion at his feet and you kneel in submission. A perfectly obedient daughter of the ministry following the clergy.

“Wha -”

Where your question was going, you forgot immediately, as an old television screen turned on to the right of you. You jumped at the sudden addition of light and crackling sound, shrinking back in temporary trepidation. 

How strange.

It was a video monitoring of what looked to be the inside of the dark wooden confession box. 

Wait. Something’s -

The metal and heavy cloth sounds of the curtain moving made your stomach drop. You watched in horror as you, well, past you, entered the confession booth and sat down. 

You heard the unmistakable words of Papa Emeritus IV. “My child, what makes you appear at such an hour? Have you come to confess what plagues your mind and body?”

“I have. It has been one week since my last confession.”

You knew what was coming next.

“Come, my child, speak what unsettles you, let it weigh on your heart no longer.”

Utterly embarrassed, you tilted your head down to hide your shame at the impending admission coming from your past self. But then, you felt a strong, cold hand grip your jaw, forcing your face up to watch in horror, reliving the moment in confession you had after having one too many glasses of wine at dinner. 

“Last night I pleasured myself with the sinful thoughts of a brother…”

“Dio miserabile young sister!”

You bit your lip, both in the camera footage and presently. You had forgotten how Papa Emeritus IV had reacted so outwardly to your admission of guilt. After a pause, he spoke again. “Sister?”

“Yes, Papa?”

“Tell me which one of our pious brothers has turned your thoughts in such a devious way.”

“Uh…” You trailed off, your voice in the recording was meek, you sounded so utterly pathetic.

“Sister? I could just guess if that would make it easier for you.”

You winced at how pitiful it was that he had to coax it out of you. You watched, willing your past self to keep her stupid mouth closed, but of course she didn’t.

“It was… brother Dewdrop.”

“I see.”

In the room you thought you heard Dewdrop make a noise deep in the back of his throat, like a groan. Your attention quickly went back to the video, eyes never leaving the screen as made possible by the ghouls grasp on your face. There was a long-lasting pause, one that made your stomach tighten with the knowledge of what you were about to admit in that wooden box.

“Describe it, my child, you’ll feel better once you get it out.”

In the video you sighed deeply before continuing, “In my thoughts he was fingering me, using two, then three fingers inside me to make me come. Then I got down on my knees for him and serviced his cock, taking it in my hands and mouth.”

You stopped breathing. The sound of your blood rushing in the pulse near your ears drowning out the words coming through the screen.

“Continue.” Came the deep, accented voice of the Papa.

“Then I imagined I was in his lap, and he let me use his cock for my own pleasure. I fucked myself on top of him. Forgive me, please forgive me, I beg of you.” The video cut then, leaving you reeling. 

Speaking such depraved filth in confession was mortifying enough, but knowing the ghoul you were speaking about heard it too was devastating. You were frozen in place in embarrassment. At least, you would have stayed that way had you not noticed Sodo’s breathing changed. 

He had gotten so close to your face while gripping your chin that you could hear his labored breathing. His breaths came in heavy pants from inside his mask, like a predatory animal behind a muzzle.

Part of you wanted to take off his mask, see his devilish eyes, sharp teeth, and his horns for yourself. To let him bite you, mark you, ravage your body with his tongue and teeth. But you knew he’d want to keep it on, and oh how you aimed to please him. 

“Sodo?” Your voice was uncharacteristically quiet as you faced him. His grip did not loosen from your chin while allowing you to move, instead his index finger tapped your cheek in what seemed to be contemplation. What did he want to do with you now? Especially after seeing such a horrific display of lust on your part. You had sounded so desperate, so pitiful in confession. But if he gave you the chance, you’d show him how truly desperate you could be. 

He released your jaw from his hard grasp, placing his hands on each of his tightly clothed thighs. You exhaled soundlessly through your parted lips as he cocked his head to the left side. He sat there silently waiting.

Your voice came out timid at first, “It’s true, all of it. Every second of that tape is the truth.” You then cocked your head to the right, mirroring him while still from your position sitting on the floor. You gained more confidence as you continued, “Though I’m guessing you know that. And you knew I’d come here.” Does that mean that he too - that he could possibly -

Your eyes widened as he tilted his head down towards his lap, then back up to you. Asking you to, what, sit on his lap? 

Fuck waiting to decipher what he meant, you read deeply enough into his vague expression, and you would do anything to get what you wanted. You stood up quickly, his masked head snapping up to follow you intently. However, before you could crawl into his lap, he reached forward and grabbed your hips, spinning you in a half circle so your ass was facing him. He pulled you back to sit down.

You didn’t have time to react, let alone think before he hooked his ankles around the inside of yours, catching your legs with his respectively. Then, he spread your legs wide, earning a sharp inhale of surprise from you as the slip you wore parted salaciously. 

He put his fingers over your mouth and you licked them without thinking. You could swear he made a low, dark sound from behind you. Then he took those fingers and dragged them down the front of your body, tracing down your black garb in identical fashion to his movements during a ritual. He paused right at the hem of your night dress, as it had ridden up. His middle finger hooked under it and pulled it upward, exposing your most upper thighs and your lace black panties.

As his hand moved to cup you through your panties, you shifted your hips back to be more comfortable. You felt his hardness against your rear and felt yourself involuntarily clench around nothing. Fuck. 

You couldn’t help but grind your ass back against him, feeling his hardening cock against you was something you thought you would only ever get to dream of. You just hoped he was enjoying your body as much as you were enjoying his.

He hooked a finger in your panties, pulling and then snapping them back to get your full attention back on what he was doing to you. You gasped at the momentary sharp sting. Satisfied by startling you, he traced the seam of your underwear once more, before dipping a callused finger inside and brushing along your slit. 

You watched him pull his finger away, coated in your arousal, before going back to your heat and ripping your panties off of you, tossing them to the floor. He put his index and middle finger together and repeated the action of touching you. Sodo dragged his rough fingers through your folds and up to your clit. A whine escaped your lips, and his left hand grabbed your chest and pulled you back so you were resting completely against him. It led you to feel his arousal even better under your ass, and you swirl your hips twice to help spur him on.

Without warning, his two fingers plunged into your heat all the way to the third knuckle. You opened your mouth and nothing came out, only silence as you felt his fingers deep within your aching center. His thumb pressed down on your clit, providing the perfect addition of pressure.

His fingers felt as good as you dreamed they would be, so long, and hitting all the places inside you that were drawing you close to the edge already. He worked you in a steady rhythmic pattern, drawing his fingers in and out of you while circling your clit with his thumb. Just from this you knew your own fingers wouldn’t be enough to satisfy you again. 

His left hand moved to your breast, cupping and then pressing his thumb to your already hardened nipple. You knew it was a combination of both the chill from the room and the heat of the moment that caused your nipples to ache against the fabric of your night dress. Sodo used his thumb to circle your nipple through your slip, a mirrored action to his right thumb on your most sensitive bundle of nerves between your legs. Fuck. 

Suddenly, you had a feeling of being watched. If there is a camera in the confession box then… maybe… You couldn’t finish the thought, if anything, it spurred you on further. Your head lolled back, resting on the ghouls' hard shoulder as you felt yourself reaching the peak. You had never come so fast before, and you tried to fight it off, but his fingers were like magic on you. He had changed his movements so that his long fingers curled perfectly within you. Each curl of his fingers had your breath hitching and your legs starting to shake. Sodo was a drug you didn’t know you needed and yet could never get enough of.

All the tension that had been building snapped and you came with a broken moan. His fingers never ceased their ministrations, only slowing to help you come down from your high. Soon you were squirming in his lap, the pressure of his calloused thumb on your clit almost painful now. 

Your breath came in heavy shudders, your head still resting on his shoulder, “May I?” You circled your hips against his hardness again to punctuate the question. He made a low sound, moving his legs so they no longer held yours apart. You scooted down to the floor quickly, kneeling on the cushion before the ghoul. He wasted no time pulling his cock out for his black pants, stroking it roughly with his right hand twice before looking at you in expectation. 

Your hands dragged up each of his thighs as you shifted forward. You made a silent vow as you rose up on your knees and lowered your mouth to taste him. If this is the penance that I will pay after confessing my lust, then I’ll be on my knees confessing every night.

You started at the hot tip, swirling your tongue around twice before placing your lips around him and sucking. It wasn’t enough, not for you, and certainly not for him. You grabbed him in your right hand and licked, your tongue wide and flat against the base of his shaft, all the way back up to the tip again before devouring him. Your mouth salivated profusely as you dipped your head down over and over and over again, massaging with your tongue and sucking expertly.

If your cunt wasn’t already wet from fucking his fingers, it would have been soaked just from this. Him allowing you to touch him, to pleasure him, was your salvation. You couldn’t get enough, high off his reactions to you as you changed pace. The way his breath shuddered, the sounds of his nails scratching on the armrests of the chair, it was all incentive for you to keep going and please him better than you had anyone before.

You dipped your head down again, going as deep as you could to take him all the way back in your throat. You breathed through your nose, ignoring your gag reflex, wanting only to pleasure Sodo.

You felt his bony fingers slide through your hair and you kept up your movements until he made a fist and yanked hard. Your lips fell from his cock with a soft pop. As your face moved back a strand of saliva connected your mouth to his erection. You looked up at his expressionless mask again. 

His silence filled the room. And as he patted his thigh in indication for you to get on top of him, it felt like all of the air had been sucked from your chest. You trembled in your kneeling position on the floor, heart fluttering, and rose, not wanting to vex him by wasting precious time. 

You climbed up into his lap like an obedient little pet. The aching within you came to a crescendo as you straddled him, holding onto his shoulders as you centered yourself. You looked into the eyes of the mask, seeing the empty void where his eyes would be. He nodded at you, giving you permission to do exactly as you fantasized about. 

You gripped his cock, still wet with your saliva, and lined him up with your center. You dragged the tip of him through your sensitive folds, wanting to draw the moment out just a little more, before sinking down. Only the tip of his thick cock was inside you and already you felt yourself shivering. You steadied yourself again, grabbing his shoulders as you lowered yourself down agonizingly slow. Taking him for this first time had your cunt burning from the stretch to fit him inside you. 

His cock was long and thick, but you were determined. Inch after inch you sunk down, and once you finally bottomed out, you didn’t miss how his nails scratched the arms of the chair. His head rolled back slightly, and just that provided the evidence that you needed to know he was relishing this moment too. You wondered how it felt for him, imagining that the ghoul was trying not to come just from the feeling of being inside your tight, wet, pussy.

You rose up on your knees, leaving just the head of his cock inside you before pushing back down in a full thrust. Repeating the motion had you lightheaded already, and you could feel the ridges and veins of his throbbing dick rubbing up against your g-spot with every move. One thing was absolutely certain, you were not going to last like this. 

Up and down, up and down, you bucked your hips rhythmically to do exactly what you wanted and fucked yourself on him. You were certain that you held your breath each time you impaled yourself on him, believing that his cock would punch the air from your very lungs if not. The pressure was building again, this time deeper within your core. All the tension was pulling, pulling so tight. Fuck. You wanted to last longer but it was impossible. The feeling of him inside you made that impossible. You gasped, “I’m - I’m going to - Ah!”

A primal sound tore its way out of your throat as you reached your climax. Dewdrops hands grasped possessively at your hips, forcing you to continue to fuck yourself on him through your orgasm. His hands kept you moving steadily on his cock and had you feeling completely overstimulated in seconds. You cried out a series of unintelligible words, the feeling so foreign to you but familiar at the same time. After several more deep, hard thrusts, his cock twitched inside you and you knew he would come soon too. The thought of him coming inside you became your undoing. You came again, screaming his name in praise and adoration and he pulled you down hard one final time before he jerked inside you and you felt his hot load coat your walls. Your pussy still spasmed from your own orgasm, milking him dry.

The two of you sat in silence while you caught your breath. You slid off his lap, wincing slightly as you felt his cock leave your cunt. You stooped to the floor, picking up your torn panties and then fixing your night dress. Straightening up you noticed he had zipped his pants back up and was sprawled lazily in the chair again. His chest rose and fell rhythmically. Is he sleeping?

Before you left the room, a red light amongst the blue caught your eye and confirmed your suspicion from earlier. You were being watched again, just as you had in the confession. You averted your eyes away quickly, not wanting whoever was on the other end to know you had discovered them. Hoping that by doing so, you could have another encounter with Sodo soon if he so wished.

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... hope that ticked your taints *with love and adoration* (～￣▽￣)～

[mirage-aera]

Hi! :) Can you write a Sodo x Fem!Reader who is in her period and has pretty bad cramps so she uses Sodos fire abilitys and takes his Hand to put in her stomach to use to help her cramps (yk how it helps to ease the pain with warmth)

She can be a ghoul or a sister of sin idc

HAVE FUN and if you don't feel like writing this feel free to ignore

Hiii!! I indeed can write this, I hope you don't mind that it's a bit on the shorter side, but enjoy!!

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ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Electric Love - BØRNS

Sodo x fem!ghoulette!reader

Synosis: Sodo makes use of his fire ghoul perks to help out his s/o.

Word count: 728

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Sodo knows that his ghoulette struggles for a week every month due to her menstruation cycle. Some ghoulettes are luckier than others, since some barely get any symptoms while others do.

You on the other hand happened to pull the shortest stick from the bunch. You get killer stomach cramps, insane back pain, and for shits and giggles, you also get headaches on top of it. For this reason, Sodo makes sure he can be around you for the first couple of days of your period so you won't have to suffer so much. He knows that his naturally hotter body heat, and that his hand can become your personal warm compress.

But because you've been caught up in your preparations for Papa and helping the other ghouls, you've forgotten that your period comes around that time.

When you wake up the following morning, you feel wetness beneath you and the cramps start coming in. You feel beside you for Sodo but his side of the bed is empty and cold. Reminding you that he has morning practice. You groan as you roll over to get out of bed. “Honestly fuck periods,” you mumble to yourself in frustration. You swing your legs over the bedside and reluctantly get up. Your tail swishes slowly, in annoyance, matching your current mood. ‘What a great way to start the day,’ you think to yourself. You trudge your way to your shared bathroom to clean yourself up. Once you have done that, you walk back to the bedroom to clean up the bed. Usually, Sodo insists on doing it for you, as you're in enough pain already, but he isn't here to do it right now. And you rather not have stained sheets. You set aside the blanket and pillows and rip off the bed sheet.

You drag it across the room and throw the bloodied part in the sink to scrub and rinse the blood out. When you're happy with it, you throw the whole sheet in the washing machine in a cold water setting. You grab a fresh sheet from the closet and redo the bed.

After a couple of minutes, the bed is looking squeaky clean, and ready to go back to bed. You're contemplating whether to make an early breakfast or just go back to sleep. Not feeling up to cook anything or even moving around right now you opt to get back in bed and wait for Sodo.

You scroll a couple of minutes through your phone, looking for ways to distract you from the cramps. Eventually, you get fed up and fall asleep.

You feel the bed dip and you crack an eye open to see who interrupted your sleep. You see Sodo smiling lovingly at you, kissing you. “Good morning sunshine, ready to get up yet?” you groan and murmur a ‘no’. He raises an eyebrow, “is something wrong?” You slowly nod, “mother nature decided to show up today.” He makes an ‘o’ shape with his mouth, “shit, I completely forgot. I’m sorry love.” He quickly gets up and runs off to who knows where. You chuckle at his antics before closing your eyes again, slowly dozing off.

You feel a hand gently shaking you, trying to wake you up. You get again crack an eye open again just to see Sodo with a platter of various fruits and a slice of buttered toast. He hands it to you as you sit up. “I figured you might be a bit peckish so I made you something quick.” You thank him with a smile and dig in. You share a bite of the toast with him and hand him some fruit as well, not wanting your ghoul to miss out. His tail swishes back and forth happily.

Once the platter of food is completely empty, he sets it aside and climbs into bed next to you. He gets comfortable before pulling you close. The body heat that radiates off of him instantly sets you at ease. He rests his hand on your stomach and warms it up to a desirable temperature. “Is this warm enough?” You nod and purr in delight. He occasionally rubs his hand in circles across your stomach to spread the heat more. You link your tail up with his as you doze off again, and not soon after, your ghoul follows suit.

[katz-rambles]

Omg... I actually wrote something good(?) for once? Just a little teaser for what I'm about to write hehe.

I'm thinking about doing Vamp reader and mountain later and diving more into gangbang now. I need opinions.. should I continue this or do Vamp Reader next??

1.3k words, baby.

(nsfw, possessive mountain(?), public sex (kinda), thigh grinding, fem!sibling of sin!reader, hints of a gangbang at the end, a little hint of Sodo x reader and a smidge of Swiss x reader.)

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A shuffle in bed slowly wakes you from your slumber, and you open one eye to see what's going on. When your eye focuses, you immediately realize that you're not in your bed. You're not even in your room. Now awake and confused, you open both eyes and push yourself up to see where you are.

“Morning, Flower.” Mountain chirps happily. Already too energetic for this early in the morning. His mask is off along with his glamor, allowing you to see him and admire his features. His tall horns and his long tail that comfortably rests on your thighs. His hair that clearly hasn't been brushed yet. Although he's already in his uniform, you're convinced he sleeps with it at this point. All the things that you love about him.

You smile tiredly at him and sit up slightly to rest your head on his chest. The purrs that vibrate from deep in his chest are oddly comforting, they almost lull you back to sleep.

“Alright, come on sleepy head. Time to get up.” Mountain chuckles and lifts your head up to try and wake you a bit more, despite your adamant protests. The warmth that comes with him suddenly disappears and you finally manage to open your eyes. Mountains now standing at the side of the bed. He looks so much taller right now, it's terrifying.

“Ughh, fine.” You groan and sit up fully now. Stretching your whole body to get the sleep off you and your sleep shirts ride up just enough that the soft shape of your hips are visible, along with your shirt that pulls up with your arms, almost teasing Mountain with the curve of your breasts. And you can feel his gaze follow the exposed skin as you stretch, when you relax your body you swear you see him pout when the skin is covered once again.

When you stand you still aren't quite awake so you wobble a bit. Mountains hands automatically grab your waist to help steady you, and you jump at the chance to tease him, just a bit. Your habit lays on the nightstand and when you reach over to grab it you carefully grind your ass into Mountain. Smirking to yourself when you hear him groan quietly.

“I'm going to get dressed. I'll meet you at the dining hall?” You tilt your head and use your best innocent voice, just to see the way his eyes narrow at you.

“Yeah. I'll see you then.” Mountain relaxes his gaze and kisses your forehead. Now let the real fun begin.

You've made sure to pull your habit up so it rests just below your mid thighs. Showing just enough skin to catch attention while also leaving more to the imagination. With the help of Cirrius you've been able to find a way to tighten it around your waist. Everything's set in place, you're going to have fun making this the worst day of Mountains life.

When you enter the dining hall you look for the table of Ghouls and Ghoulettes, sometimes they tend to wander to other tables but if you find one ghoul you'll usually find the others around. Your eyes set on Rain and Swiss who are sitting at an empty table?

“Morning you two.” You wave at the duo. Swiss gives you one of his iconic grins and Rain waves back at you. Even though you're not looking you can see Swiss take in your outfit today, and his eyes widen a bit before he smirks at you.

“Look at you today, darling. I could just eat you up.” Swiss’ smirk never leaves his face even as he talks, and when he's done he shamelessly checks you out. You even see Rain look you up and down a few times before he looks back up to meet your gaze for a split second.

“You like it?” You ask innocently, looking down at Rain just to watch him squirm under your gaze. He's just too adorable not to tease.

“Damn. So who's the lucky one who you've dolled yourself up for, sweetheart?” Sodo puts himself in the conversation, looking at you. If you weren't in public he might have just taken you right there. He walks over to you and rests his hands on your hips, his hands are comfortably warm, even through your clothes. He leans down and kisses your exposed neck, letting his lips linger over your pulse for a bit before he pulls back.

“You're so pretty. Such a pretty girl.” Sodo hums against your ear. His breath tickles your neck and sends shivers down your spine.

“Sodo. Back off. She's mine.” Mountain growls, sending a warning to Sodo. He glares down at him and with his height it just makes him that much more intimidating. You smirk as Sodo puts his hands up and walks back to the other side of the table to sit beside Swiss. Mountain looks at you, his gaze just as threatening, even as his eyes rake over your form. Taking in every last detail of you.

Your plan has been set in motion. Now you're off doing chores around the church, and one of those just happens to be helping the Ghouls clean up after their practice. You open the door to the soundproofed room and look around. Practice is almost over now and everyone looks tired. Copia seems to be pushing everyone to their limits these days.

“Sister. What a pleasure to see you here!” Copia exclaims and waves at you. For someone so powerful he's so sweet. He reminds you of an eager puppy. Somehow always so happy. You politely nod at Copia and saunter over to Mountain, swaying your hips as you do so.

“Hey big guy, how's practice going?” You wrap your arms around him and lay your head on his chest. When he reciprocates your embrace you grind up into him, subtly so his band mates don't suspect anything, hopefully. He growls lowly when you do so, and it spurs you to continue. You start to feel him harden under your motions and he tightens his grip on you.

“Be careful, Flower. I won't hesitate to take you right now.” He growls onto your ear and then smirks. “Or maybe that’s what you want?” He chuckles and sits back down by the drums, he pulls you onto his thigh and groans.

“You're going to grind that pretty pussy on me, Flower. And you won't stop until I say you can.” He smirks and starts to move your hips for you, setting a good pace that you can keep up with.

If the others noticed anything odd they haven't said anything, yet. Sodo starts out with his guitar and soon after Mountain joins in. With every bounce of his leg to the beat it allows you to get the perfect amount of friction on your clit.

“Good girl.. you're doing so well for me.” Mountain sighs and uses one hand to help you keep the pace. You rest your head on his shoulder and moan.

“Mountain.. please.” You beg as you grind your hips. Every now and then your knee rubs against the evident bulge through his jeans. Your whimpers and moan get a bit louder when his leg bounces a bit faster.

“Shit I'm close.” You moan into his shoulder as you move your hips a bit faster. Your knee is now rubbing against his bulge. You feel him buck his hips into your knee in an attempt to get some friction. In a moment you tense on his leg and cum, your arousal starts to leave a stain on his jeans and he groans at the feeling.

“Just a reminder for you, sweetheart. We can smell you.” Swiss taunts with a grin that spreads from ear to ear. Something tells you this isn't going to be over anytime soon.

[ghoulette-knell]

A Little Bit Tipsy:

Aether x Fem!Reader

You and Aether have some unspoken tension due to being so close to him throughout the Prequelle tour. A little bit of alcohol proves to loosen your tongue.

🔞MDNI🔞

TW: Drunk/High Sex; Friends to Lovers; Soft!Dom Aether; Hair-Pulling; Marking; Animalistic Sex (honestly from all of the sexual tension); Oral (male receiving); Dirty Talk; Fingering (female receiving); No Protection; Biting.

Word Count: 5,566

You and Aether, your best friend, were a little bit tipsy. Yeah, a little bit more than tispy...

The tour that Ghost had spent months travelling around the globe had just concluded for the week, so the two of you decided to drink and celebrate the fantastic performances. There had been some unspoken tensions between you and him for a while now, and you were feeling bold tonight. The two of you have been drinking for a few hours now, and although Ghouls had a higher tolerance for most things than humans, the two of you were beginning to feel the affects of the alcohol.

Aether took a small drink of his beer, which was his favourite beverage. His soft, amber eyes glanced at you through his silver mask as a short stream of foam floated down his glass, "I hope the Cardinal doesn't mind us hanging out. It's so deep in the tour at this point. I know the old man hates when we get distracted or take time off practicing.”

“Screw him,” you mumbled tiredly while leaning back against the couch, taking a shot of whiskey while staring off towards the wall, “I’m getting sick of his schedule for us Ghouls. He likes to believe that we don’t have social lives and we are just mindless drones, here to simply perform in his band.”

You had always been a little bit too outspoken when it came to Copia. Even though you were right in what you said, Aether didn't want to say it out loud and risk getting into trouble.

"I don’t think Cardinal Copia is necessarily in the wrong. He just doesn't care about our social lives. The band is all that matters to him."

Aether let out a small laugh, “And I think it's true. We're all replaceable after all."

You couldn't help but wince at Aether's last sentence. You were all replaceable... all of you.

You had been a member of the band when Ifrit was still the lead guitarist before young Sodo had come along. You and Aether both had been around before Copia had even come around, and Terzo had been the frontman, as well as the anti-pope of the ministry. Yet, so many of your friends had been replaced... Ifrit, Pebble, Omega. The list goes on and on.

None of you even knew why they had been replaced. It was simply done at random, which was what made moments like this scary. Would the Cardinal just replace everyone if they pissed him off?

"I don't like to think about that, Aether," you mumbled while leaning forward and grabbing your freshly-rolled joint off the table.

"I know," Aether responded softly, "But that’s why we can't become too careless and get attached. We'll get hurt that way. It's a damn shame that I'm already pretty attached to you. It'll really suck… if anything happens to either of us.”

He took another sip of his beer before speaking again, "Copia loves to remind us that we can be easily replaced. I get it, he likes having an air of authority over us. He likes to manipulate us into feeling grateful that we're in his band.”

"I want to get attached though," you mumbled, almost inaudible as you flicked your lighter to get your blunt lit, "I want to have lifelong friends in this band. I know I have you, but we have to keep our deep friendship a secret. I don't want to get sent back to Hell if I mess up one too many times. I don't want to get separated from you, Aether. That would be a fate worse than death."

His eyebrows raised at your last sentence. "Worst than death?"

You peered into his eyes and nodded. You meant what you said. You wouldn't get sent back to Hell without Aether. It just simply wasn't something that you would let happen. Not even Lucifer could pull you away from the rhythm guitarist.

Aether's mind was suddenly abuzz with countless thoughts. Was she just saying this because she was inebriated? Or was she genuinely implying something else?

He looked away for a moment, a bit embarrassed by his reddened cheeks, before he looked back to you, "Are you drunk?"

You scoffed and rolled your eyes. You hadn't expected this conversation to go in this direction, and honestly, the alcohol was to blame. You rarely let your stressors come afloat, especially around any of the other Ghouls. It was a sign of weakness, and you weren't weak by a longshot. However, you trusted Aether, and the alcohol definitely helped loosen that tongue of yours.

You flicked your tail slightly and took a drag from your blunt, coughing slightly as the smoke hit your lungs, "A little bit, but that doesn't change how I feel about any of this."

Aether seemed surprised by your answer, but you could see in his face that his eyebrow was not raised in judgment at all. Instead, he was taking a good long look at you, as if he was sizing you up. His cheeks were still red, which was a little strange for him.

He laughed softly, not making eye contact with you, "Does that mean you're genuinely afraid of losing me?"

You offered him a hit off of your blunt, unsure about whether or not he would take it. The alcohol was indeed making your tongue a bit looser than normal, but Aether did know how much he meant to you. He had to know how you felt about him.

"Yes. I don't want to ever lose you," you replied without hesitation, "If you got replaced and I was forced to stay in this band without you... I don't know what I would do. Whoever your replacement would be, I would hate them just because they replaced you. You are my best friend."

Aether took the offered joint, still not holding eye contact. This was a new side of you that he had never really seen before. Normally, you would try to hide the fact that you cared about him. You were very stoic whenever it came to things like this.

But tonight, you were telling him. No hiding it. In fact, there was something else there too...

Aether finally met your gaze, taking a long drag from the marijuana before speaking, "You know, you talk about me as if you’re in love with me."

You were completely speechless.

You didn't know how to respond.

Were you in love with Aether? You had always assumed it was some kind of puppy love phase that you were going through, or maybe a way to escape the harsh reality regarding the Satanic ministry that you lived to serve. It was a very stressful atmosphere, after all. Aether always offered a bit of relief, and often grounded you during moments like this.

"You act as if that's a surprise," you whispered after a few seconds, expelling smoke from your mouth and taking a few sips from your alcoholic beverage that sat on the coffee table.

You brain was beginning to buzz, which made your eyes slowly relax and sag.

Aether sat in silence for a couple of seconds. When he finally did speak, it was only to ask a single question. One that he had never asked before. One that had remained unspoken for so, so long.

"Do you love me?"

You licked your lips nervously and adverted your gaze down to the carpeted floor below. Suddenly, you were feeling shy and bashful.

Some thoughts you'd had about this exact moment began to eat at your stomach; scratching at it like a wild, caged animal. What if he wouldn't like you back?

You could handle the rejection. If that was the scenario, that would be manageable. Just swallow your sadness and pride, and keep going on with life as if it never happened. What you couldn't handle was a confession leading to awkwardness, and inevitably the end of your precious friendship with Aether.

This confession was beyond what you ever believed you could say to the other Ghoul.

“I suppose I do, yeah. I do love you, Aether.”

You took another sip of your drink, trying to advert your attention away from that risky confession. The alcohol was beginning to cause a vague cloud of haze to envelop your brain as you sat and waited for his response.

It was an agonizing wait. It was only a few seconds, but it felt like hours.

Aether finally closed his eyes, his cheeks a bright shade of red. His lips curled up into a tiny smile; his little fangs poking from his lips. He couldn't help but feel his heart swell in his chest, even though you weren't exactly looking at him right now.

His breath grew a little bit shaky when he finally spoke up again, but he was still a bit shy to make eye contact for now, "And you're sure this isn't just the drinking talking?"

You slowly brought your eyes back up to meet Aether’s, and shook your head, “You’ve known me for almost a year now, Aether. You have to know how I’ve felt about you all this time.”

Aether hadn’t said he loved you back though. Was he procrastinating? Did he not want to hurt your feelings? Why hadn’t he said it back yet?

His cheeks had grown even redder now. You'd certainly never seen him blush this much before. He laughed a little bit, his eyes now locked with yours, "I guess I thought this might have been a drunk confession... But I should have had a little more faith in you. My apologies."

Finally, he took a deep breath. He couldn't help the feeling of his heart beating so fast in his chest. He finally managed to say it.

"I love you too."

The instant relief that hit your body was unreal. The mix between the adrenaline rush over admitting your love to Aether, as well as the alcohol was slowly sinking away as those three perfect words left the Ghoul’s lips.

“Now it’s my turn to ask… that’s not just the booze talking, right?” you whispered, your cheeks flushing red to perfectly match the shade of red that was on Aether’s cheeks.

Aether couldn't do anything except chuckle. If anything, he was a little bit surprised that you would ask if this was just the alcohol speaking.

"Oh no, this is totally the booze talking," he said jokingly, only to be interrupted by a soft laugh. The colour had drained for your face, as you hadn’t realized off the bat that this was a joke.

The ghoul then quickly closed the distance between you two, making eye contact with you before leaning forward and placing a kiss on your forehead.

"No, I'm definitely not drunk… well, I'm a little drunk, but I feel this way sober too. I do love you, and I'm so glad you feel the same about me."

You leaned into his touch immediately. Your heart was hammering in your chest, and you were almost certain that Aether could hear it.

You couldn’t help it, though. Aether made you flustered no matter what he was doing.

Your cheeks flushed brighter as his lips grazed your forehead; your face turning upwards.

Your lips were only inches away from each other. You could feel Aether’s breath on your face; smell the beer on his breath. You could physically see the drunken desire beginning to cloud over his eyes.

“Are you sober enough to consent to me kissing you?” you asked huskily; your hand cupping his cheek in a loving, yet desirable manner.

Aether was certainly not used to the way you were acting right now. The way that you were leaning into him. Your hand cupping his cheek. The way that your lips were just inches away from his. This was different than usual.

"Am I sober enough?" he smirked, his own hands tracing up to your waist, one wrapping around it and pulling you closer, "I'm not sure. You should probably kiss me just to check. Just to make sure."

You exhaled and leaned forward, the multiple shots of whisky guiding your every move. You felt as if you could start crying from sheer happiness over this moment! This was beyond anything you ever believed could happen. Your lips sheepishly brushed against his; your heart leaping into you throat. Your claws slowly crept around and gripped at Aether's neck as you finally pressed your lips fully onto his. No brushing. No teasing. Right to the point.

Your kisses were certainly a lot more passionate than Aether was used to. It was almost as if you had lost yourself in some kind of trance. Your hands were holding him very tightly, your lips pressed firmly against his. Your lips were very soft and your breath was sweet; a hint of whisky combining with the scent of toothpaste.

The ghoul was surprised at the way that you took the initiative, but you could almost see a glint in his eyes as he kissed you back.

While moaning, you nibbled hungrily on his lips as your kisses quickly morphed into something more hungry… more passionate. Tongues dancing together, you slowly began to climb into Aether's lap, pushing him deeper into the couch. Your breath was coming out in ragged, lustful gasps as you would occasionally abandon the Ghoul's lips for a breath of air. That was rare though. Aether's lips were like the fountain of youth that you had been searching for your entire life. You didn't want to leave it ever again.

"You taste so good," you groaned while sucking on his bottom lip; a mischievous look in your eyes.

Your kisses were certainly making Aether feel things that he had never felt before in his entire life. Never mind the fact that all of this was coming from you—little, shy (Y/N). To see you taking such a brazen initiative was exciting.

As you abandoned his lips again for a breath of air, he chuckled softly, "I love how hungry you are for me right now."

Before you could speak again, Aether grabbed a fistful of your hair.

Before you could speak again, Aether grabbed a fistful of your hair.

Your eyes snapped shut as a small moan left your lips. A chuckle left his lips as Aether pulled roughly on my hair, eating up your reaction. You could see that the beer was making the usually docile and harmless Ghoul turn into something more. The lust in his eyes was unreal, and it excited you more than you ever knew you were capable of.

"A-Aeth!" you groaned, using the nickname you had given him when the two of us originally met all that time ago.

The Ghoul pulled your hair slightly, angling it to the side so your neck would cock with it. His swollen lips (swollen, from how aggressively you were making out with him only moments ago) immediately began to attack your sensitive flesh, leaving little purple and blue bruises on your pale skin.

Aether's eyes were now completely closed as his mouth worked its way up your neck, forcing the sweetest noises to leave your lips. He wanted to mark you. He wanted you to be his and only his. No one should be allowed the joy of having access to your soft, delicate skin.

"That's a good girl," Aether breathed out softly, moving one of his hands to massage your chest. He squeezed softly at your breasts, causing a breath to hitch in your throat. "You love when I mark your flesh, am I right?"

You leaned back, your eyes rolling into the back of your head while adjusting the weight on the rhythm guitarist's lap.

"Y-Yes. I want all the others to know I belong to you," you whispered, your words slightly slurring together thanks to your drunken state, as well as the lust that was pooling in your abdomen, "I l-love when you mark me!"

As he slowly continued caressing your chest, he leaned forward and moved his mouth back to your neck.

"I'm glad you want to belong to me," he murmured, "Now… show me how much you love me."

Your stomach clenched in excitement.

You knew exactly what Aether wanted.

He wanted your mouth.

You slowly kissed his lips one more time; savouring his taste. Then, you slipped off of his lap and got onto your knees on the floor; staring up at the Ghoul in desire. You rested your face on his thigh while squeezing it softly with your hand, "Tell me what you want, then."

Aether had a smug look on his face now. He sat there comfortably, leaning back on the couch, not expecting you to fall to your knees and do as he asked. It was such a sharp contrast from the timid, shy girl you were at first. Now, he could really tell that his words had had an effect on your behaviour. You were certainly behaving as someone completely different right now.

He smirked down at you, his voice laced with excitement, as he responded, "I want to be worshipped."

You purred and allowed your hands to drift upwards towards his belt, "Oh, I can worship you, that's for sure."

You quickly unclasped his belt and unzipped his pants. You could immediately see his white boxers which were holding your prize. You carefully pawed at them to lightly tease the Ghoul, earning a few grunts from his lips. You could already see the blood beginning to pool in his cock, which was only separated from you by that thin fabric.

Aether let out a sharp gasp suddenly as your cold hand dove into his boxers; grasping his cock lightly. As soon as you did, he could feel a rush of heat pool through his body. Your touch was making him feel very hot and tingly. Every inch of his body was pulsing with excitement from your touch.

He let out another soft moan as he watched you completely pull his boxers away, forcing them down to his knees. “You're definitely making me feel like a God right now…"

You giggled innocently while batting your eyelashes up at him as you got a good look at what he was concealing. Your mouth watered slightly; your eyes never leaving his dick.

"I'll worship you more than I worship Lucifer himself, my sweet Aether," you whispered while placing your hands delicately upon his thighs, "I don't care what punishments await me for saying that. You are all I live for, and all I die for."

Aether felt his breath grow hot and heavy.

You leaned on him while carefully grasping his dick in your palm; teasingly stroking it. Your vision was hazy and dark, yet even though you were as drunk as physically possible right now, you knew you wanted this. Aether wanted it too. This was written in the stars. The two of you were handpicked by Lucifer to be a part of the Emeritus ministry, and you were handpicked to be life partners. This was all beyond your understanding, and neither of you were against this.

Aether's eyes were clouded with unbridled lust as he watched you begin to pleasure him,

"Open up, sweetheart," he purred while stroking the side of your face with gentle fingers, "I want to see what else your mouth can do besides sing pretty notes."

Like the obedient Ghoul you were, you complied without hesitation. You firmly grasped Aether's shaft, and slowly licked up the length; from his balls to his tip.

Aether closed his eyes at the sensation, his entire being humming with arousal. He let out a soft moan, his fingers twitching slightly.

Your tongue then began to swirl around Aether’s sensitive flesh, “Mmm,” you mumbled while puckering your lips and lightly peppering kisses across the head of his dick; sucking lightly, “You look like you’re enjoying this.”

Aether shivered at the light suction combined with your tongue swirling around his cock; the shaft beginning to twitch impatiently. He gasped, unable to speak, his hips beginning to move involuntarily.

“Yeah... I am."

As his hips began to move, you knew that you had Aether wrapped around your finger. The Ghoul was so sensative to touch right now, thanks to the alcohol that the two of you had drank, and your lips felt like the most enticing experience in the world. So, you kept going.

You giggled lightly, finally taking Aether completely into your mouth; the tip grazing across your uvula. You gagged slightly, but didn’t let up.

You secretly hoped that Aether wouldn’t face fuck you right now with all the whiskey slushing around in your stomach… it would be a huge turn off to puke all over his dick.

Aether's eyes rolled back in his head as he moaned loudly. He couldn't believe how good this felt. His hands tangled into your hair, holding you close while his hips bucked against the other Ghoul's face.

You sputtered and placed your hands on Aether’s thighs, coming up for a breath. As you gasped for air, a stream of drool trickled down your lips, causing his dick to twitch at the mere sight of you.

“Fuckkkk, you’re so hot,” Aether groaned, his eyes lighting up as he watched you drool, “The way you take my dick is divine.”

A blush flushed over your cheeks at Aether’s words. Some pre-cum was beginning to bead at the tip of the quintessential Ghoul’s tip, and without hesitation, you lightly licked the surface; collecting the salty liquid on your tongue.

A groan left Aether’s mouth at the sight.

“I love making you feel good,” you whispered while taking him back in your mouth again; sloppily bobbing your head up and down on his length.

Aether cried out in pleasure, his back arching as you fully took him into your mouth. His fingers intertwined with your hair, tugging lightly to assist in deepening his thrusts.

"Fuck, sweetheart," he growled while letting out a low groan, "You feel so good wrapped around my cock... oh, fuck!"

It pleased you greatly... those little noises leaving your lover's mouth due to how good you were making him feel. This is all you've wanted for the past year of knowing the rhythm guitarist. You'd wanted to make him feel good, and hear these little words of encouragement flow from his lips. You were in heaven right now.

"Good boy," you whispered while gasping for air; saliva and pre-cum mix beginning to dribble down your swollen lips, "I love when you moan for me. Do I make you feel good?"

Another groan left Aether's lips at your dirty words; his cock twitching irritably, "You do… You make me feel so good, sweetheart. No mouth can compare to yours."

That was true. You were good with your mouth, sure, but there were also other factors that made this feel good for the Ghoul. The bond you two shared.

This wasn't just some drunken one-night stand. This was the combination of two twin flames… two soul mates. This was fate being decided, and that made everything you did feel so much better than even Aether was anticipating.

You lightly kissed the tip of Aether's cock before dipping your head back onto it.

You moaned reflexively on his length, the vibrations causing immense pleasure to assault the older Ghoul's cock. Aether cried out once more, his hips jerking forward as he felt your throat tighten around him.

You could tell the quintessential Ghoul was beginning to get close. The way Aether was beginning to thrust his dick into your throat, as if he was getting ready to hit his peak was a telltale sign.

You continued to sloppily pleasure your friend's cock, certain to help Aether reach his orgasm. Your mouth watered in anticipation as you felt Aether's fingers tangle through your hair.

"F-Fuck, (Y/N)!" the Ghoul wheezed, his whole body growing stiff and rigid as he came. You reflexively gagged around the length getting shoved down your throat, as well as the steaming-hot liquid rushing towards your gut.

Aether slumped backwards on the couch, his chest aggressively rising and falling as your mouth slowly slipped from his dick.

You coughed lightly, some of Aether's cum streaming from your lips and onto the carpet below.

You fell from your knees and onto your ass, wiping the cum from your face with the back of your wrist; the cloudy liquid sticking to your flesh.

"You're not tired yet, right?" you asked, your voice hoarse from the intense blowjob that you had just given Aether.

Aether chuckled, his eyes soft as he stared down at you. He ran a hand through your hair and stroked your cheek with his thumb, "If you're still okay with continuing, then I am, sweetheart."

A groan left your throat, which sounded slightly like a purr, "Yeah, I want to keep going."

That was all Aether needed to hear. He shakily got to his feet and picked you up carefully from underneath your arms, hoisting you onto the couch.

Aether softly cupped your cheek with his hand, slowly capturing your lips in his. He could taste himself on your lips which had his dick springing back to life once again. He pushed you lightly against the back of the couch and began to feverishly remove your shirt. His arousal was peaking again, which made you grow increasingly excited.

You allowed the Ghoul to remove your shirt, exposing your cute, black bra. Aether was practically drooling at the sight of your supple, pale flesh.

Aether effortlessly unclasped your bra; his lips never leaving yours. You shivered slightly, your top half now fully exposed to the Ghoul, as well as to the chilling temperature of the room. Goosebumps appeared on your flesh, causing a low chuckle to leave Aether's throat.

"Goddamn, you're absolutely gorgeous," he whispered while carefully squeezing your breast into the palm of his hand, "I... am obsessed with you."

A blush ferociously flooded your cheeks, a moan threatening to leave your lips as Aether kneaded into your breasts lovingly, "You're just drunk. That's the alcohol talking," you murmured, grabbing the shaft of his cock with your hand, pumping it slowly.

A small groan left Aether's lips as you began to pump him, his left hand trailing down to begin unzipping your pants, "Trust me, this isn't the alcohol talking, honey. I have been obsessed with you, your personality... everything, ever since I met you. If this is the alcohol, then I'm chronically drunk."

You couldn't stop the small smirk from taking over your lips. You pushed your lips to his one more time, inhaling his scent as he pushed your pants and underwear off your legs, "You should go to alcohol's anonymous."

Aether rolled his eyes in amusement, twisting your nipple roughly in between his thumb and forefinger, eliciting a little gasp of pleasure from your lips, "Shush. Not funny."

"It's a little funny," you argued while leaning back on the couch, your legs opening for the Ghoul.

Your mind was still foggy from pleasure as the Ghoul positioned himself in between your legs. You gasped, Aether's middle finger slowly stroking up your wet folds; your body shuddering from the sudden pleasure.

"You like that?" he murmured lowly while slowly stretching your leaking hole with two of his digits, moans spilling from your lips, "Does that feel good?"

"Y-Yes," you moaned slightly as Aether began to stroke your clit with his thumb. Slow and antagonizing movements... waves of pleasure.

Aether continued this teasing for a little bit longer, absolutely eating up the little noises coming from your lips. His fingers were almost pruned by the time he was rubbing his tip against your clenching hole.

"Tell me what you want me to do," he whispered while teasingly pushing the tip of his dick into your cunt, "What do you want me to do to you?"

You were suddenly bashful; your cheeks flushed with emotions. Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, you nodded up at him; locking eyes with him, "I... want you to fuck me, Aeth."

There was a hint of an impatient tone in your voice. It made sense though with all of Aether's teasing, and for how long the two of you have had all this built-up tension. The two of you have wanted this for a very long time.

Without hesitation, Aether leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. You shook with anticipation as he lined his cock up with your hole before slowly pushing inside.

You hissed in mild discomfort from the stretch. Although you were plenty aroused and stretched due to Aether's fingering, it still wasn't painless.

Aether hesitated after sensing discomfort from you, "You okay?" he whispered, holding back the urge to buck his hips forward.

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine," you whispered while carefully grappling at the couch below, trying to hold on and ground yourself, "You can move. I'm fine."

Aether hesitated a moment more, but then slowly began to thrust in and out. Very slowly.

It was probably a good thing that the Ghoul had waited and moved like he did. Although you were confident you were okay, he made 100% sure that was true, and it was worth it.

Little moans began to escape your lips as the quintessential Ghoul began to pick up speed. He moaned, leaning into your chest as he moved in and out of your tight heat, his eyes slammed shut in pleasure.

"(Y/N)! F-Fuck! You feel so good!" Aether growled animalistically while abruptly pulling out and slamming back in, groaning into your ear.

You screamed in pleasure as Aether began to slam into your pussy; the pleasure was unlike anything you had ever experienced before. Your sharp claws scratched and tore at Aether's back as he had his way with your cunt.

"A-Aeth! Faster! Harder!" you begged, drool dribbling down your lips from the sheer pleasure that your precious friend was giving to you, "I need you, n-now! Oh, fuck!"

As you begged Aether to ravage you, his movements began to speed up. Hips slapping against hips, he positioned his arm underneath your leg and propped it up on his shoulder, giving him more range to fuck you senseless.

"You like that, huh?" Aether asked breathlessly as he watched himself disappear in your heat, his heart hammering in his chest, "You like how I feel inside of you?"

Your fangs dug into his shoulder; his flesh absorbing the lewd sounds reverberating from your throat as he cut through me like a hot butter to a knife.

It sounded like you screamed 'yes' to the quintessential Ghoul's question, but he wasn't for sure.

A sudden scream erupted from your throat as Aether's dick slammed into your G-spot; the friction causing him to shudder from pleasure, "Oh, Lucifer!" he wheezed, digging his own fangs into your shoulder as he continued to pile drive your cunt.

"Fuck! Holy shit!" you howled into Aether's ear; your knees growing weak from the pleasure. It was a good thing you were lying on the couch, otherwise, you may have fallen from how weak your knees were at this point.

If it was even possible, Aether's thrusts began to grow wilder and wilder as more screams and moans left your mouth. Your pussy was making a wet, squelching sound, which proved to Aether that you weren't faking it.

Your moans were sharp and high-pitched; your toes curled as wave after wave of pleasure began to cause your abdomen to heat up. The sensation was almost too much for you to bear.

"A-Aeth, I think... I'm gonna cum!" you wheezed breathlessly, tears streaming from your eyes from the pleasure.

Aether shuddered as your walls began to clench around his cock, threatening to milk him dry. He was determined to take you over the edge, "T-Take my cum! Take it all!"

Without hesitation, he pushed all the way to the hilt. Your head rolled backwards, a string of incoherent words streaming from your lips as you felt Aether's cum coat your pussy. You came at the same time, a fiery pleasure coating your abdomen as you squeezed the cum from Aether's length.

"Fuck! FUCK!" you howled, latching onto Aether's shoulder with your fangs once more.

The two of you laid like that for a little while, just trying to catch your breath as you both came down from the pleasure high. You could taste blood. Looking down, you realized you had penetrated Aether's skin with your fangs drawing blood.

"Oh, shit. Are you okay?" you whispered while grabbing your discarded shirt; dabbing the blood away with the material, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."

His lips met yours, a small chuckle leaving his lips, "Honey, I don't care. I don't even feel it. You made me feel the best that I ever have before. You could hit me with a car and I wouldn't bat an eye."

You giggled at how silly Aether was; savouring your kiss for as long as you could before slowly pushing the rhythm guitarist's cock from your gaping hole, "You're so dramatic."

"Maybe it's the alcohol?" Aether joked while covering yours and his naked bodies with a large blanket.

"Shut up," you mumbled while snuggling into his side; embracing your sweet companion like your life depended on it, "It's definitely the alcohol..."

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

Could you maybe write an established relationship sodo x fem reader smut with breeding kink and knotting with romantic fluffy after care??

Thank you🖤🖤

“darling amour”

❤︎ Synopsis — Sodo’s a mess of emotions— an unpredictable storm that never knew the touch of gentleness and tender care… until he met his current mate. With her, he can learn to be sweet… caring, and shower his lover with so much affection he never knew he had within him.

Pairing: sodo ghoul x ghoulette!reader (she/her)

Theme: smut ❣︎ , fluff ✿

A/N: I’m experimenting with a new writing style so I hope it doesn’t seem to weird aaaaa. I haven’t written with a fem reader in a while, and idk if I wrote the breeding kink well … so I hope this suffices

CW: NSFW CONTENT. Established relationship, Sodo has issues but it’s ok because reader is amazing, AFAB reader, Breeding kink, knotting, p in v, vaginal sex, praise kink, love marking and hickeys, probably more I can’t think of, but Sodo gives reader lots of love and aftercare <3

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Sodo was an interesting little thing.

A rather stoic and hotheaded little fellow, the firecracker of Ghost— you’d probably find Sodo’s name in the dictionary under the word “temperamental”.

Sodo never let anyone get too close to him, always keeping his walls closely built around him, and rarely opening up. He had made it clear since day one that he isn’t a man that speaks with his heart, but rather with instinct— always snapping his teeth and growling at anyone who tries to get too close. Many of the ghouls and ghoulettes have learned to not irritate this man, as the outcome that came from it was never a pretty sight.

Of course, he wasn’t a completely heartless monster, Sodo was just… troubled. He had his friends, like Rain, Phantom, Swiss, all of those guys, but even they have learned not to try and pry into the secrets of Sodo’s issues.

That is until she came to his life.

Y/N, She was a new little infernal into the pack, Papa had summoned her to serve as a new member of their strange, yet welcoming family in the ministry. Sodo didn’t know what it was about this ghoulette that got him so drawn to her. Maybe it was her sweet yet gracious hand gestures, or the way that her voice was just so angelic, like a mourning dove singing it’s alluring and enchanting song.

Call him delusional for swooning over this demon the moment he saw her— but maybe love at first sight wasn’t so silly to Sodo anymore.

And it seemed that Y/N took a liking to Sodo as well, as she clung to him the moment she was summoned. Newly summoned ghouls usually take a bit to adjust to the topside, the overwhelming sensations of the human realm having freshly summoned ghouls on high alert and hissing at anyone who dares to step a foot into their direction. Yet for some odd reason, Y/N stuck to Sodo, and he didn’t mind one bit.

This seemed to work in their favor, because one thing led to another, the fire ghoul and the new ghoulette started dating. It was… a new experience for Sodo, to say the least. He’s never opened up this quickly to a fellow infernal— let alone one he just met recently. However, the fire ghoul always found himself drawn to this beautiful beast.

Something lured him in like a moth to the flame— drawing him into her presence like an symphonic melody. And honestly, Sodo wasn’t complaining, because this woman was everything he wanted in a mate.

She was a stunning ghoulette. Beautiful like the flames of Hell themselves, a sexy beast that had any man or woman shaking in their knees just from her sheer presence alone. Y/N was everything he could ask for. His little darling amour. An absolutely kind and understanding mate, gentle to the touch but absolutely wild in the sheets.

And oh boy did Sodo love this woman in bed.

Maybe it was the way she let out those soft and elegant moans, or how her tail would intertwine with his every time she was close to finishing. The way he drilled his cock into her tight heat had her squeezing so tightly around him… and the feeling just drove Sodo over the edge every single time.

Y/N was a freak in bed, and the fire ghoul was here for it.

“Fuck, darling. You’re going to squeeze me dry.” The guitarist panted between sharp and haste moans, moving his hips in a rhythm that had him and his lover panting heavily from the sheer feeling of pleasure.

Y/N just let out her own soft and breathy moans, her claws gripping onto the silk-woven bedsheets beneath her, while her lover thrusted into her slowly and sensually.

“Ngh… good.” Y/N uttered out quietly, but her tone was laced with lust and affection. “That’s how I know I’m doing a good job at getting you off.”

Sodo looked down at Y/N. His forehead was glistening with sweat and his cheeks were flushed a lavender color. His entire body felt hot, and yet he couldn’t help but give his partner a half-smirk if both desire and love.

“You little minx, you just know how to get me all riled up. Fuck I love you so much.” The fire ghoul groaned out, his voice resonating through the bedroom. Sodo’s thrusts only increased in speed, the head of his cock hitting that sweet, sweet spot within Y/N’s walls that had her tail quivering and her legs twitching.

Sodo could feel the ring of muscle tightening around his erection, which only made the guitarist let out a series of moans that almost sounded pornographic. “You’re such a good girl… taking my cock so well… mmmh~ you’re going to make me lose it.”

This… affectionate and tender side that Sodo had to him, he never really knew it was in him. He was so used to being such a hateful and spiteful ghoul, a fierce and snappy infernal who was angry with the world, angry with himself. He didn’t think there was an ounce of love in his body.

But this moment with Y/N… clearly proved him wrong.

Sodo’s hip thrusts were slow and sensual… being sure to hit every inch of Y/N’s insides in a way that had her squirming under his hold, begging for more. He slowly picked up the pace, and his moans only increased in volume while his fingers gripped his lover’s wrists more tightly.

“So… nnngh~ good for me.. love you so much— so, so much…” Sodo uttered out, his speech becoming more incoherent. The fire ghoul could also tell that Y/N was enjoying this as much as he was— due to her rather high-pitched moans that almost sounded pornographic.

As the guitarist’s moans and groans increased in volume, he dipped his head down towards the ghoulette’s neck. Sodo’s fangs were bared as he gently sunk them into the soft flesh of his lover, leaving hickeys and bite marks between his heavy grunts and moans. These marks… were proof of how much he loved Y/N, how he cherished her like a goddess… and wouldn’t trade her for anything else.

And he was going to keep showing that love in all the ways he can, sexual or not.

“Ahh~ Sodo please…” Y/N moaned out breathlessly, her tail moving to curl around Sodo’s tail while Sodo pounded into her relentlessly. “Please.. please fill me up..”

Sodo might as well would’ve just came right then and there. Y/N’s voice sounded so hot when she said it like that, he definitely wanted to fill her up with his seed now— wanting nothing more than to see his own cum dripping out of her tight heat.

“Ohhh baby~ I’ll give you more than just that.” The guitarist grunted out, feeling his semi-hardened length pulsing inside of his lover’s hole— the walls tightening around his cock and just making him crave Y/N’s body even more.

“Fuck—! You’re such a good girl for me… ohhh you just look so goddamn gorgeous under me like this…”

Sodo’s lips moved to capture Y/N’s in a fiery and heated kiss, slipping his forked tongue into her mouth as they made out. His thrusts didn’t stop either, and he felt himself getting closer and closer to that brink of pleasure— that feeling that made him feel the closest to heaven.

“You’re so fucking sexy… I love you so much.. mmmh~ so so so much..”

Y/N moaned loudly into the kisses, feeling her lips go numb from how passionate Sodo was being. She felt like passing out from the pleasure, but each of Sodo’s hard, yet pleasurable thrusts only kept her eyes shot wide open in pure ecstasy.

“Nnngh! I’m gonna cum—! Sodo… Sodo please I’m gonna cum!” Y/N cried out, her mind completely fogged with nothing but more lust and carnal desire. She could feel some of that ghoulish instinct within her begging for more and more of Sodo’s cock.. and she was allowing for herself to experience it.

Sodo grunted rather loudly as he heard Y/N beg for a release, and he just couldn’t resist biting her neck slightly— leaving a dark and bruising hickey on a spot that would definitely be difficult to cover up.

“Oh yeah? You’re going to cum for me? Mmmmh fuck~ don’t hold back now… let me feel that pleasure you’re experiencing!” Sodo panted out lustfully, his pupils shaped like hearts as he stared down at his lover with so much love and desire.

Sodo’s thumb moved down to gently press down against Y/N’s clit, before moving it in a circular motion while he was thrusting inside of her— giving an extra sense of stimulation that had Y/N squirming and screaming Sodo’s name.

Y/N could feel that knot within her abdomen being slowly undone— before she finally let out one last cry of pleasure, releasing her essence all over Sodo’s cock while it was buried deep within her.

Sodo shortly followed after her, letting out a loud groan before thrusting into Y/N one last time with a hard push. The fire ghoul released his hot seed inside of the ghoulette, ropes of thick cum filling her up to the brim completely. His orgasm was so intense, there was a bit of that slick fluid dripping out of her hole.

Both infernals just laid there for a moment, giving themselves a few minutes to catch their breath. Sodo laid gently on top of Y/N’s chest, before slowly pulling out of his lover, feeling their mixed fluids leave behind a trail that snapped off.

Wordlessly, Sodo got off of the bed and went into the bathroom to grab some towels. One for Y/N and one for himself. He then crawled back onto the bed again, before gesturing to Y/N to come over to him.

“Come here, darling. Let me clean you up.”

Y/N just nodded and slowly got up to move over to Sodo. The fire ghoul then wrapped his arms gently around Y/N’s waist and pulled her into his chest— her bare back resting against his chest. Sodo then used the towel to clean up any remaining fluids down between Y/N’s legs, being extra careful and sensitive so he didn’t stimulate Y/N’s aching privates any further.

Sodo’s touch was so gentle and tender. While he was cleaning Y/N up, he’d occasionally leave a kiss or two on the ghoulette’s cheek— which in turn made her giggle from the ticklish feeling.

The sound of her giggles swelled Sodo’s chest with a familiar warmth that he was slowly getting used to.

“Mmmh.. I love how you’re being so gentle..” Y/N whispered quietly, turning her head around to be met with Sodo’s loving gaze. “It’s one of my favorite things about you.”

Gentle. Sodo would never describe himself as a gentle being. But, his lover saw past his cold exterior, and awoken something more sweet and caring within him. He liked being gentle.

“I do try,” Sodo answered back with a smile, before softly kissing Y/N’s lips. He then cleaned up the last few traces of that sticky fluid, before putting the towel down.

“There… all cleaned up. And you still look as gorgeous as ever.” Sodo praised with a chuckle following after, peppering Y/N’s face with sweet and short kisses— which made her laugh in a delighted manner from how Sodo was acting.

“Oh my Satan— you can be so cheesy sometimes.”

“Only for you I am~ and you know you love it too, Y/N.”

“I do. That’s why I’m your mate, you dummy,”

The fire ghoul only rolled his eyes playfully, and pulled Y/N into his arms again— gently laying down on the silk sheets with his mate in his arms, caressing her and pulling her close.

“Yeah… and I wouldn’t trade you for anyone else.” Sodo whispered softly, burying his head into the crook of Y/N’s neck.

He could breath in her scent, and it was a comforting one. She smelt of roses and fresh vanilla, with a hint of sex from what they both did just now … but it was a comforting sense that brought peace to Sodo’s mind.

Sodo just stayed cuddled up in Y/N’s embrace, while he too was holding her closely. Their bare bodies clung together like two perfectly fitted puzzle pieces. Sodo purred softly and nudged his horns gently against Y/N’s jaw, to which she just chuckled and gently stroked them, her tail moving to intertwine with Sodo’s.

“I love you, Sodo...” Y/N whispered into his ear softly. Her tone was comforting and soothing, it made Sodo feel at ease.

For the first time in a while, he felt peace. He felt calm with his mate… because she has slowly broke down his walls, and carefully opened up his heart… to feel loved again.

“… I love you too, Y/N,”

And he just smiled, feeling his eyes flutter shut as he drifted off into dreamland, dreaming about nothing but peace and love.

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[winniethewife]

But he fell in love with the fever

(Sodo X F!Reader)

Prompt: Temperature play

Words: 1495

Warnings: Smut under the cut, Funky Ghoul anatomy, oral sex (Fem!receiving), spit kink, PinV sex, degradation, Praise, Good Girl, unprotected sex

A/N: For my Event Nine weeks in hell, and Kinktober, Thank you @midgardian-witch for beta reading

Months of heated glances across the room and passing comments between them had led to tension between them that you could cut like butter. So by the time they finally actually got together the entire ministry was thankful. It was a Friday evening, the sun was setting on another productive day and as she left the offices she was face to face with her paramour.

“Sodo, hope you weren’t waiting too long for me.” She grins at him as his cat-like eyes light up at the sight of her.

“I’d wait forever and a day to see you.” He purred, taking his hand in hers, pressing a kiss to her knuckles as he looked at her reverently. When she smiled warmly and used his grip to pull him into her embrace he felt the constant warmth in his chest flicker like a candle. Her fingers trace the line of his jaw as she leans in closer.

“I’d never make you wait that long for me darling.” She muttered softly. Sodo smiles and presses his forehead to hers, taking in her scent, letting all of her fill his senses. He needed to take her to bed, and he needed to do it now.

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Sodo left a series of hot open mouth kisses over her body as he continued downward, dragging his hand along her skin, the hot oil dripping from his fingertips, warmed by his elemental heat, burning her skin in the most thrilling way. She shivered under his touch, his tongue leaving a trail of heat down her stomach, the heat of his breath on her cunt making her clench down on absolutely nothing. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the oil drip down her sides.

“Fuck…Sodo…Please, Need to…need you.” She pleads with him. Sodo lets the last of the massage oil drip from his hand before pressing down on her stomach, his long fingers splayed out along her pelvis as he licks a stripe of heat along her folds. She whimpers as he growls into her core. His fangs just slightly nick her skin as he fully indulges in her cunt. His tongue buried deep in her folds as his nose rubs against her clit drawing the moans he so desperately wishes to hear from her mouth as he slides his tongue inside her. If he had his wish he would simply drown here, it would be the perfect place to perish, his last moments spent between her thighs, enveloped entirely in her. He wants to live and breathe her for the rest of eternity. He would die happily with her taste on his teeth, her scent filling his mind with delicious ecstasy. The feeling of her fingers weaving through his hair, pulling him away brings him back to reality, he raises his head from the depths of her and looks at her with curiosity. She beckons him back up to her and he obediently follows her call.

“Too much baby?” He asked playfully as he carefully drags his nails along her lower stomach, his touch is like an inferno, heating the mix of sweat and massage oil on her as she chuckles softly.

“Your mouth is really, really hot. Cunt needs to breathe a little Hun.” She explains breathlessly.  Sodo grinned as she said this, he loved how much of an effect he had on her. He props himself up on his arms hovering over her, his eyes seeking any sign of hesitation in her expression before resting his hips on hers, his hard on pressing on her abdomen as he strategically leans his body on hers, relishing the feeling of his heat against her. She lets out a soft groan as his lips make contact with the soft skin of her neck, his tongue pressed against her pulse point, it burns. Her hands reacted to the sting by reaching to grab his head, fingers wrapped around his horn tugging gently. Sodo moans softly into her skin and thrusts his hips into hers, his cock rubs against her, drawing another pleased sound from his lips. He sighs deeply and looks up at her, pupils blown with desire.

“Please…I don’t want to wait, I wanna feel you inside me.” She said caressing his sharp jaw, his chin in her hand as her half-lidded eyes met his. He didn’t need to be asked twice, pushing himself back onto his knees to line himself up with her, moving the tip of his cock between her wet folds, gathering her slick on him, but he wasn’t satisfied with it. Holding his palm up to her mouth, pressing the side of his hand to her chin just hard enough to part her lips.

“Spit like the good little whore I know you are.” He growls. She follows his command without question, gathering spit in her mouth and pushing it out from between her lips into his hand.. “Good girl” he croons as he drags his wet hand over his length, until he’s finally satisfied with the sensation, lifting one of her legs onto his shoulder as he pressed himself into her. Both of them let out groans of pleasure as he fills her to the hilt. Her hands grip the sheets as she feels the stretch of her cunt taking in all of him. He stills inside of her, giving her a moment to get used to the feeling of him, and only when she nods does he begin to move. “Mmm, Look at you, taking all of me like that, hell’s you’re perfect.”

“Ngh…Sodo…I…Fuck you feel so good. Too good.” She pants, her hands reaching up to hold his face. She wanted to look at him as he sinks into her again and again in rapid succession, see the look on his face when she clenches around him, she wants to observe every change in his expression, she hopes to document each moment in her mind's eye, keep every part of him in this moment close to her heart.

“Fuck, you know you’re mine baby? You know this cunt only belongs to one ghoul, and nobody else?” His voice drips with possessiveness as his hips cant into hers, moving with intention. He looks down on her as he clutches at her ankle, his arm wrapped around her leg, leaving red streaks from his nails. “You’re mine…say it...Tell me who you belong to darling…”

“You…You Sodo…fu-You…I’m yours. No one else can fuck me like you do. No one else gets to even try.” She whines, trying her best to form sentences as he hits just the right spot inside her, scrambling her brain. Of course her words only encourage him, lifting her other leg over his shoulder as he doubles down, growling as he starts to fuck into her faster, harder, pressing her into the bed. She feels the pleasure pooling in her stomach as the feeling of her impending climax starts to take over her every cell. Her breath hitches in her chest as she manages to utter his name out before the waves of pleasure wash up on her shore. With the feeling of her bearing down on him, Sodo feels his own release mounting, his rhythm stutters slightly as she feels the boiling heat inside of him. The pressure of it all was almost overwhelming, like if he didn’t figure out how to move past it he would erupt. An animalistic groan emits from the back of his throat as he manages at the last second to pull out his cock from inside her and his seed spills across her stomach, a final moment of overwhelming heat, leaving the slightest red marks on her skin where it gathers.

“Damn, you’re so fucking pretty baby, with my cum all over you…” Sodo says with a growl of appreciation. He moves to grab one of the damp cloths to reluctantly wipe her down, his eyes lingering on the marks that he had left. Once she was cleaned up Sodo curls up beside her holding her close, his arms going under her shoulders to hold the back of her head and the base of her neck in his hands as he presses feather light kisses all over her face. “You’re perfect.” he mumbles.

“If I’m perfect, you must be…ugh I can’t think of words, you fucked them all out of me.” She laughed as she tried to think straight. He joined in her laughter.

“Well good, that means you can’t argue with me about how amazing you are for once.” He teased. She scoffed.

“Whatever, you fuckin’…Human shaped furnace.” She playfully mocked him in a sleepy manner. He looked at her with mock offense.

“Well I never…” but before he could finish his thought she had already fallen asleep, nuzzling her face into his hand. He smiles and runs his thumb over her cheek. They could argue about semantics in the morning. For now, he held his definition of perfection in his hands. 

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Masterlist

Taglist: : @silvernight-m @queerponcho @boredzillenial

[you-know-honey]

𝕯𝖊𝖊𝖕 𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘

Chapter I:ℜ𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔶 𝔇𝔞𝔶

Sodo/Dewdrop x fem!reader

Summary: Copia summons a new nameless ghoul

Word Count: 1977

Note: bad english, i'm new to this whole ghost thing, correct me if i'm wrong on anything, I will use a name for the protagonist for more practicality.

Chapter II...→

The place was devoured by darkness, thunder rumbled outside the abbey like cries from heaven in response to profane acts, the wind hit the stained glass windows and lightning illuminated them with a flash of light, stained glass windows that reflected images of Baphomet and other demons. . Regarding Cardinal Copia, his face seemed extremely serious, something unusual for him but the situation warranted it. In each corner of a pentagram were each Ghoul and Ghoulette, the tools of the ritual. It would be an important night, a gift for the group, a refreshing element for the world.

Copia looked up at the sky, looking behind the glass dome above their heads at the moon obscuring the sun, the time had come, he walked down the stairs towards the group, with a light touch to the ground and the gunpowder ignited, burning powerful and bright, until completing the figure of a pentagram connecting with each Ghoul. The group placed their instruments in front of them, giving each other a supportive look.

Montain set the rhythm with the drums, Cumulus took the keyboard with Cirrus, Swiss and Aurora started the singing, Phantom activated his rhythm guitar, Rain shone with his bass and Sodo showed off his guitar. The instrumental flooded the chapel, the melody reverberated in every foundation and made the place shake. The ritual had a single motive, a single need, each Ghoul gave his best, letting some of his essence flow over the fire, calling one of his own, inviting whatever responded on the other side to come out of the darkness and join them.

"Belial, Behemoth, Beelzebub" Cardinal Copia sang, calling to the great leaders, asking for a demon from among his legions "Asmodeus, Satanas, Lucifer"

The place was filled with abysmal and intelligible murmurs, beings from the other side of the pentagram observing from the shadows without daring to cross the threshold. Copia looked proud and excited like a child to feel so many presences present with him, all interested in her vocation. Lightning fell around the Ministry with more force than before, attracted by the power, Swiss and Aurora began their prayers, in a language that only the creatures of the abyss could understand.

A murmur rose from everyone, a shiver ran through the body of all the Ghouls, something had answered the call and had crossed.

Thick black smoke emerged from the gunpowder and condensed into a humanoid figure with no fixed features other than shining fangs. He made small jumps inside the pentagram from one side to the other, looking (if you can put it that way) at each of the ghouls, analyzing them with amusement.

He danced with small childish leaps from one to another, from air to earth, from earth to quintessence, from quintessence to water. She tried to get closer to Sodo, the fire demon. He showed her fangs and the small cloud of smoke walked away scared, it was clear that she didn't want another Fire Ghoul and honestly one was more than enough. She snuck between Montain's drum set cymbals, breaking her personal space several times to check her height in amazement, the ghoul couldn't help but smile nervously.

Cirrus and Cumulus greeted the entity excitedly, letting out small laughs to get its attention. The figure floated towards them and smiled back, playing with the cloaks on their shoulders. She briefly made eye contact with Rain, but out of shyness it wasn't long before the ghoul looked away from her. The specter laughed softly and danced around Phantom a little, plucking the strings of his acoustic guitar with his ethereal hand. Swiss and Aurora laughed at the scene, enjoying seeing how the humanoid being seemed delighted with everyone present, both demons rubbing shoulders in complicity.

Cardinal Copia was excited, this was his first ritual to summon Ghouls from hell, although he somewhat regretted Sodo's bitter attitude, he counted on the others and especially the Ghoulettes to give a good welcome.

The figure took one more turn and his laughter echoed like a child. He returned to the center of the pentagram, looking at the eclipse behind the dome, and raised his hands to the sky, as if he could touch the moon. One after another drops of cold rain began to fall quickly, until they almost became a sea on the ministry, the figure smiled and turned towards Aurora, the latter tensed immediately and one shiver after another crossed her back. The air began to get cold and become salty, capable of hurting the nose when inhaling, everyone could feel it, even demons like Sodo so carried away in their element felt cold, the type that you can only find if you get lost in space or in the last circle of the hell.

Aurora took a step back. The band's instrumental was accompanied by a piano and an energetic female voice, the humanoid figure approached Swiss and extended his hand.

"Hello" the figure greeted before a group of lightning fell again, filling the entire room with absolute white, extinguishing the infernal fire and thus ending the ritual.

Everything returned to darkness after such a dramatic birth, Cardinal Copia applauded excitedly and the lights turned on showing a strange lump covered with a thin and opaque black fabric, a hand with shiny black enamelled nails peeking out of it.

The ghouls avoid the gaze of the lump on the ground, somewhat uncomfortable and extremely tired. But Cardinal Copia waited to see the slightest movement to ensure that the ritual had gone perfectly.

The lump trembled with a movement similar to a first breath.

"Okay, everyone out." announcement, the Cardinal "It's time to find out what they have sent us from hell"

The group's rib cage calmed and a huge sigh of relief escaped everyone's lips. Cirrus and Cumulus crossed their fingers, it was no secret that since Aurora's arrival no girl ghoul had arrived. The ghoul area needs more feminine energy.

"Swiss, can you wait outside?" Copia asked him.

Like owl heads, the group looked at Swiss waiting for his response. Even the disinterested Montain had turned to look.

"Yes," he responded with the firmest tone he could fake.

Aurora approached and pulled one of her sleeves, she didn't have to speak, her concern was obvious. The last time it had been Aether who had stayed at the ritual to bring Phantom. Aether never came back.

Swiss approached Aurora's ear in a hug. "I'm not going anywhere," she whispered, trying to calm her agitated essence.

The ghoulette didn't believe him, clearly. But I trust him, because Swiss never lied.

Inside, Swiss's soul wanted to run after them, but his duty prevented him from showing that kind of rebellion.

He turned to the Cardinal, this walk way towards Swiss handing him a shiny new helmet, accompanied by the usual uniform.

Copia crouched in front of the bundle, lifting the fabric a little to discover what it was hiding, squinting in case everything had failed, giving it more suspense. The figure trembled and both Copia and Swiss took a few steps back.

Little by little the figure stood up, showing a wild tangle of short black hair from which two small black horns with white tips protruded, its tail uncoiled from around its leg and waved behind its back, its hands holding the blanket to avoid being naked.

"She's a she," Swiss sighed with the air contained in his lungs and his lower lip slightly fallen.

"Wonderful" Copia pronounced with some pride, the girl raised her head quickly and the Cardinal was met with a gaze of coal-black pupils and eyelids that contrasted with the glaucous blue of his irises, the creature opened its mouth showing its fangs, perhaps to speak but I don't breathe out any words.

Swiss knocked after the Cardinal, a sign that he should start talking before everything became awkward.

"Do you want to get dressed?" Copia asked in a friendly tone. The girl nodded and the Cardinal nudged Swiss lightly to hand the package to the demon.

Her eyes lit up when he saw her clothes and without shame he completely dropped her blanket, amazed by everything he had before her. Swiss immediately looked at the ceiling and prayed to Satan that Copia had done the same. The lack of what they called modesty was normal in new ghouls, small details that lost importance in hell.

"It would be ideal if you could start with the pants," suggested Copia who had turned around.

They heard the fabric slide down her legs, the metal buttons clicked as she pushed them into the buttonholes of her pants, the next time she put her feet on the ground it was with the boots, giving her a few extra inches of height.

She continued dressing, tucking the Victorian-sleeved blouse into her arms and securing the vest to her body. She looked at herself for a few minutes, satisfied with her appearance.

"Already?" Copia asked, who had turned around with a hand over his eyes, he seemed somewhat uncomfortable or self-conscious about the situation.

"Yes" A feminine and friendly voice answered him.

Copia looked through his fingers to make sure before removing his hand from his face and remembering that he had a script to follow and had to start as soon as possible.

"Ahem…" He cleared his throat and began to speak. Swiss stood silently next to he, holding her helmet. "Do you know why you're here?"

"Yes" replied with a timid tone.

"You are here to be part of Ghost, to help me with your talent to bring the message of the Clergy to the whole world, do you understand that?" The young woman nodded "Do you understand that you are not indispensable and can be replaced if you become a stone in my way to fulfill my mission?" That was the part of Copia that he hated the most because he tended to get more attached to his ghouls and ghoulettes than he should, the punishment of returning to hell was too great for small delusions of fame or prominence, that is, he had forgiven Sodo several of those but He remembered that that was the reason why Papa Emeritus III had been taken out of circulation.

"I understand, sir." He pronounced as seriously as the situation warranted. "My only duty is to help you fulfill your duty to the Clergy and bring our Lord's message to the world."

The girl walked forward, face to face with Cardinal Copia. Now came the fun part, Copia took the helmet from Swiss's hands and placed it on the girl's head, thus sealing the 'contract'.

"Well…I…" Copia took a moment to remember the next step. "What's your name?"

"Aesir, sir," she responded quickly, almost over the Cardinal's question.

"Well…Aesir, the third quintessence ghoul" He raised his voice, proclaiming. "Welcome, dear" Copia lost the threatening and vehemently image that she had maintained until then, when she gave Aesir a warm welcome hug.

The girl seemed happy to have that hug but Swiss was sweating cold.

"He's one of your companions, Swiss," Copia said and the demon approached and extended his hand towards her.

"Hello," Aesir took Swiss's hand, shaking it in greeting.

"Swiss" I call Copia.

He sighed, afraid of the next words the Cardinal might say.

"Could you take Aesir with the others?" The ghoul's mouth opened a little in surprise, he was expecting farewell words "The girls will be very happy to see another female face in the pavilion."

Swiss smiled with deep relief and nodded. "Yes, Cardinal." He directed the girl to the door. "After you," he offered chivalrously.

"Oh, Aesir," Copia called. "If there is any problem, don't hesitate to tell me. In cases of emergencies or things like that." The Cardinal said goodbye.

"Bye," she said as Swiss closed the door behind them both.

I hope you like it, I'm new to the fandom and the lore is somewhat complicated, all help would be VERY welcome.

[fluffysourpatch]

Until the end of time my little Ghoulette

Sodo x fem reader

Warnings: Sodo still a little piece of shit / bad english

!2047 Words!

// Chapter II //

A little spying doesn´t hurt

The little ghoulette went to the kitchen and searched for some food. Humm oh this looks nice… some strawberries and a juice. She takes the food and sits down on a chair. Meanwhile... with Sodo observing the new ghoul from afar, his eyes narrowed. “She´s not going to give it back this easily” he muttered. “It looks like she is more intelligent than I thought. The things I could do with a smart little ghoul like this…” His eyes widened.

“I shouldn´t think that way. She already got my dagger. Better stay away from her, for the best.” Sodo sighed maybe he should wait. The moment will present itself, sooner or later.

“Watching our new ghoulette huh? You like her already.?” Was whispered on his ear. “Ugh- What the hell…” Sodo startled and turned around, “Is there never a moment where a Papa isn´t listening?” he growled. Papa Copia stands beside Sodo and smiles. Sodo glances at him and scoffs “And yes, I am watching her, but that doesn´t mean I like her or anything”

Copia chuckled, he looks Sodo direct in his eyes and says “Sure, sure I see the look on your eyes my boy! And I can tell if its hate or loveee~” Sodo sighed frustrated “Shut up please. Don´t you dare say I love her!” he exclaimed with a stern voice. He leaned a little and said “I like her. There´s a difference” He smirked. Copias crossed his arms “Oh? Didn´t you just told me second ago that you don´t like her?” he teased.

Sodo’s eyes widened, Copia is fucking with him. He grumbled “That´s not important!” he sighed “Just don´t go making assumptions based on someone´s eyes” groaning. “You papas have that weird ability…” Copia sulks after Sodo said that does he really has weird abilities?

Sodo started to talk again “You know, I´m getting tired of your teasing, Copia, that´s the second time you do this to me today” He was about go get mad again. Copia laughed and patted Sodos shoulder “But where is the fun of it? A little teasing does no harm my boy…” Sodo shrugged his shoulder so Copia hand falls off.

Sodo sighed again and looks to the little ghoulette “You know I think I might start to get… A little attached to her… Oh! And if you try to make her hate me, I´ll- “Sodo frowned. “I´ll make you suffer”

Papa listened to him and nodded “Well if you are attached to her then go tell her before someone steals her from you! I heard that our boy Swiss tried to flirt with her” he giggles “that was fun to see” Sodo frowned and raised an eyebrow at Papa “What do you mean by stealing her? Are you trying to suggest I should confess my feelings to her??” then he turned around to Papa and scoffed “Also do you really want to talk about Swiss? He really is the dumbest ghoul I have met. He can´t even speak properly”

Papa Copia snickered “Yeah go tell her your feelings maybe not now! Because maybe she doesn´t like you right now but I would tell her soon. I go now, need to do some work. Good luck my boy ~” He turns around and walks away from Sodo. “Well… I guess you´re right” Sodo sighed, “Fine, I´ll think about it” he glanced at Copia who´s already walking away. “You better not tell her I like her, ya hear?” His voice turned to stern. “You better do your job and stay out of my way!” Sodo called to Copia and he waves off with his arm and called back “I can´t promise ~”

Sodo muttered something under his breath as he watched Copia walk away. “The nerve of that papa…” he huffed annoyed. “Why do all of them have to be such pests?” At that moment the little ghoulette finished eating stood up from her chair and cleaned the stuff, she leaves the kitchen as Sodo called out. “Hey, you, ghoul!” he yelled, his voice stern once again. “You still didn´t give me your name!”

The little ghoulette pauses turns to him, she looks confused at him “You asking me this now? Huh well, let´s make this difficult for you… try to find it out~” then she turns around and walks away.

He narrowed his eyes. Ugh, she´s really testing me. He thought. “But this will be interesting” Sodo smirked “Let´s see just how hard this little ghoul will make my life.”

 Some weeks later Sodo was still watching her from afar every day to get to know her and to see what she´s doing… As for the little ghoulette, she was sitting outside in the garden with another male ghoul talking and laughing. She found a friend at that time, as for Sodo who was watching the scene from a nearby window, narrowed eyes with a little jealousy. Seems she got a new friend huh? His tail swings back and forth without him knowing. The other ghoul stood up and kissed the little ghoulette on the cheek and waves goodbye to her.

“Oh, my goodness.” Sodo whispered to himself. His eyes widened a bit. Why must everything happen so quickly here? He thought. Sodo was lost in thoughts didn´t realize that now the little ghoulette is standing behind him not anymore outside in the garden. “What are you doing here and why are you watching me?” She asked.

Sodo jumped. “Oh damn, little ghoul!” He exclaimed, putting his dagger to her neck in a second for defense, but saw who that was so he put the dagger away again. “Don´t scare me like that” He muttered “I told you to not scare me like that” and then he looks away from her eyes.

“I´m just… observing things. It´s for your own good, ya know?” he glanced at her again “So, ´but the question and more importantly is what were YOU doing?” he smirked.

“I was having a good time with a new friend and I saw you watching me. But why?” she narrowed her eyes at him and crossed her arms. He huffed and answered “I´m observing so that I know what you´re up to”. “I´m your…. Superior, I need to know what my underlings are doing” he said. Raising his eyebrows. “But, let me guess…” He chuckled. “You don´t want to listen to me, right?”

The little ghoulette shakes her head and answered to Sodo “What I am up to? I do nothing then just reading, playing guitar and talking to other people. Unlike YOU stalking me.” Pointed her finger to him.

“Hey! I was NOT stalking you” Sodo replied, with an annoyed look. “You´re lucky I don´t take your words seriously. But you must know, stalking isn´t the only way to follow someone. In fact, sometimes, people can spy on others without even being seen. But hey, for someone who´s as dumb and cocky as you, this must sound unbelievable. But let me tell you, I´ve heard about things much more unbelievable than that”. He smirked.

“But yeah, I guess you´re smart enough to stay out of danger” The little ghoulette tilts her head and her tail twitched a little angry. “If I am dumb and cocky then I wouldn´t know that you were SPYING on me in the last one hour ago” replied to him and smirked.  “But anyway, do you want to maybe go eat some ice cream with me?” the little ghoulette asked him happily.

“Me? Eating ice cream with you?” Sodo chuckled, as if someone told the most ridiculous joke ever. “And why would I do that?” He smirked at her. Then he sighed “Well, maybe I´m being a little to hard on you. I guess a little ice cream won´t hurt” He smirked “But let me remind you, I was doing you a small favor” He muttered.

The little ghoulette chuckled and walked forward “I think I am doing you a small favor, because you are all alone without someone to talk to. And SPYING on me, I mean if you want to spent some time with me then just say so! Sooo let´s go eat some ice cream and YOU are paying!” Sodo chuckled and follows her to an ice cream Café.

They ordered some ice cream then sat down on a table. The little ghoulette glanced outside of the window. Sodo was watching her and then started to talk again. “You know there is a lot you can learn from me... What do you think? Wanna become my student? I´ll teach you everything I know.” He asked this time softly. The little ghoulette turned her head to Sodo and listened to him…

“Tell me a good reason why you should teach me?” raises an eyebrow at him and puts on a bitch face.

“Well,” he smirked and started “I am the most experienced Ghoul you´ll meet. I have seen a lot of ghouls come and go. I have spent countless nights studying the band´s history. I have learned from the finest teachers” He narrowed his eyes “And now I want to pass on my knowledge”. He sounded very serious “Are you ready to learn?”

The little ghoulette glances at him and sighs well what bad can happen? “I can try...” she answered him and gives him this look of defeated. “Don´t give me that look, this will be fun!” He said, smiling. “If you ever have any doubt or scared ask me anything… I´ll do my best to prepare you and make you the magnificent ghoulette I know!”

The little ghoulette chuckled and said “First of all I´m not scared. Second, when do we start?” with a cheeky smile.

Sodo smirked “We start now. Alright then” Sodo hands her a little book. “This little book contains rules, instructions and even a bit of history of the band. It´s basically all you need to know about us” he exclaimed “And you know, you´re not allowed to lose it. If you lose it, you´ll be punished” he warned then he leans close to her and whispered “Do not lose it”.

She sighed, opens the book and reads the first rule. She smirks and thinks of something funny to tease him. “First rule! Give Mr. Sodo a blowjob!” she started to laugh.

“Wh- What the hell- “Sodo narrowed his eyes, “You´re going to get killed one day, you know that, right?” He took a deep breath. “Never say anything like that again you hear that?” He said holding himself to punish her for it. The little ghoul didn´t stopped laughing and giggles, “Chill out dude, I was just joking haha I bet you wish it would say that in the book huh?” she snickered.

Sodo narrowed his eyes the nerve of that girl, but then he chuckled “You´re lucky you´re a girl” he muttered to himself. “But still don´t make this same joke ever again” he said, looking at her sternly. “Got it?”

She smirked and tilts her head “And what happened If I don´t choose to stop it? Then what?” comes close to his face to mock him. His eye twitched, slightly annoyed at her question. “You don´t want to find out, trust me” He hissed. “Stop making these jokes or I´ll make you stop” he narrowed his eyes again “Do I make myself clear?”

The little ghoulette raised her arms as for defeat and chuckles “Okeey! Whatever you say boss~”

“Good” he smiled, but there was no joy in it. “Now get lost. And don´t think I´ll be soft every time” A subtle threat to his tone. “Oh, before I go How should I call you?” asked the little ghoul and starts to tease him again asking for death wish. “Mr. Ghoul? Sodo? Boss? Oh how about Papi? Nah or Sour patch? I think SOUR PATCH suits you”

“Sour patch? What?” Sodo asked confused “Not even close. And I´m not your dad!” he shook his head disappointed “Do you still want me to be your teacher? You can´t say stuff like that to your teacher! You still need to have some respect” he huffs.

The little ghoulette waves off “Sure sour patch, whatever you say. See you later!” leaves the Café.

“And STOP calling me Sour patch, you idiot!”

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♥

[callme-littlesunshine]

Cuddling

Sodo x fem!reader Warnings: none! Summary: Sodo had a day off from practise and wanted to cuddle with you.

a/n English is not my first language, please be kind to me. I really love ghost and Sodo is my comfort person so i hope u like it! -darling

Today was the first day since a few weeks where he had a day off. Currently I was with Phantom, talking about the upcoming tour. He was the newest Member of Ghost, summond a few weeks ago. I told him about the fans, I was a Sister of Sin but sometimes I tag along with them. Actually I was not allowed but Sodo is a little gremlin and knew a way. Phantom and I were at the fire place, currently it was quit cold outside so I wanted to get some warmth.

I felt cozy when I heard the door opened, i whipped my head around and saw Sodo looking around. When he laid his eyes on me, he came straight to me and threw me over his shoulders. "taking her with me" and with that, he left the room, on his way to his own. In his room, he threw me on his bed and crawled over me, I tilted my head ans smiled sweetly at him. A few moments later he let himself fall, I wrapped my arms around him and closed my eyes. His warmth is better than everything else. I knew he was cold and wouldn't leave his bed when it wasn't important. "What's wrong baby?" I asked him as I scratched his head. He was quit but a after a minute or so he looked at he and kissed my jaw. "I want to cuddle" he mumbled and hid his face in my neck. At this sentence my lips pulled up in a really big smile, I didn't complain and let him cuddle with me. I knew he wasn't the softest person and didn't show much emotion expect for his gremlin attitude but I am happy at those moments when he does.

After a few minutes I wanted to grab his blanket to throw it over us but his grip on me got tighter like he didn't want me to move. He wrapped his tail around my wrist and put it back where it was but didn't let it go. My smile only grew bigger when i heard his purrs. "I love you" my voice was below a whisper.

"I love you" was his replay.

[wtfisthatfockingthing]

Silent harmonies

Context: Y/N is the replacement for Aether. Dewdrop doesn't like this and he always insults her, but Y/N didn't do anything wrong...

Pairing: Dewdrop (Sodo) x Fem!Reader

Warning: None

Length: 3500~ letter

(Ps.: lately I've been reading a lot of dictionaries out of boredom, so if there are words in it that are not used that much in conversation, I apologize)

Dewdrop strummed his guitar absentmindedly, lost in the haunting melodies that drifted through his mind. The Ghost band practice room was filled with tension, an unseen barrier between the two guitarists, Dewdrop and Y/N. Y/N, the rhythm guitarist who had stepped up to fill the void left by Aether's departure, had become the unwilling recipient of Dewdrop's misplaced frustration. Ever since Aether's departure, Dewdrop found himself yearning for the familiar harmonies and connection they once shared. Y/N was an exceptional musician in her own right, but to Dewdrop, her presence was a constant reminder of what was lost. He struggled to accept her as Aether's replacement, and in his pain, he turned to criticism as a means to cope.

Each practice session grew more hostile, each note became an opportunity for Dewdrop to unleash his discontent. He criticized Y/N's every chord, every strum, even when she played flawlessly. His words were shards of ice that pierced through her heart, chipping away at her confidence and leaving her feeling broken. One fateful day, as the piercing remarks echoed in the room, Y/N could no longer bear the weight of Dewdrop's hostility. In a moment of sheer frustration, she slammed her guitar down, her voice trembling with anger. "I've had enough!" - Y/N's voice trembled, her eyes blazing with emotions. "I can't take your constant criticism anymore, Dew! I didn't choose to replace Aether, and I don't deserve this treatment!" - Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes, a mixture of anger, hurt, and a desperate need to escape. Without another word, she turned and fled from the practice room, her footsteps echoing down the empty hallway.

The silence that followed was deafening. Dewdrop stood there, the weight of his own bitter words crashing down upon him. Regret flooded his heart like a tidal wave as the reality of his actions settled in. He had allowed his pain to consume him, blinding him to the damage he was causing. Dewdrop's remorse fueled his determination to mend what he had broken. He searched tirelessly for Y/N, seeking forgiveness and the chance to make amends. It took hours of searching through familiar spots and hidden corners until he finally spotted her, sitting alone on a park bench, silently succumbing to her tears.

Summoning his courage, Dewdrop approached Y/N. His voice was filled with sincerity, a plea for understanding. "Y/N, I am so sorry," - he whispered, kneeling before her. "I let my grief consume me, and I unjustly took it out on you. I know I've hurt you, and I hate myself for it." - Y/N's tear-stained face turned to meet Dewdrop's gaze, a mixture of skepticism and pain lingering in her eyes. "You have no idea how much your words have hurted me," - she replied, her voice strained. "I gave my all to be part of this band, to support you, and yet you treated me with nothing but hostility." - Dewdrop bowed his head, his own tears threatening to escape. "I didn't want to hurt you, you didn't deserve what I did to you." - he apologized, his voice choked with emotion. "I miss Aether, and your presence as the new rhythm guitarist only amplified that pain. But it was never your fault, and I want to make it right." - Y/N's eyes softened slightly, a flicker of hope igniting within. She could sense the sincerity in Dewdrop's voice, the genuine remorse in his eyes. Slowly, she spoke, her voice strained with vulnerability. "If you truly mean what you say, if you're willing to change, then maybe we can find some common ground." Dewdrop nodded, tears now freely flowing down his face. "I promise" he whispered, his voice trembling. "I will work to earn your trust again, to show you the respect you deserve as a musician and as my bandmate." Together, they sat on that bench. In the stillness of the moment, they shared their pain, their fears, and their hopes. It would be a long road to rebuilding the trust that had shattered, but they were willing to take the first step together.

In the days that followed, Dewdrop stayed true to his promise. He replaced criticism with encouragement, sharing his experience and knowledge with Y/N to help her grow. And slowly, the hostility between them melted away, making room for a newfound harmony within their music and their relationship.

[sink-me-in-your-ocean]

Tinderbox

Dewdrop/Sodo ghoul x demon!fem!reader smut

WC: 5100

A/N: @endhisbloodlineinmyesophagus ty for being my inspiration during these times of turmoil. Also - set in the roaring Twenties… for no reason other than fun.

Content warnings: fingering, p in v sex, biting, rough sex, marking, kn!fe play, kn!fe k!nk, blood play (towards the end) and consumption. 18+ only. Minors DNI.

NSFW below the cut.

The evening sparkled, there was no other way to describe it. Men in suits, women in sequins, feathers, and fringe-trimmed dresses.

You had one last evening to celebrate after gathering necessary intel on the earthly plane for the devious devils down below who employed you. Everything could have been perfect, had it not been for your choice of company and his complete and utter determination to ruin the evening.

You had spent the entire afternoon doing up your hair, placing the curls just so. Your horns were hidden perfectly beneath the human glamour you had chosen. The dress you chose was as low cut as you could get without being confused for a prostitute. You still had to look your part, after all. You shimmered like an effervescent glass of champagne, all golden and gorgeous from head to toe. The color complimented your human-shade skin so nicely. Even the undergarments you chose were golden, the garter belt holding your hosiery up and the unlined bra doing the same to your soft breasts.

Only one problem.

Dewdrop would not stop reaching under the table towards you. He couldn’t stop fidgeting since you left the hotel room, rather. First it was his shoes, dragging up and down your stocking-clad calves to get your attention, then he switched seats at the four-top, so he would be right next to you. Hands, feet, the backs of your knees, everything was on the table apparently. 

His tail snaking its way up the skirt of your dress was the final straw. You were at a nice restaurant trying - failing - to enjoy a nice dinner. Just one teensy weensy thing in your temporary masquerade among the humans. For fucks sake, the place had white linen tablecloths. 

Thankfully you were sitting at a corner table.

“Dew.” You said through a forced smile, “I’m being serious this time.” 

You took a purposeful sip of your white wine, narrowing your eyes over the rim of the glass. The crisp, dry taste of the chilled beverage kept you from completely scowling at him. At least it did until you felt his tail curling up the edge of your dress again.

You scolded him again, “You know you shouldn’t be doing that, ghoul.”

His face was smug, “I can do whatever I want.” 

“Just not whenever you want.” You shot back.

“You can’t deny me.” His gaze was intense, fuck, you wanted to give in to his whims so badly. You couldn’t though, not now. No matter how much you wanted him to bend you over and fuck you on top of this perfectly white cloth-covered table.

“I can, and I am.” Your resolve was firm, but for how much longer it would stay that way, you hadn’t a clue.

The two of you stared intensely at each other, his irises started shifting beneath his glamour, blood-red cutting through. 

“Hah!” You exclaimed, though not loud enough to draw any untoward attention, “Sloppy, as usual, Dew. As soon as you get your mind in the gutter you start slipping.”

“As long as you’re there to catch me.” He grinned devilishly, and you could see his fangs poking through.

“I’ll catch you alright.” You sneered, “Right between my teeth I’ll catch you, honeydew.” You ended the sentence calling him your favorite term of endearment while simultaneously dragging your tongue across the top row of your even teeth. The action pointedly reminded him how your glamour was perfectly intact.

What was meant to douse the flames only added fuel to the fire ghoul. But that was the nature of your, rather explosive, relationship. 

You opened your folding fan, the air in the room suddenly feeling stale and hot. As you fanned yourself his greedy, ghoulish hands made their way back to your thigh under the table. 

You struck his offending hand reflexively before your brain could catch up. Perfectly in time for the runners to bring your appetizers out. 

“Thank you.” You smiled graciously, Dew scowled, staring at the human food in front of you both. “Don’t even start now.” You warned him.

“Fine.” He sighed, looking around before scooping up his food and shoveling it down without tasting it. He sat back in his seat as you brought the first bite to your wine-red lips. “I want to play a game.”

“What did you have in mind?” You said absently, glancing around sharply to make sure no one was watching his abhorrent display of table manners.

“If anyone looks too long at you -”

You interrupted him, “Too broad, be specific.” You had another bite of the tangy appetizer. 

“Fine.” He huffed, looking around the room before a wicked grin crept over his face. “If that waiter comes over here for no reason again, I get to spank you.”

Touché, that was specific enough. “Oh, I see, and if he comes over here with a purpose?”

“Your choice then.”

“Nah, too boring.” He let out an irritated noise, but you ignored him, “How about this, if you get jealous of him flirting with me, I get at least one more orgasm than you.”

“That’s assuming he will flirt with you, which there’s no way he will do that with me here.” He seemed overly confident. “The human men respect each other way more than they respect women.”

The match was set. “Then you shouldn’t be afraid of being jealous.”

“I’m never jealous.”

“We’ll see about that.” A smirk touched your lips before you finished your plate of food.

You enjoy the rest of your meal, each course exciting your taste buds more than the last. Finally, it was time for dessert. Out came the most decadent looking chocolate frosted cake on a silver platter. The waiter, whose name you learned was Liam after you asked and batted your eyelashes, promptly served you a slice of the checkerboard cake. 

You took a huge bite, savoring the sweetness. Vanilla and chocolate, perfect for your indecisive self.

The waiter serves Dewdrop a slice as well before his watchful eyes look at your face again

“Miss, you have some, er, frosting on your cheek.”

“Oh, do I?” You played so innocently. “Be a dear and get it for me, would you?”

“With pleasure.” He plucks a dark napkin from the inside of an otherwise empty wine glass. The man leans in and dabs the cloth on your cheek, the side of his finger brushing your skin excited you. You didn’t break eye contact until you felt the whole table rattle as Dewdrop kicked it.

Moment over.

The waiter straightened and motioned to the bottle of champagne you ordered, averting his eyes from you. He picks up the bottle and begins to tear the gold foil from the top but Dew snatches it out of his hand. His chair makes a scraping squeak as he practically jumps out of it, commanding the room.

You watch wide-eyed as couples conversations at the few surrounding tables begin to die out, their attention turned to the two devils in disguise. Dewdrop removes the fastener with one hand and easily manhandles the bottle with the other. 

Damn those perfect hands of his. 

You thought he meant to pop the cork barehanded but he surprised you, as well as earned a couple light gasps from nearby tables, as he picked up a knife. He ran it along the seam of the champagne bottle and with a swipe of the blade he sliced the bottle open. It let out a loud pop, and the contents inside bubbled but no liquid spilled, rather, combined with the air in a hiss and left it like a smoking gun. 

The scattered applause in the space was no match for Dew’s smirk at you. 

Oh he had you. He had you so well. Who would have thought that sabrage could be so sexy? 

There was no point in flirting with the human anymore, but you did it anyway. You were already traversing a rocky path, but you wanted to set off a few more traps along the way. So you made sure Dew caught you looking the waiter up and down, raking your gaze over him as he handed you the glass of champagne.

The two of you sat in silence while you finished your beverage and cake. Then you reached for your purse, opening it to find the dark lipstick that needed reapplying. 

The waiter came back to your table as you brazenly applied your lipstick in front of the dining room. You did one of your signature moves, sweeping your eyes to look up at him, your lashes batting ever-so-slightly in that way that made mortal men fall to their knees.

“Can I interest you in anything else this evening?” His voice deepened, “Perhaps something off the menu?”

“Oh?” You played up your sweetness to tooth-rotting levels, “What did you have in mind?”

The waiter went to open his mouth and promptly closed it, his expression turning to icy fear. You turned your head to look at Dewdrop just as he hissed at the poor mortal, his eyes glowed red as he purposefully dropped his glamour.

You hit him with your fan again. 

It was well past time to leave. You didn’t want the mortal getting in any real trouble with your fire ghoul, so you collected your wits and coat and left promptly, dragging Dew behind you by his necktie. 

-

You both got in the lift to go up to your shared hotel room. Of course, you had to tell the clerk at the check-in desk that you were “Mr. And Mrs.” since this establishment was more on the high end and yet still cared that a woman couldn’t rent her own room by herself. 

Eye roll.

As soon as the doors closed on the lift, the energy changed. The light bulbs dimmed, the panel on the wall containing the floor numbers blinking and flickering before stabilizing. The liftman blinked and shook his head furiously, not understanding what had happened. But you knew, Dewdrop was absorbing power. But for what, you had not the faintest.

As if to prove a point, he snuck his hand behind you, running up the inside of your thigh closest to him and shocking you with static electricity. You tried not to jump, not to give him the satisfaction, but your body betrayed you. 

He snickered, causing the elevator operator to glance back over his shoulder, prying eyes turning to see what was happening. Dew growled at him, eliciting the same nasty behavior as he had at the dinner table.

You swatted him with your fan in the ribs, only to get no response. He was locked in a death stare with the poor soul. 

There’s only one way to remedy this.

You darted your hand out, nimble fingers digging into Dew’s side to tickle him. He made a high pitched sound that almost made you laugh aloud, turning his red eyes at you. You weren’t intimidated by his glare at all, at least not until the threat spilled like thick poison from between his clenched teeth.

“You’ll pay for that.”

Your stomach squeezed. Dewdrop made more threats than a hellhound has teeth, but this felt like a promise. It was the way he said it that sealed the deal. But you wouldn’t let him win, not yet at least.

“You don’t scare me honeydew.” You let your glamour slip slightly, baring your sharp fangs at him.

The elevator clanged and let out a ding. 

“Uh, e- enjoy your evening.” The liftman tripped over his words and opened the door. He was surely too eager to be rid of the both of you.

You slid the metal key from your tiny purse, unlocking the door. Dew grabbed you and opened the door, slamming it loudly behind you. The hotel room was a coffin now, and you were about to be buried alive. Your only warning was his heavy panting breaths and the tight grip on your arm.

Payback time.

He shoved you into the wall roughly, your shoulders taking the brunt of the impact. Dewdrop grabbed you, his claws creating divots in your glamoured skin, and planted his lips on yours. The kiss you shared was equally matched in ferocity and need, sending tingles to the very tips of your fingers. You felt your lust bubbling to the surface, equivalent only to your dark urge to mark him too.

Your hands went up to his cheeks immediately and from there to tangle in his silken white-blonde hair, not letting him go for a second. You couldn’t, holding him close to you was your greatest desire. His kisses smothered you in warmth and his scent of smoke and ash.

He kissed you fervently and rambled as his lips traveled to your face and neck, his right hand moving to the small of your back, long fingers pulling you flush against him while the other knotted itself in your hair. “I’ve wanted to have you since the second you stepped out in that dress. I know you put it on just to tempt me, to tease me.”

“Dewdrop, listen to yourself, I had to wear something. I can’t just go out in public naked.”

You could tell he was picturing it from the way his breath stalled, his teeth freezing over your quickening pulse. Gripping his tie and unfastening it, you broke him out of his wild imagination, snapping it as you tore it from beneath his shirt and jacket.

“No, no you couldn’t.” He managed breathily.

Your breath was just as tremulous, “Tell me why, my ghoul.” Your fingers tugged on the lapels of his jacket, pulling him back in. You were already lust-drunk from just kissing him, but you needed more. 

“Because you’re mine.” His gruff voice, the rushed kisses, and the scrapes of his fangs at your throat felt like a drug being injected directly into your bloodstream, and you felt your rational thoughts slipping away into nothingness. All that was left was him. Him and you. The two of you against the world in a time you didn’t belong to. 

His left hand grasped the inside of your thigh, which made you eternally grateful for the high-sitting fringe on the dress. You gasped, his warm, long fingers dug into your flesh almost possessively. His desire to mark you as his was as intense as your need to be claimed by him. And you needed to be claimed by him, completely. 

He played with the garter straps laying innocently against your legs and traced the seams of your stockings. You stripped his jacket off his shoulders, glad to be ridding him of the superfluous clothing but wincing when his hands left your skin.

His fingers continued to travel upwards, nearing the apex between your thighs. Now he was stalling, those digits you craved so much just hovered, occasionally tickling the crease of your leg. Dewdrop loved to tease you, it was all to get you back for teasing him so much. You knew you earned this, but you wanted him so badly to cross that threshold and touch you where you ached.

He moved his face back from your neck, meeting your eye line, watching you unravel before he’s even done anything to you. That smug look on his face made you unruly, and you flashed your fangs to urge him to get on with it. Dewdrop kissed you as his fingers slid under the seam of your panties. You sucked his bottom lip into your mouth, greedily biting at his lip. He growled in response as he stroked against your slit.

“So fucking wet for me.” He said in the midst of messy kisses, then he bit at your bottom lip, trapping it prisoner between his sharp teeth before drawing back. His eyes were dark as the void itself, “Or is this for him?”

That human? He couldn’t be serious.

“No, Dewdrop, only for you.”

“Fucking better be.” He pressed two fingers inside your aching center. 

He tilted your head with his free hand, kissing up your neck and ear again. Your ear which was now pointed, the skin he was kissing melting from an illusory human tone to a color wholly unnatural for a person.

Dewdrop pulled back again, admiring his handiwork. “Now who’s glamour is slipping?” He curled his fingers to punctuate the question, making your thighs fight to close.

Smug bastard.

“Show me.” His eyes glowed intensely. “Let me see you.”

“Are you -” a moan interrupted your question as he added a third finger inside you. Your nails dug into his shoulders. “A-are you sure?” He hadn’t seen you completely without your glamour before, and you felt nervous about bringing it out. 

He planted a passionate kiss for assurance to your lips, “Fuck yes.”

“Hmmm,” you hummed, debating whether you should. Then, you realized you could make it a game and a wicked, seductive smile had you goading him, “Make me cum and I will.”

“How can I say no to that?”

You had no warning as his thumb pressed against your clit. His fingers, fuck, they felt too good inside you. It was a curse, as they made it so yours could never measure up. 

He kept up his pace, and the stimulation between his fingers and thumb was making you weak. You felt your knees sagging slightly, but he kept you right where he wanted you against that wall. Dew didn’t let up for a moment, giving you all that you craved with the ministrations of his hand and kissed you deeply. You swear even your scalp tingled; you felt lightheaded already. And all the tension between you two earlier? That was the real foreplay. 

His fingers kept up their movements, in and out, in and out, giving you that sensation that had you at the end of a rope, hanging on a rope by a thread. Then he curled his fingers and you became flaming cinders burning the rope to ash. Your claws dug into his shoulders as your body tensed, teetering on the precipice of your orgasm. 

“Dew -” you whined, trying to hold on.

“Let go for me.” He whispered into your skin before sucking hard on the flesh of your neck.

You cried out in rapture as you shattered. His long fingers stroked you through the fluttering waves of your climax. You thought he would give you more time to come down from your high, but you were wrong. A moan escaped your lips as his fingers left your dripping sex and you looked at him. 

Dewdrop’s red eyes were intimidating, and filled with desire. You knew he wouldn’t wait any second longer. He gave you what you wanted, now it was your turn to sate him.

“Turn around.”

You did as you were told, obedient only for him. 

He brushed your fallen hair from the back of your neck to expose the top of your dress. His fingers hesitated with the zipper for a second too long before he let go of you. You were about to complain when you felt the cold press of metal skate up the back of your thigh. Your veins turned icy and made you go rigid as the metal glided up and under the hem of your dress. Far too close to your heat. Dewdrop grabbed the bottom of your dress in his other hand and with a swipe, shredded the garment from your body. 

“Dew! I liked that dress!” The shorn pieces lay in tatters at your feet along with the knife you recognized from dinner earlier. He must have pocketed it after popping open the champagne bottle.

“I’ll get you another one.” He sized you up, looking you up and down. “Drop your glamour. Now.”

You wanted to protest, but you knew he was just like you in this regard: Stubborn to a fault. It was his turn to get his way, and you had to give in.

You rolled your shoulders, removing your bra, then unclipping the garter belt from your middle. Concentrating, you closed your eyes, shifting into your true form, your hellish form. Your twin horns sprouting from beneath your thick hair, your tail appearing behind you, and your skin turning an inhuman shade somewhere between dusk and dawn. Your nails lengthened into claws and your teeth did the same, became sharper and deadly. 

Used to seeing so many parts of Dewdrop, it wasn’t anything new per se to have him do the same, but at the same time - it was. The air changed, it felt thick as you inhaled, taking him all in. Showing yourselves to each other shouldn’t have mattered so much. But this added a layer of intimacy to your tryst. Two demons in their true forms, finding temporary solace in each other's arms in this isolating earthly plane.

Ironically, it was a slice of heaven.

“You’re perfect like this.” He ran his tongue over his sharp teeth.

“Am I?”

“Yes.” He kissed you again, deeply, with a depth of lust you couldn’t place yet. His voice dropped low, “Now I think I might die if I’m not inside you. Get up there.” He ended the sentence with a chaste pinch on your exposed ass cheek.

You knew better at this point than to ask him if he wanted you face up or down.

It was a face down kind of night.

He didn’t waste a breath, no sooner had you “assumed the position” and he was behind you, bare, and pressing against your rear. 

An embarrassingly needy sound escaped you, but you couldn’t help it. You were like Pavlov’s dog and Dewdrop trained you exceedingly well. 

And he rewarded you even better.

He fisted your hair with one hand, pulling you back so you felt him right there. His thick cock rested perfectly against your wet cunt, and you wiggled your ass back and forth to coat his length with your juices. He twitched, hand reaching out to line himself up with your entrance.

This was always the part that made your toes curl and your breath stall. The calm before the storm with the tip of his hard dick against your lips. Every muscle tensed, your demon body roaring internally, needing to be taken by him, demanding to be claimed.

“Fuck.” He cursed under his breath as he pressed himself inside you, and you felt that familiar burning stretch. Your nails dug into the sheets for leverage, and you arched your back further, pressing back to ensure he buried himself to the hilt on the first go. Your mouth hung open as he bottomed out, then he immediately withdrew, leaving only the tip inside you before slamming his hips back against yours. His grip on your waist tightened as he started a rhythm that had you crying out for gods you didn’t believe in.

“You think that stupid, human, waiter could fuck you as good as me?” He was relentless, rutting into you like an unbridled animal. If there was one thing about Dewdrop you could always count on, it was that he would put all of his rage into fucking you. He held onto his emotions from the day and completely let go, only for you.

“Is that, fuck, is that jealousy I hear?”

“Maybe it is.” You felt his claws coming out, digging into your soft hips. 

You growled, the feeling of your ass cheeks vibrating with every thrust of his hips meeting yours was spurring you on more. Just then, an idea in the heat of the moment hit you. You craned your neck to rake your gaze over him, distracting him with your pleading eyes. “Give me more, please Dew. I need more.”

He took the bait. His dark eyes locked on yours, “You’ll take whatever I give you, harlot.”

You used his distraction to snake your tail up and behind his back, careful to avoid his in the process. The spaded end of the appendage dragged itself underneath his arm, running along his ribs with a feather-light touch.

He jolted, not hesitating to give you a hard smack on your right ass cheek before pulling out of you. The feeling of being empty made you clench, alarm sounds ringing in your feverish brain. You sat up, playing innocent even though he would never buy it, “It was an accident.”

“I don’t care.” He shifted himself so his back was against the pillows along the headboard.  “You want to misbehave then you’re going to have to work for it.” His red eyes flicked downward before landing back on your nude frame and he crossed his arms. 

“With pleasure.” You purred, mocking the sentence the waiter had said to you earlier. Only now, it was to further goad the fire ghoul. Moving to straddle him, you kept your gaze on him, your throne to sit and satisfy yourself upon. Just you wait, ghoul, I’ll make you scream for me.

Your shoulders moved like a feline predator stalking its prey as you crawled up onto his lap. You rose up on your knees. He remained in his unhelpful posture, arms crossed. That’s fine. He never could keep himself from touching you for long. Your hand touched his length, stroking him lazily several times while watching his face closely, his only reaction being a slight purse of his lips. You knew he was probably biting the inside of his cheek to keep himself so stoic.

You moved to be above him, lining his cock up with your entrance and sinking down on him. You bit your lip to keep from moaning and Dewdrop hissed in response. Fuck. It didn’t matter how many times you did this, it felt so fucking good every time.

You lifted yourself back up, wanting to start slow, but Dew had other ideas. He swiftly grabbed your hips and forced you back down on him hard, punching the air from your lungs with the strength of his thrust. A cry escaped from your lips.

He was never able to help himself from manhandling you, especially when you were on top. But, it was unusual for him to lose his patience so quickly. He bucked his hips up into you as you tried and failed to establish a pace. He wouldn’t let you go, his claws digging into the plush skin at your waist possessively.

“Dew!” You gasped his name as he claimed the flesh of your neck, biting and sucking everywhere he could. 

Frustration and pleasure hit you right in your middle. No movement was your own. He was relentless. And he was not loosening his grip on you for a second. He was so out of control it seemed, like some part of him had woken up and seized authority over his brain. 

It was because you dropped your glamour.

The realization hit you right as you began to see stars once more. It was so good. Too good. Just his cock inside you and you felt yourself barreling towards another orgasm. His pace was almost cruel, dragging you up and pulling you back down, feeling every inch of him.

Another heavy breath escaped you before you could speak, “Dewdrop?”

He cursed again, “What?” His hand fisted your hair, catching your lip between his fangs and tasted you. 

You broke the kiss, biting the inside of your cheek to ground you. The pain helped you find your words, “You want me to be yours?”

“Yes.” He growled, “Fuck.”

Your voice was barely a whisper now as you fought harder to stave off your climax, “All yours?”

“Yes.”

You snaked your tail up again, this time caressing the side of his neck with the spaded end. You dragged it back, brushing his long hair away from his neck, exposing the skin peppered by smudges of your lipstick. 

“Then let me mark you.”

A sound escaped him that was between a breathy laugh and a scoff. “I knew that’s what you wanted.” His pupils nearly completely enveloped his red eyes, and you knew yours were blown just as wide. “Take your pleasure from me, temptress.”

Without hesitation, you sink your teeth into the pale grey flesh of his neck as you reach ecstasy. You taste him in your mouth, then everywhere all at once. His blood is a liquid inferno on your tongue, igniting your senses. Your cries are muffled as you feel every muscle in your strong demonic body clench simultaneously. You hold him tight, claws taking root in his skin, as though he is your very life force as you ride the waves of your pleasure. 

Feeling your orgasm is more than enough to put him over the edge with you. You felt his dick twitching as he spilled himself deep inside of you and filthy words of lust leave his lips.

“Fuck. You’re all mine. Now and fucking forever.”

You release your mouth from his neck to allow him his turn, admiring for a slim moment the mark worth your canines. A breath barely passes your lips before he yanks your hair to the side and bites down on your neck, marking you back, his cock still pulsing inside you. 

Your eyes close tightly and you roll your hips, following the rhythm of each lap of his tongue on your neck until he breaks his hold on you. Both of you groan from the overstimulation, but your body fails you, feeling too spent to go another round right now.

You don’t waste time. Dewdrop is not one for cuddles, usually, but neither are you. A discomfort fills your body when you pull yourself off him, but you brush it off as the true nature of your hellish form overstaying its welcome.

Standing from the bed, you made your way to the vanity. Spying your glamourless self was not new, but it stirred something within you. Seeing the bite marks, hickies, and scratches he left gave you a tingling feeling.

You never came out from a tryst with Dew looking unscathed, but this was different. You brought a hand to your swollen bottom lip and ran your other hand through your hair, touching your pointed ears. Sighing, you went to change back, concentrating on changing your skin, your patterning back to human-like.

Dewdrop seized your wrist, “No.”

You jumped, whirling towards him. You hadn’t realized he even got out of bed. “No?”

“Just stay yourself a little longer.” His fiery gaze dropped almost timidly to the floor, “Please. I like you like this.”

Words failed you. But how could you possibly ignore his plea?

The answer?

You couldn’t. 

Anything for your fire ghoul.

[mirage-aera]

•°. *࿐ Truth or dare

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : All night - The Vamps

Rain x fem!reader

Synopsis: Rain’s s/o got dared by Sodo to ask Rain about his size.

Word count: 1.079

Ghost masterlist

Just a small drabble to get be back into writing.

You and the rest of the ghouls hold a weekly game night. Where you all can just gather, relax, and have fun without a worry. Sometimes Papa will join in on the fun. The games could range from Mario Kart, to UNO, to truth or dare. , maybe throw a twister night in between. It’s always different, but always fun. Tonight, is another day of the weekly game nights. And to everyone’s annoyance. It's Sodo’s turn to pick a game. When it comes to Sodo, you're more likely to play truth or dare than other games. He just likes to get dirt on everyone, maybe even tease you all with his stupid dares. Before the game starts, everyone makes sure that they're on his good side, not wanting to be on the other end of his wrath when it comes to dares.

You arrive with Rain at the commons room. Once you enter the room you notice that everyone has already made themselves at home either on the couch or on the floor. The other ghoulettes made a makeshift ghoul pile. It looks very inviting, to say the least. Sodo snaps his head to you two, “Well well. It seems like the lovebirds did decide to join us after all.” You subtly roll your eyes while Rain lets out an annoyed groan. “Yeah yeah, we know you’re miserable being lonely but no need to make fun of us.” You jab at his love life. Instantaneously you regret that opened your mouth. He’s totally going to give you a dare, and not a nice one. “Watch your mouth.” He says to you. You sit next to Swiss and Rain. “Let the game night commence!!” Phantom yells out excitedly. Aether chuckles, “yes, let the game night commence. Since it’s Sodo’s night let’s start with him.” Sodo grins and looks over at everyone. Some cowering away from his gaze, hoping he won’t pick them. Eventually, he smirks, “Swiss.” The mentioned ghoul next to you tenses up and mutters out a quiet “fuck”.

“So Swiss, truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

A series of outbursts ring throughout the room. None expected for Swiss to choose truth. He must’ve done something bad to piss Sodo off. “Who was your worst partner during sex?” Swiss groans, “goddamnit Sodo.” Sodo smirks and waves him off, “Go on, we’re waiting.” Swiss chews on his bottom lip, “it was one of the newer sisters here.” This peaked everyone’s interest.

“Who?”

“Which one?”

“Is it the blonde?”

“How bad?”

“I hate you Sodo.”

The room bursts into laughter. The ghoulettes are gossiping on who it could be. Sodo smirks, “answer the questions.” Swiss shakes his head no, “that wasn’t part of the ask. You can find that out on your own terms.” He sulks as he curls onto himself. “Mount, truth or dare.” He mumbles.

“Dare.”

“I dare you to eat a spicy pepper.”

Mountain can’t deal with heat very well so this should be interesting. He reluctantly gets up and waltzes to the kitchen to fetch said pepper. He came out with the small very spicy one. He frowns, “it’s the only one we have left.” Swiss laughs, “eat up big boy.” Mountain flips him and puts the pepper in his mouth and swallows it quickly. His lips are getting red from the spice, his nose is running, and he’s bolting to the fridge to get milk. A couple of minutes later he returns, sits back down, and glares at Swiss. “Aether, truth or dare.”

“Truth.”

“Are you enjoying sorting out papers for Sister Imperator?”

Aether frowns, “I prefer to be on stage making music with you all, but I suppose it’s not too bad. I still get to play just not on stage anymore.”

And this cycle continues for a while. Then it was Sodo’s turn again. He turns to you, “(Y/n), truth or dare.” To show you aren’t afraid of dares, albeit a bit stupid of you. You choose dare. He grins, “great!” He pauses to think for a bit. If there was a lightbulb next to his it would’ve surely lit up. He leans over to you and whispers, “ask loverboy of his size.” You groan. You mentally make a note to apologise to Rain after this game. “Rain?” He nods. “How big are you?” He tilts his head like a puppy. “Shouldn’t you know this? I’m 5 ft 10.” The room bursts into laughter yet again. You facepalm, “that’s not what I meant. I meant how big are you, in bed?” The confusion only grows on his face. “In bed? I’d still be 5 ft 10, but sideways.” The ghouls and ghoulettes are laughing again. Wheezing could be heard, some are even letting out tears because they’re laughing so much. “Rain, honey. It’s Sodo, what do you think he’s implying.” He makes an ‘o’ shape with his mouth. He laughs, “bigger than him that’s for sure.” Sodo’s jaw drops.

“You did not just say that,” Sodo says, flabbergasted. Rain smiles, “yes I did.” Sodo sulks, “I don’t want to play this game anymore. Let’s play Uno or something.” Everyone agrees to save his dignity.

***

“Stop skipping me cumulus!! How many do you even have?!" Cirrus exclaims in frustration. Which earns a solid laugh from her. “I’m sorry Cirrus, but I have to use these cards up.” Her eyebrow twitches, “you could’ve used them up before Phantom reversed!!!” Cumulus chuckles, “sorry love, there can only be one air ghoulette winner tonight.” “Oh I’ll show you winner…” Cirrus mumbles under her breath.

As the night goes on, and games of uno go on. One by one ghouls and ghoulettes alike are heading to bed. Sooner than later only you, Rain, and Sodo remain. You play a round, you win. You play another, and Sodo wins. By the third round, you’re getting tired and start dozing off. Rain notices, he finishes the game with Sodo, puts your and his cards away, drapes your arms around his neck and stands up. Which makes you clutch onto him like a koala. “I’m taking this one to bed. Good night Sodo.” He wishes you both a good night and heads to bed himself. Rain carries you over to his room and sets you down on the bed. As you make yourself comfortable under his sheets. He gets undressed and climbs into bed next to you. He wraps his tail around yours and holds you against his chest as you both doze off.