#the way they're so close at first - edwin almost stumbles back with the force of the realization. both of how close they were + how he feel

[wordsinhaled]

"What are you worried about, then?"

[petvampire]

I wish I had cool awesome prompts to give you I've been craving ghostcat and you write them soo well 😭

i did have a vague brainstorm of ghostcat abject mirror portal abuse smut earlier, so hope that scratches the itch <3

NSFW!

Edwin is on his knees, wrists bound firmly behind his back, the Cat King's collar around his throat so that he can feel every sensation, from the cool air blowing across his skin to the hand tracing so, so slowly along his spine. His eyes are firmly fixed forward, on the mirror that ripples in his vision, showing him not his own reflection, but what rests on the other side of the portal that's tied here to Port Townsend, to the Cat King's domain.

The office would not be a remotely interesting view, were it not for the fact that Charles is there before the mirror, equally bound, arms and legs anchored by rope to the chair he's seated in. The Cat King's bracelet gleams on one wrist, and it still makes Edwin's breath catch to see it on him, to know how much he can feel with it. Neither of them is wearing a single stitch other than their bindings and bespelled adornments, and by the hazy, heated look in both of their eyes, they're enjoying the view.

Thomas stands behind Edwin for the moment, lazily stroking fingertips along his skin, savoring the way Charles' eyes follow his hand. It's a delectable form of torment, keeping them separate like this, able to watch one another but not to touch. He fully intends to use the opportunity, to drive his ghosts to the very edge and then some.

Edwin is already hard, and the Cat King wraps a hand around him, the brush of his palm against hot flesh enough to bring a shuddery little moan from the detective. His attention is entirely on Charles as his hand slides over Edwin's length, on that almost hungry look in his eyes. "Beautiful, isn't he?" Thomas' voice is a sultry purr, and it's not immediately clear which of the ghosts he is addressing. His gaze remains fixed on the mirror, though, an almost taunting note slipping into his words. "Look how hard he is for me. Bet you wish this was your hand, don't you?" His thumb drags across the head of Edwin's cock, making him groan, and Charles bites back a whimper from through the mirror.

He toys with Edwin until he hears that shaky little hitch in his voice that indicates he's getting close - and then releases him, and steps through the mirror to the other side.

Charles is breathing hard, despite the fact that ghosts don't need to breathe at all, as usual reverting to those living instincts when he's too turned on to think. Thomas cups his chin in one hand, forcing his gaze away from the mirror and up to his own. "You like to watch, don't you, ghostie?" The words are fondly teasing; they all know by now that Charles can be a bit of a voyeur, that he's caught glimpses of Edwin and the Cat King through the mirror before and hasn't looked away. Calling him out on it still brings a charming blush to his face, and Thomas chuckles, thumb tracing one sharp cheekbone.

"Edwin's turn to watch, now." He sinks gracefully to his knees, swallowing Charles' cock in one smooth motion, listening to the other's gasps and moans. He keeps it up for hours, passing through the mirror to tease each of them in turn. He fingers Edwin open until Charles can see him whining and begging for more, leaves him to pant and whimper in need while he crosses over again and feeds his cock down Charles' throat. It's a delicious torture for him as well as them, testing endurance and patience until it's very nearly painful.

Who will break first, none of them knows. Eventually he'll release someone's bonds, and they'll stumble through the mirror and stay. But until then, he'll just keep playing.

[fairandfatalasfair]

#psst i can tell you. he's worried about how suddenly kissing is holding SO much appeal#i am never going to be over this incredible oh moment george absolutely nailed ittttt#the way edwin's eyes search charles's face... awed... the way he so clearly is finding charles mesmerizing#the way they're so close at first - edwin almost stumbles back with the force of the realization. both of how close they were + how he feel#ooof it is everything (tags via OP)

"What are you worried about, then?"