#we ramblin and postin on a sat night

[forlorn-crows]

251 words of trans!aether fucking mountain's mouth. bc all i'm thinking about is aether's big fat---

mouth's so gorgeous, darling, aether purrs, carding through sweat-dampened, mousy curls. suck it so good.

mountain makes a choked sound, tongue pushing past his lower teeth in effort to suck in aether's fat little length as far as possible. groaning around him when the tang of his slick hits his taste buds.

oh--fuck, you gonna gag on it? aether rumbles. gripping the back of the earth ghoul's head a little firmer.

nnh-hhn, mountain whines around him. he digs his fingers into aether's thighs, blinking up at the quint ghoul with big, dark eyes. a touch of haze, if he squinted close enough. aether bucks into his mouth, and mountain makes that delightful sound once again.

such a good boy. aether says, dropping his head back. don't stop. you know how i like it.

of course he knows. loud. sloppy. as deep as he can suckle it. and he's happy to do it---happy to let aether use him, let him get his chin and face wet with slick and drool. perpetually aroused by the offering of his mouth and body for aether's pleasure and enjoyment.

not to mention how his cock feels against his tongue. how it throbs and kicks. how he can almost feel aether's groans right down through the fat head of it.

fuck, you're gonna make me cum. just---just like that, there's a lad. aether sucks in a breath through his teeth when mountain obediently sucks harder. shit. keep taking it.

mountain groans and opens as wide as he can.