#Aether/Mountain

[pxr-aspxra-ad-infxri]

Rain: do you have any kinks?

Mountain: *reading a book* peace and quiet

Aether: *cuddling Mountain* actually, he likes having his-

Mountain: *covering Aether’s mouth with his hand* peace and quiet

[nastylittleghouls]

Mountain: *bookmarks the page he's reading and stretches* What time is it? Aether: I don't know. Pass me the saxophone and we'll find out Mountain: *very confused he does as he's told* Aether: *opens the window and starts playing the saxophone extremely loud and intentionally out of tune* Terzo: WHO THE FUCK IS PLAYING THE SAXOPHONE AT TWO IN THE MORNING?! NIHIL THAT BETTER NOT BE YOU OR I SWEAR TO SATAN.... *threats and profanities continue* Aether: *hands the saxophone back to Mountain* It's two am.

[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.

[noahl-art]

Aether and Mountain rocking the tight shirt/apron combo 🥵 Based on this post

I'm sorry @crimsonclergy you literally summoned me with your post, I jumped out of bed just for that! Your vision was just too good!

[tinyluvs]

⁺‧₊˚ back massage 𖤐 aether&mountain ˚₊‧⁺

❥ summary; remember this post and how i talked about aether giving mount a back massage? well i expanded on that, enjoy ❥ warnings; a slight misuse of quint, unprofessional!aether but this is all consensual, don’t worry. mount gets a back massage & his ass fucked, good for him. i still don’t know how to tag lol ❥ authors note; got asked to elaborate, i did, everyone cheers ❥ wc; 1.8k ₊˚⊹♡⁺‧₊˚𖤐 read on ao3; ˗ˏˋ ꒰꒰ here !! ꒱꒱ ˎˊ˗ 𖤐˚₊.⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

aether looks up from his book when rain pokes his head into his room, “hey, mountain asked if you could go to his room to do the thing, he said you’d know what that means,” rain informs him, tapping his fingers against aether’s door frame

“yeah, i know what that means,” aether smiles, snaps his book shut and stands, leaving everything as is to go to mountain, “thanks rain,” aether hums, pressing a kiss to the water ghouls temple before making his way down the hallway

mountain’s door is cracked open an inch so he doesn’t knock when he gets there, just pushes into the room quietly. mountains room is in darkness, his curtains drawn, the only light coming from his little leaf shaped string lights hung around his shelves

the earth ghoul sits on the edge of his bed, looking utterly broken, his hand drifting up and down his lower back, “aether,” he whines, looking up as aether shuts his door and moves closer

“what did you do this time?” aether asks him, kneeling down in front of him, his hands rubbing gently over mountain’s thighs, thumbs pressing in small circles.

mountain huffs, “nothing,”

this is a lie but he isn’t about to admit he had once again tried to move four huge bags of soil at once and something had popped painfully in his lower back. aether chuckles lightly, he knows what has happened but he won’t tease mountain about it, not right now anyway

aether kisses mountains forehead and then his lips, “let’s get you comfortable then,” he hums, fingers dancing up underneath the hem of mountains top, pulling it up, up and off. he stands back to his full height, folding mountains shirt as he goes, “need any help?”

mountain shakes his head as he gently repositions himself, shuffling on his ass backwards across his bed, “uhm, actually, could you do the pillows please?” he asks, his fingers still pressing gently into his spine

“of course,” aether smiles softly and reaches over, grabbing at mountains pillows. the earth ghoul watches as aether fluffs his pillows and arranges them in a sort of nest, he’s done this enough times to know exactly where to put them

once he’s done he steps back, gesturing lightly to the space between the pillows, a perfect sized space for mountain’s body. mountain moves, only wincing once as he manages to roll onto his front, tucking his arms underneath his pillow, his cheek nuzzling against soft fabric

as his back stretches and settles he gasps, his body panic tensing and then untensing, “aether, fix it,” he whines into his pillow, peeking through one eye at aether, who is still stood just next to his bed

kneeling gently on his bed, aether moves slowly, carefully, as to not jerk mountains back at all as he straddles and settles over mountain’s ass, holding most of his weight in his knees. he’s a big ghoul and on any normal day, mountain could take his weight but not right now, thankfully aether won’t take it personally

gently, aether brushes his fingers up mountain’s spine, stopping at the base of his neck to drift back down, circling around what appears to be the problem area, mountain tensing ever so slightly as aether touches it

“here?” aether whispers even though he already knows, quintessence already bleeding into his fingertips, hovering just over mountains bare skin. mountains tail swishes gently in front of aether before wrapping around his wrist, tugging lightly to press aethers fingers to his back

mountains tail unwinds from his wrist, batting around aimlessly until it finds aether’s side, circling around his waist instead, “please,” he whispers, maybe a little pathetically but aether can’t see the way his cheeks heat against his pillow so it’s fine

aether starts slow, pressing his thumbs either side of mountain’s spine, pausing for a second when the earth ghoul gasps at his touch. he continues slowly, quintessence flowing from him to mountain, soothing the ache almost immediately

he rubs gentle circles in the little arch at the base of mountain’s back, pressing in just so, managing to drag a quiet, “fuck aeth,” from mountain, one of his hands sliding out from underneath his pillow, fisting lightly at his sheets instead

working up his back, aether doesn’t miss an inch of skin. brushing his fingers everywhere he can touch, his thumbs tracing underneath mountain’s shoulder blades, sliding in soft lines back and forth until mountain is visibly softening underneath him

“feels s’good,” mountain hums, quintessence flowing nicely through his body, making him perfectly pliant and soft, just how aether wants him, “don’t stop, please don’t stop,” he groans, his tail squeezing at aethers waist

“i’m not going to,” aether reassures, leaning forward slightly to press his thumbs up mountain’s spine, all the way from his coccyx, past the base of his tail and up to his neck, knots melting away in an instance, not standing a single chance against aether’s fingers

a never ending stream of moans and groans spill from mountain, soft whines and whimpers that catch in his throat but all of them go south to aether’s cock, a soft tent forming in the front of his pants as he fills out, only partially against his will

aether swallows thickly and pumps his quintessence, pushing it into his palms as well as his fingers, quickly flooding mountain’s veins with it. mountain whines softly as he feels it seeping into his limbs, his head, everywhere, all he can feel is aether and he wouldn't want it any other way

mountain’s body eventually goes lax, sinking into his mattress with a heavy sigh, his cheek squishing into his pillow, he’s not sure he could move even if he wanted to.

in the back of his mind mountain registers a shift in the scent of the room, aether’s obvious arousal being hard to ignore, even with enough quintessence to kill a human flowing through his body, but he’s too relaxed, too far gone to do a single thing about it

on the other hand, aether is starting to struggle. his cock pulses in his pants, a small damp spot soaking into the front as he leaks, his tip pulsing as it rubs sinfully against the too harsh fabric constricting him

in a moment of pure desperation aether takes a hand off of mountain’s back, moving to palm himself softly, rutting his hips forward to grind against his hand. he groans shakily, tilting his head back to stare at the ceiling

“aeth,” mountain slurs, whines, a delayed reaction to aether stopping his movements. if he could move he would peek over his shoulder, would see aether shamelessly touching himself inches away from his ass but he can’t move, can’t see a sight that would make his mouth water

“y-yeah, fuck, sorry,” aether pants, returning both hands to mountain’s back though his movements aren’t as smooth as before, the amount of pressure he’s applying is all wrong, “f-fuck mount, just let me, hold on,” he rambles

aether shuffles backwards, straddling the backs of mountain’s thighs. his fingers tease at the waistband of mountain’s pants, dipping underneath just enough to tug on them, pulling them halfway down his thighs

the soft swell of mountain’s ass makes aether’s cock throb and aether breaks, shoving his own pants down, tucking them underneath his heavy balls and out of his way. he rolls his hips forward, sliding the wet ruddy head of his cock against mountain’s ass

mountain groans and pushes his ass up, or at least he thinks he does, he’s not entirely sure but he doesn’t have to think on it for long before aether is using his thumbs to spread him apart, exposing his little pink hole

“fuck,” aether whispers, to no one but himself as he presses the pad of his thumb against mountain’s wet rim. a small wet slick sound as he dips in makes him moan, mountain’s hole already perfectly loose and soft with the over abundance of quintessence he’s been dealt with

leaning over himself, aether spits on to his own cock, jerking himself off once, twice and three times, in too much of a hurry to even attempt to ask mountain where his lube is hidden, instead he swipes his thumb over his tip, soaking every inch of his cock with spit and pre

underneath him mountain starts to get impatient, whining and whimpering, words having left him, over the lack of touch on his back, it being forgotten about while aether preps himself, something mountain still can’t move to see though the room around him fills with a wet sound he knows all too well

“uh huh, i’m coming back,” aether moans loudly and lines himself up, pressing the throbbing head of his cock against mountain’s winking hole. slowly and gently he presses in, stretching mountain’s rim just right around the widest part of his tip before pulling back

mountain’s hole clenches, kissing aether’s tip wetly while his slick mixes with the pre spurting from aether’s cock, pooling between them with nowhere to go. aether watches, sinking his fangs into his bottom lip to stifle a groan and holding his breath as he pushes forward, slowly splitting mountain open on his length

aether hangs his head and presses his hands into the mattress when he sinks, inch by inch, into mountain, stopping when he gets halfway there, needing time to adjust to the wet warm clutch of mountain’s ass, something he doesn’t think he will ever get used to, before continuing, hissing as his cock disappears into the earth ghoul

once he’s seated fully against mountain’s ass, both ghouls groan in sync, “lucifer below,” aether pants, leaning over mountains back to press his lips to his neck, causing mountain to tighten around him, wet and warm and just right

“hmmm,” mountain hums, drooling onto his pillows, his fingers twitching to pinch and pull at his sheets. he hums twice, in quick succession, something that sounds enough like aeth-er to get his attention

aether shushes him, lips still teasing at his pulse. his hands finally return to mountains back, fingertips tickling down his sides, “stay still f’me,” aether whispers, knowing mountain can’t move anyway, “i promise it’ll help,” he finishes, nipping at mountain’s skin

mountain manages to stay perfectly still while aether massages his back. he stays still as aether’s fat cock splits him open, sliding in and out of his wet hole. he shudders, only slightly, when aether spills thick and hot, flooding deep inside him with cum

but, mountain drools, wails and full body jerks when aether slides a hand between him and the mattress to wrap his fist around his painfully hard cock, jerking him off slightly too fast but mountain is too close to care, spilling over aethers fist way too fast.

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[iamthecomet]

𝘔𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘺 𝘔𝘢𝘺 𝘋𝘢𝘺 𝘛𝘦𝘯: 𝘘𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴

Rating: G Pairing: Mountain/Aether with brief appearances by Dew and Rain. Words: 750ish Using this one as an excuse to talk about the abbey library (since I wrote this while at the library it seems fitting). Mushy May brought to you by @forlorn-crows Divider by @ghuleh-recs

Aether loves the library after dark. When it’s been deserted by the day staff. Lights turned low. Doors left closed, but unlocked. He lets himself in after long shifts at the infirmary and wanders the stacks. It’s a way to decompress. Not that there is that much stress at the infirmary these days. Mostly he deals with colds, flus, sprains, stitches, the occasional baby. There was a time when trauma seemed to live in those walls. Where he would go in knowing he’d come home bloody. 

But lately, things have calmed down. Evened out. He likes it. He likes the abbey quiet and stable. He knows it won’t last forever–can’t. That something will happen, another power shift, and the whole place will turn itself upside down again. 

He’ll haunt the library then too.

He walks the whole library before he even thinks about a book. Weaving in between the tall shelves. Climbing the narrow stairs to the fiction section, lofted above stacks and stacks and stacks of history texts and dusty books about summonings. 

He looks down over the library, it’s dark wood, and vaulted ceilings, and plush victorian era couches. He turns and plunges deeper into the stacks. Dragging his fingers over the spines of new fantasy books preferred by Rain, and the romances Cumulus and Sunshine read voraciously. He browses Dew’s horror section–in case there’s something new he should bring home to the fire ghoul. Glances at the young adult section that Aurora has devoured since she got here. 

He snags a historical fiction for himself, and presses onward into the darkness. There’s a nook, Dew found it years ago, tucked away behind this section. A set of winding stairs hidden behind a wall panel. Aether touches two fingers to the section of wall and it clicks, and pops out, swinging on invisible hinges. 

He steps into the stairwell and tugs it closed behind him. There’s light coming from above. The faint glow of the fairy lights he and Cirrus hung right after Dew found this spot. He follows that glow up the steep stairs and emerges into a small comfortable room. More of an attic than anything else–but transformed into something cozy. There’s a big window in the gable, flooding the room with moonlight. It’s warm and quiet, and not empty. 

Mountain’s seated on one of the many floor pillows. A blanket curled up around his shoulders, back to the wall, horns just barely brushing the peaked ceiling. He’s fully absorbed in a book that Aether recognizes as one of Rain’s favorites. Not a usual pick for the earth ghoul. 

Mountain looks up at him as Aether gets closer. He smiles, it’s warm and sleepy. He pats the pillow next to him. 

“Did you just get off work?” 

Aether nods, dropping down next to Mountain. Shifting so their thighs touch from hip to knee. 

“What are you doing up?” Aether leans his head into Mountain’s shoulder. Mountain reaches up and scratches his fingers through Aether’s hair. Soothing fingers rubbing soft circles above his ear.

“Didn’t realize what time it was–got caught up.” 

“Thought you didn’t like fiction.” 

Mountain huffs out a little laugh. “Yeah, guess I was wrong. Rain has good taste.” 

“He does,” Aether agrees. Settling in, he grabs a blanket of his own and opens his book. One he’s been meaning to read for a while.  “You hanging out for a while?” 

Aether doesn’t mind being here alone, but sometimes–especially tonight–the company sounds nice. Mountain’s ground presence sets him at ease like nothing else, he wants to drown in it. 

Mountain nods. “Got 100 pages left–I need to finish it. And then there’s the sequel.” Mountain holds up another thick paperback. 

Aether smiles, he leans his head a little deeper into Mountain’s shoulder and cracks his book. They fall into companionable silence, soft breathing turning into subtle purrs as the night wears on and the moon sets. 

In the morning, when Dew comes looking for them–he finds them curled up together. Books drooping from their hands. Covered in the same blanket, heads tilted together. The room filled with soft snores.  He takes a picture before he retreats. Sending it to Rain who’s out searching the greenhouse for signs of Mountain.

Found them he sends with the picture.

Adorable Rain responds seconds later.

Dew smiles at the sleeping ghouls in front of them, then turns away. He pads quietly down the stairs and closes the door softly behind him, and goes to finish making breakfast. They’ll emerge when they’re ready–but until then, Dew is more than happy to let them rest–they deserve it.

[divine-misfortune]

Pristine and Kept Pretty

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Aether/Mountain

Tags: Boot blacking, boot worship, boot fucking, masturbation, dom/sub dynamic, objectification, dom! Aether, sub! Mountain

Words: 1,584

Summary: Aether takes special care to clean Mountain's boots, and Mountain knows the proper way to thank him.

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The plush cushion of the chair felt odd to sink into, too unfamiliar to relax in. Mountain's spine stayed rigid, only a minor improvement from his typical posture. He swallowed with an audible click as Aether gave his boot zipper a tug, his nervous sound masked by the teeth coming together. It felt strange, almost sort of wrong, to see him on his knees like this - like he should be lower than the quint ghoul, cheek pressed to the cold floor if that is where Aether decided he wanted him to be. Still, Mountain remained in place, waiting for instruction like always. 

Fidgeting with a loose thread on his knee, he watched Aether's dexterous hands work a new lace through his boots eyelets. His eyes flicked towards the clock on the wall but Aether cleared his throat and his attention returned diligently. He was met with a furrowed brow and a near frown, not quite disappointment but enough that Mountain felt uncharacteristically small. 

Aether pulled the laces tight once more before tying them off. With a satisfied sound, he ran his palm over the shiny black leather. Admiring and inspecting his work, testing Mountain's patience and withholding what he craved. 

"You need to take better care of your things, darling." He tutted and thumbed over a crease at the toe of his boot, "they were so scuffed. Dirty." His lip almost curled up with disgust, a glimpse of teeth. Mountain felt his breath catch. "Do you have any idea how long it took to make them pretty again?" 

"I'm sorry sir." 

"What do we say?" 

"...Thank you for making them pretty, sir." His voice felt meek but his cock still throbbed fiercely in his boxers. 

He'd sat quiet for the better part of an hour watching Aether on his knees, sleeves rolled past his elbows, working away at the dulled leather. His mouth went dry when Aether yanked his shoe up onto his thigh, throat following suit when his tongue lolled out of his mouth all pretty and pink as spit dribbled off of it onto the leather. The blood rushed from his brain to his dick at an alarming speed, his ability to think not far behind as Aether took a rag to it. Spit shining taken a little too literally. 

Beyond thorough, Aether had taken his time with each scuff and scratch, paying the time absolutely no attention. Mountain had thought to say something, even got as far as opening his mouth, but could only croak sadly. 

He knew that they were set to go on soon, without daring another glance at the ticking clock, Mountain could feel it. Rituals had always carried a certain energy to them, unholy worship running through a ghoul's veins. But instead of electricity mingling in his body, his blood felt thick like syrup. Time seemed to move slower when Aether had him like this, skull stuffed with cotton, mind gone soft, cock gone hard. 

"You know how to thank me." Aether's voice went a bit shaky with the command. Hand on the outside of his ankle pushing with the slightest hint of guidance, even Mountain was smart enough to recognize impatience. 

He did, and it made his face feel hot to shift the weight of his foot from Aether's thigh to the obvious tent in his pants. Mountain wanted to cover his face as he cautiously nudged at his bulge with the toe and Aether sighed, but knew better than to try. He gripped the edge of his seat instead. 

"Fuck...Harder, I know you can do better." 

Lip worried between his teeth, Mountain dragged against the length of his zipper with an increasing pressure. He swore he could feel Aether's chubby little cock through the layers of fabric and rubber, feel it kick against the weight. 

Selfishly he wished it was his hands so he could feel him for certain, cradle his heavy balls in his palm and thumb over the reddening tip when it started to leak. He could only assume his boxers were growing sticky with pre, Mountain knew his own certainly were. 

Aether rocked upwards when the flat of his sole came to rest against him again, groaning low enough it could have easily been a growl as his clothed member slid against the unforgiving rubber ridges. It hurt in a way that could only be described as delicious, Mountain could read it on the other ghoul's face. Grit teeth and a creased brow, trying not to whimper over every thrust chasing after that feeling. 

"Hh...That's, that's it. Good." He whispered and Mountain whined, almost dejected.  

"Please sir-?" Mountain asked with a sad pitch to his voice, if Aether had the breath to laugh he might have. "Say it?" 

"Good toy." 

It was his turn to groan, cock spurting a generous amount of pre against his thigh in response to the praise. He shifted his foot again, grateful, as he pressed the heel of his boot against what was likely the underside of Aether's cock. Aether cursed as his head fell back, one hand braced on the floor behind him while the other rested on top of Mountain's boot, abusing the newfound angle to rut his hips into the rubber with an unfamiliar desperation. 

"Yeah? Like being my good toy? Sitting pretty so I can use you to get off?" He panted, sweat beading at his brow. His scent ran stronger, muskier, Mountain felt the drool pooling in his mouth. "Course you do, look at you. You love being used," Aether's mouth hung open in silent pleasure for a fleeting second with a particularly well angled motion. 

Aether loved to talk, loved whispering filth directly into the untouched corners of Mountain's mind until it consumed his every thought. Magic typically coming to polish off his brain the same as he'd done to the leather, but there was no curl of quintessence this time. Just Aether's husky voice pulling him further into that vacant headspace until it became sir's words guiding his toy. 

It was always a treat to watch Mountain slip, even if he fell easily. It still sent something hot zipping down Aether's spine to see his copper eyes go glassy. 

"Wanna see it..." The earth ghoul rasped, giving his cock another heavy nudge. 

Aether might've chastised his lack of manners but he knew it'd be in one ear and out the other. Both hands instead moved for his belt and Mountain withdrew to give him space. He outright moaned shamelessly when Aether's cock was pulled free, already slick and still beading pre as he stroked his fist over it. Root to tip over the short length of it, it looked heavy and fat in his hand. Mountain ached to touch himself. 

"Like it baby?" 

"Yes sir." He nodded dumbly, watching the ruddy head disappear into his fist with each twist along it. 

"Prettiest cock you've ever seen?" 

"Yes sir," his tongue darted out to wet his lips as he finally forced his unfocused eyes back on his face. Aether's violet eyes glittered, they almost matched the purple hue of his cheeks. 

Without stopping the hand on his dick, Aether used the other to reposition Mountain's foot. Leather almost a little cold on the underside of his cock as it dribbled, dirtying his previous hard work. He hissed and released himself, steadied by both hands around Mountain's calf as he gave a tentative roll of his hips. 

Mountain liked this angle better, and judging by the glossy streaks rut against his shoe, Aether did too. He was huffing, digging his fingers into the little bit of meat on his leg. Under each breath he could hear a faint whisper of yes and fuck. His cock was drooling, leaking like a faucet, almost as bad as Rain. 

"Shit - fuck, fuck, fuck!" 

Aether's pace faltered and his hand flew back to his visibly twitching dick. He managed a few clumsy strokes before his hips jerked forward to meet his fist one more time, thick white ropes splattering across the previously pristine black leather. His eyes roll and remain in his skull as he stutters through the sudden crash of orgasm, slowly twisting up and down his softening cock till the glow of pleasure begins to go blinding. 

He drops back to sitting on his heels, upper body sagging as he attempts to catch his breath. Mountain might have stopped breathing at some point with how dizzy he'd gone. He's also panting despite having just sat there, sinking into the back of the couch till his chin met his chest. An awkward angle, but one that left him staring longingly at the suffocating way his pants clung to his crotch. 

"Your boots are a mess again." Aether says when the blood finally leaves his ears, tucking himself back into his uncomfortably wet boxers. "After all I put into cleaning them?" 

"I'll, um-" 

"Fucking dirty toy," Aether scolded and Mountain fought his body not to try to buck up into nothing. Desperate for friction. "You've got five minutes till curtains...Better find someone willing to lick this clean, or you can walk out there wearing my cum."

An almost wounded sound tore out of Mountain as he suddenly sat upright, the blush in his cheeks practically glowing. 

"You wouldn't want to waste my cum, would you?" 

"N-no sir." 

"And you don't want all of those adoring fans to know just what you are, do you?"

"No sir." 

"Then you better find someone and beg." 

[xxwhiskeyxx]

You Don't Separate a Giant and Their Treasure

So as we all know, our dear Aether had to stay and do the ministry’s taxes. But what we didn’t know is he is mated to Mountain and Swiss. Another thing to note is that: Earth ghouls are quite territorial and incredibly possessive over their mates, and on top of all that, poor Mountain has separation anxiety due to his former pack being ripped away from him and just his normal attachment style.

So poor Mountain is forced to be away from his mate for months. Not coming back for nearly 7 months, of course, Aether had come to visit in brief intervals when he was able to and stayed for a few days here and there while Ghost was on the road because otherwise Mountain would’ve destroyed (another) tour bus with his pacing and anxious chewing but it wasn’t near enough for the Giant

Poor Swiss had to keep their mate as calm as possible when he’d cry during anxiety attacks over being separated from Aether and almost destroying Swiss during sex from his frustration and anxiety. FaceTiming and calling didn’t help much either. But as soon as they're back…Seestor is gonna learn just why you don’t separate an Earth giant and his mate

So I came up with this while I'm forced to participate in a work readiness class for job training. I hope you guys enjoy it, if you'd like a part 2 with the smut section feel free to ask! I just didn't feel I could do it justice just yet

-Love Whiskey

After so many months of touring, Ghost was finally returning home to the abbey. All of the ghouls were excited to get home, but no one was more excited than their drummer. Practically bouncing off the walls of the tour bus, Swiss had to get a right hand on his mate’s waist and tug him into his lap, distracting him with a kiss, to get him to sit still when Copia had given him a pleading look. “Easy Sunflower, we’ll see our Starlight soon, and we all know you’re excited. But Pops needs you to sit down, he doesn’t want you to get hurt from this shitty ass driveway and its potholes. Can you be a good boy and sit with me for these last few minutes, please?” Swiss coos, petting his mate’s hair.

Mountain whines pathetically but stays still, accepting Swiss’ kisses and snuggling into his neck. “Miss him…” he mumbles sadly, tail wrapping tightly around Swiss’ calf. Dewdrop and Rain look at each other knowingly, Phantom looking confused, “Is he talking about Aether?” he whispers to Cirrus. She nods, “Mountain and Swiss are his mates, Mountain doesn’t handle being away from either of them well, so this tour has been hard on him” she explains, “That’s why he came to visit sometimes, did you not notice just how clingy Mount was with him those days…and how Copia made sure we were all placed far away from their room?” Cumulus adds, giggling

Before long, they’re pulling into the abbey loading dock. The moment the bus is parked, Mountain is off like a rocket, bounding down the stairs and taking off through the crowd, darting around siblings and crew members alike. The other ghouls just shake their heads and laugh, Swiss giving him a head start before following, “Do make sure he doesn’t break our poor Aether!” Copia calls after him, a smile in his voice. Turning and giving a mock salute, Swiss takes off after his mate.

The Earth ghoul is running around the abbey, desperately to catch his mate’s scent, that identifiable mix of Bourbon, Lavender, and Ozone. He runs all the way from the loading dock to the library, down to the infirmary before he catches even a whiff. His head shoots up when he catches a sliver of lavender coming from the hallway leading down to their den, ‘I’m a fucking idiot’ he thinks to himself before shooting down the stairs.

Mountain follows the scent until he comes to a stop in front of his room, the scent is strongest here, slowly opening the door, he finds what he was looking for. Aether is sprawled in his bed, asleep on his stomach with his face buried in one of Mountain’s hoodies while snuggling Swiss’ pillow.

Butterflies erupt in the ghoul’s stomach as he creeps forward, not wanting to disturb his mate’s slumber. Ever so slowly and carefully, he slips into the bed behind Aether, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist as he drags him close and buries his face in his neck. Mountain’s breath is shaky as he takes that first inhale of his mate straight from the source

The smaller ghoul whines as he’s moved, stretching slightly as he tries to squirm to get comfortable. But after a moment, mauve eyes blink open at the scent of Evergreen, Warm Freshly tilled Soil, Morning Dew, Daphne & Winter Beauty flowers. Turning slightly, he spots the familiar mop of brown waves before there’s a soft whine. Aether’s stomach clenches as he fully turns over, “Hi Clover, did you just get back?” he asks softly, adjusting so Mountain can stay where he is. The drummer nods, “Wanted to see you…missed you so much” he mumbles, now trailing kisses along the skin in front of him until he finds his mark, gently nibbling the scar, having noticed just how bare Aether’s skin is which is something he has to change, now.

Aether sighs, running his fingers through the soft hair, “Missed you too, been too long.. Oh fuck…” he trails off as that hot mouth latches to the sensitive skin under his ear. Claws digging into plush hips, Mountain bullies Aether onto his back so he can hover over him protectively as he begins to mark the soft skin. His possessiveness rears its ugly head as he smells some random siblings scents on his mate, he knows it's probably from the infirmary but someone touched HIS Aether

The Quintessence ghoul can do nothing but let his mate mark him however he wants, not that he’d ever stop him, his only complaint is just how..intense Mountain gets. His entire throat will be completely covered in bruises, bitemarks, and hickeys by the time the giant is satisfied. “Fuck baby, you..you couldn’t wait even a few, mmmm, minutes, gotta make sure to remark what’s yours? Oh!” Mountain’s only response is to sink his fangs into the crook of his neck, growling deep in his throat. “Mine…My mate, my starlight, my treasure” he hisses in his ear

Swiss finally catch up after a few minutes, following the thumping sounds and loud moans. Sneakily peeking inside Mountain’s room, he sees Mount with a kneeling Aether who he has pinned to the headboard, fingers buried and pumping into the already sloppy-sounding hole, mouth latched to his throat, and oh…he has Aether’s face pressed right next to the vent that connects his room to rest of the abbey, specifically Sister Imperator's. This is how Mountain shows her why you don’t separate a ghoul from their mate

[pxr-aspxra-ad-infxri]

Mountain: I love you, man…

Aether: *in bed cuddling with him* in like the gay way or the friendship way?

Mountain: both

[nastylittleghouls]

Aether: Talk dirty to me Mountain: *leans in to talk right into his ear* Inflation is a serious problem and lumber prices are at a high Aether: Wha.... Mountain: *nibbles on Aether's earlobe* The economy is in shambles Aether: *moans in confusion*

[noahl-art]

Ghostober - Day 11 :

Aether loves to doll up his partners, and Mountain looks breathtaking in lingerie 🥴

FULL VERSION HERE!

I'm blaming @littlemoon-beam for this reblog (you know what you did 🫵)

[bonesy-doodles]

And the Ghouls are done! They are all soooo,,, twirls hair,,,, Tell me who's your favorite!!! And don't be afraid to ask for my ghouls head canons!!! I'd love to share <33333

[piepie-li]

one of my fav parts in rhrn: mountain close up shot with melting face paint 🥵🥵🥵🥵i have to draw it out it’s been hunting me for days……..

***update：since people are saying they didn't notice, i guess it's probably me being delulu, plz ignore everything i said above, and I'm deleting all the tags related to rhrn.!!sorry***

i’m always obsessed with aether and mountain’s messed up black paint…feels like some demonic ooze only drips down when they are excited

[serpentine-illusion]

THEY WENT ON TOUR AND THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED FOR THE ENTIRE BAND?????? 🛌🛌🛌🛌

Do you want to hear about sleep headcanons??????? They’re under the cut 🤯

-Copia USED TO be a morning person, always on time, always put together

-now he usually gets mediocre sleep at best, always sandwiched between all the ghouls while theyre fighting about who gets to sleep next to him that night

-Aether and Cumulus are THE morning people of the group, always up by at least 6, getting tasks done and waking the others up usually

-Mountain and Swiss SNOOOOREEEEE

-Swiss constantly moves, kicks or readjust and still gets a perfect nights sleep, excited to get up but usually doesnt actually get up before 8

-plays video games or bothers someone else before actually getting up

-Cumulus needs to hold someone when shes asleep, Sodo and Copia are her favorite since their smaller/her height

-Sodo is usually way too hot and also is a super light sleeper, gets woken up by others moving, his own hair, his clothes, everything

-Sodo is evil in the morning and Lus and Aether usually let him sleep in

-Rain is a belly sleeper and DROOLS

-Rain usually sleeps without a shirt, his skin is damp so the texture of a damp cloth all night drives him insane

-Cirrus needs to be woken up at least 3 times, she just loves sleeping, sleeps through every alarm, cannot be trusted to get up on her own

-Mountain can sleep literally anywhere and usually hits the ‘dad that said he wasnt tired and then fell asleep in front of the tv’ pose

[iamthecomet]

Comet something you said in an ask you answered stuck with me "Aether & Mountain can't share a bunk together" & ive not been able to stop thinking about like, what if they still tried anyway?

The 2 big boys on tour just suddenly have a real craving for eachother that can't wait & that no one else can satisfy, but they are stuck on the tour bus for the next few nights? Them squeezing in together, pressed so close. Giggling as they whisper & shh eachother as they get eachother off with the minimal movement the tight space will allows them?

I definitely have some thots. (700+ words of them).

They should have probably waited to get to a hotel. But it’s days away, and Aether can’t take it anymore. Can’t take the smell of Mountain reaching him from one bunk away–across the hall. The smell of evergreen and juniper swirling around him but just out of reach. 

The bunks are small–too small for both of them honestly. But Aether doesn’t really care. Not with how Mountain is pressed up against him. 

They’re face to face, Aether’s back pressed tight to the bus wall behind him. The curtain behind Mountain is just barely pulled closed. Aether should be uncomfortable. He isn’t. 

Mountain’s knee is between his thighs, pressed up tight against his clothed cock, hard and dripping already. Mountain’s head is tucked under his chin. Horns glamored away to prevent any unfortunate accidents as he mouths at Aether’s throat, licking away sweat and desire. 

Mountain ruts his hips against Aether, whining at the friction–good but not enough. Aether shushes him, laughter on his lips as he does. 

It’s late, there’s little risk of waking anyone up at this point. But Aether doesn’t feel like being the subject of one of Copia’s be respectful of each other, the bus is very small morning talks. He tries to pull Mountain a little closer but it doesn’t exist. He digs his fingers into the earth ghoul’s spine and sighs as Mountain shifts, dragging his thigh over Aether’s cock again. 

“Touch me,” Mountain whispers. 

It takes an incredible amount of effort for Aether to slide his hand between them. But he manages. First shimmying his own pants down just enough to free his cock, then doing the same for Mountain. Just a little. Shifting just enough that he can press them together. 

Curling his hand around both of them and stroking. Twisting his hand around their sticky tips. Mountain groans, low, a little too loud but Aether can’t be bothered to worry about it when it sounds so good pressed against his collarbone. 

“Help me out, Mount,” Aether whispers, voice already hitching as he rocks his hips into his own fist. He doesn’t have a lot of space to do it, but it’s good enough. The slide of his cock over the hard ridge of Mountain’s is perfect. He feels like his veins are catching fire. 

Mountain wiggles a little, shoving his hand down between them and gripping both of them in one big hand just below Aether’s fist. Mountain rolls his hips and keens. Low and wounded and Aether has to shush him again. 

“Mount, you gotta–shh,” Aether hisses. 

“Can’t help it–fuck–wanted you so bad. Needed this for days.” 

Aether nods. He knows. Lucifer does he know. He’s getting close already. Toes curling, pleasure zapping up his spine and through his veins. Balls drawling up as he fucks into Mountain and his own fist. Aided by copious amounts of pre-cum from both of them. The counter rhythm they’ve created makes a slick noise with each thrust. Fuck, Aether really hopes everyone else really is asleep. 

Mountain picks his head up, straightens up enough to press his forehead to Aether’s. Aether meets emerald eyes. They breathe the same air, tasting lavender and juniper. 

Aether’s going to cum. Right now. The realization takes him by surprise. He feels the whine bubbling up in his chest just as he starts to twitch, to squirt. He surges forward. He seals his mouth over Mountain’s. Letting Mountian swallow his noise as he makes a mess all over their stomachs and hands. Licking filthy into Mountain’s mouth as Mountain follows him over. Whimpering deep in his chest. The worst of the sound muffled by Aether’s tongue. 

They could clean up–should. But Aether’s body feels boneless, floating. Content in a way he hasn’t in days. Sleeping together in this bunk is no more comfortable than jacking each other off but Aether doesn’t care. He catches his breath, kisses Mountain one more time. Nuzzling their heads together like he would if their horns were in play. 

“Roll over,” Mountain orders. And Aether does. It takes some work but eventually his forehead is pressed to the cool bus wall and Mountain is curled up behind him. Knees curled together. Mountain’s head tipped into the soft hair on the back of Aether’s neck. Mountain kisses him there, soft enough to bring goosebumps to Aether’s skin. “Is this ok?” Aether asks. 

Mountain chuckles, breath warm against Aether’s back. “It’s perfect.”

[the-pigeon-queen]

realizations

so anyway I've been trying to decide on my designs the ghouls