#Aether/Rain

[nastylittleghouls]

Aether ripping his jacket open with one hand? The casual guitar toss? The belly patting? The leanback?

My feral level is through the roof

[noahl-art]

Rain and Aether dressing up for an event ✨️

@miasmaghoul sent me a pic from this tiktok, and I just couldn't resist drawing it! 👀

It's been a long time since I've used colours on anything, so here is the scanned sketch as well because I'm very unsure about the results 🙃

[forlorn-crows]

𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝑰𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝑴𝒚 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒀𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝑫𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑯𝒐𝒎𝒆

aka Remember This Post?

Rating: Explicit

Relationship(s): Aether/Rain

Tags: transmasc!rain, semi-public sex, car sex, making out, vaginal fingering, grinding, cumming in pants. i couldn't get that post out of my head so here we are. they're silly let them have their car makeouts.

Words: 2501

Rain makes a noncommittal noise, watching as the buildings start to disappear as they leave town. He shifts in his seat again and rubs his palms up and down his thighs. Slow, absentmindedly. He sniffs. “Maybe I don’t want to share.” There’s a certain lilt to his voice: not one of petulance like one might expect after suggesting the water ghoul share his treats. Rather, there’s an air of whimsy that coats his words as he rolls his head over to peek at Aether, only solidified by the coy look on his face when Aether sneaks a glance.

read the rest under the cut or on AO3!

Rain sighs, sinking deeper into the passenger seat. “Can’t wait to eat those Takis,” he muses. “They looked sooo good.” He kicks his feet where they dangle off the dash, knees pressed to the glove compartment. “Wonder if they’re as spicy as the blue ones?”

“Probably,” Aether smirks, chuckling as he turns onto the long stretch of road that connects the town to the more remote area where the abbey lives. Many miles of farmland, cemeteries, and the occasional crop of forest stands between Rain and his snacks—but it’s never a boring drive with each others’ company.

“Dew’ll wanna sample some, that’s for sure.”

Rain makes a noncommittal noise, watching as the buildings start to disappear as they leave town. He shifts in his seat again and rubs his palms up and down his thighs. Slow, absentmindedly. 

He sniffs. “Maybe I don’t want to share.” There’s a certain lilt to his voice: not one of petulance like one might expect after suggesting the water ghoul share his treats. Rather, there’s an air of whimsy that coats his words as he rolls his head over to peek at Aether, only solidified by the coy look on his face when Aether sneaks a glance. 

“Maybe I want them all to myself.” Rain puts a hand on the bigger ghoul’s thigh and gives him a squeeze. “You know?”

Aether hums knowingly. He lifts his foot up on the accelerator, slowing them down a notch. He’s always down to stall if the detour makes it worth his while. 

“Anything else you want to yourself?” There’s usually only one thing he wants—and Aether’s a sucker for it.

“Maybe.” Rain’s glamoured hand drifts higher. Fingers walking to the inside of his thigh. The muscle twitches under his palm and he smirks. Too easy. “What do you think?”

Aether covers Rain’s hand with his own, squeezing back. “You know the answer is always yes, guppy.”

Rain smiles, dull teeth flashing pearly white. He bites his lip and wiggles his fingers under Aether’s hand. Lays his head on his own shoulder and bats his lashes at him. “Yeah?” Insufferably cute and wholly mischievous.

“Yes.” He rolls his eyes playfully. “Better ask me now, or we’ll miss our usual spot,” he teases.

Rain giggles, flirting dialed up to a hundred. “You wanna have a little fun, baby?”

Aether smiles cheekily and pulls off onto a dirt road just as the car crests over the hill. “Well, I thought you’d never ask.”

The road isn’t terribly long, but it’s winding—looping around little shacks and abandoned houses of a neighborhood that once was. They approach a slightly overgrown driveway shaded by tall evergreens. The main path would take them to a dilapidated cabin, long since left to mother nature; but, it’s the tiny path forked off that Aether pulls into, shielded from the main road yet close enough to spin around if need be. 

Before he can even throw the car into park, Rain’s slipping his knees off the dash and clamoring into the backseat, toeing his shoes off as he shoves his body over the center console. 

“Aux. Aux cord,” Rain demands. He fishes his phone from his jacket pocket and grasps blindly for the cable. “Made us a playlist. All grungy and shit, like a horny teenager in those 90s movies made it. We can pretend we’re playing hooky in your beat-up car you got for your sixteenth birthday and we’re thirty minutes away from being caught with your hand down my pants.”

Aether scoffs and kills the engine. “Dew help you with that playlist?”

“Of course he helped.” Rain waits for him to exit the driver’s seat and switch to the backseat before adding: “You think your boyfriend was gonna turn down helping with a little roleplay?” The water ghoul hits Shuffle, and a Radiohead song fills the speakers. He tosses his phone back into the passenger seat, his jacket soon following. 

“Never,” Aether concurs. As soon as the door shuts behind him, though, he’s grabbing Rain and tugging him into his lap, pulling him into a searing kiss and ending any meaningful conversation. There’s no need for preamble; no need to ease into it, to warm up into something hot and steamy. All at once it’s hands everywhere, tongues slipping past lips, swallowed groans and heated breath. 

“Mmpf, yeah, kiss me,” Rain breathes. “Faster.”

Aether smiles against his lips and slides his hands up Rain’s jean-clad thighs. “So needy. What if someone sees?”

Any sense of urgency, of wrongness, is entirely manufactured, of course (unless there’s ice cream in the trunk), but the fantasy of it all makes it feel naughty—and that’s what spurs them on. 

“Always feel so good like this,” Aether breathes. He slips his hands up the back of Rain’s shirt,  palms pressed to the small of his back. Where there would normally be fins and slightly wet skin, there’s nothing but smooth, warm, human skin. Aether hums appreciatively and feels along each side of his spine. The action earns him a shiver, and Rain whines against his mouth. 

“Yeah,” he groans. “Fuck, keep touching me.” Rain grinds against Aether’s lap, earning a grunt of his own. He’s so hot over him, holding back absolutely nothing. Kissing and humping with the enthusiasm of a teenage boy. 

Aether fucking loves it.

The water ghoul tips his head back once Aether latches onto his neck, sucking a mark under the hinge of his jaw. Worrying the skin between his teeth to really bring the blood to the surface and bloom into a circle of red. Rain moans through it—little ah’s that fall from his slack mouth as his fingers tighten in Aether’s hair. Holding him there. Throbbing when his hands skirt even higher under the back of his shirt.

“Hah.” Rain moans a laugh when Aether moves lower, working in another mark right above his collarbone. “Can’t hide them—everyone will know,” he says. “They’re gonna see.”

“They will, won’t they?” Aether rumbles. “Know what we got up to, hm?”

“Want them to,” Rain keens, hips bucking. Head just bumping against the roof of the car. “Shit, skin’s so sensitive–uh.” His words transform into a loud groan as Aether presses him tight to his chest, blunt nails digging into his back. Desperation only building with each passing moment. 

“Marks always look so pretty with these freckles.” He presses his lips to them a handful more times, purposefully wet and indulgent. “Lucifer, love havin’ you all to myself.” 

His cock loves it too, getting chubbier the more Rain wriggles and grinds on his lap. It’s inevitable, really, especially glamoured. Squeeze everything that makes them demons inside a full human facade, and their bodies grow tighter, in a way. Much more sensitive to pleasure when everything else is hidden away. There’s no space for sensation to dissipate, so it all pools at the surface and drives them crazy. 

Rain dives back in, pointedly frenzied as he licks into Aether’s mouth. “So hot,” he moans, grinding harder, kissing deeper. “Oh, Aether.”

The bigger ghoul groans, loud enough that it drowns out the music. “Fuck, say my name,” he slurs against Rain’s eager mouth. 

And Rain does. Sighing it between each break of their kisses until it dissolves into nothing but the movement of his lips and tongue, halted fricatives and drawn out vowels as the need to devour one another reaches its peak. Their kisses only get sloppier, hungrier. Rain’s tongue explores Aether’s mouth every other time they pull apart. Aether sucks at Rain’s bottom lip, and Rain pulls at Aether’s hair. 

Aether’s knees push further into the backs of the seats as he sinks down, just enough to really push the hardened ridge of his cock against his fly. Rain’s practically steaming where they’re pressed together—and only getting hotter the longer he rubs on him. Soon enough, he’s whining at every one of those rolls of his hips, every little thing Aether has to say against his mouth. And he’s loud. Letting out noises he rarely gets to hear, especially in the company of others.

But it’s the moment Aether chooses to grab his ass and help him grind down on his cock that Rain loses it completely.

“Shit—need it, need you to touch me,” he breathes, already popping the button on his jeans. As soon as his zipper’s down, Aether’s tugging on the back of his pants, sliding them down just enough so he can fit his hands inside. One grips at Rain’s ass, encouraging him to hover, and the other slips into the front of his underwear.

“Oh, guppy—” Aether rubs along Rain’s folds, thumb pressing right against the little head of his dick.

“Fuck!” Rain tosses his head back, pushing the top of it into the car’s headliner. He’s so hard, so wet; both of them can’t help but groan. “Seven fucking hells.”

“So hot like this,” Aether mumbles. His breath gets shaky as his fingers rub at Rain’s entrance, the hottest and wettest part of him. Rain throbs, and the rim of his hole kisses at Aether’s fingertips. His cock twitches so hard it makes him dizzy, and his groan follows him down until the back of his head hits the headrest, eyes heavy and gazing up at Rain hungrily. “Let me put ‘em in,” he rasps. “Wanna feel ins—”

Before he can finish, Rain’s hand shoots down between them and grips his wrist, shoving his hand further into his body, so his fingers have no choice but to sink into his cunt. 

“Make me cum,” Rain begs. He lets go of Aether’s wrist and grips the seats behind him, so tightly it’s a wonder he doesn’t rip right through them. Rain hangs his head against his shoulder and lifts his hips with a whine, giving Aether perfect access. “Please.”

“Whatever you want,” Aether groans, fingers starting up a rhythm. “Satanas, I can’t believe you’re all mine right now.”

Rain whines again—for him, only for him—high-pitched and shameless. Grinds against his hand like his life depends on it. Aether’s fingers get slicker with each thrust, until soon the sound of Rain’s wetness overshadows the shredded chords of Deftones. 

“Yeah—yeah, that’s it, baby,” Aether groans. “Fuck you’re so wet.”

Rain turns his head and lets loose a moan right into his ear. Aether jolts, the sound going straight to his dick. 

“Oh hells, keep doin’ that in my ear, yeah.” His hips start moving of their own accord, little thrusts that build until it’s really the motion of his pelvis that drives his fingers in and out; a pseudo fucking that has both of them barreling towards a messy end. 

As their shared panting reaches its peak, Rain chokes out: “You’re gonna make me cum. Shit, m’ gonna cum like this.”

“Uh huh.”

“Oh. Oh.” Aether speeds his thumb over Rain’s cock and thrusts into where he needs it most. Thighs starting to burn from holding himself up in order to press his fingers nice and deep. “Th-there, hh–oh fuck—” 

With a flex of his hips, Rain smashes his face into Aether’s neck and creams his pants with a string of shouts, cunt squeezing hard around the quint ghoul’s fingers. The intensity of it sneaks up on him, blows him over with how hard he cums, and Aether wants to drown in it. 

“Thaaat’s it,” Aether coos, grinding his hips up harder into his own hand. “Keep goin’, give me all of it, fuck.”

The longer it lasts, the more Rain shakes against Aether: arms struggling to keep him from face planting into the headrests, thighs trembling keeping his hips raised, socked feet twitching against Aether’s shins every time his stomach clenches. And Aether’s own hips just keep going, the head of his cock pressing just right into his fly as it rubs against the back of his hand. 

“Next—shit—next time, gonna get y-your cock in me,” Rain whines, coming down yet still pushing Aether to finish, too. “Squeeze it . . . just like this, oh.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

The water ghoul groans, almost growls. Right against Aether’s ear, teeth to the lobe: “Raw.”

Just one word, but the effect on his body is brutal. “Fucking—shit!” Aether’s voice cracks as he thumps the back of his head against the seats, cock spurting his release into the fabric of his boxers. His hand grips Rain’s ass hard, forcing him down against his lap as he goes taut as a bowstring. 

Rain gives a lazy, open-mouthed smile as he watches him cum. “So hot, love,” he groans. “Gods, this never gets old.”

“N-never,” Aether gasps. Valiantly, his cock kicks one last time before he collapses back down. Rain somehow saves himself from plopping right on down with him, allowing Aether the grace to remove his (now very wet) hand before his wrist starts to crick at the wrong angle. 

Rain sighs as his fingers slide out of his cunt, as close to purring as a glamoured ghoul can get. The two of them pant in silence, just staring at each others’ flushed faces. 

“Got so messy,” Rain says after the next song ends, staring at the shining digits shamelessly. 

“You and me both, sweetheart,” Aether snorts, his face morphing into some kind of dazed awe. He turns his fingers this way and that, shaking his head. “They’re gonna smell us from a mile away.”

“Mmn.” Rain bites his lip, eyes still heavy. A beat. “Better clean those off, then.”

Aether huffs a laugh. “Kinda meant the c–umph.”

Rain dives in and presses Aether’s fingers to his own mouth, sandwiching them between both of their lips. Rain’s tongue works over the digits, making out around them to clean off his own slick while Aether’s brain attempts to catch up to the situation. Licking, sucking, kissing, until all that’s left is saliva. The quintessence ghoul groans when Rain finally pulls his hand away, capturing his lips fully and slipping his hands into Rain’s hair. 

“Ugh, baby,” he sighs. “Don’t wanna give you up.”

Rain hums in agreement. Rocking slowly back and forth over Aether’s lap until it earns him a whine. “Don’t have to,” he lilts, “could just keep kissin’ me.” Rain rubs their noses together, switching sides. Licking along Aether’s top lip and feigning going back in just to feel him lunge in for it and gasp when his lips meet nothing but air.  

He groans, stealing a glance at the clock on the little dashboard screen. “We gotta get back, sweet boy.”

“Uh huh.” Fully unconvinced. The water ghoul makes no move to get up, let alone unplug his phone from the aux, continuing his lazy, post-nut exploration of Aether’s mouth. And, despite his last sentence, Aether lets him—indulging in their tangle of tongues, slipping his hands up the front of Rain’s shirt until he can palm at his warm little tits. 

“Mmpf.”

“Okay, just. Just a few more minutes.”

“Yeah.”

[nihildenial]

and im tired of not shouting it from the rooftops!!!

[miasmaghoul]

HO HO HO, MERRY WIP-MAS!

Here, have a longer than usual sample of some Aether/Rain medfet ft trans Rain being real nervous about his first pelvic exam and internal ultrasound. Don't worry, Dr. Aether will take excellent care of him.

WARNINGS for usage of clinical terms for AFAB reproductive organs and implied future piss (>:3c)

Also thank u @belle--ofthebrawl as always for our beloved wednesday tradition 🙏

[ghoul-slime]

could you do 19 and 4 with Aether and Rain?

Ok, I REALLY liked writing this one. I think I'm a little in love with Aether/Rain now. Thank you for the prompt and I'm still accepting them!

Aether/Rain with Rain in a skirt and thigh-high stockings, some spanking, ass-eating, and a good amount of fluffy, sweet praise from Aeth.

Aether’s lounging on the couch in the common room, curled up with a mug of tea and a book, when Rain saunters in. 

He nearly chokes on a mouthful of tea when he looks up and sees what Rain is wearing.

He’s got on a black, high-waisted skirt, the soft, flowy material hitting just mid-thigh, kissing the skin of his legs as it sways. And with it a pair of matching thigh-high stockings, pulled up and over Rain’s long, slim legs. Leaving just a patch of soft thigh exposed between the tops of the stockings and the bottom of the skirt. It’s all paired with a matching black crop top, stretched across his chest, leaving the soft skin over his ribs exposed. Aether can see the faint point of his nipples just beneath the delicate, black fabric of the top.

“Went shopping with the girls today,” Rain explains, snapping Aether out of his dumbfounded staring. “What do you think?”

Aether looks at Rain, eyebrows raised and awe-struck. It takes him a moment to answer.

“What do I think? Rainy, baby, you look absolutely fucking gorgeous,” Aether curses. A rarity for him.

“Did you show Swiss yet?” Aether asks, sitting upright on the couch and setting his book down on the coffee table.

“Mm, no,” Rain blushes. “Wanted to show you first…” he trails off, smoothing the skirt down.

Aether grins, admiring Rain again. Noticing how all that black fabric accentuates his blushing cheeks and brilliant, blue eyes. Aether can’t wait to take him apart and ruin those nice, new clothes.

“Do a spin for me?” Aether asks playfully. “Lemme get a good look at you, pretty little thing.”

Rain smiles, looking pleased, and does a little twirl, giggling quietly as the fabric of the skirt swishes with him.

When he turns back, Aether is smiling up at him reverently. “Absolutely gorgeous,” he reiterates. “C’mere and let me kiss you,” Aether beckons for him. “Lemme get my hands on you.”

Rain wastes no time climbing into Aether’s lap, winding his arms around his neck as Aether’s hands find their way to his hips. Smoothing up and across the fabric of the skirt, thumbs skimming the exposed parts on either side of Rain’s waist.

Aether snakes a hand up into the hair at the back of Rain’s head, bringing him down for an open-mouthed kiss, licking into his waiting mouth and drinking in the tiny little moans and whimpers Rain feeds to him.

Aether’s hands travel back down to Rain’s legs, feeling up the soft cotton of the stockings, running across the velvet skin of his thighs, reaching back to cup his…

“No panties?” Aether barks out, incredulous and unable to help himself as he squeezes at Rain’s bare ass beneath the fabric of the skirt. 

Rain blushes in earnest now, closing his eyes tight and shaking his head, soft black waves bouncing along with him.

“Lucifer below, Raincloud,” Aether breathes into the crook of his neck. “How’d I get so lucky to get at you first like this?” Aether kisses him again, letting his hands wander across skin, squeezing and groping, feeling the perfect, round globes of Rain’s firm little ass fit perfectly in the palms of his hands.

Their kiss deepens as Aether dips his fingers into the cleft of Rain’s ass, skimming across his hole, feeling how wet Rain is between his legs.

“Already wet down here I see,” Aether teases. “My favorite little water ghoul.”

Rain huffs out a laugh and rolls his hips. “‘M the only water ghoul,” he whines, exposing his neck for Aether to latch onto. To suck a pretty little bruise into the skin just beneath his jawline.

Aether chuckles and slips a finger inside the hot clutch of Rain’s body, pulling a shuddering groan from his parted lips. Plump and pink and slick from Aether’s kisses.

“Ride my fingers, baby boy,” Aether invites, slipping another in beside the first, pushing in up to the third knuckle and curling gently inside him.

Rain answers with another roll of his hips, grinding down on Aether’s thick fingers. Aether can feel him drip as he rides, slick working its way down his fingers to pool in the palm of his hand, dribbling past his wrist to leave a wet spot between their legs on the couch.

Rain cries out as Aether pets inside him, hitting him deep and perfect, heat building between his legs and in his gut. Aether feels Rain flutter around his fingers, and draws them out slowly, pulling a pathetic whine from Rain’s lips.

“Not yet, doll. Can’t have you cumming just yet.” Aether soothes. “Not before I get a taste of you.”

And then Aether is standing, hoisting Rain into the air by his ass before depositing him back down onto the couch. Aether follows, flipping the skirt up and hands gripping the soft fabric of the stockings and parting his long legs, exposing his fluttering, wet hole.

Aether dips down to lick him, running his tongue across the slick of his ass, thumbs gripping his cheeks to pull them apart, making space for his tongue to delve inside. To taste.

Rain cries out, high pitched and feminine as Aether eats him out, feeling so exposed and wet and open. The filthy sounds of Aether’s mouth on him, tongue inside him, filling him up and licking him open.

Rain could cum just like this, with Aether’s mouth between his legs, and after a few moments he feels his orgasm building, the tight coil in his gut becoming more insistent. He feels himself twitch and flutter around Aether’s probing tongue. His cock kicks out a thick spurt of pre, soaking in where the fabric of his skirt is folded over the head of it.

“Aether! Aether, please,” Rain pleads, head tipped and rolling back and forth against the cushions of the couch. Desperate to stave off his orgasm. “Not yet, not yet please.”

Aether grants him reprieve, lifting his head from between Rain’s thighs, mouth and chin coated in slick and spit. He wipes his face off with the back of his hand as he waits for Rain to tell him want he wants.

“W-want you to spank me. Please,” Rain asks him in a small voice, embarrassment washing obvious across his pretty features.

It takes a moment for the request to register, but then Aether is grinning, settling back onto the couch. 

He locks eyes with Rain, admiring his blushing face and heaving chest.

“Strip. Now.”

Rain rushes to comply, shimmying his way out of the skirt, now sporting several shining, wet patches from where Rain’s slick and pre have soaked through the fabric. He shucks the crop top off over his head, mussing his hair as he pulls it off, discarding it into a pile alongside the skirt. Aether hums in appreciation at the contrast of Rain’s pert, pink nipples against the pale skin of his chest.

When Rain moves to roll one of the stockings down Aether stops him. “Not those,” he tells him, voice firm. “Leave those on.”

“Now come here, love,” Aether beckons soft again, patting his lap. “Let me give you what you need.”

Rain drapes himself across Aether’s lap with a sigh as Aether smoothes his palms across the soft skin of his ass. He pets him gently, before asking, “Ready for it?”

Rain nods, grinding down into Aether’s lap, wriggling his ass in anticipation.

The crack of Aether’s palm against the globe of his asscheek pulls a sharp cry from Rain’s lips. Aether is shushing him, smoothing his hand across his ass before reaching out to spank him again.

Oh! Rain cries out louder with each sharp crack of Aether’s palm ringing out in the silence of the room. 

Rain is grinding down in earnest, rutting his cock into the space between Aether’s legs as Aether alternates between sharp slaps and soothing his palms across Rain’s reddening asscheeks.

“So good, baby,” Aether soothes, praises. “You’re doing so good for me, I’m so proud of you.” He smooths one hand across Rain’s thighs, down the soft cotton of his stockings.

“Can you take one more for me?” Aether asks, gently and Rain is nodding enthusiastically. Wriggling in Aether’s lap and whimpering, doing his best to arch his back, push his stinging asscheeks into the soothing palm of Aether’s big hand.

Aether reaches back and gives him one more perfectly aimed slap and then Rain is cumming, shuddering and moaning as his cock twitches and his hips writhe, emptying himself wet and filthy into Aether’s lap. 

Rain lies there, catching his breath as Aether pets him gently, soothing the stinging skin of his ass with gentle hands. When Rain is ready, Aether helps him up, getting him settled back into his lap, where he cups Rain’s face and leans in for a kiss.

Aether presses their foreheads together, nuzzling into him.

“Now,” Aether reaches out to gently swipe the pad of this thumb across Rain’s puffy, kiss-swolllen lower lip. “Let’s get you put back together so Swiss can have a turn.”

(Let’s be real, Rain can blush on command and Aether falls for it every goddamn time)

[phantoms-boyfriend]

I have a Med Ghouls Fic for yall. Aether/Rain.

“Good morning.” Aether chuckled, it was 8pm but that was their morning. “There’s no big news today, other than we’re expecting a trainee. The very lovely water ghoul in the back there, Rain, will be working with me today. Please be nice, and if you think you may have feedback or think he needs help, please let me know,"

or

Rains a new Nurse and Aether runs a tight ship in the ED. When you spend that much time together it can get to you.

[lilypadlys]

Floating

Summary: Rain goes to Aether to get out of his head for a while. Aether makes sure he's properly taken of.

Ship: Aether/Rain

Word Count: 1,528

Rating: Mature

Tags: quintosis, bondage, body worship, aftercare, them being gross and in love.

AO3 or below the cut

“That’s it. Just relax for me.” Aether coos. He runs his hand over Rain’s forehead, brushing the hair out of his face. Rain eyelids flutter and he sighs as Aether channels a bit more quintessence into him. They’ve barely started and the water ghoul already looks blissed out; normally sea green eyes gone hazy violet.

Rain came to him begging Aether to help get him out of his head for a little while. Aether is happy to oblige, unable to say no to Rain. Now the water ghoul is sprawled out on Aether’s bed, naked, wrists cuffed to the headboard, and doped up on quintessence. Aether thinks the cuffs are overkill. The dizzy haze Rain is in enough to keep him pliant and unresistant. He isn’t complaining though. Rain actually asked for it and he looks gorgeous like this. Aether tells him as much.

“Look at you. So pretty for me.”

Rain has just enough presence of mind left to blush slightly and turn his face away. Aether can see how his cock kicks at the words though.

“C’mere.” Aether gently tilts Rain’s face back towards him. “Want to kiss those adorable lips.”

He pulls Rain into a gentle kiss, their tongues lapping into each other’s mouths, tasting each other. It's easy and reverent. When Aether pulls away, Rain tries to follow. He seems confused when the cuffs and heaviness of his limbs hold him back. He whines softly, brow scrunched and bottom lip pressed out in a pout.

“It’s okay, Guppy. I’m here.” Aether leans back in to plant feather light kisses all over Rain’s face and neck, causing him to giggle. “You like that?”

Rain nods.

Aether proceeds to pepper him in more kisses, gradually working his way down to Rain’s chest. As Aether sucks a nipple into his mouth, Rain’s giggles are cut short by a gasp. Aether laves his tongue over one then the other, rolling the opposite bud in his calloused fingers. Rain squirms a little, ticklish, but pushes his chest into the sensations all the same.

After thoroughly worshiping Rain’s pert nipples, Aether continues downward. He brushes his lips over Rain’s abdomen and inner thighs but teasingly stops his trail of kisses before where Rain really wants them. When Rain cants his hips up, Aether chuffs.

“Patience Tadpole.” He chides with no real bite.

Rain’s bottom lip puffs out in a pout but does his best to hold his hips still as Aether sucks purple marks into his inner thighs. Rain just closes his eyes, lids heavy, and basks in the feeling of floating. As a result, he has no warning when Aether finally touches him. The first decadent squeeze of Aether’s fist around his length has his eyes shooting open. The first slow stroke, root to tip, has his hips bucking and a keen leaving his lips.

“You make such sweet noises like this.” Aether grins.

Normally Rain would bite his lip or clench his jaw to keep the noises in, embarrassed at how high and feminine he sounds. Thanks to the fog clouding his head though, all he can do is whimper and thrust up to meet Aether’s hand.

“That's right. Take what you need.”

The praise goes straight to Rain’s cock. He can feel heat pooling in his gut already, the quintessence amplifying the sensation.

“Aeth-mmh!” Rain’s mutter is cut off by a moan as Aether begins to work him over in earnest.

“Please-ahh! Please Aeth.” Rain whimpers, on the edge.

“I’ve got you. It’s okay.”

Permission granted, Rain cums with a sob, the force of the quintessence aided orgasm making his head spin. Aether strokes him through it as pleasure turns to overstimulation. Rain expects Aether to pull away at any second. Instead he squeaks in surprise as Aether dips forward and takes the head of Rain’s cock into his mouth.

Rain is shaking now in pleasure pain as Aether expertly sucks him off. He begins to struggle. Tries to wiggle away, but Aether holds him steady, gripping Rain’s hips hard enough to bruise. Aether takes him down fully before sliding off with a pop.

“Color, baby?”

“Green.” Rain sighs breathily. “I’m green.”

“Then I’m nowhere near done with you yet.” Aether promises before redoubling his efforts.

All Rain can do is lie back and ride it out. The quintessence has his orgasm building all over again, even this soon. Just when he thinks he can’t take anymore, Aether teases his fingers through the slick coating Rain’s hole. He traces his fingertips around the fluttering rim and without warning slides one in. There’s no resistance thanks to the copious amounts of slick Rain’s producing. Aether curls his finger just right and Rain makes a choked out noise as he’s thrown over the edge into his second orgasm of the night. He shoots his load down Aether’s throat, and the quintessence ghoul swallows it all greedily.

As Rain comes down from it, Aether surges up to catch him in a kiss, letting Rain taste himself on Aether's lips. When they break for air, Aether leans back to admire the lanky form of the water ghoul laid out before him.

“Look at you.” He purrs, licking his lips clean. “Being so good and letting me take care of you.”

All Rain can manage in response is a sleepy chirp.

“How are you doing sweet boy? Feeling good?”

Rain nods with a contented sigh.

Aether presses a kiss to Rain’s forehead. “Up for a little more?” His hand rubs teasingly across Rain’s thigh.

Rain nods again.

“Words darling.”

“Please. Yes. Need you.” Rain can feel his cock stiffening again already. He’d beg for more stimulation if Aether told him too.

Luckily for him, Aether wastes no time in working Rain open. Rain keens with it as Aether strokes his prostate with two and then three fingers. When the quintessence ghoul scissors his fingers, Rain can feel a third orgasm looming. He whines when he feels those skilled digits withdraw.

“Just a second dear.” Aether says, slicking up his own cock and gently nudging Rain’s legs apart. He kneels between them and lines himself up. When the head of his cock brushes against Rain’s hole, the water ghoul huffs and jerks his hips.

“Ready for me?”

“Please!” Rain chokes out, desperate.

Aether thrusts in slowly and they both groan at the sensation.

“So tight.” Aether grunts as he slides in.

Rain just moans and throws his head back as he’s filled up.

When Aether bottoms out, Rain can’t help but clench down and it’s Aether’s turn to gasp. He holds steady, both to let Rain adjust to the stretch, but also to quell the heat in his own gut. He’s not ready for this to be over quite yet.

Finally, Aether begins tentative rolls of his hips. Taking the breathy sounds coming from the water ghoul as a good sign, he begins to thrust in and out for real. He starts slow, making Rain feel each and every inch of his thick length. Quickly though, need takes over and his thrusts become fast and hard. Aether lifts one of Rain’s legs up over his shoulder, allowing him leverage to thrust harder and deeper.

With Rain’s hips lifted, the new angle is devastating. Rain starts to tremble and babble incoherently.

“C-close!” He finally manages.

“Me too, Darling.”

Just a few more thrusts and Rain is gone. The way he clenches down flings Aether into his own orgasm. Aether works them both through it before stilling his hips as they both pant. After catching his breath, Aether pulls out as gently as possible as they both hiss in overstimulation. Aether reaches up to undo the cuffs, and then flops down next to the boneless water ghoul. He wraps his arms around him, Rain’s back to his chest. Aether nuzzles the nape of his neck and praises him.

“You did such a good job Rainbow. I’m so proud of you. So good for me.”

Rain is floating, too far gone to really hear, much less understand the words. All the same, he pushes back into Aether; into the rumble of his voice in his chest. It tethers him and slowly guides him back. When he finally comes back to himself, it’s to Aether braiding small sections of his hair and humming softly.

“You back with me love?”

“Yeah.” Rain purrs. “Thanks.”

“Of course sweetheart. Feel better?”

“Lots.”

“What do you need now? Want to get cleaned up?” Aether takes in the mess decorating the water ghoul’s chest.

Rain yawns. “Wanna sleep.”

“Alright.” Aether smiles. “Let's get you some water first and then you can go ahead and take a nap. Afterwards, we’ll get you all cleaned up and get some fresh sheets. That sound good?”

“Uh huh.” Rain hums, eyes already fluttering.

Aether helps him sit up just long enough to take a few slips from the water bottle he’d left on the nightstand. After a minute, Rain pushes it away in favor of settling back down. He pulls Aether with him, rolling over to face him and pressing himself into Aether’s chest.

“Sweet dreams Darling.” Aether kisses Rain’s head.

Rain just snuggles in closer.

[nastylittleghouls]

When two become.....three.

Aether and Dewdrop did not only play with Rain's bass that night

[noahl-art]

Ghostober - Day 19

Aether really needs to make sure Rain is gonna take this time... only doing his job, no other reason! 💦🥴

FULL VERSION HERE!

CW: Med Kink / Medical exam / Gynecologist exam

[forlorn-crows]

𝑯𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝑶𝒖𝒕 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑫𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌

Rating: Mature (implied sexual content)

Relationship(s): Aether/Rain

Tags: daddy kink, quintosis (quintessence as hypnosis), post-hypnotic trigger/suggestion, implied transmasculine rain, mildly dubious consent & morality, intox kink, alcohol. let aether be SLEAZY let him be NASTY. we love a wine drunk lightweight rain.

Words: 2189

Guppy. The quint ghoul watches the petname hit Rain’s brain and settle there, making his hips falter in their swaying. He makes an unconscious noise, momentarily stupored. But the haze is gone the next time he blinks, replaced with the almost imperceptible dilation of his pupils. A few sparkles of amethyst blend into his normal cerulean irises, indicative of Aether’s little trick he’s just begun to play. It’s simple, really. A little post-hypnotic suggestion, if you will. “That’s a new one; have you called me that before?” Rain giggles a little and takes another sip of his wine. Oh, has he.

Notes: for my bestie @divine-misfortune; happy birthday, void! he requested "I am placing an order fr Aeth and his guppy,,,,As for what theyre doin? Good question-idk maybe gettin him cute n dumb in public or smthn so he needs his daddy" and thus, this fic was born

Read the rest under the cut, or on AO3!

The abbey grounds are alive with celebration; alight with lanterns, string lights, and a great bonfire down the hill; the smell of stew, mulled wine, and crisp apple mixes with the fresh promise of autumn that cools the breeze. Many libations are passed amongst the scattered groups of ghouls and siblings, as well as shared laughs and cozy conversation. It’s a nice night for festivities, and it’s only bound to get rowdier as the evening progresses. 

Rain, of course, is no stranger to a good time. A glass of cranberry wine downed already with another one halfway drunk in his hand, he sways to Swiss and Mountain’s guitar-percussion duo they’ve set up just beyond the bonfire. The multi ghoul strums an unnamed melody while Mountain accompanies with a rhythm on an old floor tom. Easy-going and no particular songs in mind. A few others bustle around him—Cumulus spins Aurora around to her giggling delight, a group of siblings dance amongst their little circle, and Aeon is very obviously wiggling his butt for Swiss’ benefit. 

Not that Rain isn’t doing something similar. Aether’s quite enjoying watching the water ghoul sway his hips and smile coyly over his shoulder as Mountain blows him a kiss. He’s equally as cute in the outfit said drummer most likely picked out for him: a charcoal gray thermal underneath a cream colored blouse, chocolate brown joggers that hover above his leather chelsea boots and show off black wool socks, all topped off with a modest gold ring on his wine-glass-wielding hand. In his hair, bright magenta aster blooms are woven alongside yellow heliopsis flowers in the waterfall braids looping under his horns. 

A right autumn beauty that has Aether itching to touch, to charm.

“Hi, cutie,” he says appreciatively, slipping his hands around Rain’s waist after sauntering up behind him. He pecks the water ghoul on the cheek.

Rain hums and presses his chilled lips to Aether’s mouth. Cinnamon sugar and berry gracing the tip of his tongue. “Hi yourself,” he grins. 

The quint ghoul falls in time with Rain’s hip sways, pressing himself to his back. “And what number drink are we on, love?” he asks, like he doesn’t already know the answer.

“Excuse me, this is only glass number two, thank you very much,” Rain says indignantly. He turns up his nose playfully and flips his hair into Aether’s face, who simply chuckles and blows the strands away.

“Gotta pace yourself; don’t want to see this pretty face passed out in the lawn now, do we?”

Rain rolls his eyes. “I don’t see you enjoying the fruits of Mountain’s berry picking labor.” He throws another coquette look at the earth ghoul, playing it up as a compliment. 

Aether hums. “Open up and let me really taste, then,” he lilts, nipping at Rain’s jaw with a growl. 

“Ugh,” he laughs through a groan. In trying to dodge Aether’s attack, the red wine sloshes over the rim of his glass and soaks into the cuff of his thermal. “Aetherrr,” he complains, picking at the sleeve. 

Aether tuts. “It’s only a little—it’ll dry, guppy.”

Guppy. The quint ghoul watches the petname hit Rain’s brain and settle there, making his hips falter in their swaying. He makes an unconscious noise, momentarily stupored. But the haze is gone the next time he blinks, replaced with the almost imperceptible dilation of his pupils. A few sparkles of amethyst blend into his normal cerulean irises, indicative of Aether’s little trick he’s just begun to play.

It’s simple, really. A little post-hypnotic suggestion, if you will. 

“That’s a new one; have you called me that before?” Rain giggles a little and takes another sip of his wine. 

Oh, has he. He plays innocent. “What, ‘guppy’?” 

Rain giggles again, almost automatic. “Uh huh. Kinda like it.” Aether can tell he doesn’t know why he says so. It’s part of the design, of course, that he doesn’t catch on to what the nickname does to him. How each utterance weaves a little more magick into his mind, dropping him that much further. Rain hums, leaning into Aether more heavily than before. 

“Thought you might,” he rumbles, giving him a peck on the cheek. He catches Mountain’s eye over the water ghoul’s shoulder, his expression now twisted with a mix of amusement, suspicion, and maybe a little bit of jealousy. Aether throws him a wink, and the earth ghoul rolls his eyes and shakes his head with a smirk.

He taps the rim of Rain’s wine glass. “Is my pretty ghoul gonna pace himself properly, or will I have to keep an eye on you, mister?”

“Mmm, you can keep an eye on me all you want.” Rain wiggles his ass against his crotch suggestively. 

Aether chuckles and gives his waist a squeeze. “Watch it, now; you get into too much trouble and I’ll have to whisk you away from all the fun, guppy.”

Rain shakes his head exaggeratedly, whining in disagreement. Stumbling a little on his next hip swivel. “Nooo, let me have fuuun,” he protests. “I’ll be gooood. Promise.” He offers up the pinky on his free hand. The hammered gold band on his middle finger flashes with the firelight across the field. 

Aether links his pinky with his own. “I’ll be watching,” he warns playfully, nipping at his jaw again. Rain doesn’t swat him away this time. The quint ghoul offers a pat on the ass before he walks away, busying himself with hor devours and fish stew.

It’s a few hours later before they cross paths again, Rain noticeably tipsier and loose-limbed as he converses with Dew at the bonfire. If Aether’s observations were correct, the glass of dark, blackberry wine in his hand should be his fourth drink now. He’d be inebriated without the magick, lightweight as water ghouls typically are, but the touch of quintessence makes him needier, more tactile than he otherwise would be. It’s a side effect that makes itself known quite obviously: kissing Mountain full on the mouth after his and Swiss’ set was finished, resting his head on Sunshine’s shoulder as she fed him prosciutto and cheese cubes from her snack plate, holding a sister’s hand as he walked with her through the small rose garden that surrounds the outside walls of the bathhouse. 

Like this, he’s seductive and ripe for the taking. Aether’s drawn back to him like a magnet.

“ . . . wanna go someplace on the coast,” Rain is saying as he approaches the pair. “When it’s warm.” Rain pouts.

Dew makes a face. “Ugh, I don’t know if I can take more outside shows; too fuckin’ hot.”

“Y’re ‘fuckin’ hot,’” the water ghoul smirks, poking at Dew’s leg with his boot. 

Dew just rolls his eyes fondly. “And you’re drunk, starfish.”

“Nuh uh—”

“Think Dew’s right, guppy,” Aether interjects, placing his hands on Rain’s shoulders. “Hm?” Rain raises a finger above his head, waggling it in front of Aether’s chest to emphasize his nuh uh. Aether can feel the magick swirl that much deeper under his fingers, making Rain hiccup and drop his head back against the quint’s body.

Beside them, Dew crosses his arms and laughs knowingly. “Guppy, huh?” He raises an eyebrow and bites the inside of his cheek to stop his mouth from quirking up further. Mentally, Aether shrugs. So a few of them know of his tricks—sue him. They’ve enjoyed the effects of Rain’s (and their own) nickname before, so, really, they have no place to judge.

“‘s cute,” Rain slurs, smiling up at Aether. “Gu-ppy. Guuuuuppy.”

“Why don’t ya say it a few more times?” Dew snorts, turning to busy himself with the fire and leaving Aether to his sleazy antics. Luckily, Ifrit’s there to hold his attention. The quint ghoul slips around and takes the free spot on Rain’s left. He’s immediately greeted with a lapful of clumsy water ghoul, who chooses to climb on top of him instead of stay in his own seat. 

“Hi, love,” Aether says warmly, wrapping his arms around him. Deftly, he plucks the wine glass from Rain’s hand and places it on the stump beside them. “You enjoying yourself?”

“More now tha’ y’re here,” he smiles, all drunk and dopey. He loops his arms around Aether’s neck and hums. Adjusts himself more than comfortably on his lap, legs hanging over his hips and bellies pressed together. 

“I’m glad, my pretty guppy,” Aether rumbles. Rain makes a noise at the back of his throat, quick and breathy. Aether watches his eyelids flutter for the first time since the night began, like a moth's wings as they carry the flying creature closer to the flames. He tuts and brushes his thumb over the water ghoul’s cheek, who leans into the touch with a needy purr. 

“Y’ feel nice,” he sighs dreamily. 

“Not getting tired?” he asks, a self-satisfied smile crossing his face as Rain fights to blink away the haze.

He shakes his head, sticking out his bottom lip and wriggling closer. Rolling his hips not-so-subtly against Aether’s crotch. “Uh-uh.” 

“No? Looks like that wine is getting to you, love,” he teases. 

“Aetherrrrrr,” Rain wines. He wiggles again, and Aether can feel the damp heat starting to radiate off of him. Teetering perfectly between giggly, aroused, and falling asleep standing up. “Let me have fuuun,” he echoes himself from earlier.

“Out here, in front of everyone?” Rain groans and sticks his face into the crook of Aether’s neck. He chuckles to himself and wraps those big arms tight around his lithe body. One more, and he’ll be just where he wants him. He puts his mouth to Rain’s ear and whispers: “No—don’t want you to get sloppy, guppy; why don’t we tuck in for the night? You and me, what do you say?”

It’s like a weight drops on his body, Rain going so lax against him until his arms slip off Aether’s shoulders, head only staying up because his chin keeps it hanging off of Aether’s chest. He’s not dropped all the way, not just yet, but his face pulls into an expression of bliss and his eyes slip all the way closed this time. Purrs increasing in intensity as he helplessly melts into Aether’s control. 

And then he says something Aether wasn’t entirely prepared for; something that makes his breath catch in his throat and his pants get tight.

Rain sighs happily, stupidly, eyes reopening to amethyst-tinged slits as he gazes up at the quint ghoul. He smiles, licking his lips like a dog settling down for a nap. “Okay, daddy.”

Fuck. Aether bites back a groan. “Yeah, baby?” he says softly. “You wanna cozy up with Daddy?”

“Mm-hm,” he nods. 

Aether scoops him up immediately. He can feel Mountain’s jealous stare against his back as he carries Rain back to the abbey, no doubt thwarting the earth ghoul’s plan to strip Rain of the outfit he picked out for him and take him slow and sweet. The quint ghoul flicks his tail behind him: next time, big guy. 

Rain makes a noise of protest as he’s eventually plopped onto Aether’s bed, nearly falling over as he makes grabby hands towards the bigger ghoul.

“Just closing the door, sweet boy,” Aether assures. 

When he turns back, there’s a blush on Rain’s cheeks, rosied from the cool air. He looks back at Aether with big eyes, whining as he starts to paw at his own clothes. Needy and eager. A picture of casual sin, the braids around his horns have gone loose from the night’s festivities, flowers cascading down his curls like fallen leaves that get stuck in branches on their descent to the ground. The merriment which disheveled his pristine look has also sullied his blouse, now stained crimson in a few rogue spots from the wine. And as Rain shifts and spreads his legs a little, Aether catches sight of the tiny damp patch in the crotch of his pants, his sudden arousal obvious and impossible to hide. 

It’s enough to make his mouth water. “Fuck, look at you; handsome, handsome boy,” he rumbles. Aether crouches over him, bracketing Rain’s torso with his arms and leaning in to graze their noses together. The smell of wine and sweet, heady arousal hits him like a punch to the gut. In an instant, his resolve crumbles, and all he can do is groan. “Daddy wants you so bad, baby.”

Rain’s whimper turns into a gasp as Aether runs a hand down his thigh. “Oh . . . but—clothes,” he says dumbly, still grabbing at them. 

“Don’t worry, guppy—” he breathes, tracking that hand back up to the waistband of his pants, then his fly. Rain’s groan is soft, trailing off at the end as he starts to slip somewhere distant, putty in the quint ghoul’s hands. Aether pops the snap and pulls the zipper down with one claw, pushing past Rain’s fly to cup him over his now damp underwear. His mouth brushes against the water ghoul’s messily, hungrily, and lets the momentum of it all take them both down onto the bed. 

“—Daddy’ll take good care of you.”

[robboyblunder]

Remember how I said I couldn't stop thinking about Ghouls? yeah LOL. Anyways, I finally finished my "Ghoul Guide" which is a comic featuring made up lore about summoning nameless ghouls as well as things about them and their roles!

this by no means is comprehensive of everything I've made up for them, but I'm testing the waters with this comic! if it gets enough love I'll make an additional comic about ghoul origins, element types, and maybe even design non-assigned ghoul outfits for each era costume hehe.

ID in ALT text! transcript for comic text under the cut!

Transcript is numbered for each page the text is for!

A rite of passage for becoming “Papa”, It starts with a will and your judgement

A specialized chamber is necessary, 1) to avoid interference 2) to prevent escape.

After all; feral ghouls are raw elements, And to survive, one must tame them.

Each element has a diversity of strengths and rarity / and the first ghoul summoned sets precedent for how a leader is perceived.

Additionally, the first is the personal servant and an important assistant for life; Often times assistance is needed for future summoning, but a limit of 2 maintains respect to show you’re still capable.

However, they must accept you- you must earn their respect, and they only choose if willing. And they are not always willing.

One must be prepared to face Hell itself. To prove one is worthy to take the stage, controlling the devil’s magic is key.

It’s important to roll the dice and summon a variety, but one may only tame as many as the power of their sin allows, which, naturally, varies.

And while they’re loyal as determined by one’s rank… / Remember: The ministry comes first.

Ghoul records broken by copia.

Record: Most ghouls summoned at one time: 8 (10 including past members), Record: Most obedient first summon (for an amateur).

Record: Most powerful summons (2 S-Class ghouls); All consuming Hell Fire (AKA: “Sodo” or “Dew”); Hurricane From Hades (AKA: “Cumulus”); Record: Most elemental offshoots summoned (3). Offshoots of (then lists the symbols for quintessence and fire).

ghoul roles.

Assistance, Fighting.

Personal Guard, And of course: Performing.

end transcript.

[nastylittleghouls]

#sighs wistfully#mountain and dew are too busy arguing over who gets to fuck him first to notice Aether sneaking off#knots him nice and deep and the rubs it in their faces#sighhhhhhh

YOU CAN'T LEAVE THIS GEM IN THE TAGS

Sigh

New summon Rain’s sweet little virgin cunt

Sigh…

[iamthecomet]

Shade

Kinktober Day Nine - Voyeurism Rating: Explicit Pairing: Aether/Rain, Implied Aether/Swiss/Rain. Featuring: Swiss using his shadow powers for evil good. Voyeur Swiss. Anal Sex. Anal fingering. Oral Sex. Masturbation. Everything is super consensual I promise. Word Count: 1.3k Aether and Rain have some fun. Swiss watches.

Tagging @askingforthesun because I know how much you love Shadow Swiss ♥.

Read it on AO3 or under the cut.

Swiss watches. It's what he does best. His favorite pastime. Slipping into the shadows. Standing in the dark corner next to Rain's hearth. 

His fingers have gone all wispy. Arms too. He's melted into the dark. Eyes watching through the veil of his own shadows. 

Rain makes a little gut-punched noise. Breath hitching. Hips rolling, shifting from side to side like he's trying to throw Aether off. But they all know better. 

Rain's close. Two of Aether's thick fingers buried inside of him. That hot mouth around one of his balls. Suckling. Rain whines. Fingers fisted in Aether's hair. 

Swiss bets himself that Rain will start begging in thirty seconds. That feels generous with the way he's writhing. Desperate for Aether's mouth where he really needs it. 

Swiss grinds his palm down on his zipper. Hisses at the pressure as Rain's whines rachet up in volume. Rain keeps looking at the shadowy parts of his room. There are a lot of them. The water ghoul prefers it dark. The fire is dying in the hearth. The whole room is a shadow.  But Rain looks anyway. Eyes blown wide, hazy with pleasure. He searches. Knows Swiss is here somewhere but not where. 

Those glassy cerulean eyes slide over Swiss and he grins. Nerves alight. Stomach twisting at the chance of being found out. At the way Rain looks right at him and sees nothing. Eyes darting to another part of the room just before Aether adds a third finger and they roll back in Rain's skull. Exposing white to the ceiling. 

Swiss pulls himself out. Hard and warm in his palm. When he looks down he doesn't see himself. He isn't corporeal at all, not really. But he can feel it all. He isn't about to question the mechanics of his earthly powers. Not now. Not when Rain is spread out before him like a feast and he's got his dick in what passes for his hand. 

He fucks into his fist in time with Aether's fingers. They're drenched in Rain's slick. The squelching sound they make with every thrust makes Swiss feel insane. He has to slow down or he’ll blow all over the floor before the main event even starts. He squeezes himself at the base and holds. Dick twitching in his hands as Aether scissors his fingers and Rain finally starts to beg. 

“Aeth, Aether. I need–you’ve gotta–more.” 

Swiss would really make him beg. Would needle a please or seven out of the water ghoul’s lips before he even thought about touching his cock. But Swiss isn’t the one between his legs. Isn’t the one pistoning his fingers into that lithe body. And Aether must be feeling merciful. 

Aether pulls his mouth from Rain’s balls with a wet pop. Then licks a stripe over Rain’s neglected cock. It kicks against his stomach. Spits more pre that Aether laps up. Swiss can see it all. The sheen of it on Rain’s belly. The way Rain’s chest heaves as Aether laps at him. The shiny head disappears between Aether’s lips and Rain keens. 

Noisy as ever. Fingers fisting hard in Aether’s hair, curled around his horns, hips bucking up into his mouth. 

Swiss would never let him get away with this–but Aether does. Allows Rain a few moments of fucking his mouth, of controlling everything. Aether makes the prettiest noise when Rain pushes a little too deep and makes him choke. 

Swiss can barely stand it. Can’t keep his hands still now. Curls one around his balls, rolls them between his fingers. With the other he starts to stroke again. Slow, steady. Hoping that if he goes easy on himself he’ll last. 

He leans against the wall behind him. Tips his head back against it, watches through lidded eyes as Rain grinds his dick into Aether’s throat with a low groan. Aether takes it all, fingers of his free hand pushing Rain’s thighs wider apart. Exposing more of Rain for Swiss to see–to watch as Aether pushes a fourth finger in. 

It’s delicious agony, watching Aether take Rain apart like this. Not being able to touch. Hidden by shadow. He wants to pull Rain’s head into his lap. Wants to stroke his fingers through Rain’s soft curls. Whisper sweet things to him while Aether pulls him apart. 

Aether doesn’t indulge him much longer. He pulls off of Rain’s cock. He pulls his fingers out of his ass. They shimmer in the low light and Swiss wishes he could taste them. Wants Aether to walk over here and shove them down his throat. But that doesn’t happen. 

What does happen is that Aether feeds that slick right back to Rain. Shoves two of his fingers into Rain’s mouth all the way until Rain chokes and gags on them. Swiss’ stomach flips at the sound. He wipes the other two across Rain’s cheek. Leaving a sticky smear that Swiss swears he’ll drag his tongue through once this is over. 

Swiss thinks Aether knows where he is. He’s perceptive even without his quintessence to help him. Swiss is even more sure when Aether starts arranging Rain on the bed. Picking an angle that will allow Swiss a side view. That makes sure he will see every slide of Aether’s cock into Rain. 

Rain raises an eyebrow, starts to ask why Aether’s moving him, but Aether just smiles down at him, cutting off the words at the knees. 

“Thought you wanted to give Swiss a good show?” 

“Where is he?” Rain asks, leaning up on his elbows, head on a swivel. His eyes pass over Swiss again and Swiss has to squeeze his balls hard enough that it hurts to keep himself from cumming right there. 

“Don’t worry about that, Raincloud,” Aether whispers, leaning down to catch Rain in an easy kiss. Just lay back and look pretty. 

Rain does–it’s effortless. Swiss can’t take his eyes off of him in the best of times. It’s impossible like this. He’s flushed, eyes glazed. Body taut as Aether starts to push in. The fat head of Aether’s cock pops past the rim and Rain’s eyes slam shut. His back arches deliciously and Swiss has to dig his fangs into his lip to bite back a groan. 

Aether sinks in slowly, easily. He gives Rain a few moments to adjust and then he starts to fuck him. Slowly enough that Swiss can savor every inch of Aether’s slick length pushing in and pulling out. From this angle he can see the way Rain tries to suck him in. Can see the way he’s stretched tight over Aether’s girth. 

He won’t last like this–Satanas, he doesn’t want to. 

“Touch yourself, Raincloud,” Aether orders, voice tight. Rain does, long fingers dragging down his belly and curling around his cock. 

Swiss matches Rain’s rhythm, twisting his fist around the head of his cock the way Rain does. Mirroring the motion. He’s dizzy with it. Pleasure zipping up his spine as Aether fucks Rain, and Rain spills pre all over his own fingers. 

Rain gets tenser and tenser. Eyes wide as he stares up at Aether. Whining louder and louder with each thrust. 

 “Gonna–gotta–you’re gonna make me–oh fuck–please.”

“Just like that, Rainy,” Aether nods, sweat beading on his brow, growling low and wrecked as Rain clenches down on him. “Cum for me.” 

Rain gasps, mouth open in a silent scream as his body goes taught. He inhales, eyes rolling widely in his skull as he finally starts to cum. “S–fuck- Swiss,” Rain moans, finding his voice again.  Body jerking as the wrong name spills from his lips, his eyes finally finding Swiss’ through the swirl of shadows. Locking on as he paints his stomach and Aether growls, barreling toward his own finish.

Swiss’ breath hitches. His balls draw up. He cums harder than he ever has in his life.

[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

[ghoul-slime]

Tandem

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 3,205

Pairing: Aether/Dew, Swiss/Rain, Aether/Rain, Swiss/Dew, Swiss/Aether, Rain/Dew, Aether/Dew/Swiss/Rain

Tags: Foursome, anal sex, anal fingering, blowjobs, hotel sex, partner swapping, implied polyghouls

Summary: The whole band had all been treated to nice big suite rooms as a reward for the past week spent sleeping on a cramped tour bus. Now, taking in the sight of Dew with his tongue down Rain’s throat, Aether and Swiss have no doubt that it had all been worth it.

Aether/Dew/Swiss/Rain hotel foursome continuation of Parallel, but this can be read as a standalone.

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Aether cautiously opens the door to the hotel room with Swiss in tow. They’d been banished downstairs to the lobby bar for the last hour so Rain and Dew could get ready for the evening in peace.They’re immediately greeted by the image of two naked ghouls sitting pretty on the edge of one of the two big beds in the room. The whole band had all been treated to nice big suite rooms as a reward for the past week spent sleeping on a cramped tour bus. Now, taking in the sight of Dew with his tongue down Rain’s throat, Aether has no doubt that it had all been worth it.

Rain has his hands threaded through Dew’s long blond hair while Dew paws at his chest as they kiss, and Aether is certain that they’d been sitting on the bed patiently waiting for the sound of the key card at the door before they started putting on this little show. Even from where he stands he can tell they’re fresh out of the bath, hair still damp, shining and silky, skin soft and glowing and clinging to a slight blush leftover from the steam of the water. Aether salivates, feeling himself chub up in his pants at the scene before him. He can’t wait to work with Swiss to fuck them both up, get them good and filthy again. Wreck that bed they’re sitting on so bad all four of them will have to sleep in the spare.

Beside him Swiss lets out a knowing chuckle, undoubtedly thinking something similar. He throws an arm around Aether’s shoulder and drags him in close.

“Would you look at that, Aeth?” Swiss grins, striding them both up to where Rain and Dew are perched on the bed. “Couple of little angels, so pretty and putting on a nice little show for us. All dolled up and smelling so sweet and clean. All for us?”

Swiss slides his hand up the back of Aether’s neck and into his hair, twisting him around and kissing him on the mouth, licking past his fangs and grinning sharp against his lips. He leans in to growl into Aether’s ear, a message just for him, “What do you say we make them cry tonight, hm?”

When Swiss lets go he turns back to see Rain and Dew looking up at them with hooded eyes and blushing faces. Rain inhales deeply and lets his eyes flutter closed. Dew looks at Aether and sticks out his tongue.

Aether steps in to kiss Dew but Rain stops him with a hand to his chest. “Not yet,” he says, looking up with big, blue eyes. “We wanna suck you first…” he trails off. “Please?”

Dew shoots a grin at Swiss and Aether can see the game they’re playing. Despite the sweet appearances, he knows that Rain and Dew are in charge here. He feels himself throb in his pants as he imagines the two of them touching each other earlier in the shower, lazily tugging each other off and planning exactly how they wanted to get fucked by Swiss and Aether tonight.

Swiss reaches out, trailing his thumb across Rain’s pouty bottom lip. “Anything you want, baby,” he answers sweetly. “Anything you want.”

And with that Dew and Rain both drop to their knees, shoulder to shoulder, tugging Aether and Swiss in by the belt loops. Dew reaches up to pop the button of Aether’s jeans and distantly Aether can hear Rain doing the same for Swiss. Dew pulls Aether’s jeans and boxers down together. “Off,” he fusses, swatting at his feet until Aether is stepping out of them and kicking them to the side. 

Dew wastes no time in grabbing Aether’s hard cock and licking a long, wet stripe up the length of him from root to tip. His hand flies to Dew’s head as he takes Aether in his mouth and begins to bob, hollowing his cheeks and sucking, looking up through long lashes as he swallows him down. Aether groans and looks away, only to be greeted with the sight of Rain tonguing at the slit of Swiss’ dick, jacking his shaft and cupping his balls with his other hand.

If this is how the night is looking to go Aether isn’t sure how long he’s gonna last, feeling a tight coil of pleasure already building up in his gut as Dew deepthroats him, exaggerating wet gagging sounds as Aether’s cock hits the back of his throat. Just the way he knows Aether likes. 

Aether tightens his grip in Dew’s hair, encouraging him to slow down. He glances over again to see Rain suckling at the tip of Swiss’ cock, Swiss’ head thrown back, his shirt and pants now discarded. Rain laves at the head, running his tongue around the ridge and eliciting a tight groan from Swiss. At this rate Aether wonders if this was Rain and Dew’s plan all along. To suck them off wet and messy and perfect, get them to bust right away, that way they can spend the rest of the night playing with each other instead.

Aether looks down at Dew who manages to grin up at him despite his mouthful of cock, as if he can read Aether’s thoughts. Aether pulls him off, letting go with the most obscene wet pop he can manage, a thin trail of spit connecting the tip of Aether’s dick to Dew’s shiny, pink lips. 

“Oh no you don’t, you little shits,” Aether chuckles breathlessly, reaching out to ease Rain off of Swiss’ length. Rain gives Aether an innocent look before turning to drag Dew in for a sloppy kiss, their spit-slick lips sliding over each other wet and messy. Still putting on a show. 

Swiss grins down proudly, chest heaving, one hand squeezing the base of his dick to bring himself back down. He turns to Aether and cocks an eyebrow. “Wow,” he says simply, with a breathless laugh.

Rain and Dew part, Dew reaching in for one more lick to Rain’s lips before settling back on the bed. “Do you want us from behind first?” Rain asks sweetly, helping to ease Dew down to his hands and knees before arranging himself similarly, glancing at Swiss over his shoulder as he spreads his knees out on the bed and arches his back.

“Holy fuck,” Swiss whispers. They’ve both been prepped already, tight pink holes worked open and ready, glistening shiny and wet with slick and lube. Aether wishes he and Swiss had been allowed to stick around to watch them finger each other. They’ll have to ask them to do it again someday.

Swiss makes the first move, stepping forward to run his hands up Rain’s parted thighs, cupping his cheeks and pulling them open to expose that wet little hole even more. Aether watches as he runs two fingers though the slick of Rain’s ass before bending down to plant a kiss right on one cheek. Rain hums in appreciation and reaches out to thread his fingers with Dew’s on the bed next to him. 

“Aeth, please,” Dew turns to look at Aether, demanding his attention, arching his back and whining dramatically. He reaches behind to slip one finger into himself, sinking in and drawing it back out slowly, shining and wet. Aether grunts and steps in, grabbing his cock and running it through the mess of Dew’s ass. Dragging down his cleft and across the velvet soft skin of his balls.

“C’mon Aeth, fuck me. Let’s show them how good you give it to me,” Dew goads, wiggling his hips. Aether lines up and sinks in with one fluid movement, turning to see Swiss jack himself twice before pushing his cock into Rain’s waiting body. Aether watches them for a beat, appreciating the long line of Rain’s arched back, lean muscle straining across his shoulders, round little ass cheeks bouncing with each thrust of Swiss’ hips. Aether can hear the wet slide of Swiss’ thick cock pushing in and out of Rain’s tight body.

Dew whines again, “Harder, Aeth. Harder. Fuck me harder,” he pleads. Competitive little shit, Aether thinks to himself as he takes Dew’s skinny little hips and pounds in harder, bouncing Dew’s skinny thighs off of his as he fucks him deep. Together they have the bedframe rattling, and distantly Aether thinks they’re not gonna make it through the night without at least one noise complaint.

Aether picks up a frantic pace, spurred on by the sweet little whimpers and cries Swiss is pulling from Rain next to him. He drags Dew’s hips back, spearing him fully on his cock, pushing in hard and fast, sharp thrusts hitting deep. After a few moments Dew cries out, squeezing Rain’s hand twice. It’s a signal, Aether realizes, as Rain turns to look at Swiss over his shoulder again.

“Swiss…ah,” he squeaks as a particularly hard thrust heaves him forward, wavy hair bouncing with the force of it. “We… we wanna ride you now.” The way Dew has been letting Rain speak for the both of them has Aether’s cock throbbing inside him.

Swiss pulls out and Aether follows suit, admiring the way Dew’s pink hole winks and gapes in time with his heaving chest. “Yeah, baby,” Swiss laughs, breathless, “Want you to ride me now. Bounce that round little ass on my cock for Aether and Dew to see.”

Dew leans in to whisper something in Rain’s ear and Rain nods back, smiling up at Swiss and Aether sweetly, a blush across his pretty features, wavy black curls sticking to his sweat-damp forehead.

“Dew thinks we should switch places,” Rain muses, looking back and running his fingers through his hair. “Right Dew?”

Dew sits up, folding his legs and nodding, biting his lip and doing his best to give Aether a demure look. They’ve rehearsed this perfectly, Aether thinks helplessly.

Rain and Dew reach forward together, tugging Swiss and Aether onto the bed, pushing and pulling until they’re arranged side by side against the headboard. Dew leans in to kiss Aether deeply, licking past his lips as Aether threads his fingers into Dew’s hair. When he pulls back, Dew looks at him with bright eyes. “Show Swiss how good you can ride, baby,” Aether mutters against his lips between kisses, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear, “Make him go fucking crazy for you.”

“Yeah,” Dew agrees breathlessly, “Gonna take Swiss so deep. Watch you fuck Rainy with your big fat cock while I bounce on his dick.”

And then Rain is tugging Dew away, crawling over to straddle Aether while Dew arranges himself on top of Swiss’ thighs. Rain runs his hands up Aether’s broad chest, resting his hands on his shoulders and leaning in for a sweet, soft kiss. Aether cups his cheek, kissing him and whispering a soft “Hi” against his lips.

“Hi,” Rain repeats back quietly, smiling and looking up at him through the fringe of his hair, reaching back to grasp Aether’s cock and line himself up. “Gonna take you now,” he says softly, rising up on his knees before slowly sinking back down. Rain throws his head back, mouth falling open as he sits down fully on Aether’s cock. Aether groans, salivating at Rain’s exposed neck, prominent Adam's apple bobbing as he swallows, adjusting himself to the stretch of Aether inside him.

Aether rests his hands on Rain’s hips and leans back to watch Swiss and Dew share a deep kiss of their own. Swiss reaches to grasp himself, but Dew swats his hands away. “Let me do it,” he says, stern. “Keep your hands here,” he instructs, placing both of Swiss’ large hands on his skinny little hips, a mirror image of Aether’s hands on Rain.

“Yeah,” Swiss nods, biting his lip. “Show me what you can do, Spitfire,” he croons as Dew reaches back to spread himself open with both hands, sinking down on Swiss’ straining, leaking cock. Dew looks to Rain once he’s fully seated, breathing heavily and blushing from head to chest.

Rain nods at him and they start riding together. Rain braces himself on Aether’s shoulders as he rolls his hips, sliding up and down the length of Aether’s cock slow and rhythmic and purposeful, grinding down each time he bottoms out, slick and lube running down Aether’s shaft and smearing between Rain’s thighs. 

Beside them Dew bounces in Swiss’ lap with rapid, short strokes, hands free and using just the power of his thighs and the spring of the bed. His hard little cock bobs as he rides, beads of pre rolling down his length as he hooks his feet around Swiss’ thighs for leverage, closes his eyes and bounces. Swiss groans at the sight of Dew’s tight belly muscles straining, silver rings threaded through his pert, pink nipples bouncing in time with his hips. With a groan he wrenches his eyes away from Dew to watch Rain work himself on Aether’s dick.

Aether has his eyes clenched tightly, the sight of Rain’s lean, elegant body swallowing him up rocketing him towards an orgasm he’s not ready for. Swiss’ voice breaks him from his concentration. “Look at him, Aeth,” Swiss drawls. “Lucifer, he looks so beautiful stuck on your cock. Takes you so good doesn’t he?”

Swiss doesn’t wait for an answer before he directs his attention to Rain. “How’s he feel, baby? Do you feel good? He filling you up just how you like it?”

“Yeah,” Rain answers breathlessly, grinding down hard on Aether’s dick, “Swiss, I can feel him so deep,” He rolls his hips, “Feel him in my belly he’s so deep.”

“How about you, Spitfire?” Swiss squeezes Dew’s hips, “How’s Rainy look taking your big boy’s fat dick?”

Dew gasps, watching Rain work himself up and down Aether’s cock. He clenches around Swiss in response, picking up his pace and bouncing faster, feeling Swiss’ cock kick inside him.

“Fuck,” Swiss whispers. “Aeth, fuck. Your little Dewdrop’s so fucking tight. So fucking good on my cock.” He reaches out, pries one of Aether’s hands from their vice grip on Rain's hips and guides it to where he’s connected to Dew. “Feel him?”

Aether moans deep and long at the feeling, fingers sliding through the slick mess of Swiss’ cock and Dew’s wet hole as he works himself up and down Swiss’ shaft. He spreads his fingers, feeling how Dew stretches each time he sinks down. Aether feels like he’s being assaulted on all sides. Swiss’ filthy narration and the wet stretch of Dew’s body at the tips of his fingers coupled with the slick sounds of Rain working himself open on Aether’s cock are too much for him.

He shouts, shuddering, and Rain is grabbing his face with both hands and pressing their foreheads together. “Not yet,” he commands, insistent, slowing the roll of his own hips as Aether gasps for air. “Look at me, Aether,” Rain asks, gentle now, Aether opens his eyes, gazes into Rain’s, “Tell me when you’re close, yeah?”

“I’m close, Rain. I’m fucking close,” Aether strains out through gritted teeth. Aether gasps again as he’s suddenly free from the hot, wet clutch of Rain’s body, head tipping back to thump loudly against the headboard as he sucks in lungfuls of air. He turns in time to see Dew nip at Swiss’ lips one last time as he stops bouncing and pulls himself off of Swiss’ cock.

Rain and Dew share a kiss again before rearranging themselves on their backs at the foot of the bed, Dew laid out in front of Aether and Rain in front of Swiss. “C’mere and finish us off,” Dew grins, spreading his thighs and reaching out for Aether. Rain hooks his leg over Dew’s, sitting up on his elbows and beckoning for Swiss to come closer.

Aether crawls over to Dew, settling himself between his legs and running his hands up his parted thighs. He takes himself in his hand and pushes into Dew’s waiting body. He hears Rain whine as Swiss does the same. Aether’s still dangerously close to finishing, so he wastes no time picking up a brutal pace, slamming into Dew with short, sharp thrusts that rock his tiny body into the sheets with each push of his hips. Dew cries out and Rain whines, rocked by similarly powerful thrusts from Swiss. For the first time that night Aether feels in control, and he glances at Swiss who is already grinning back at him. 

Aether tenses as he sees Rain and Dew reaching out to paw at each other, hands running wildly all over each other’s faces and bodies. They come together to share a sloppy kiss, all wet lips and tongues as they fight to maintain the kiss despite getting fucked straight into the mattress. 

“Gonna cum, Rainy,” Dew gasps into Rain’s mouth. “Gonna cum,” And then Rain is reaching over to jack Dew off in time with Aether’s erratic thrusts. Dew gasps, choking on his own breath as he shoots all over his belly, clamping down tight and setting Aether’s own orgasm off. Aether groans as he cums long and hard, filling Dew up with the release he’d been fighting so hard to hold back.

“Fuck, fuck,” Swiss curses, watching Rain slide his fingers through the mess on Dew’s belly, coating his fingers with glistening white and then reaching back to jack himself off with his wet hand. Rain closes his eyes and spreads his legs wider, arching his back off the bed as he jerks himself, whispering “yesyesyes, oh yes,” before he’s cumming too, shooting all over his own heaving chest. Swiss curses again, bends down to brace himself on his hands before fucking, two, three more times into Rain’s spasming body and cumming with a long groan. 

Swiss leans in to bury his face in the crook of Rain’s neck, inhaling deeply as Aether lowers himself down to hold Dew’s face in his hands and kiss him, pushing sweat damp hair off of his forehead. Dew laughs, high pitched and breathless and joyful, reaching up to wrap his arms around Aether’s neck. 

When they pull away, Swiss reaches for Aether, bringing him in with a hand on the back of his head. They kiss, Swiss’ hands tangling into Aether’s sweat damp hair. Swiss pulls back to smirk at Aether, brilliant white fangs flashing.

“Holy fuck,” Swiss jokes, “Well, that was fucking amazing.”

Aether chuckles, but before he can answer he’s cut off by a sharp whine. They turn to see Rain and Dew staring up at them from where they lay. Dew’s running his fingers through the mess between his legs. Trailing a wet finger up the cleft of his ass to push a gob of Aether’s leaking cum back inside himself. Rain, still propped up on his elbows, idly plays with his own mess cooling on his belly. Spreading his fingers to watch it stretch sticky and shiny between them.

“We’re not done yet, though,” Rain speaks for them both again, a saccharine smile spreading across his pretty face. “You got us real dirty. Think you’re gonna need to give us a bath and help us get nice and clean again.”