#copiaetherdew

[ghoulangerlee]

feeling inspired, this is not technically part of the dewther series but it could be if you really wanted it to be i guess. in my heart of hearts they're all fucking and they're all together but i know sometimes people prefer to keep the ghouls separate from copia which is why i hesitate to say this is canonically a part of the aetherdew series haha.

features copia, aether and dew w/t4t copiaether. dew is there he is their boytoy. contains: a bit of objectification, anal sex, face fucking, gratuitous orgasms for everyone involved. lots of oral stuff bc Dew is a menace with an oral fixtion.

cunt and cock/dick used for both copia and aether :) oh and there is a brief bit of sex magic at the end too haha

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Dew sighs, shifts and spreads his knees wider at the first press of warm silicon against his rim, humming happily around the heft of Aether's cock against his tongue.

Behind him Copia laughs a little, warm palm gentle against his side as he circles his hips forward, the head of his dick sinking inside Dew smoothly, he exhales as if he can feel the warm clutch of the fire ghoul around him, gaze trained on where they're connected.

"S'always so good," Aether murmurs, "Watching him, feeling him," he sighs and grinds against Dew's tongue as his voice hitches, "Lets us keep our dicks warm whenever we want," his voice trails off into a low sort of rumbling groan, fisting his hand in the hair at the back of Dew's head to keep him in place.

He makes an encouraging noise around Aether's cock, slides his hand around the back of Aether's thigh and tries to tug him closer—and Aether laughs at him for it, but obliges, lets himself be pulled as close as he possibly can, with Dew's face shoved so firmly against his pubic bone that it's probably impossible for him to breathe now.

"Next time," Aether says on the tail end of a moan, as Dew's tongue draws out teasing shapes against the head of his cock, "Next time, we'll switch places. I'll let you have his mouth, baby," he pants, feels Dew double down with the teasing as he makes eye contact with Copia.

Copia who looks mostly wrecked though he's only partially inside Dew, petting at his hips and back as he sinks into him slowly—they're using a new one tonight, the harness shiny and red, crisscrossing over Copia's thighs and his hips, the cock on it is thicker than Dew typically takes when they're together, but something he'd wanted tonight.

He doesn't have to go slow, but he likes to drag it out, likes the way that inching inside him as slow as he can makes Dew whine petulant, that if his mouth weren't full, he'd be babbling about how he can take it, how he's taken bigger to try and rile Copia into breaking.

This way, at least, Copia can slide his hands along Dew's back as he leans over him, pulling out a little and then sinking inside once more, over and over again while Dew whines, stuck between their cocks.

It feels like time slows down to a crawl and everything goes syrupy and sticky in Dew's mind by the time he feels Copia's hips press against his ass, feels when Aether leans forward too—he can't see it, but he can hear when they kiss, the way Copia sort of gasps airily into Aether's mouth, the low hum that follows most likely because Copia bit at Aether's lower lip.

(He's watched them kiss, many, many times. Pressed between them like this or stretched out along beside the two of them as they make out and rut against each other.)

He hears a hum, a wet sound as their lips part and then Copia's hands settle at his hips, his weight pulling back as he settles on his knees behind Dew again—not that Dew can really do much, still pinned in place by Aether's hand on the back of his head.

"Ready?" Copia asks, and Dew goes to nod but realizes he can't, and that Copia isn't actually talking to him, when he hears Aether hum, feels the way his thigh flexes in his hand as he steadies himself.

"Ready," Aether echoes, and then none of them proceed to do much talking after that—with each thrust of Copia's hips, it shoves Dew further onto Aether's cock, his mouth full and jaw aching, his own cock neglected and untouched the entire time, but hard, oh so hard.

Lips, dry and smiling press a kiss to the center of Dew's back as Copia leans forward, and it's just enough that Dew's aware that maybe they should switch positions soon, to give their knees a break, but then Copia's cock is hitting his prostate and the thought slinks out of his mind along with a choked moan around Aether.

Aether's hand is gentle in his hair for how hard he's fucking into Dew's mouth and Dew can smell his arousal, thick and heady and good and when he shifts his grip on Aether's thigh, his fingers slip against Aether's sweat and his own slick, damp and there, making Dew's mouth water for a taste despite the fact he's already got his mouth on him.

He feels insatiable with the want coursing through him, pinned between the two hot bodies of his lovers, letting them use him for their own pleasure.

It's almost no surprise that Aether comes first, grip tightening in his hair as he cries out, a litany of swears falling from his lips as he fucks into Dew's mouth several times, thighs shaking, the muscles bunching under Dew's fingers, it's only when Aether's pulling him off, does Dew actually make a sound.

It's a pathetic sort of thing, his mouth empty now, his tongue hanging out as if waiting for more and Aether has to shush him, guide him closer so he can mouth at Aether's inner thighs, always eager for a little bit of overstimulation as long as Dew doesn't get too close.

The taste of Aether's sweat and slick appeases him and he sinks into it as he sucks bruises into his skin, knowing it'll be too much and Aether'll probably not let him around his thighs for a few days after, always so sensitive when Dew gets his teeth on them.

Copia makes a sort of punched out sound behind them, hips flush against Dew's ass now as he grinds against him—it sends shivers down Dew's spine and he clenches around the cock, swearing loudly when Copia's hand wraps around his cock all of a sudden, thumb pressing firm against the ridge along the underside of it.

"Come for us," Aether murmurs, his voice sounds fucked out and low, raspy in a way that reminds Dew of the aftermath of a good blowjob, when Aether easily takes him and keeps him in his throat, swallowing around him until he comes.

Between the constant pressure of Copia against his prostate and the thought of Aether's mouth, he's a goner, teeth digging almost viciously into Aether's inner thigh as he comes with a growl, fucking himself between Copia's hand and cock until he feels the tell-tale signs of oversensitivity and he tries to pull away from it all.

Copia pulls out almost immediately, his hand falling from around Dew's cock, giving him space to come down peacefully—though Dew doesn't flop onto the bed like he expects, instead, he pushes himself up and sits back on his knees, already starting to soften.

He glances downwards, where Copia's cock, shiny with lube, sways teasingly from the o-ring on the harness, "You need a hand?" he asks, ignoring how his own voice sounds as he knee walks into Copia's space.

A smile, small and genuine crinkles the corners of his eyes as he stares into Dew's, "I won't say no," he murmurs, cupping Dew's cheek and pulling him into a proper kiss—the first of the night, eagerly licking the taste of Aether from his tongue.

Dew hums into it, lets him deepen the kiss for a bit before he hooks his fingers into the straps on Copia's harness and tugs on them, making him lose balance and fall onto his back with a soft oof.

"Pretty thing," Dew murmurs, nudging Copia's legs open enough so he can settle in between them, wrapping his fist around the base of Copia's cock, "So good to me," he continues, though he's looking at the skin tone colored silicone in his fist, pressing the base of it downwards against Copia's cock, nestled under that.

"Oh!" Copia gasps, hands fisting in the blankets as he watches Dew lean downwards, wrap his lips around the head of it—it tastes of lube, of Dew himself and he almost thinks he could get hard again, just from this. From his own fixation with having things in his mouth.

But that's a thought for later.

Copia tangles fingers in his hair, pulls a little too hard, too eager when Dew hollows his cheeks and sucks hard while keeping up the continuous pressure, circling the base of the cock just over Copia's own.

Behind them, Aether's got a hand between his legs, breathing heavy and labored as he jerks his own cock between a few fingers, feeling his second orgasm on the fringes of his consciousness and as he looks across the bed at them, with Dew's mouth stretched so pretty around the head of Copia's cock, he pushes out tendrils of magic towards them, of sentience, of feeling.

A sort of satisfied look takes over his face when he hears Copia gasp, hears him swear and thrash under Dew's ministrations, the unexpected feeling of gaining sensation so suddenly too much for the man as he comes with Dew's name on his tongue.

Dew seems to catch on, hums happily around Copia's cock and hollows his cheeks, sucking at him until Copia's pushing at his head, chanting no, no, no over and over, his hand cupping the dildo protectively.

Aether's nearly there, half out of his mind when Dew sinks in between his legs again, nudging Aether's hand away and sinking his mouth back down over the heft of Aether's cock, easily pulling him into another orgasm.

Dew makes a petulant noise when Aether finally pushes him away, and goes to say something but Aether just pulls him into a kiss, just until Copia's made his way over to the two of them, now harnessless, collapsing half on Aether's chest.

Aether laughs a little as he pulls back from the kiss, turning his head and nuzzle Copia's temple, "Did'ja like my magic trick?" he mumbles, a hint of deviousness in his voice.

Copia makes a strangled sort of sound, throws an arm over both Aether and Dew, "If I say yes, will you do it again when I'm actually fucking him?" he asks, half sleepy.

Dew makes an eager sort of noise, his cock giving a valiant effort to get hard again and Aether laughs, fond and happy.

[ghoulangerlee]

so take me in turns internally; E

AetherxDewxCopia

Summary:

Copia and Dew are leaving to go on tour soon. They spend their last night with Aether. And while the whole pack will, of course, miss Aether (and Sunshine, who was also staying behind this time), he’d wanted a night with his mate and his Papa, to properly see them off, one last night for the next many months that they’re away. (Aether already has plans to sneak away midway through the tour to come see a few of the shows, once things at the ministry settle down a bit, but that’s not until later in the summer, and with it only being spring now, time will surely drag on and on and on.) 

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[ghoulangerlee]

oh god as the person with an ongoing copiaetherdew fanfic series I feel like this shirt was made specifically for me ???????

like what do you mean there's a shirt with Copia feeling up his ghoulfriend while his other ghoulfriend creeps from behind