#terzo ghost

[breanna777]

TW: FLASHING LIGHTS!!!

His eyes, how he grabs the mic, how he holds that one note, SO AGGRESSIVE 😻

By the way, I don’t know whose video this belongs too, so if you know, please let me know so I can credit them!! 💜

Credits: jontebus on YouTube!!

[namelessdumbass]

Have you ever noticed just how different Terzo looked?

Wrong mask aside, Tobias truly experimented with Terzito's looks:

June 2015

2015 photoshoots. Copia may have lots of suits, but babygirl was more creative with her paint and served cunt 💅

N E C K

Also 2015

2016. He looks angry

(Yeah, i would also be angry and sad after seeing Omega leave)

2017, Popestar tour and his babygirl/princess era. Longer hair and relaxed face 😌

Aaaaand bonus: BLACK MITRE🔥

Wanna sue Tobias for not using this one

[snail-shell2335]

experimented with a new brush 😄

[irlplasticlamb]

we’re standing here by the abyss and the world is in flames.

prints available here

[ominouscrypt]

terzo

believe it or not - he genuinely looks like secondo to me. must be the lighting (or genetics)

✨texture✨

[x---nameless---x]

Terzo on his knees 🛐

[itzsoyekhun]

Terzo sketch because why not 🪿🩷

[mrratcardici]

Cardinal Terzo for the wonderful @grim-kazoo-player I'm still waiting for the continuation of the Male rat and your other beautiful fiks!

[whatawonderfulexistence--blog]

Kinktober Day 2: Body Worship (Terzo x GN! Reader SMUT)

Welcome to Day 2 of Kinktober everyone! This was a request from the lovely @sodomiser thank you so much!! 🖤🖤

WARNINGS: Body Worship, GN! AFAB! Reader, fingering, face sitting, fingering in front of a mirror, biting, praise, body image issues, I think that's everything let me know if I missed any!

My Masterlist! ~ A03 Link!

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You sighed as you looked at yourself in the mirror, the outfit you had planned to wear to dinner not fitting you the way you wanted it to. Today was supposed to be yours and Terzo's anniversary dinner, but the longer you stared at your reflection the less excited you got. You let out a frustrated groan, turning away from the mirror when you felt tears pricking at your eyes. "Amore, I'm home. I just need to change and I'll be all set for… honey?" Terzo's voice softens immensely at the sight of you. "What's wrong tesoro?" He pulls you into his arms.

"My stupid clothes don't fit the same anymore and now I don't have anything to wear to dinner." You roll your eyes, realizing how ridiculous you sounded.

"Cara mia, you look phenomenal, what do you mean?" Terzo holds your arms out to the side, allowing his gaze to travel over your whole body. You blush, looking away from him in embarrassment. "All I can think of when I see you in this outfit is how good it's going to feel later when I get to rip it off you." He purrs. You catch sight of yourself in the mirror again.

"I don't think I really feel up for dinner tonight, my love, I'm sorry." You state solemnly. Terzo sighs, giving you a patient, comforting smile.

"That's okay tesoro, why don't we have a nice romantic evening at home so your Papa can take care of you?" He asks you softly. You nod. He stands behind you, hands running over your curves. "You know I think you're the most divine creature in the world, sí?" You shudder softly as he gently massages your breasts.

"Yes, Papa." You moan softly.

"Then why are you so harsh on yourself, Cara mia?" He meticulously removes your clothes, placing featherlike kisses to your skin the moment it's exposed to him. His strong hands roam your torso, gently caressing every curve and angle of your body. "You are a treasure, every single inch of you is perfection; body, mind, and soul." He massages your thighs, watching with delight as he notices your rigidness melt away at his loving touch. Your legs part on their own, allowing Terzo to ease his way into pleasuring you. He gently spreads open your folds with his skilled fingers, groaning at the sight of you shivering into his touch. He presses his lips just below your ear. "I want you to feel beautiful, cara mia." You stood exposed before the full length mirror, catching your lover's mismatched gaze in its reflection. You lean into him, your back pressing into the warmth of his chest. His fingers grazed over the soft skin of your stomach, the stretch marks that covered your thighs, every act of affection punctuated with an affirmation about how perfect you were. He squeezes your face in his hand, keeping your eyes locked on the image of your fully bared form. "You are absolute perfection, Tesoro." You mewl at the feeling of his lips trailing kisses down your neck. "I'm so lucky that you're all mine." He groans, the feeling of his hardened member pressing into the curve of your ass.He eased your legs apart, teasing his fingers at your entrance. "How are you feeling, tesoro?" He asks you softly. You try to lower your hips onto his fingers but he always moves them just out of reach.

"Papa, please, I want to feel you." You whined. Terzo smirks, allowing you to lower onto his fingers. You grind your hips with a broken moan. Terzo practically purrs at the sight of you already starting to lose yourself to him.

"You look so pretty using my fingers cara mia." He groans, using his free hand to palm himself through his pants. Your curse under your breath as his teeth graze over your neck. He curls his fingers, causing you to cry out as he hits that spongy part deep inside you that had you seeing stars. He takes you by the wrist, guiding your hand to the tent in his pants. “Do you see what you do to me tesoro? How worked up your Papa gets knowing that you belong to him, hm?” You whine as you rub your hand over his bulge, the feeling alone enough to have you wishing he was already inside you.

"Papa." You moan. You almost didn't recognize your own reflection that stared back at you. Your cheeks flushed with arousal as your jaw fell slack in a silent scream, the light sheen of sweat coating your skin made you glow in the room's soft lighting.

You whimper as he pulls his fingers from you, your cunt clenching around nothing at the sudden emptiness. His hands knead your hips, Terzo reveled at the way your soft flesh squished between his fingers. His hand slips into yours, gently tugging you as a signal to follow him. Terzo pulls you to him as he walks, capturing your lips in a kiss that knocks all of the air from your lungs. He guides you to your shared bedroom, instructing you to lay back on the bed. The cool, purple satin of his sheets caused you to let out a soft sigh as it met your warm, worked up body. Terzo sits at the edge of the bed for a moment, tracing a finger along your jawline. You take his hand, bringing the back of it to your lips with a soft smile, his reassurance already helping you feel the smallest bit better.

"There's that gorgeous smile." He remarks with a grin of his own, his thumb brushing over your bottom lip. He leans down, kissing you tenderly. You can't help but giggle against his lips, his fingers ghosting over your skin tickling you slightly. "You look absolutely ethereal, cara." You found yourself growing flustered under his gaze. You and Terzo had been together for years, but even after all this time he always managed to fill you with the nervous excitement you experienced at the beginning of your relationship.

"I'm sorry about dinner-" he cuts you off with a quiet shush.

"There will be other fancy dinners, tesoro, other anniversaries that will come and go with time, sí?" He cards his fingers through your hair. "I want tonight to be about you. I want you to be so enthralled by your own pleasure that you'll simply have to see how beautiful you are in my eyes." He situates himself in between your legs, biting and sucking dark marks along your chest. You gasp as he grinds into you, his lips trailing along your jawline. “Such a pretty little thing you are, cara.” He chuckles at your aroused state. You tangle your fingers in his hair, pulling his mouth down to meet yours.He flipped over onto the mattress, rolling you on top of him.

“Terzo.” You giggle as he nips at your neck. You kiss the tip of his nose. “What does my pretty boy want?” You pull your bottom lip between your teeth, eyeing him seductively.

“I want you to sit on my face tesoro.” He smirks at you with confidence. He knew, despite the fact you were the one in charge at the moment, being so direct would get you flustered.

“I don’t think you want it badly enough.” You tease, squealing as he grabs needily at your hips. He wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you against him with a growl.

“I would revoke my devotion to Satan if it were my only way to taste you.” He grabs your thighs hungrily, hoisting you further up his body. “Please amore mio, bathe me in your arousal.” He begs, beckoning you closer. You feel the sharp crescents of his nails digging into your ass, his mouth hot as it meets your soaked cunt. You scream Terzo’s name, he lets out an obscene groan as he finally gets a taste of you on his tongue. You lace your fingers into his inky black strands, moving his tongue to exactly where you needed it. Your thighs trembled on either side of his head. Terzo ate you out like you were his last meal, a mixture of your arousal and his spit dripped down his chin. His hands kneaded at every inch of your body he could reach, worshiping the flesh in his hands. The coil in your core wound tighter with every swirl of his tongue around your clit. You grind yourself against his tongue, desperately chasing your release. You sob as your climax finally snaps through you. Terzo wrapped his arms around your thighs, holding you in place so he could continue to eat you out through your climax. Tears of pleasure fell from your eyes, your whole body quivering as you struggled to stop yourself from collapsing into the pillows. Terzo helps ease you off him, nestling you into the plush bedding below.

“How cute, you already look so tired, amore.” Terzo chuckles as he caresses your cheek. “Don’t think I’m finished with you just yet.”

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[bupia]

bael hello

13 on smuts with Terzo…

FACE SITTING

"Makes me want to wreck you."

There's a smut under the cut, +18 only, please.

(AFAB!Reader: oral sex; dirty talk; Terzo is very sweet and romantic)

Available on AO3

Day 12 | Day 14

"So, what do you think?" Terzo inquired, a mischievous grin gracing his lips.

You hesitated, feeling a surge of uncertainty. "I... I'm not entirely certain," you admitted, your voice laced with insecurity.

"Why the hesitation, amore?" Terzo's brow furrowed. "It was a simple request, just sit on my face."

You gazed at him and closed your eyes. "I... I can't do it."

"Why not? Don't you want to make your Papa happy?" Terzo's tone held a hint of offense.

"No, it's not that," you sighed, resting your hands on his chest. "I want to make you happy, Papa. It's just... what if I..."

"What if you?"

"What if I accidentally break you?" you wondered, meeting Terzo's gaze.

Suddenly, his expression transformed, and he burst into hearty laughter, covering his face with his hands.

"Terzo, please stop!" you protested, ready to rise from the bed.

"Amore, amore, I apologize deeply," he said, still chuckling, as he sat on the bed and reached for your lower back, pulling you close.

You nodded, offering him a small smile. Terzo leaned in, gently pressing a quick, tender kiss to your lips. He gazed into your eyes and then shifted his attention to your mouth, showering you with a series of kisses. The affectionate onslaught continued as he planted sweet kisses all over your face, causing you to break into a fit of giggles.

Terzo reclined on the bed, resting his hands on your thighs, his thumb tracing delicate patterns. Your own hands remained on his chest, and you began a slow exploration, trailing your fingertips downward, savoring the sensation of his warm skin, the contours, and the shared heat between you.

"You won't break me," he reassured you in a gentle tone. "And even if you did, that would be an honor."

You sighed, lowering your head, avoiding his gaze. His hands shifted from your thighs to your hips, and he pulled you closer, making you sit on his chest.

"Come on," he urged, squeezing your hips. "Don't act like that, let me do it, I'm trying to be romantic and more... passionate today."

You lowered your body, planting a gentle kiss on his forehead before resting your head beside his. Your eyes met, and you both shared a smile. Although uncertainty still lingered, you contemplated whether or not to go through with it. Terzo desired it, and you found yourself wanting it too. You lifted your body slightly, positioning yourself, yet the fear of sitting on his held you back.

"Take your sit, amore mio," he whispered looking hungrily at between your your legs.

Your heart began to beating rapidly as you slowly lowered your body onto him. The warmth of his breath caressed your skin causing you to shiver. Terzo wrapped your arms around your waist pushing you down onto his face, you gasped and the vibrations of him giggling tickled your wetness. You looked down seeing his eyes looking straight at you, then suddenly you felt his tongue sliding across your flesh. You threw your head back letting a soft moan escape your lips.

You shivered in pleasure as you felt his tongue delved deeper inside you. His tongue lapped on your juices, causing you to moan in pleasure. He withdrew his arms from around you, reaching up for your ass, pulling you closer. He closed his eyes, savoring the moment as his tongue slid up and down your slit.

"Mmm... Papa... Ah..! Papa... T-That feels good... Very good..." you moaned softly, your tone a little breathless from the pleasure that was already built inside you.

The tip of his tongue reached for your clit, flicking it, causing you to shudder. His tongue slid deep into your wetness, sending waves of pleasure through your body. His tongue was so warm, it felt like it was touching every inch of your core. Your hands went to the headboard of the bed, and Terzo wrapped his arms around your thighs, keeping you in place.

"Oh, that's... yes... Papa! Fu-Fuck!" you rolled your eyes to the back of your head in pleasure, biting your lower lip. "Yes, just like that, that's so good... yes!"

The sensation of his tongue sliding up and down your slit made you feel even more aroused. You began to grind against his face, moaning a little more louder. Your hips were moving back and forth, grinding your clit on his nose. His tongue lapped at your juices, darting inside of you. Once again, you felt the tip of his tongue on your swollen clit, teasing it, making you ache for more. You began rocking your hips faster, feeling the pleasure building within you.

You closed your eyes enjoying the sensations, throwing your head back. Terzo reached for your clit with his mouth, sucking it into his mouth. You opened your eyes, looking down, watching him lick at your wetness, loving the sight of him enjoying you. Your breath became heavier, your heart beating faster. You grabbed onto Terzo's hair, pulling him closer. He moaned against your core sending waves of vibrations from your core to your body.

"Oh... Oh... Papa! Mmmm...." you purred, pulling his hair slightly. "Your mouth is... so... good..."

Terzo pulled away from his core, looking at you with a smirk. "My mouth is good, sì? Wait until you have my cock inside of that delicious pussy of yours."

"Oh! Pap-Ah!" you whimpered as you heard his words.

Terzo went back with his mouth to your core, lapping his tongue hungrily. Your eyes widened and a loud moan escaped your mouth. Your hips were rocking back and forth, grinding your clit against his mouth. He was devouring your juices and you were crying out loudly.

"No! Yes! Papa! Fu- Oh! I... I'm going... If you keep going like this... I- Ah!"

He lowered his mouth going with his tongue to your entrance, inserting it inside you. You arched your back, pressing your core harder against his mouth. He started to thrust his tongue inside you, licking your walls. You clenched around his tongue, squeezing it tightly. You were moving your hips, making small circles. You raised your hips, grinding your clit against his nose, your hands gripping his hair and the bed's headboard.

"Papa...! Papa...! Pap-Ah!" you screamed out, feeling your body tensing up.

You slammed your hips against his face, grinding your clit hard against his nose. Your body shook, your legs trembled as he continued to eat you out, drinking your juices. You screamed as you came hard on his mouth, riding his face. Your body convulsed, your juices flowing from you. He didn't stop eating you out. He continued lapping at your juices, drinking it.

You collapsed on your back on top of him, breathing heavily. You rested your head on his thigh, basking in the afterglow of your orgasm. You slowly sat up on his hips, looking at him. His hands went to your hips, gently caressing them. You giggled as you saw his face glistening, and his paint smudged around his lips.

"See, amore?" Terzo began, "I told you that you wouldn't break me."

He sat on the bed, holding you on top of him. He lowered your body on the bed, laying you down, staying on top of you.

"But I unfortunately have bad news," Terzo whispered. "Sì, sì, terrible news."

"What? What's wrong, Papa?" you asked concerned.

"I'm afraid that I'm the one who will break you," he said, grinning devilish. "Because the way you rode my face and moaned for me, only made me want to wreck you."

You bit your lip as you saw the lust in his eyes. Terzo leaned in, kissing you deeply. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. You kissed him passionately, your tongues dancing with each other, with your bodies entwined and your hands caressing each other's skin.

[breanna777]

So photogenic

[namelessdumbass]

why is he like this?

[profanepurity]

Revelation 8:10–11

10 The third angel sounded his trumpet, and a great star, blazing like a torch, fell from the sky on a third of the rivers and on the springs of water—11 the name of the star is Wormwood. A third of the waters turned bitter, and many people died from the waters that had become bitter.

Terzo was growing restless living in his older brothers’ shadows. He had been appointed a cardinal under Primo at the beginning of his papacy and had served as one through out it. Now only a few years into Papa Secondo’s papacy, Terzo declared he wanted to wear his Papa paint early. This was allowed by Papa, as it was part of his brother’s birthright, but the higher clergy wanted the cardinal to earn it by summoning a new ghoul. Since Terzo is a bad bitch with no concept of his own mortality, he agreed to the challenge.

Let’s just say Mist made Terzo work for it and gave the rest of the family a heart attack.

Mist loves her silly little kazoo guy now though.

[irlplasticlamb]

and you are here to stay and burn with me.

prints + merch + commission info

[kiselwp]

Have I posted this sketch before? Idk

Me

[ghoulette-knell]

Touch Starved

Omega x Terzo

🔞 MDNI 🔞

Word Count: 2,158

TW: Rough Dom!Omega; Sub!Terzo; anal penetration; flirting to make another jealous; mild bondage; oral; handjob.

Terzo knew the exact way to make the fans scream with glee. That was flirting with his Nameless Ghouls. It always got the crowd going, and although his main target with this flirting was always Omega, today would be different. Ifrit, one of Terzo's other guitarists, would be receiving his teases and taunts tonight.

Terzo considered this payback as well as a punishment towards Omega. The Ghoul had been distant lately, not even willing to hang out with his Papa. Terzo suspected his little Ghoul might've been seeing someone else in the ministry, so two could play that game.

Papa Emeritus III galloped around the stage as Mummy Dust played; the crowd going wild as Zephyr grabbed his keytar, preparing for his iconic solo.

As Zephyr took the stage, Terzo took his opportunity to skip over to Ifrit; his eyes hungry for Omega's reaction.

He could feel Omega's eyes burning holes in the back of his head as he laid his hands softly into Ifrit's chest. The fire Ghoul gasped, not anticipating such a move from his Papa, but he wasn't upset with this. Underneath his mask, the Ghoul was smirking,

"What's this about, eh?" Ifrit yelled over the loud keytar solo, "What will Omega think?"

"Fuck Omega," Terzo growled while cupping Ifrit's face in his gloved hand, "That asshole doesn't even give me head anymore. I'm a busy man, and I can't wait around for him if he's not interested anymore."

Ifrit purred a bit and nodded, "I can surely help you out with that anytime, Papa. All you need to do is ask."

Terzo growled a little bit, the noise echoing through his chest. He loved it when his Ghouls referred to him as Papa. He was their Papa,

"Good boy," he whispered while patting Ifrit's cheek one more time, winking at the Ghoul.

Ifrit licked his lips, his smirk devious. He watched hungrily as Terzo skipped away to attend to the fans; his tail swishing around in anticipation.

As Zephyr raced back to his area in the back with the other air Ghouls, Terzo couldn't help but turn to face Omega. The Ghoul was staring at Terzo in disbelief. Even his mannerisms were off.

Usually Omega was wild on stage, always jumping around and showing his eager crowd how amazing he was. Now, he just stood still; glaring at Terzo.

The band quickly wrapped up the rest of the ritual as planned; Papa blowing kisses into the crowd as Pebble threw his drum sticks towards the screaming fans.

Before Terzo was even finished saying goodbye to everyone, he felt a hand wrap around the collar of his jacket; pulling him towards backstage.

He gasped, trying to catch his step as he was ruthlessly dragged away; the crowd erupting in laughter. They could see it was Omega dragging Papa backstage,

"Let go of me!" he growled once the two of them were backstage. He noticed it was Omega, and his anger melted away into amusement, "Ah, my sweet Ghoul. How did you enjoy the show?"

"What the hell was that?" Omega growled while pointing his finger right in Papa's face, "Do you want Ifrit to fuck you or something? Screw you, Terzo. You're such an asshole."

Terzo couldn't help but laugh as he led Omega towards the exit of the venue. Terzo was tired and wanted to take this back to his hotel room, which was strikingly-close to the venue, "At least Ifrit is willing to fuck me. You haven't paid attention to me in weeks."

All of the Ghouls decided to walk back together, and no one said a word about anything as Omega and Terzo fought back and forth. They could tell Omega was pissed, and Terzo would just fuel that flame.

Terzo told everyone goodnight as he got into the elevator. Although all of the Ghouls' bedrooms were beside one another, and Terzo's was down the hall, Omega opted to leave his fellow Ghouls to get an explanation from Terzo. Now that they were alone, Omega really lashed out,

"You have some nerve, Terzo," the Ghoul growled as Terzo unlocked his hotel room; walking inside, "Flirting with Ifrit? Really?"

"That's the only way to get your attention these days," the man rebutted while glaring at Omega, "What have you been doing these last few weeks instead of letting me fuck you? I'm sure nothing important."

Omega, once the door had shut, grabbed Terzo by the neck of his jacket and slammed his lips hungrily into Terzo's. The man groaned in pleasure, letting Omega take the lead without hesitation,

"Yes, Omega," Terzo growled while grinding his clothed bottom half across Omega's thigh hungrily, "Show me how much my antics with Ifrit has angered you. Punish me~"

"Just shut up," Omega growled against Terzo's lips; forcing the man down to his knees, "And don't think I didn't hear about what you said to Ifrit. About how I won't even suck your cock? Well, now you're gonna suck mine and I'll tell everyone the ministry how you were begging for it."

Terzo's eyes sparkled excitedly as he watched Omega fumble with his belt buckle as he spoke; his words full of anger, "Don't threaten me with a good time, little Ghoul."

Omega growled, removing his belt as soon as Terzo said that last sentence. Then, he got an idea. He looped around behind Terzo and grabbed his wrists; binding them together with his belt. Terzo's heart began to hammer in his chest. His mouth was watering.

"Because of how bad you've been, I won't even let you touch yourself while I have my way with you," the fire Ghoul spat while removing his dick from his boxers, pumping it a few times in front of Terzo's smirking lips.

"Now that's just mean," Terzo pouted; his mouth opening slightly to allow Omega to slip his dick inside.

That just caused the Ghoul to laugh,

"Aw, it's kind of cute how much you want my dick right now," he said while slapping it against Terzo's lips, "Alright, baby. I'll give it to you."

Terzo's tongue rolled out as Omega inserted his dick into the eager Papa's mouth. Terzo wanted nothing more than to touch himself while Omega had his way with his mouth, but the belt forbid this. Terzo groaned in annoyance over this; the vibrations running up Omega's dick.

"Lucifer... you feel so good with your mouth wrapped around my dick like this. Such a good boy," Omega groaned, his eyes slamming shut from the pleasure.

The Ghoul entangled his fingers through Terzo's neat hair; affectively ruining its perfect nature with his tugging and pulling.

Omega began thrusting in Terzo's mouth, using his Papa's hair as leverage to get a deeper thrust. Terzo's eyes had rolled back into his head as Omega had his way with him; his throat making unearthly squelching noises with every thrust.

"You're so good for me, Papa," Omega groaned while slowly his thrusts down to the point of clogging up Terzo's whole throat; restricting his breathing for a few seconds, "You better not think about Ifrit again. You're mine, you hear? Mine."

Terzo began to cough and sputter around Omega's cock. The Ghoul would occasionally remove his dick to make sure Terzo wouldn't pass out from lack of oxygen; a cocky smirk on his face every time Terzo gasped for air.

Then, during his final thrust, Omega groaned with an animalistic nature; burying his dick down in Terzo's throat. Ropes of thick seed immediately filled Terzo's mouth and trailed down to his stomach.

Omega removed his dick and smirked down in satisfaction as Terzo started coughing. There was still a line of saliva connecting Omega to Terzo, from dick to lips.

Terzo had a devious look on his face as some of Omega's cum dribbled down his lips, "Come clean me up, Ghoul."

His voice was hoarse from the rough throat fucking he had endured. The gravelly nature of his voice turned Omega on even more.

The Ghoul got down on his knees in front of Terzo and kissed him lovingly; his tongue occasionally trailing along Terzo's lips to clean up any of his mess that he may have left behind.

Then, Omega made it abundantly clear that he wasn't finished yet. He grabbed Papa by the belt that held his hands bound, pushing his face down onto the dirty hotel carpet below. With no hands, Terzo wasn't able to steady himself or regain balance. He was stuck like that; head down, ass up.

This dominance that Omega was showing turned Terzo on. He could feel his own dick pulsating from underneath his pants.

Without a single word, Omega took care of that pesky clothing that protected Terzo from the Ghoul. He grinned, noticing how hard Terzo was for him,

"You want me so badly, don't you, Papa?" he asked, emphasizing the word 'Papa' as he grabbed the man's dick; pumping it a few times in his hand, "I wanna hear you say it."

There was a growing sense of ecstasy growing in Terzo's abdomen; one that could only be cured by Omega's huge, throbbing cock, "Yes, Omega," Terzo whispered, his voice still horse from his throat fucking, "I need you now! Ifrit means nothing to me! Take what's yours!"

Omega, under normal circumstances, would've kept Terzo begging for his cock for hours, but his own instincts were fighting against him. His dick had already been lubed up thanks to Terzo's saliva, so entering his Papa wouldn't be too difficult.

"Just because you're our Papa doesn't mean you have free reign to us," Omega growled while probing Terzo's hole with the tip of his dick, "You don't just get to flirt with anyone, Terzo. You're mine and mine alone."

"Omega," Terzo growled, inching his ass back in a desperate attempt to force Omega's cock into him, "I get it. Lucifer... just fuck me!" he croaked out; his gloved fingers flexing in an attempt to untie himself.

"Good boy," Omega purred, pressing a kiss to Terzo's forehead before completely shoving his cock into Terzo's hole.

The pope screamed in pleasure as his demands were finally answered. Omega had his Papa wrapped around his little finger; the older man mewling like a kitten due to the pleasure Omega was giving to him.

Omega, with his left hand, grabbed Terzo's bound hands, and with his right, entangled his fingers into the man's hair. He pulled with every thrust, causing Terzo to grow overstimulated. The Satanic Pope was moaning and groaning with every thrust.

Omega gave all he could give in these precious moments with Terzo. His dick felt like a hot piston as it desecrated Terzo's asshole. Every thrust sent stars across Terzo's vision; drool beginning to trickle from his lips,

"F-F-Fuck," Terzo groaned; his hips moving in unison with the Ghoul's in hopes of maximizing pleasure, "Y-Yes!"

Omega bit into Terzo's shoulder as continued to deepen his thrusts. The Ghoul finally reached Terzo's prostate. That was enough to get an animalistic howl from Omega's mate; cum shooting from Terzo's exposed cock, which signified his orgasm.

White ropes of seed coated the dirty carpet below.

"Yes, cum for me," Omega growled low while quickening his pace. He was almost there himself, his Papa's orgasm pushing him ever so closer.

Using all of his strength, Omega continued to pile drive Terzo's asshole; the Papa laying tiredly on his face, subtle moans leaving his cum-covered lips.

Then, it happened.

Growling, Omega's pace began to grow sloppier and sloppier, "Fuck," he groaned, using both his hands to grab at Terzo's hips; burying himself balls-deep in his mate.

He filled Terzo's ass with bucket loads of cum. Stars overtook Omega's vision as he reached his peak; a real threat of passing out becoming reality. The pleasure was simply too much.

Both of the men breathed deeply and rapidly as they came down from their high. The Ghoul slowly removed his dick from Terzo's hole, a smirk on his face,

"So, what are we not doing to do anymore?" he asked his submissive partner, a hint of amusement laced in his words. He playfully pinched Terzo's blushing cheek.

Terzo looked back at Omega and blinked; the look of desire still in his eyes, "Look, if flirting with Ifrit will entice you to fuck me like that again, I might start doing it more."

The Ghoul chuckled and grabbed Papa's face, causing their lips to touch briefly, "I'll fuck you like this anytime, baby. Just don't flirt with Ifrit. You're mine.

Mine."