A little something sweet and dirty that @staaamps and I came up with.
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The shoot had ended hours ago. Rain had innocently joined everyone for dinner, the rest of them peppering him with questions.
Was it cold? Yes.
I didn't know you could skate. Since when? Since I was practically a kit. I've always loved it.
And then Phantom piped up from across the table.
"Did they let you keep the jersey?!"
The Water Ghoul flushed at that. "You know we're not really allowed to keep costumes, Bug."
The rhythm guitarist's ears drooped a little. "Aw man. I really wanted to see you in it in person."
The conversation continued and Rain caught Phantom's eye across the table, secretly winking at the Quint. But that wouldn't be their own little secret for long.
Rain paced in his room, his tail flicking idly behind him. He'd been typing and erasing the same message for the past five minutes. He finally found the right words and uploaded the cheeky image he had taken in his bathroom almost immediately after he had gotten back to the hotel.
-Group Chat-
Pretty Fishy: Does anyone want to come enjoy me in just this?
The corresponding image was a salacious photo over his shoulder in the bathroom mirror, glancing into the reflective surface with a pair of sea-blue bedroom eyes, the jersey falling off of one shoulder, its hem struggling to cover his plump ass with a blatant sheen of slick excitement coating his inner thighs.
The response was almost immediate.
Bug-ula: I do! Oof! <3
Firestarter: Not if I get to him first!
Bug-ula: You're on!
Firestarter: Already left. :P
Plant Daddy: Don't get too excited you two. @Storm: You in?
CloudyDaze: Guess I'll go along for the fun. What could go wrong?
Plant Daddy: Lol. With these two, plenty.
Rain heard a hard knock at his door and found an ember-eyed Dewdrop and a panting Phantom, with Mountain and a blushing Storm standing in their wake.
"I called first dibs," Dewdrop announced, stepping over the threshold.
"Like Hell you did," Phantom shot back, shoving his way through the door too. "Which of us is going first, Rainy?" Phantom put on his best puppy dog eyes, but the Water Ghoul confidently pointed at Dewdrop, who gloated in Phantom's face.
"Told you. I'm the best. Right, fish-stick?" Rain swatted the Fire Ghoul with his tail but acquiesced as he crawled up onto the bed, the guitarist following after. Dew undressed like it was a competition as Storm and Mountain sat on the cramped loveseat, with Phantom plonking himself morosely down on the floor at their feet.
"I really wanted to play with Rain in the jersey," he whispered as if they were in some kind of lewd library.
"You'll get your turn, starlight," Mountain whispered, scratching the Quintessence Ghoul between the horns. Phantom's tail flicked contentedly-enough against the floor.
The two Ghouls had already gotten started as Dewdrop crooked one of the bassist's legs over his forearm, rubbing his already-hard cock between the Water Ghoul's slippery cheeks. The Fire Ghoul's fangs scraped teasingly against the bassist's twitching legs, sucking a dark love bite against Rain's bite-able inner thighs before getting down to business.
Rain whimpered as Dew pressed himself forward, slowly breaching those slick walls just like he knew would make the Water Ghoul's breath hitch. The guitarist rucked up the jersey to find Rain's shaft already hard and leaking against the smooth valley of his hip.
"You ready for me, baby?"
Rain nodded breathlessly, gritting his teeth as Dew eased further forward, bottoming out inside of him in one smooth shove. The moan that filled the room was absolutely sinful. Dew's smile was all teeth, proud to have gotten to be the first one to bed their pretty little water lily. He hated sloppy seconds. The guitarist prided himself on his bedroom prowess, and Rain always loved it.
"I can just slide right in," Dew hissed lasciviously. "You're so wet, Rainy." The Fire Ghoul's words were teasing and enticing as Rain shuddered beneath him.
"Ngh, Dew-!" the bassist's voice was already jagged with arousal as the Fire Ghoul started a punishing rhythm, driving his hips hard against Rain's plump backside.
Mountain snuck a glance down at Phantom, whose eyes were huge with jealous lust. The Earth Ghoul checked in on Storm too, the sweet greenhorn Air Ghoul was just shyly staring at his hands and trying not to die of secondhand embarrassment. The drummer put one large hand over Storm's clasped ones and the keyboardist jumped.
"You doing okay?" Mountain whispered. "You don't have to stay… if you're uncomfortable." They both watched as Dewdrop grunted, claws digging into Rain's supple thighs. Storm tore his gaze away and looked at Mountain, keeping his voice low as if they were interrupting some kind of raunchy performance-art.
"No, I'm okay. Just… trying to acclimate into the pack, you know?"
"Well, let me know if there's anything I can do to help," Mountain reassured him. The drummer felt Storm stiffen self-consciously as Rain moaned again. The Earth Ghoul could see the bassist's legs shaking as Dewdrop worked his magic. Mountain knew that with their elements as in tune as they were—Dew having been a Water Ghoul in the not too-distant past—Rain could never last long underneath him, not that he ever wanted to.
Rain's—and any Water Ghoul's, really—love of sex and pleasure in general made him a joy to have in bed: he was always so wet and needy and loud. So Mountain considered it a treat when he got to watch the two of them coupling. He'd relish his turn with the bassist too, but for now, he was definitely enjoying the show.
"Mmm-! Oh, Dew! Right there, fuck!" The Water Ghoul was clutching the sheets under his webbed fingers, arching off of the bed like a magic trick, his tail curled and flicking against the guitarist's thigh.
"Did I find your sweet spot, baby?" The guitarist could never pass up an opportunity for dirty talk when he had such a beautiful siren beneath him. Dew canted his hips forward again, flexing his muscles to jolt his cock inside the gorgeously lithe bassist. Rain groaned like a bitch in heat, his own muscles fluttering around the Fire Ghoul's rigid hardness; wanting to keep Dew buried inside for as long as possible.
"Nngh! Mmm-! Ohhh-! Fuckfuckfuck! So gooood!"
Mountain hoped that they wouldn't get any noise complaints. The smell of sex permeated the room and the drummer smiled to himself as he caught sight of Phantom's tail wagging enthusiastically against his foot. The little Bug was so ready for his turn.
Dew smirked, rising up onto his knees and plowing harder into the bassist as Rain keened, opening his damp, heavy-lidded eyes to stare longingly into the guitarist's flinty ones.
"Gonna make me come, Dewy," Rain slurred, sex-drunk already. He could never resist that too-warm piece of flesh between the guitarist's skinny thighs.
"Yeah?" The Fire Ghoul released one of Rain's legs, wrapping his fingers around the Water Ghoul's dripping shaft. He stroked in time with his jack-rabbiting thrusts, groaning every time he sank in up to the hilt. Rain's eyes fluttered, rolling back as his hips rose to meet Dew's frantic movements. His tail was shivering, tightening around the Fire Ghoul's leg with every roll of the guitarist's hips.
The two of them didn't even seem to notice their audience as Rain's high, breathy moans filled the air, gasping and shuddering as Dew pulsed inside of him with a filthy groan; pumping his spend into the Water Ghoul's slick, tight channel.
"That's it! Take it, you slut!" the Fire Ghoul growled, claws pricking Rain's shapely thighs.
"Ohhh! Dew! Please! Please! Ohh, fuck-! Gonna-!" The bassist's voice cracked with over-spilled pleasure as he splattered his stomach with his own milky release, cock clenched tight in Dew's fingers. Rain's dirty moan petered out to a soft trilling sigh as the guitarist slid out as smoothly as he had slipped in.
Dew tugged the edge of the jersey down towards him, smearing his mess against the hem. He slid off of the mattress, leaving Rain lying there, panting and boneless all the way down to his tail. The Fire Ghoul picked his pants up off of the floor and tugged them on with a satisfied smirk tossed towards the peanut gallery.
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