Pan - He/They No. 1 Mountain Ghoul fan
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What do I write?
I write a lot of smut and sappy things! I'm also into weird shit (got a weird kink? I might write it!) Honestly, be gross. Will I write everything? No, but that's a personal line for me. Doesn't mean that maybe I don't read it or whatever. Kinks hurt no one, and there's a good chance I'll write it. Even if I don't write it maybe we can still babble about it.
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I'll be tagging my own stuff with "Explosion's Fanfic" and others with "Other’s Fanfic". Artwork will be in the same fashion. Same for “Explosion’s headcanons”. The tag "Explosion's ramblings" is for my general posting, things like me blabbering. “Explosion’s life” is personal/random stuff from me, usually dog pics or food. And “bringing this back” is for my self reblogs. Check out “Explosion’s wip” for wips!
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Changes:
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What if I were to tell you, that back in December I made a Yule fic about Mountain? I’ll probably save it for next year but like, just know it’s there sitting in my files.
Did I ever post my Delta fic? Where Delta still lingers around the abbey, incorporeal because of his transition to quint going wrong? I have like 5k of it written.
I swear Ocean Vents is still on my mind, it’s just the final month of uni so I’ve got too much going on (see: the survey post!) but I swear it’s still there! I have 2 chapters, but I’m waiting on posting to see if it’s where I really want to take the story
Finished studying for around 10 hours today, exams are killing me. On top of that, I need to start applying to research positions and registering for next semester, and apply for summer work. Needless to say I’ve got a lot going on rn, so forgive me for not putting out any writings lately.
Anyhoo, thanks to everyone who still likes my posts even though they’re little snippets or unfinished thoughts <3
It had started innocently enough, the three of them in Mountain's room smoking, the air hazy and warm. Aeon had been curious about Dew's transition, tiptoeing and asking careful questions. Dew didn't mind, it wasn't an off limits topic for him all these years later and Mountain was scratching his fingers through his hair and making Dew's brain turn to mush anyway.
The questions shift as they usually do. Mountain laughs while Aeon blushes his way through, asking if everything changed and if Dew missed...
"You can say it." Dew teases, voice almost sweet.
"I just...well I've heard that water ghouls....they-" His eyes dance around nervously, the weed doing nothing to make it easier for him. "Do you still-"
"Get wet like a water ghoul?" Dew finishes for him, head cocked and smirking.
"He does if you know what you're doing. Isn't that right, droplet?" Mountain presses closer to his back, voice dropping over the nickname and breathed against his neck.
He kisses the scars on his neck and Aeon watches the way Dew's eyes flutter and hangs on the pretty sigh that hits his ears. He nips at the skin behind his ear and Dew whines, shifting against the bed.
Mountain gestures to Aeon to come closer. "Come here, I'll teach you."
He crawls up beside Mountain, relaxing when Dew touches his hand softly.
"He likes kissing. Start there." Mountain instructs with heat in his eyes, a slow simmer not yet ready to boil over. "Show me how you'd start."
It's almost timid at first, a shy press of his lips against Dew's but he deepens it quickly, licking into Dew's mouth. Dew spreads his legs so Aeon can press closer. Mountain laughs when Dew sucks Aeon's tongue and the quints body shakes.
"He's supposed to be the one getting wrecked, bug. Don't let him take control so easily." Mountain teases while he watches. He can't really blame him. Dew's mouth is wicked and he knows exactly what he's doing.
Aeon pulls back, lips kiss swollen and shiny. He looks to Mountain for guidance, it's too easy for Dew to get the upper hand with him right now.
Mountain smiles, taking his hand and guiding it into Dew's hair, pulling his head until his necks exposed.
"Kiss him here." He slides his fingers over the scars there and Dew sighs with it. "Just like you were doing."
He takes a minute to run his nose over Dew's pulse, breathing him in, smoke and cinnamon, but this close he picks up the salt water, burning drift wood. Both parts of him still flowing through his veins.
Dew's thighs squeeze around him when his lips touch his neck and it spurrs him on. He drags his tongue over the scars, teeth grazing without the sting of a bite. His fingers tighten in his hair, strands wrapped around his fist and it pulls a pained little sound from the fire ghoul."
"Loosen your fingers a little. You don't need to hurt him right now, he'll be good for you. Won't you, droplet?" Mountain licks along the tip of Dew's ear. "There will be plenty of time to rough him up. I'll teach you that too, make sure you do it right."
He does as he's told, softening his grip into something sweet, cupping his head gently instead of tugging and pulling and the sound Dew gives him makes it worth it. His head tips back against Mountain's shoulder, lip pulled between his lips while Aeon works his neck over, kissing his scars like he can breathe life into them.
"That's good, bug." Mountain grabs the hem of Dew's shirt, pulling it up and off, tossing it away from the bed. Aeon growls at the interruption and attaches himself to Dew's neck again immediately. "Give me your hand."
Aeon's breathless when the giant takes his hand and drags it down Dew's chest. He lets his fingers trail over the piercings but he doesn't let him pause to pull them. Dew's hips shift and Aeon sees a little dark patch starting to spread where his cock strains in his sweats.
"Kiss him here, down his chest." He sees his eyes flash to the rings and Mountain grabs his hair. "Slow. Don't get greedy and ruin it. Gentle, he's been good for you. Understand?"
His cock twitches against his thigh, hot and heavy, desperate for any kind of attention.
"Y-yes...Sir."
"Good boy." Mountain taps his cheek. "Go on."
He starts at his collarbone, kissing along them, dipping his tongue into the hollow of his throat. He slides his hands up his thighs to hold his hips, just to touch him, needing to touch him. He moves down, kissing down his sternum until he can move to one side and drag his tongue over one of his nipples. He lets his tongue hook around the ring, a gentle tug that makes Dew sound so pretty.
"Aeon...fuck...please-"
"Now you're getting it." Mountain looks down between them, Dew's tented sweats darkening further.
Aeon moves back up, kissing without hesitation, swallowing Dew's needy moan and Mountain moves to the side. The little Quint pins Dew to the bed, hands up over his head, hips slotted together and grinding. His timidness nowhere to be found and Mountain rubs himself through his pants while he watches.
Aeons skinny fingers slide down Dew's side and Mountain watches him shiver with it, the softest touches are always his downfall.
"Tell him how good he's being, Aeon. Keeping his hands up without being told. Let him know how proud you are."
Dew whines, cheeks pink and pretty, eyes bright when he looks over at the giant.
Aeon pulls back just enough to speak. "So good...fucking perfect Dew. Could keep you here forever just worshipping you, praising you."
Mountain grins, he's a quick learner and Dew's lost to it. He grabs Aeon's hand and guides it down to the front of Dew's pants, soaked through now.
"Holy shit..." He sits back to look, to drag his fingers across the wet shape of Dew's cock still trapped in the fabric. "Look at you. Fuck."
"Get him in your lap." Mountain helps maneuver Dew, clingy and burning, desperate for all their attention and then some.
Aeon groans when Dew's weight settles just right in his lap, hands coming back to grab his ass to guide him into grinding against him but he freezes when he feels how soaked the back of his pants are.
He slips his fingers under the waist band, keening when he feels just how slick Dewdrop is.
"You're dripping...could slide right in couldn't I?" He nips at Dew's lips, eyes dark from want. "Could probably take both of us...wouldn't take much work would it?"
Dew keens and Mountain grinds against his palm harder, the image too tempting for its own good.
Dew's hips jerk forward when Aeon lets his fingers explore further, teasing little circles but not pressing in yet. His eyes flutter when a thick gush of slick runs over his fingers, further staining Dew's pants.
"Aeon please....please lemme-" He cuts off when Aeon's fingers slowly work in, words trapped in his throat.
Mountain moves behind him, lips against his neck, meeting Aeons eyes when he speaks.
"Ride his fingers, droplet."
He's nearly drooling when he rolls his hips, grinding down and taking what he wants. It pulls a whine from Aeon when he presses forward, cocks pressed tight behind their pants and nowhere near enough.
Mountain takes pity and removes his hand from himself in favor of grabbing Dew's hips and moving him.
"Dripping your brain out already, droplet?" Mountain smirks, his cock kicking at the gurgled little sound he gets in response.
"Fuck that's good, Dew." Aeon praises, watching the way Dew pants as Mountain moves him on Aeon's fingers. "Keep going."
"He's not going to last much longer. He's so sensitive like this."
"You don't have to last. Let me watch, let me see you cum, Dew." He sounds desperate, almost dreamy, caught up and tangled in the way Dew feels in his lap.
Mountain grabs his hips tighter, makes him grind harder until he cries out and the giant knows he's got him where he needs him, Aeon's fingers pressed in just right.
"Get him out so you can see." Mountain instructs, voice still calm and composed. Aeon's free hand shakes when he pulls Dew's cock from his sweats, soaked in pre and steadily drooling.
"Look at you." He grits out, eyes locked on where Dew drips down the length of himself. "Wanna taste you, wanna feel you spilling down my throat, would drown in it if you wanted..."
Dew cums without warning and Mountain watches Aeon take it all in.
"Satanas Dew...there's so fucking much..."
Mountain grins and makes him take his hand away, pulling Dew back onto his lap, licking at the sweat on his neck.
"That's nothing, bug." His eyes are dark and Dew's already rolling his hips to rock against Mountain. "Wait until you see how many times he can do it."
