#aether x mountain

[aetherslongsleeves]

Aether hugs Mountain

'Monstrance Clock' Ghost@Jiffy Lube Live Bristow, VA 6-3-17

[ghoul-slime]

Perfect Package

Pairing: Mountain/Dew/Swiss/Rain/Aether; Everyone/Aether Rating: M Tags: group sex, body worship, self-conscious aether, embarrassment, big dick aether, blowjobs, very handsy ghouls. See Ao3 for full tag list. 1,574 words. A/N: Once again inspired by pictures of Aether's gigantic bulge. AU of sorts where Aether never left the band for the sole purpose of squeezing him into the Skeleta uniform. And of course, none of the other ghouls can resist getting their hands on him once they see.

Ao3 Link

He's uncomfortable, to say the least. Everything is too tight, clinging to his skin in ways he is not used to. Not even the gray pants with the suspenders felt this restrictive. It doesn't help that the ministry fitting room has mirrors across the length of each wall, offering a nearly 360 degree view of his body stuffed inside that skintight bodysuit, adorned with sparkling crystals and airbrushed skeleton bones.

He stares back at himself with a frown. The suit leaves nothing to the imagination, and even though the seamstress promised that there would be a tailcoat to go over it, and that he would be wearing a dance belt beneath it to keep things in place, he can't get past how obscene he must look.

The bulge between his legs is prominent, to say the least. Aether reaches down to adjust himself for the millionth time, but all it does is shift everything to the side. There's nowhere to hide it, and if anything, it makes it worse.

Everything else is accentuated too, the fat of his belly, the curve of his ass. The way the fabric stretches dangerously tight across the swell of chest. And to make it all worse, he can very clearly see the outline of his underwear across his thighs beneath the thin fabric.

A knock at the dressing room door startles Aether out of his thoughts.

"Aeth, hurry up! We're all waiting to see!" Dew calls excitedly from the other side of the door, and then he knocks again even louder, for good measure.

"Just a second!" He answers back in a panic, face going red hot. He'd never really been self-conscious about his body before, but the way that the skintight fabric of the bodysuit clings to every curve and bulge and swell of flesh is jarring, to say the least.

He feels exposed.

Dew knocks again a moment later and Aether capitulates. No going back now, he supposes with a sigh.

"Alright fine, come in!" he calls, face still burning red.

The door swings open and Dewdrop walks into the dressing room, followed closely behind by Mountain, Swiss, and Rain.

Aether turns to face them and instantly, Dew stops dead in his tracks and bursts out laughing like a maniac.

"Dew!" Rain scolds immediately. But as soon as he sees Aether for himself, he gasps, covering his mouth with his hand.

Swiss wolf whistles, and Mountain stands dead silent beside him, staring.

Aether is so mortified he could die, but before he can say anything Dew composes himself enough to stop laughing. He wipes a tear from his eye and points directly at Aether's crotch.

"Holy fuck, Aether, look at that thing," he says, genuinely in awe, still pointing between Aether's legs. "That is a fucking weapon," Dew continues despite Aether's obvious misery. "Papa's gonna get arrested if he walks you out on stage like that." And then he's laughing again, like he can't help himself.

Aether would like to disappear, thank you very much. It doesn't help that he's the only one in costume, the rest of them having had their fittings a few days prior. He curls in on himself self-consciously, turning to face away from his bandmates' prying eyes.

That just makes it worse.

"Holy shit," he hears Swiss say the second he gets a glimpse of his ass. Mountain draws in a shaky breath.

Aether groans, scrubbing his hands across his face. He's ready for the experience to be over as soon as possible.

"No, no, Aeth, are you kidding me?!" Dew exclaims, finally acknowledging Aether's discomfort. He steps in close and reaches forward to run his hand up the length of Aether's torso. "You look fucking amazing like this." He stops to rest his palms on the swell of Aether's tits. Two perfect handfuls for Dew.

"All wrapped up like a gift," Swiss agrees with a grin, moving to stand directly behind him, admiring the view from behind once again. Aether yelps as Swiss presses himself against his backside and cups one of his ass cheeks in the palm of his hand. Beside him, Mountain grunts in agreement as he crowds in beside Swiss and Aether feels one of his big hands squeeze its own handful of his other cheek.

"Mm," Rain hums stepping up besides Dew. He runs an elegant hand across the swell of his belly, traveling slowly, slowly downward, agonizingly slow. Trailing those perfect fingers down his body until he cups Aether in his palm and squeezes.

Aether yelps. Things have taken a turn quickly; they've got him boxed in now, crowding in and touching all over his body. Appreciating every curve and swell, every inch of flesh. All of his muscles and fat, so many sensations that Aether goes dizzy with it, self-consciousness beginning to fade away with the pleasure of being felt up by so many roaming hands.

Instead he focuses where he can. On the way Dew kneads at his tits, pinches his nipples through the fabric. The way Mountain leans down to mouth at his neck as he glides the palm of his big hand up and down, across the curve of his ass cheek and up to his hip, down to the meat of his thigh and back up again. He feels Swiss press up against him, the way he squeezes the muscle of his behind, fingers pressing into flesh hard enough to bruise. It takes his breath away. He's fully hard now, too, with the way Rain is squeezing him, working him up. The bodysuit was tight down there before, but with his cock fully filled out it's even more restrictive.

"You're so fucking hot, Aeth," Dew murmurs, standing up on his tippy toes to nip at Aether's shoulder, fangs pricking the delicate fabric of the bodysuit. "Look so good like this," Aether gasps and he feels Dew grin against him, still squeezing and pawing and kneading at his chest.

In front of him, Rain drops to his knees to nuzzle at him. Drags his lips across the front of the suit, mindful of the crystals that dot the fabric. Aether groans and tips his head back against Mountain's chest

"Dew," Aether hears Rain whisper. "Look."

He sees Dew look down to where Rain sits between his knees.

"Fuck," Dew whispers back. Aether is so hard that the fabric of the suit doesn't stand a chance in concealing anything. It does nothing to hide him, and Dew can see it all. The outline of him so clear and visible that he can see the ridge of the head, the tiniest dark spot soaking through at the tip. He can see it all, the thick vein running up the underside, the swell of his balls, hanging heavy against the seam of the suit's crotch.

The way they're all over him feels so good he's dizzy. He's long lost count of whose hands are whose, of who is touching him where. Are those Dew's hands squeezing his thighs? Swiss' hands reaching around to knead at his chest? Is that Mountain's hand, bigger than all the rest, stroking the length of him through the fabric? Are those Rain's soft lips, nipping playfully at his balls, mouthing at his crotch until the fabric goes damp?

He closes his eyes and loses himself in the feeling, of being overwhelmed by the group of them worshiping his body. Telling him how good he feels, how perfect he looks. Delicious, like a treat. A gift for them to enjoy. How they can't wait for the world get to see him like this too. Fully exposed, on display like he was always meant to be.

"Dew, I - fuck," Aether chokes out. "I - I think I'm gonna…" he trails off with a groan, hips twitching up. He gasps and squeezes his eyes shut as Rain nips at his tip once again.

Behind the rush of blood in his ears, he hears the sound of the zipper being dragged down. Feels it click, click, click down slowly, one tooth at a time until cool air hits his chest. Dew works to peel the bodysuit off of him, multiple sets of hands chasing every piece of newly exposed flesh as it goes. Rain helps him as he gets lower, tugs and shimmies that tight, stretchy fabric over his belly, down his hips, and past his thighs. Someone drags his briefs down until the whole uniform pools around his ankles and he's left completely naked, pressed between the four of them.

He opens his eyes just in time to look down and see Rain take him properly in his mouth. The 360 degree mirrors in the room offer him a view of everyone with their hands on him and that's enough to set Aether off immediately. He comes with a shout, sagging back into Swiss and Mountain's waiting arms.

He opens his eyes and Dew swoops up for a kiss, filthy and deep, licking his way into Aether's mouth until they're both moaning into it. When Dew pulls back, Aether is left panting and sweaty. Completely taken apart with his brand new uniform still sitting in a puddle at his feet. Mountain wraps an arm around his waist as Swiss helps him step out of it.

Aether still isn't convinced he actually likes this new uniform, but with a reaction like that, he doesn't think it'll take long for him to change his mind.

[ashthewaterghoul]

Mountain/Aether something pretty please if you’re looking for writing requests 💜

Sorry this took so long!

Save A Horse, Ride A Quint - An AethTain One Shot

    For the Ghouls, the easiest way to relax was to let one (or a few… or all) of the pack have their way with them; to have them lay back and not have to think for a couple hours as they get filled with pleasure. But for Aether who struggled to be taken care of, and didn’t really enjoy to bottom or be penetrated, the Ghouls had to get a little more creative…

Words: 1.5k

Relationships: Aether/Mountain

Tags: smut, riding, light bondage, praise kink

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    Aether came home from work looking drained and barely able to walk, and with Mountain being the one to intercept him from doing any chores, the duty fell to him to get the Quint to unwind. Firstly, he got the Quint to his room and stripped him off before getting him in a nice hot bath and washing him clean of the antiseptic and sterile smell of the Infirmary. And after a coffee and some cuddles, Aether looked up with big eyes and said: “I need to not think for a while.”

    Mountain had known Aether long enough to know exactly what that entailed…

    So soon enough, Aether’s wrists were tied up in soft silk wrappings – a stunning plum to match the colour of his eyes and complement his lilac skin – and Mountain was between his legs, coaxing his cock to full hardness with his tongue.

    “Oooh, M- Mount!” Aether called as the drummer’s long tongue flicked up his slit.

    “Mm? Feeling good, pretty boy?” Mountain cooed, chuckling softly at the whine it drew from Aether. His long claws grazed the Quint’s plush thighs, drawing nonsense shapes and chasing his mouth along the goosebumps his touch left, small kisses filled with worship.

    When Mountain returned to the Quint’s cock, a beautiful bead of pre was forming at the tip and the Earth wrapped his lips around it, purring at the warmth in his mouth as he bobbed his head a little.

    “Ahh!” Aether bucked his hips as Mountain’s drawn-out ministrations had left him a little more than sensitive.

    “Need more, love?” Mountain asked, combing through the retired guitarist’s happy trail.

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    Aether nodded and watched as Mountain came to straddle his thighs, reaching over to the side of the nest for a bottle of lube.

    “Gonna have to be patient with me, okay? I’ve not taken anyone back there for a while…” He said as he coated a couple fingers and reached behind him to start gently working his own hole open.

    “I- I’ll be patient..” Aether murmured, already giving into his needy headspace that let him be cared for.

    “I know you will. My good boy, huh?” Mountain exhaled deeply as he slowly thrusted one finger in and out of himself, “Wanna help me?” He chuckled at Aether’s adorably enthusiastic nodding.

    Aether felt his tail be manoeuvred and wrapped around something hot and hard. When he managed to open his eyes a bit more he saw it wrapped around Mountain’s own cock and he got the message to jack him off with it.

    Mountain tipped his head back with a moan as the dual stimulation from his fingers and Aether’s tail made his core ignite in carnal bliss.

    “Fuck, you’re such a good boy.”

    “Y- yours!” Aether whimpered.

    Mountain had to force his eyes open as he started to push a second finger into himself.

    “Yeah, all mine. My good boy.” He loved seeing Aether’s mind get wrecked with the praise he rarely let in.

    The whole encounter was almost a dance that had been long choreographed, and every move with purpose. While the main focus was to take care of Aether, he struggled with giving up control completely so his wrists were bound to force his hand a bit with that (and safe-words long established too, of course). The delicate head and kisses to get him hard stretched time so Aether would drop his guard too. Mountain still liked giving him small asks to serve him that still let Aether have some control. Sometimes it was him working Mountain open, or eating out his ass, or as it is now, jacking him off as he prepped.

    When Mountain had gotten 3 fingers comfortably inside of himself, he withdrew them and got some more lube in his hand to rub over Aether’s cock.

    “Reckon you’re gonna slip in nice and easy, huh? Make me feel so good.” Mountain grinned.

    Aether nodded, his tail still stroking the Earth Ghoul’s generous length.

    The drummer rose to his knees and shimmied forward, wiping his hand off on a nearby towel before he started to sink down onto the Quint’s member.

    “Shit… Stretching me out so good, baby.” Mountain made sure to take deep breaths as Aether was a little below average in length, but his girth was a completely different story that left Mountain wondering if he should have stretched a bit more first. Nevertheless, the Quint was soon fully sheathed in the Earth Ghoul.

    “M- Mounty!” Aether could feel his cock kicking inside the drummer already.

    “Give me a second, Aeth. I’ll make us both feel good, don’t worry.” Mountain leaned over and kissed the Quint with everything he had, tongues lolling over each other and moans shared as he let his body get used to the intrusion it hadn’t received for a short while.

    Aether felt like the nest disappeared beneath him as they kissed, whining as his hands strained against the silk, longing to bury into Mountain’s auburn curls, or grip his muscled thighs.

    Mountain noticed and pulled back, reaching for the bindings. “Off?”

    Aether thought about it but shook his head, “’m okay.”

    Mountain nodded and kissed him again before sitting back on his knees again. “Ready for me to move?”

    The Quint nodded but it was soon followed by a moan as Mountain’s hips rolled, the muscles in his contoured abdomen rippling and creating an effect nothing short of mesmerising.

    “O- oh! Mount!” Aether’s head tipped back, horns grazing the wall behind them as he fought to keep his eyes open.

    “Yeah? Fuck, you feel so good… Always so fucking good!” Mountain’s own head rolled as he got reacquainted with his Quint’s cock, his hole being stretched in all the best ways.

    Soon, he made sure to raise his hips on each roll and sit back down again, and just that small change had them both letting out simultaneous moans that only grew as the drummer started to ride the Quint with everything he had.

    Each bounce drew a whine from Aether and each roll a gasp from Mountain as that flared tip grazed that spot within that made his whole body alight with pleasure as the tail around his cock created a channel for him to fuck as he showed Aether a good time.

    Mountain reached behind him to grip Aether’s thighs for leverage as he rode the Quint with as much vigour as he could, no doubt leaving marks in his skin that Aether would secretly fawn over for days until they faded.

     “B- baby! Fuck, gonna make me bust soon…” Mountain panted, his chest running with droplets of sweat that made Aether salivate.

    “Please! Cum on me!” Aether begged, his tail around Mountain’s cock and trying to match the pace of his hips but not quite managing as the cloud of submission overtook his mind.

    “I will, Starman… Oh fuck! Just need y- your cock a little longer… Okay?”

    Aether whined but nodded, not wanting to cum until Mountain told him to.

    “What are you, baby?” Mountain asked.

    A sob caught in Aether’s throat, knowing what was asked of him but not wanting to say it.

    “No…!” Aether protested with a moan as his cock lurched and strained inside the clutch of the Earth Ghoul’s body.

    “Come on… Say it for me…”

    Aether mumbled it so quietly that Mountain couldn’t hear.

   “Lemme hear that pretty voice..!” Mountain could feel himself getting closer.

    “I’m… I’m a good boy…” Aether said meekly.

    “Louder.”

    “I’m a good boy!” He whimpered.

    “Uh-huh… Shit. So good for me. So good for letting me take care of you… Whose good boy a- are you?” Mountain knew the next words would throw him over the edge so added, “Tell me and you can cum.”

    Aether choked on a sob as he cried out, “Your good boy, Mount!”

    And sure enough, Mountain called out his partner’s name as he sat himself as far down as he could on Aether’s cock, painting the Quint’s belly in cum. At the same time, Aether bucked his hips up to cover the drummer’s insides with his release.

    “M- Mounty!” He cried, feeling the Earth Ghoul grind himself through his high.

    “Ohhh, yeah! So good…!” Mountain’s hole twitched with aftershocks as he came down, riding the wave of pleasure for as long as he good.

    They both caught their breaths before Mountain reached to untie Aether’s hands, and they immediately went to his thighs, fingers rubbing softly to ground himself.

    “Feeling good, Aeth?” He asked softly, smiling when the Quint nodded back with a blissful smile on his face.

    Mountain used the nearby rag to clean Aether’s stomach before letting Aether’s cock slip from inside him and cleaned up himself too before throwing it to the laundry to be dealt with another time.

    The drummer laid down next to Aether and chuckled as the Quint rolled into his chest and licked up the sweat like a kit getting lost on the way to their mother’s breast.

    “Take all you need, sweet boy. I’m so proud of you.” Mountain kissed between his horns, and got a chirp in response.

    It wasn’t too often Mountain got the honour of seeing the Quint all dopey and fucked out like this, but he always loved the sight. He was more beautiful than the heavens above, and Mountain would sing Aether’s praises until he believed it too.

One shot master post can be found here!

[the-ghoulie-den]

Mounther, anyone??? Its a ship I dont see much of or at all, and I want to know if there's more fans than just me

[nastylittleghouls]

Mountain: *bookmarks the page he's reading and stretches* What time is it? Aether: I don't know. Pass me the saxophone and we'll find out Mountain: *very confused he does as he's told* Aether: *opens the window and starts playing the saxophone extremely loud and intentionally out of tune* Terzo: WHO THE FUCK IS PLAYING THE SAXOPHONE AT TWO IN THE MORNING?! NIHIL THAT BETTER NOT BE YOU OR I SWEAR TO SATAN.... *threats and profanities continue* Aether: *hands the saxophone back to Mountain* It's two am.

[divine-misfortune]

Smthn smthn Mountain getting drunk off Aether's musk while kissing his balls...yeah.

[sundance201]

Mushy May Day 7 “Lingering Hugs” Mountain/Aether

The boys are in their feels about Aether not touring. Mountain gets a little bit of comfort from his favorite (sorry, Phantom) quint ghoul.

As always, thanks to @forlorn-crows for putting Musy May together!

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“Feels weird to be going out there without you, Aeth,” Mountain murmured as they moved around each other in the kitchen. It was the last night before they embarked on the Reimperatour and as had become custom, the ghouls and Copia were having a big meal together before they left home. But it was a little different this time, because they had Aurora and Phantom in the pack now…and Aether and Sunshine were staying behind. Sunshine had decided pretty quickly that touring life wasn’t for her, but Aether…Aether had toured with Dew and Mountain since they were all summoned a few years back. It felt like he was the glue holding the pack together and Mountain was worried about what would happen without him on the road.

“I know. It feels weird for me too, Mount. But it doesn’t change my decision. I need to be here. Omega can’t run things on his own anymore.” He clapped Mountain on the shoulder as he moved past him, plating up some of their side dishes. “Phantom’s a bright kid. He’s picked everything up so quickly. You guys will barely miss me.” Mountain huffed. He didn’t mind the new ghoul, but he wasn’t Aether. Aether, who was always there for a cuddle when things felt heavy. Aether, who would play chess with him at the front of the bus as the others slept, both of them needing a little more time to wind down after a ritual. Aether, who kept the pack together. Mountain didn’t have anything against Phantom, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to miss Aether. But Mountain was terrible about giving voice to his feelings. “Dew’s gonna be a bear to deal with,” Mountain said petulantly. Aether chuckled and finally turned to him fully. “He’s always a handful. Having me there doesn’t make a difference. I’m just a buffer.” He wound his arms around Mountain’s waist. “I don’t think you’re worried about Dew. Not completely.” Mountain sighed and leaned down, pressing his forehead against Aether’s. “M’gonna miss you too much. Happy?” He curled around the slightly smaller ghoul, taking advantage of the fact that he could tuck his face into Aether’s neck without completely bending over. Aether stroked his hair and pressed soft kisses to the side of his head. “I’m only a phone call away, baby. You know that.” “Not the same.” Aether sighed and tightened his embrace. Mountain slumped a little more in his arms. “I know it’s not. But it’ll be enough. And you know how quickly tour goes. You’ll be back in no time.” The timer went off and Mountain sighed heavily, loathe to leave Aether’s arms. But he also didn’t want to deal with the pack if he burnt the lasagna. Reluctantly, he pulled back and Aether gave him a soft smile. Mountain turned towards the oven. “You know it’s not too late. If the kid’s as bright as you say, he’d pick up everything at the infirmary quick. You could come out on tour with us.” Aether gave a full belly-laugh at that. “Kid’s almost useless at the infirmary.” Mountain looked back at him with an eyebrow raised, before turning his attention back to the fresh lasagna he was pulling out of the oven. It wasn’t like Aether to so quickly shoot down an idea, even one as joking as Mountain’s had been. “He’s a sweetheart and has a great temperament, but he hates the sight of blood.”

[tinyluvs]

⁺‧₊˚ back massage 𖤐 aether&mountain ˚₊‧⁺

❥ summary; remember this post and how i talked about aether giving mount a back massage? well i expanded on that, enjoy ❥ warnings; a slight misuse of quint, unprofessional!aether but this is all consensual, don’t worry. mount gets a back massage & his ass fucked, good for him. i still don’t know how to tag lol ❥ authors note; got asked to elaborate, i did, everyone cheers ❥ wc; 1.8k ₊˚⊹♡⁺‧₊˚𖤐 read on ao3; ˗ˏˋ ꒰꒰ here !! ꒱꒱ ˎˊ˗ 𖤐˚₊.⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

aether looks up from his book when rain pokes his head into his room, “hey, mountain asked if you could go to his room to do the thing, he said you’d know what that means,” rain informs him, tapping his fingers against aether’s door frame

“yeah, i know what that means,” aether smiles, snaps his book shut and stands, leaving everything as is to go to mountain, “thanks rain,” aether hums, pressing a kiss to the water ghouls temple before making his way down the hallway

mountain’s door is cracked open an inch so he doesn’t knock when he gets there, just pushes into the room quietly. mountains room is in darkness, his curtains drawn, the only light coming from his little leaf shaped string lights hung around his shelves

the earth ghoul sits on the edge of his bed, looking utterly broken, his hand drifting up and down his lower back, “aether,” he whines, looking up as aether shuts his door and moves closer

“what did you do this time?” aether asks him, kneeling down in front of him, his hands rubbing gently over mountain’s thighs, thumbs pressing in small circles.

mountain huffs, “nothing,”

this is a lie but he isn’t about to admit he had once again tried to move four huge bags of soil at once and something had popped painfully in his lower back. aether chuckles lightly, he knows what has happened but he won’t tease mountain about it, not right now anyway

aether kisses mountains forehead and then his lips, “let’s get you comfortable then,” he hums, fingers dancing up underneath the hem of mountains top, pulling it up, up and off. he stands back to his full height, folding mountains shirt as he goes, “need any help?”

mountain shakes his head as he gently repositions himself, shuffling on his ass backwards across his bed, “uhm, actually, could you do the pillows please?” he asks, his fingers still pressing gently into his spine

“of course,” aether smiles softly and reaches over, grabbing at mountains pillows. the earth ghoul watches as aether fluffs his pillows and arranges them in a sort of nest, he’s done this enough times to know exactly where to put them

once he’s done he steps back, gesturing lightly to the space between the pillows, a perfect sized space for mountain’s body. mountain moves, only wincing once as he manages to roll onto his front, tucking his arms underneath his pillow, his cheek nuzzling against soft fabric

as his back stretches and settles he gasps, his body panic tensing and then untensing, “aether, fix it,” he whines into his pillow, peeking through one eye at aether, who is still stood just next to his bed

kneeling gently on his bed, aether moves slowly, carefully, as to not jerk mountains back at all as he straddles and settles over mountain’s ass, holding most of his weight in his knees. he’s a big ghoul and on any normal day, mountain could take his weight but not right now, thankfully aether won’t take it personally

gently, aether brushes his fingers up mountain’s spine, stopping at the base of his neck to drift back down, circling around what appears to be the problem area, mountain tensing ever so slightly as aether touches it

“here?” aether whispers even though he already knows, quintessence already bleeding into his fingertips, hovering just over mountains bare skin. mountains tail swishes gently in front of aether before wrapping around his wrist, tugging lightly to press aethers fingers to his back

mountains tail unwinds from his wrist, batting around aimlessly until it finds aether’s side, circling around his waist instead, “please,” he whispers, maybe a little pathetically but aether can’t see the way his cheeks heat against his pillow so it’s fine

aether starts slow, pressing his thumbs either side of mountain’s spine, pausing for a second when the earth ghoul gasps at his touch. he continues slowly, quintessence flowing from him to mountain, soothing the ache almost immediately

he rubs gentle circles in the little arch at the base of mountain’s back, pressing in just so, managing to drag a quiet, “fuck aeth,” from mountain, one of his hands sliding out from underneath his pillow, fisting lightly at his sheets instead

working up his back, aether doesn’t miss an inch of skin. brushing his fingers everywhere he can touch, his thumbs tracing underneath mountain’s shoulder blades, sliding in soft lines back and forth until mountain is visibly softening underneath him

“feels s’good,” mountain hums, quintessence flowing nicely through his body, making him perfectly pliant and soft, just how aether wants him, “don’t stop, please don’t stop,” he groans, his tail squeezing at aethers waist

“i’m not going to,” aether reassures, leaning forward slightly to press his thumbs up mountain’s spine, all the way from his coccyx, past the base of his tail and up to his neck, knots melting away in an instance, not standing a single chance against aether’s fingers

a never ending stream of moans and groans spill from mountain, soft whines and whimpers that catch in his throat but all of them go south to aether’s cock, a soft tent forming in the front of his pants as he fills out, only partially against his will

aether swallows thickly and pumps his quintessence, pushing it into his palms as well as his fingers, quickly flooding mountain’s veins with it. mountain whines softly as he feels it seeping into his limbs, his head, everywhere, all he can feel is aether and he wouldn't want it any other way

mountain’s body eventually goes lax, sinking into his mattress with a heavy sigh, his cheek squishing into his pillow, he’s not sure he could move even if he wanted to.

in the back of his mind mountain registers a shift in the scent of the room, aether’s obvious arousal being hard to ignore, even with enough quintessence to kill a human flowing through his body, but he’s too relaxed, too far gone to do a single thing about it

on the other hand, aether is starting to struggle. his cock pulses in his pants, a small damp spot soaking into the front as he leaks, his tip pulsing as it rubs sinfully against the too harsh fabric constricting him

in a moment of pure desperation aether takes a hand off of mountain’s back, moving to palm himself softly, rutting his hips forward to grind against his hand. he groans shakily, tilting his head back to stare at the ceiling

“aeth,” mountain slurs, whines, a delayed reaction to aether stopping his movements. if he could move he would peek over his shoulder, would see aether shamelessly touching himself inches away from his ass but he can’t move, can’t see a sight that would make his mouth water

“y-yeah, fuck, sorry,” aether pants, returning both hands to mountain’s back though his movements aren’t as smooth as before, the amount of pressure he’s applying is all wrong, “f-fuck mount, just let me, hold on,” he rambles

aether shuffles backwards, straddling the backs of mountain’s thighs. his fingers tease at the waistband of mountain’s pants, dipping underneath just enough to tug on them, pulling them halfway down his thighs

the soft swell of mountain’s ass makes aether’s cock throb and aether breaks, shoving his own pants down, tucking them underneath his heavy balls and out of his way. he rolls his hips forward, sliding the wet ruddy head of his cock against mountain’s ass

mountain groans and pushes his ass up, or at least he thinks he does, he’s not entirely sure but he doesn’t have to think on it for long before aether is using his thumbs to spread him apart, exposing his little pink hole

“fuck,” aether whispers, to no one but himself as he presses the pad of his thumb against mountain’s wet rim. a small wet slick sound as he dips in makes him moan, mountain’s hole already perfectly loose and soft with the over abundance of quintessence he’s been dealt with

leaning over himself, aether spits on to his own cock, jerking himself off once, twice and three times, in too much of a hurry to even attempt to ask mountain where his lube is hidden, instead he swipes his thumb over his tip, soaking every inch of his cock with spit and pre

underneath him mountain starts to get impatient, whining and whimpering, words having left him, over the lack of touch on his back, it being forgotten about while aether preps himself, something mountain still can’t move to see though the room around him fills with a wet sound he knows all too well

“uh huh, i’m coming back,” aether moans loudly and lines himself up, pressing the throbbing head of his cock against mountain’s winking hole. slowly and gently he presses in, stretching mountain’s rim just right around the widest part of his tip before pulling back

mountain’s hole clenches, kissing aether’s tip wetly while his slick mixes with the pre spurting from aether’s cock, pooling between them with nowhere to go. aether watches, sinking his fangs into his bottom lip to stifle a groan and holding his breath as he pushes forward, slowly splitting mountain open on his length

aether hangs his head and presses his hands into the mattress when he sinks, inch by inch, into mountain, stopping when he gets halfway there, needing time to adjust to the wet warm clutch of mountain’s ass, something he doesn’t think he will ever get used to, before continuing, hissing as his cock disappears into the earth ghoul

once he’s seated fully against mountain’s ass, both ghouls groan in sync, “lucifer below,” aether pants, leaning over mountains back to press his lips to his neck, causing mountain to tighten around him, wet and warm and just right

“hmmm,” mountain hums, drooling onto his pillows, his fingers twitching to pinch and pull at his sheets. he hums twice, in quick succession, something that sounds enough like aeth-er to get his attention

aether shushes him, lips still teasing at his pulse. his hands finally return to mountains back, fingertips tickling down his sides, “stay still f’me,” aether whispers, knowing mountain can’t move anyway, “i promise it’ll help,” he finishes, nipping at mountain’s skin

mountain manages to stay perfectly still while aether massages his back. he stays still as aether’s fat cock splits him open, sliding in and out of his wet hole. he shudders, only slightly, when aether spills thick and hot, flooding deep inside him with cum

but, mountain drools, wails and full body jerks when aether slides a hand between him and the mattress to wrap his fist around his painfully hard cock, jerking him off slightly too fast but mountain is too close to care, spilling over aethers fist way too fast.

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