ifrit with already sensitive nipples/breasts that only get more sensitive when he's in heat.
they're always poking up through the fabric of his uniform, which he wears only if he absolutely has to during that time because the friction of the fabric is so fucking unbearable he once came in his pants from the rubbing alone.
like they're so fucking sensitive when he's in heat, you could touch them and he'd throb and whine. you can coax him to orgasm just by playing with his tits and it's absolutely enthralling to look at, he's whining and bucking and quivering and comes so hard he seizes up.
he loves it when you milk a few orgasms out of him with his nipples since it'll make them a little less painfully sensitive (and also just turns him into a complete brainless whiny mess, which is always nice)
It had been a long week for the both of you. Tour after tour it piled up, leaving barely to no spare time for just the two of you.
Now here both of you were; placed gently on his lap, cock filling you up just right while he continued on trying to fix his guitar with you.
“No, my love, pay attention, yeah?” He instructed, taking your hand is his to gently tune the strings. A faint ‘hmm’ and nod coming you with every shift in his hips, giving a short feeling of bliss.
Ifrit smiled, resting his chin against your shoulder while your brain felt fuzzy trying to process a single thought. “Can’t speak, huh?” He asked in a teasing tone, placing his hands on your waist.
“You can take a few more minutes of this, you can do it dear.” He continued with fixing a string on his guitar. You nodded slowly, fixing your position, letting out a soft gasp with being greeted by the sudden sensation. “Keep yourself still.” The Ghoul hummed gently, placing back a single hand on your hips.
“Oh Satanas...” You whispered under your breath, that familiar fuzzy feeling coming back to the pits of your stomach. “Been needing this for a while, haven’t you?” Ifrit asked, keeping his attention and focus mainly on the guitar. You nodded and leaned back, earning a subtle grunt from him. “Use your words.” You groaned in response, closing your eyes to relax.
A cocky smirk lifted up onto his face when you didn’t respond to him. Well– verbally. He gently lifted his hips up, watching as your eyes fluttered back open. “Words, Y/n.” He cooed. “Fuck– yes.” You sighed, slowly grinding down. Until he stopped you, holding onto your waist to keep you steady.
“Not yet.” He muttered, this was going to be a long, long process.
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enjoy the drabble because my brain might actually tap out any second and go into a rem cycle guys…
Would love 13 with Ifrit, i know you would kill it<3
⁺. ༶ ❤︎ ⋆˙⊹ affection ⁺. ༶ ❤︎ ⋆˙⊹
pairing: ifrit x reader
warnings: nsfw, fluff to smut, daddy kink, & slight monsterfucking
a/n: ifrit come pick me up & carry me away, ifrit ghoul hold me pls, ifrit ghoul-
pic from pinterest
Ifrit's fingers combed through my hair lightly as he looked down at me while I rested my head on his lap, half-drifting off from how wonderful it felt. He hummed softly and smiled in admiration.
“Are you comfortable, love?”
I looked up at him lazily and sighed into a smile, “Very.”
“Good, I'm glad… I'm very grateful my Lord sent you to me, I can't imagine this life without you ever since we've crossed paths. I just find myself finding more things to love about you.” He confessed.
I smiled drowsily up at him and nuzzled my head up against him.
Ifrit continued to pet over my head, his tail quietly thumping against the sofa cushions in contentment and the prettiest words I’d ever heard pouring from his lips. My heart had felt warm at first, but now my face was burning with the same warmth in response to the onslaught of sweetness Ifrit was casting my way.
I tried to wrap my arms fondly around his midsection as my cheek pressed to his abdomen. He made me feel small in the best way, looking over me and doting on me. Safety. Adoration. Comfort.
“You know I love you this much, don’t you, darling?” Ifrit hummed, combing his fingers through my hair.
“Mhmm…” I nodded, my eyes shutting slowly.
“Good… I want you to feel it, to always know it…” He continued, starting to recall a rosy-colored memory of us together.
But what I felt started to morph. The sincere, sweet love in its endless confession was overpowering, heady even. Ifrit’s touches at my scalp and through my hair twisted the very innocent sentiment into a different kind of warmth. One that formed low in my abdomen and burned low, sinking through me then spreading like a slow fuse along my veins. I reached for his free hand and brought it to my lips, starting to want more from him than just beautiful words.
Warmth radiated off of him too, either from his element or because he was picking up on what was going on in my mind. As his hand at my lips moved to press two fingertips to my lower lip, I got the hint that Ifrit had caught on to me. My eyes opened again, looking up to his face and feeling bashful at the deeper gleam in his gaze. I knew I could never get away with it, but I feigned innocence anyways – never wanting to admit to this feeling before Ifrit mentioned it.
“You don’t have to act with me, love, I know what that look’s about.” Ifrit chided me, his head tilted to the side like he was trying to make sure I couldn’t escape his gaze.
I forced a pout to my lips and looked away from him, letting my lips enclose around his fingers as an indirect response. Ifrit chuckled softly and petted over my head again in encouragement, bringing his hand around to cup my face as he leaned down to see my face with the other hand’s fingers still in my mouth. The feeling of smallness beside him grew stronger… just not quite in the same vein. He was bending over to get a look at me, he had me on his lap, and he was waiting for an answer from me.
“You know… I was going to save this kind of display of affection later, stick to the sweet stuff for the day and then have you all to myself. Can you be patient for me, love?”
Hesitation came over my expression as I stared up at him, hoping Ifrit was just playing a joke with me. But, knowing him, it was always possible for the fire ghoul to drag out teasing me like this and I most certainly could not be patient with him now. Him asking me to find patience seemed to only make it run out of me faster. I had to do something that would pull him under my influence, encourage him to give me what I want by provoking him. Make him change his mind.
I pulled my head back, ensuring my mouth was unobstructed for the delivery of my answer and that he got the full effect of my puppied eyes: “I don’t think I can, daddy… you made me feel like this, I think it’s only fair you help me with it now…”
“I see what you’re doing now, darling, and it’s not going to work just like that.”
“Why not?” I batted my eyes up at him. “I’m just being honest with you… it’s not just going to go away…”
He sighed, looking up to the ceiling as though he was trying to find the strength to say no to me. Ifrit brushed a thumb along my cheek when he looked down into my eyes again, smiling to himself now.
“You know how to win me over very easily, do you know that?” He asked rhetorically, shaking his head at me.
I grinned as I sat up over his lap to straddle him, pressing a kiss to his cheek in celebration of my own victory, “Of course I do, daddy, why else would I do it?”
“Very clever of you, darling. And I suppose now I can show you everything I’ve been saying, make you feel it very directly instead of just having you listen to me. How’s that sound?”
I rested my chin on his chest and tilted my head to the side, slowly coming closer until my lips ghosted at his neck, “Even better. Show me how much you love me, how much you like to have me, how you take care of me the way no one else does…”
He took in a very careful breath through his teeth to withhold his instinctive reaction, at least from what I could feel against where I was seated. The spade of his tail thumped harder against the cushions and his arms held around me, caging me into place. Ifrit held his head up but looked down at me from over his nose, his darkening eyes covered by his lowered eyelids. My heart started to beat faster as I waited for him to pounce.
I’m a sucker for tall readers so here you guys go!
Nameless Ghouls & Nameless Ghoulettes x TALL! Ghoul! reader
Relationship— Romantic
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Alpha
Amused by the your height. But when it came to you using him as a resting spot he had the most judging look.
Allows you to do that in more private areas but will slap your hand, shoulder, arm, or chin off of his head if you’re doing that in public.
If you tower over him when he’s talking to other people he’s subtly smirking to myself. He likes it.
Play arguing when he suddenly sees you staring down at him he looses his ability speak for a moment.
He’s a decent 5’11 — 6’0, so being taller than him is just what makes him stare at you. You’re 6’3-6’5+? Dudes not looking for a second, he’s entranced for a decade. Full on '😨' emoji.
If something taller that he can’t reach he doesn’t bother to get anything to get it down, just asks for you to grab it for him. And if you can’t he’ll start teasing you for the hell of it.
Enjoys the fact you can wrap around him completely. Just nice that he’s in his own blanket except it’s you.
Had you drape over him and after a few minutes started patting your back because he couldn’t breathe anymore.
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Omega
Likes it. Just likes to look you up and down before holding a thumbs up and a smug smile.
When he’s standing behind you he’ll stand on his tippy toes for second to see how much taller you honestly are.
If you’re the tallest in the band he just silent cheers to himself. Genuinely shows off your height to other people.
Likes to see you try on his clothes or accessories. Also likes to try on your clothes and accessories.
Stands next to you on purpose so people can see yours and his height differences.
Pulls you down to give you kisses, or if he’s standing on something. Once jumped up to give you a kiss and banged his head into yours.
Wondered what your diet was or is because… DAMN what did they feed you to get you to that height?!
Prefers to lay on you instead, you’re like a long pillow to him.
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Ifrit
Smiley ass Ghoul! Saw you and was like “Hell yeah!” New member that just happens to horrendously tall!
I’ve just seen him twirling so I think he’d enjoy you twirling him around non stop. Walks over to you so you can spin him around because it’s fun.
Likes to get piggy back rides or hugging you like a koala so he’s lifted off of the ground.
Often times clings onto you in crowds or in any case of scenario he finds himself lost. You’re basically this guys beacon sometimes.
Almost tackled you down with a surprise hug. Took you by surprise and almost went timber with him.
Laughs whenever you hit your head on a doorway as if he hasn’t had the same problem before.
Stomps his way over while playing his guitar, actively trying to kiss you on stage. At this point Terzo can’t catch a break. “Oh they’re cooperating! Never mind they’re kissing again.”
If he can’t kiss ur face he’ll kiss your knuckles/hand, or he’ll just bite your arm out of boredom if he can’t reach ur shoulder.
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Zephyr
‘😨’ x2.
Honestly wouldn’t mind being carried around by you, it seems fun to him. Piggy back, bridal style, on your shoulders, sounds amazing.
Enjoys cuddling, especially spooning and where he gets lay in between your legs with his arms wrapped around your waist.
Likes it how you tower over him from behind or when you’re in front of him. It’s just a oddly satisfying feeling. Especially if you’re holding his hand it’s comforting.
Watches you stick out on stage with your height. Finds it easy for him to find you that way.
Sometimes you scare the shit out of him when you appear out of no where. Jumped out of his seat once because of that.
Likes to have you as blanket as well. You’re just perfect to him. Probably uses you as a pillow sometimes to.
Compares shoe sizes and hand sizes subtly so you don’t notice and mumbled a small “Damn.”
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Sodo/Dewdrop
At this point he thought Satan had something against him. There’s mountain but now there’s also you. (If you’re taller than mountain he’s throwing hands with the air.)
Has you crouch down sometimes so he can rest his head or arms on the top of your head like you do to him.
He’s not complaining when it comes to spooning or cuddling. With you wrapped around him he’s an automatic heater, at the max percentage. No seriously he’ll probably give you a heat stroke.
Flails around whenever you pick him up. He just doesn’t expect it when you hold him up like a toddler.
Uses you to grab other things. Asked you to help and it ended with him standing on your back.
Back to the towering of thing. He enjoys it because it makes him feel that he has some sort of guard dog with him. But he also doesn’t enjoy it because now you look like a damn titan next to him.
Has you walk around the ministry with him because he’s honestly hoping you hit your head on a doorway so he can laugh. (He loves you tho!)
Does enjoy being held by you when he’s trying to sleep. Very nice feeling.
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Aether
Sometimes hides behind you after messing with Sodo (again, always.) So you’re some sort of barrier while they go back and forth.
You wear his clothes. It’d be rare for him to wear your clothes, hes tossed shirts in your room because he likes to see you in his stuff.
Honestly chill with you being super tall. To him it has its perks and they’re all good.
Might confuse you and mountain depending on the height different between you and mountain.
Shows you off to everyone. Standing next to you 24/7, super proud of himself.
Compares your height with everything around him. Furniture, people, buildings, items, pillows, etc.
Enjoys where you’re both hugging each other. Your head on top of his with his head against your chest.
Hugs you from your waist always. Honestly dudes proud to have a tall mate.
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Phantom
Was so curious about you. Your height, the way you were so easy to see in crowds, drew him right to you.
Stands on his tippy toes or platforms to try and reach your height. If he can’t he’ll have you come down to his height.
Still enjoys kissing/biting your neck or shoulders. Somewhat of a secret spot since no one can really see there.
Tries picking you up even though you can probably pick him up easily. Not that he’s complaining to be carried around to wherever he wants like a prince.
Makes fun of your heights but procedes to talk about on how he loves. “How’s the weather up there?” It’s so old but so funny to him.
If you rest your shoulder/arm or chin on the top of his head he’ll do the same later. Except over doing it.
Pulls you down by your collar so he can kiss you properly. Gets cocky while doing it.
You take turns with who’s the little or big spoon, all depending on whatever the both of you feel like or is most comfortable.
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Mountain
Was quite happy to have another somebody his size in the Band. Was a little stunned when he first met you.
Although it’s nice so he doesn’t have to snap his neck to look down or kiss you.
Still picks you up to kiss you as if you guys have a huge height difference. Even if you’re taller than him he picks you up.
Now there’s two massive Ghouls walking around! Uses both of ur heights to an advantage to hide things like trinkets or snacks where other Ghouls / Ghoulettes can’t reach.
Enjoys curling up with you, where you both get into a spot of cuddling around each other with arms around one another.
Giddy about having a tall boyfriend. Stands next to you so he doesn’t have to tower over anyone else or stretch his arms down to far.
An actual unstoppable duo in monkey in the middle.
Uses you as a arm/headrest which you both take part in that scheme. He rests his chin on the top of your head and you rest your arm on his shoulder.
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Rain
Couldn’t be bothered about it. He likes the height difference.
Enjoys sitting in your lap or laying down in your arms while he talks with you or completes some stuff.
You and him go back and forth playfully with teasing each other about yours and his heights.
When you tower over him? Loves that shit, leans towards you subconsciously. Pressing his back against your chest.
Likes wearing your clothes but if he sees you in his clothes he just giggles to himself out of pure happiness. Matching clothing sets maybe , but it’s either to small for you or to big on him.
Will try to get things down on his own but if he literally cannot get something down he calls you over.
If you rest your arm on his head he’ll just stare up at you and try to mimic you.
Likes to lay his head down on your chest, complete draping his body over you like a blanket as he clings onto you.
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Swiss
Let out an audible gasp when he saw you. Teasing your non stop about being tall. Nicknames, jokes, anything and EVERYTHING.
Your height does not stop him from running across the stage to come over and try to bite your shoulder.
Jumps onto you for a hug. Comes running at you full speed with his arms completely open.
Skips around with you following around since you look like you could rock somebody in an instant.
Uses you like a blanket. Laying down? Not anymore because he’s sliding underneath you despite the fact he’ll be suffocated. But that’s okay to him!
Dirty jokes left and right. UP AND DOWN EVEN. “You’re pretty long, right?” Asked that with a dumbass look on his face.
Admires your hand and fingers. Moves them around until you notice the motions are the opposite of family friendly. Family making is a better phrase.
Makes stupid jokes like: “Why go to France when we have the Eiffel tower right here?” or “Who made you? Two damn trees from the forest? Or maybe even three I don’t know what trees enjoy.”
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Cumulus
HEART EYESSS. “So this is love….” Giggling and kicking her feet when she remembers you are so tall.
Kisses your hands, knuckles, arms, thighs, or anywhere she can grasp / reach!
But if you wanna lift her up so you can kiss her she’s giving you one passionate smooch. Pucker up buttercup. (I’ve been waiting so that for so long.)
Likes to switch masks with you every so often! But makes sure to leave lipstick stains before giving it back <3
Likes it when you come up to her platform. (That is if you can.) If not she’ll blow air kisses and small waves!
Pick her up and give her that princess treatment! Or even better: Queen treatment. (I love cumulus guys.)
Honestly wonders what you see up there compared to her world view. Like? The hell do you see, do you see in 0.5 vision?
Grabs onto your tail or arm to have you guide her around crowded areas / halls. Also enjoys to be the little spoon with you.
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Cirrus
She’s actually coming for your ass. (LITERALLY.) You’re gonna want eyes on the back of your head.
Clings on to you. Hug her from behind, front, side ways, either way she’ll cling onto you with a happy ass smile.
Piggy back rides will by far be her favorite.
Being around you gives her a confidence boost. Strolling around both you right by her side.
Pro at stealing and wearing ur clothes. Casually strolls around with something of urs on. Shirt, sweatshirt, hoodie, tanktop, sock, boxers, quite literally anything.
You leaning on a doorway? GOOD LORDDDDDD. She’s staring up at you with some outrageous thoughts goin’ through her mind.
Wanted you to dress up as a christmas tree for christmas holiday times. If you didn’t do that she did give you a tree headband.
Doesn’t really care on how you cuddle, all she cares is that she gets to hug you and you hug her.
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Sunshine
Not up for discussion she sees you and she’s tackling you unless you manage to catch her in your arms.
Likes to sit in your lap or on your while ranting about her day or any details that happened anywhere shes gone.
Casually says some of the most dirtiest jokes around you. Wide vocabulary to words that describe ur body.
Wears your closet whenever and wherever she can. Your clothes are genuinely comfy man. Rocking the duo of a top of yours + some boxers.
Likes kissing some of your stuff with lipstick, especially you^^
Laughed so hard when you hit your head pn a ceiling fan. Had to think about what just happened while catching her breath.
Eventually just decided that spooning was a good cuddling position since her bed was to small for you, and no one wants their dogs poking out.
Absolutley loving forehead kisses. Aswell as standing on your shoes so she can give you a sweet kiss.
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Aurora
Adores hour height.
Likes the dynamic you have: One of the tallest in the band, and shes the shortest / one of the shortest in the band! (I forgot.)
Big on physical touch. Holding hands, having you lift her up so she can kiss and hug you, resting your head on the top of hers, subtle hand on her waist, tail wrapped around her, she’s living the dream for it.
Dance with her. Twirl her around, keep her close, lift her up, she loves to dance with you ^^
Not ashamed to say she likes when you’re completely huddled around her like a protective blanket. She is in love it.
Gets flustered whenever you lean / tower over you. Awkwardly staring back up at you with widest of eyes.
Likes to have you carry her around while you walk around area to area. Pretends to sleep sometimes so you’ll carry her back to bed.
Whether you wear her marks or its the other way around she feels automatically prideful.
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Mist
Stares at you but is not willing enough to crane her neck every single time she wants to look at you. “Bend over.” Doest realize how that sounds.
Tends to lower you down to her height so she can talk to your or give you a small kiss.
Whenever she feels you behind her, whether you’re looking over her or at her she’ll look up at you with a confused look.
Loosing self respect if you lean on anything and look down at her. Now she means BEND OVER.
Calls you legs or lurch. If you rest your elbow on her head or shoulder she’s immediately throwing it out there. “Alright legs, we got many surfaces but I am not one them.”
Lowkey chill about it though. She almost gets a portable elevator for whenever she needs something.
The third musketeer who likes you as a pillow. It’s just comfortable that she can come back and lay her head down on you.
Likes when you wrap your arms and tail around her, laying your head on her chest. From your height and size she feels safe.
Can we get the ghouls (and copia if ur up for it) comforting reader after a nasty panic attack? 🥺
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OFC<33 tysm 4 requesting!
Ghouls+Copia x gn reader, comforting after panic attack
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Alpha:
Waits for you to be in a content state of mind before trying to comfort you more.
Runs his hand along your back to try and ease the feeling of stress and panic that clouded your mind.
Tries to cheer you up with things you’d normally enjoy.
If it calms you down he’d be more than happy to lay across you and be warm you up like a heating pad.
Wipes the remaining tears from your face with his thumbs as he comforts you with words, tail gently wrapped around your thigh to keep him close to you.
Tells you to focus on your breathing and to keep it slow and steady.
Tries to put your mind at ease, assuring you that everything is alright and whatever had caused your panic attack had died down.
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Omega:
Focuses on making sure that you’re ready to talk or still need a few minutes to sit there and try to relax.
Asks if your feeling better and if there’s anything you need from him, will hand you a cup of water. It’s just mandatory to him.
Instructs you to take in deep breaths. Demonstrating it with your to try and calm your mind.
Once your in a secluded area he’ll try to comfort you more. Physical touch, words of affirmation, acts of service, you name it he’ll do it to help.
Huddling around you to give you a feeling of safety and / or comfort. Letting you know he’s there for you.
Will ask why or what the reason was for your panic attack but if you do not want to answer that question he won’t pry it out of you.
If you’re still a bit shaken up he’ll give you a small massage to comfort you if you’re feeling tense. <3
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Ifrit:
Tries to cheer you up with small jokes but will comfort you and be serious if needed. Softly rubs your wrists while hold your hand.
Warms your hand with his, just a nice feeling in hopes that’ll make you feel much better than the previous panic attack you had endured.
Pulls you towards him, and gives you a gentle hug while rubbing up and down your back before placing a gentle kiss on your shoulder.
If you want to talk to him about he’ll gladly listen to you.
Wants you to lay down and maybe even nap to relax but if you don’t want to he’ll stay with you until you feel better.
Brings you a warm drink or snack to help calm your mind down from sudden state of fright.
If the place you’re in isn’t as quiet as needed he’ll stay with you while moving to a better secluded area like your or his room.
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Zephyr:
Pampers you completely. Water, food, blankets, pillows, massages, cuddling, music, movies, talking, he’s up for it all.
Huddles close and whispers sweet things into your ear with his tail wrapped snug around your leg.
Runs his fingers through your hair or peppers soft kisses on your face or jaw.
Traces small hearts and shapes on your thigh or skin to try and relax your senses with his touch.
If everything feels loud or you need something he’ll be glad to give you headphones or ear plugs.
He’ll comfort and hold you while you cry if you’re still tense about what happened.
Tries to help you focus and get what you need, necessities, or anything that’ll help you feel more comfortable.
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Rain:
Wipes away the tears from your face with his thumb. Gently holding your face in his hands.
Offers a warm bath with calming accessories to add on: Candles, bath salts, or flowers from the garden.
Once your bath is complete he’ll help you dry off with a soft towel before handing you some comfortably loose and warm clothes.
Wants you to feel safe and placid before he tries to ask what’s wrong. Validates your feeling of fright or panic, letting you know that it’s alright to be scared or afraid.
Listens to you with patience. Staying quiet to hear you word for word. Humming out small answers to have you know he understands.
Focuses on what your body might need or how you feel. Giving you a glass of water and a snack to try and remove the feeling of fear from your mind.
Puts on relaxing music or nature noises like rain, birds chirping, thunder, wind, the ocean, you name it and he’ll find something for that.
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Phantom:
Hands you headphones to use for your own relaxation, especially if you think that what’s around you is overwhelming.
Hums a small tune while gathering things around that he can. Grabbing at pillows, blankets, fluffy and soft things, and a baggy shirt or sweatshirt if you’d like.
Makes sure that no one else is there to disturb you two when you’ve finally been situated in a hoard of blankets and pillows making some sort of fortress.
Lays on over you with his hands snaked around your waist, resting his head onto your stomach.
Asks what’s wrong or if you’d like to talk about what had happened to trigger the panic attack in the first place.
While you talk to him he huddled as close as possible he can to you. Rubbing your back with one of his hands.
Best thing he can do is try and relax you into a nice and comfortable sleep. Or spend time with you until you feel better to be on your own.
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Mountain:
Pulls you into his arms leaving your feet off the ground as he try’s to find a place you feel most safe. Whether it’s outside or a comfortable spot in your room he’ll bring you there so it’s just you and him.
Once you’re in that certain space he’ll sit you down, and sit down next you. Than he’ll start to ask questions.
As you go on when you’re finished he’ll try and calm you down with counting, deep breathing, thinking about something to sooth yourself.
He’ll speak in a quiet and gentle tone. Not raising his voice or anything sharp in his voice to make sure not to startle you. Especially after something like that.
Gently moves his hands to your backside, trailing up and gently massaging nape of your neck or shoulders.
Wonders if there’s anything you’d like to help. If you say yes, he’ll keep you with him. Close to his side as he finds whatever item you’d like. He doesn’t want to leave you alone.
If you’d like to take a nap or go to sleep he’ll wrap you up in a blanket burrito style and spoon you from behind.
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Sodo/Dew:
Sits down with you until you feel like you’re ready to talk to him. Has you focus on your breathing and thoughts.
Let’s you hold his hand and squeeze as hard as you need to, even if it hurts a bit it’s alright to him. Rubs his thumb over your hand.
Assures you that everything is alright and that nothing is going to happen. Comforts you with his words and touch, both being soft.
Wants to know what you were afraid of. But, if you don’t want to answer the question he’ll give you space before asking after a few long minutes to compose urself.
Warms your hands with his. Cradles your face to warm you up to.
If you feel tired after your panic attack he’ll lead you to his room and lay down with you. Wrapping his arms around you so your kept warm throughout the time being.
Mumbles sweet words of affirmation in your ear or against your neck whether your sleeping or not.
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Swiss:
Once he has you in his arms he won’t let go of you. His arms wrapped around you in a protective manner as his head rests on your shoulder.
His hand combs through your hair, while his other rubs your back up and down steadily to try and stop your trembling.
Whispers to you that your safe. Holding your head against his chest, staying close to you making sure there’s nothing to harm you.
Presses one of his hands against your chest to feel your heartbeat, mumbling that you need to slow it down with deep breaths or to concentrate with what’s around you.
One you start a mechanism to relax he’ll encourage you on with small whispers of praise. Telling you to keep going, assuring you you’re doing great, still keeping your body close to him.
Moves the hair out of your face so he can see you and your eyes more clearly. He wants to understand what you’re feeling through any facial expression that you display.
Stays with you for the rest of the day/night keeping himself close to you even when you’re walking.
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Aether:
Understands what you need. Keeps his distance but doesn’t leave you. After a state of fear and panic all together he knows that being touched isn’t on everyone’s bucket list.
Asks before he touches you, wanting your permission and a confirmed answer to make sure he doesn’t startle you anymore.
If you say yes: He’ll nod and wrap his tail around your leg before scooting closer to you. If you say no: He’ll understand than try to have you concentrate on his voice.
Asks what you hear and feel around you. Asking questions every few minutes so it’s you don’t feel overwhelmed.
Offers to take a walk with you, do something you like, lay down with you, sit down, or stay where you are and let you calm down.
Gets you a cup of water or a wanted drink for your dry throat or to comfort the emotion of terror.
Goes wherever you’d like to go and relax. Watching a movie or sitting in silence together huddled up close to one another.
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Copia:
Has a small checklist in his mind for when this happens. Invites you to his room, so you’re in a quiet area, or less populated.
Asks how you feel while he lights a candle or grabs a few pillows and blankets for your own comfort. To calm your senses down.
Has you sit down or lay down on his bed, and asks what you see or observe to soothe your worries. Wants you to concentrate on all that’s around you. What you feel, hear, smell, see, what moves and what doesn’t.
While he organizes and tidy ups his room he’ll ask you questions. His attention on your bud his hands and body move on their own to have the room more clean, easier to breathe in.
As you talk he’ll nod and hum and talk to you. He’s listening and he’ll have a conversation with you if that’s what you’d like.
Once he’s finished he’ll sit down on the bed with you and give you a small hug or whatever more you could need.
Anything and everything you need and he’ll give it to you. Clothes, blankets, pillows, food, drinks, sleep, rest, time alone, him, use your words and he understands.
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I APOLOGIZE FOR HOW LONG THIS TOOK. I forgot how many Ghouls I wrote… But I hope you like this <3
Ifrit x male reader for the promt list idc what one it is
❆˚｡⋆୨୧˚ yule morning ˚୨୧⋆｡˚❆
pairing: ifrit x male!reader
warnings: none
a/n: my wish fs except my building doesn't allow animals :((((
pic from pinterest
“Hold on, stay right here. I’ll be right back, darling, your gift just had to be kept somewhere else.” I promised Ifrit, stepping out of the room on Yule morning.
I was wrapped up in a robe and almost trembling with nerves. This gift I had planned for him was a serious decision, but I didn’t want to ruin the surprise by asking him about it. If everything went badly, then there was a back-up. I just hoped he really did appreciate it and enjoy the gift I got him. But I did have to go retrieve it first.
The whole Ministry was alight, literally with strings of lights and figuratively with the spirit of the winter holidays bringing excitement amongst everyone residing within its walls. All the Siblings’ children and ghouls’ kits were tasked with decorating every hall of the space early in the month, so all their work remained fixed over the walls or windows. Alpha’s kits were particularly gifted with drawing and used special paints to draw murals of snowmen or a festive Baphomet over the larger (clear) windows.
Cutout snowflakes spun slowly on strings stuck up onto the ceilings of hallways. Fake snow was quilted over corners of the wider spaces. An elf on the shelf toy wreaked havoc amongst the ghouls after someone placed it in their common room. Warm smells of hot chocolate or cinnamon buns wafted through the air from behind closed doors. I needed to find Cumulus: the gift was stashed in her room until this moment.
She had been more than happy to help, insisting that Ifrit would appreciate it but she'd ensure that it'd be safe and kept secret until the morning of Yule.
It was a bit of an awkward and unplanned slipping away for me, even though I knew I'd have to pick up the gift. At least the suspense would build u for him and he'd have time just to focus on wondering what I got for him. He didn't even get a hint about this gift because I thought he might figure out what it was. His other gifts were more personal things or things that would help him be more comfortable while on tour.
I knocked on Cumulus’ door and rushed inside as soon as she opened it, greeted by her cheerful grin. She had me stay by the door so I wouldn't keep Ifrit waiting, retrieving the gift delicately and handing it to me. Cumulus encouraged me and pressed a kiss to my temple, each of us wishing the other a merry Yule.
Cirrus gave me a brief wave from behind, her face buried in a mug of steaming coffee as her dark hair draped in a curtain over her shoulders. I shuffled away, hurrying to get back to Ifrit and hoping no one would see the gift before he did. Cradling the gift in one arm, I reopened our door and tried hiding it behind my back as I slowly crept over to where Ifrit was sitting on the floor.
“Oh, you're back. Can't imagine what you got me that had to be hidden somewhere else. Or did you really think I'd find it early?” Ifrit teased.
“No, it's not that. It's just… well, here it is. Couldn't keep it in here.” I answered, revealing his gift from behind my back and outstretching it to him.
His eyes went wide and he delicately took it in his arms, his expression reflecting awe as he peeked down at the sweet creature he was cradling.
It was a small kitten with a fiery red ribbon around its neck. I was lucky enough to adopt one that resembled him a bit: black fur with splotches of a reddish-brown and warm brown eyes. The kitten pressed a soft paw to Ifrit's chest and sniffed him quietly as its round eyes peered up at his face. He gently stroked its back with his claws, a delicately adoring smile over his lips.
“I… can understand why you… had to hide the little guy, or girl… somewhere else…” He spoke, half-distracted still as he stared at the kitten.
“Girl. You can pick her name. I had her stay with Cumulus for the last week but stopped in to take care of her. She was happy to see another kitty, you know she and Cirrus have a bunch together.”
He chuckled, “Of course.”
“I know it's a big surprise, but you seem happy about it. I just remembered that time you found the stray cat out in the gardens and you took care of it until Primo insisted he would take the old guy out of your hands to help him scare off rodents in the garden.”
“Yeah, I remember that. Parsnip the orange cat.” Ifrit laughed. “But I love her and that I can have her all to myself. And you, of course.”
I sat down beside him and pet the kitten’s head, “Any ideas what you wanna name her?”
He shook his head, “I'll have to think about it when I see more of her personality. But you’ve made me the happiest ghoul, on Earth or in the Pits. Thank you, love.”
“You make me a happy man, I only wanted to return the favor with something I thought you'd like.”
Ifrit leaned over, pressing a kiss to my lips in gratitude and scooting closer so the kitten could lay down over our laps. She flexed her paws a bit and purred as Ifrit pet down her back, her brown eyes slowly closing until she fell asleep. He scratched behind her ears and carefully traced the soft black pads of her tiny paws. Later, he decided to consult the cat experts Primo and Cumulus for advice on a name for her.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — ❤︎ stuck in a log cabin with an old enemy, except ifrit’s been feeling extra lonely this christmas
pairing: ifrit ghoul x gn!ghoul!reader
a/n: ifrit is so hot and i want his dick inside of me rn
cw: nsfw content. hate sex. rough sex. penetration. dubcon (?). spanking. hair pulling. exes fucking each other. intense sexual tension
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“i’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll be begging to have me back. and you’re going to fucking like it.” —❤︎
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“can’t believe i’m stuck here with you, of all ghouls.”
“oh really? how do you think i feel!? it’s certainly not a ray of sunshine to be around you too!”
the two ghouls glared at each other, the tension between them palpable. you couldn’t believe it, out of all of the damn infernals that walked the topside, it had to be him.
you wanted to rent yourself out a little log cabin for christmas, to get away from the city and have some time to yourself. however, upon renting the cabin, you realized that both you and your ex-boyfriend got rented into the same, private log cabin on accident.
just great.
you’d never thought you’d see ifrit again, but here we are.
the fire ghoul only eyes you up and down, before rolling his eyes and throwing his suitcase to the side. both of you were unglamoured, showing off your demonic traits to the world. ifrit let out a snarl and gripped a chunk of his hair as he tried to calm himself down, but the very sight of you just agitated him.
“why can’t you just go get a different cabin? it’s clear we’re both supposed to have our own.” ifrit asked, but the tone in his voice was clearly agitated, which in turn only made you more upset.
“hell no. i’ve waited far too long for a cabin like this one. and i’m not about to let some pansy take it away from me.” you chided, referring to ifrit as the pansy.
that comment only made his tail swish in annoyance. ifrit huffed, smoky embers of frustration emitting from his mouth.
“well isn’t this just great! i’m stuck in a log cabin with the most obnoxious and overbearing ghoul there was to ever walk the earth!” ifrit complained, showing that he definitely wasn’t excited to be sharing a cabin with you.
your tail stiffened from annoyance, and you turned around to punch ifrit in the shoulder, making him yelp and cling onto the spot where you had punched him.
“well geez it’s not like you were any better to be around! oh and how i wonder why i broke up with an arrogant prick like you.” you insulted, clearly trying to get under ifrit’s skin.
and it was working alright.
ifrit just snarled and rammed onto your shoulder with his head, his horns poking at your shoulder blade, making you screech and hold onto your arm, rubbing it to try and soothe the pain.
“arrogant prick?” the fire ghoul repeated, a bitter and dry chuckle escaping his lips before he threw a few jabs himself. “i know damn well i’m not hearing this from crybaby over here.”
you narrowed your eyes at him, pupils dilating like a cat’s.
“who the hell are you calling crybaby, asshole?!”
“who do you think, genius? or do you have to repeat elementary school because you’re too stupid to understand?”
the arguing eventually escalated to a point where you and your ex were locking horns like two goats, both trying to push each other and make the other loose balance. the fight was… kind of pathetic to be honest. both of you were too stubborn to back down, baring your fangs and growling like rabid animals as you both fought. eventually, both of you got tired and collapsed on the singular bed, chests heaving as you both panted heavily.
ifrit was the first to turn over and face you, and both of you shared a brief glare.
“fuck you.” is all he could utter out.
and you just nodded.
“right back at ya.”
neither of you didn’t say anything for a moment. what were the odds of two ghouls wanting to go to a winter vacation home and accidentally ending up in the same cabin? slim chances alright, but it just so happened that you and ifrit got those unlucky chances.
the fire ghoul groaned and looked up at the ceiling, just starting to realize how petty and pathetic your guy’s fight was.
“what the hell are we even doing?” he sighed out. “we broke up, and are fighting like children over something so petty and fixable.
“i can’t believe i’m saying this, but i actually agree with you for once.” you panted out, agreeing with your ex. that’s probably the only thing you’ll ever agree on in a while.
the two of you sat in silence on the bed for a moment, not bothering to look at each other. it was quiet for a good while, but you both could tell that there was still some unresolved tension between the two of you.
suddenly, ifrit shifted his body, and slowly moved to climb on top of you, quickly grabbing your wrists and pinning you down to the bed. your eyes widened in shock, and you were about to say something, but ifrit shushed you by putting the spade of his tail against your mouth.
“shut up.” he spoke, still clearly aggravated and having some pent up energy within him. “i need a release.”
you already had a feeling where this was going, but you needed to hear the words from ifrit himself.
“so… what are you going to do?” you asked in anticipation.
ifrit just leaned down and growled in your ear, his claws tightening around your wrists.
“i’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll be begging to have me back. and you’re going to fucking like it.”
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how did you end up like this again?
the bed was rocking heavily against the wall, with you and your ex being the cause of it. bent over doggy style with your ass in the air, you were moaning loudly and whorishly while ifrit pounded into you hard from behind, groaning and grunting in the process.
one of his hands was gripping the base of your wagging tail harshly, while the other grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled your head back, making you cry out in pure pleasure while ifrit’s fat, hard cock stretched out your hole in a needy way. you almost forgotten how good ifrit fucks, and he was just proving it to you over and over again with how hard he was fucking you right now.
“fuck yes.” he moaned through gritted teeth, stroking the base of your tail while his dick hit all the right spots inside of you.
“take it, y/n. take it all like the good cumdump you are.” he smirked, his thrusts becoming more quick and fast as he went to town on you.
you just sat there and took everything he was giving you. your claws gripped the sheets so tightly you swore you were going to rip them off the mattress. ifrit felt so good inside of you, it was way too familiar.
“f-fuck!! ahh! s-slow down, asshole!” you tried to warn, but your voice sounded way too needy, and that turned on ifrit even more.
“you can take it, y/n.” he grunted, pulling you closer as he thrusted harder. “you’ve always been able to.”
those words just sent you over the edge, making you moan loudly and your hole grip onto his cock more tightly as his thrusts got more erratic.
more. more. more. you needed more of him.
ifrit didn’t even know what sparked inside of him for him to just randomly decide to fuck his ex on the spot. maybe there was that sense of longing that desperately itched his brain. the need to have someone, a mate that he could love again. the breakup with you was messy, and yet he found himself so infatuated with you. yet, he hated you so much at the same time.
the conflicting emotions turned him on so much.
he just had to have you. one, last, time.
“c’mon, y/n. feel it all, feel my cock inside of your slutty hole.” he panted out, his movements getting quicker, thrusting into you deeply while he relished the sounds of your desperate moans.
“feel it stretch you good. you fucking slut.”
his hand slowly let go of the base of your tail, and moved down to spank your rear hard, making you squeak and squirm around as you took all of the sensations at once. ifrit spanked you liked you were the worse thing to walk this planet, and he truly felt like you were for the moment. but, he still found you so strikingly hot. his spankings only matched in time with each thrust, and the spanks got harder and harder while you were getting closer and closer.
you were in a state of pleasure and pain. his thrusts were so hard it hurt, but they felt so damn good at the same time.
“oh yes that’s it, y/n.”
smack.
“you’re doing so good, taking me so well.”
smack.
“i bet you wanted this the entire time, right? you just wanted to fuck your ex, huh?”
smack.
“say it, say you wanted to fuck me the entire time.
smack. oh it was so painful against your rear, but it felt so fucking good. ifrit was definitely projecting onto you now, but you were too deep in a lustful trance to care.
“y-yes! yes i-i wanted you the entire time!” you cried out, and you meant every word of it, even if you hated speaking it. “i-i wanted you so bad! y-your cock in my hole! a-ahhh!”
“ahh there we fucking go. music to my fucking ears.” ifrit grunted out, feeling himself getting closer as he thrusted into you.
“fuck y/n. i’m gonna cum.” he warned, and you nodded.
“m-me too! fuck i wanna cum so bad!” you cried out.
it wasn’t long, but after a few more thrusts, ifrit’s thick, hot seed spilled into your hole as your ex emptied himself. you followed soon behind afterwards, cum spurring everywhere, making a mess on your body and the sheets.
you both slumped against the bed, and ifrit laid on top of you.
he just snickered, and pulled your hair up, looking at your pathetic, fucked our face while you whimpered. tears of both pleasure and pain stained your cheeks, and you looked so defeated. ifrit knew it all too well.
ifrit just snarled in your face and licked your earlobe, before speaking.
a/n: my dog is now snoring to the same movie dw he isn't scared
pic from pinterest
Ifrit sniffed at the air, noticing a different kind of scent to it coming from the direction of his new favorite Sister's room. He followed it, his tail starting to react to the scent too. It was definitely musky, mixed with something like a bonfire smoke smell and an overpowering hit of her natural scent.
His nose twitched, breathing in the air in large huffs and feeling the scent start to make him dizzy. As he walked through her room, his steps started to stumble and a wave of heat crashed downward through his body. The molten-like heat settled under his navel and his ears lowered at the subdued state he was going into.
Ifrit's eyes shut as he soaked in the way the increasingly intense scent made him feel internally. He followed the scent right up to his favorite Sister, his arms coming around her as she stood in front of the bathroom counter. She chuckled at his affectionate greeting and turned around to greet him with a sticky kiss.
“What do I owe this surprise to?” She asked, her eyes lidded as she looked him over with a familiar kind of interest.
“Just got this feeling.” He answered vaguely, brushing his nose against her neck and taking a deeper drag of her scent.
He hummed as a stronger dizziness washed over him, nuzzling into her neck while she reached a hand to fondly scratch at the back of his head. Ifrit couldn’t help letting his tongue lap up the side of her neck as a familiar heated, aching feeling kicked in. The Sister reached her hand higher up, raking through his dark hair to give a light stroke to his horns.
A shiver ran through him and he realized her changed scent had catalyzed his rut.
“You feeling okay, honey?” She teased, running her thumb along the inner curve of his ridged horn.
“Mhmm…” He hummed, his eyes just barely opening to look at her prideful expression. “Jus’ your scent, caught my attention… got me in a rut.”
“A rut, huh? What a coincidence…”
“Hmm?”
“I’ve got a bit of a human version of that going on. We have hormone cycles too, just not nearly as intense as the ghoul’s cycles.”
His brows raised as his arms came around her tighter, “Is that so? Well, maybe we can come to a mutually-beneficial solution to this issue we’re both dealing with, huh?”
“Oh yeah? You’ve got an idea?”
His large hand rested over the curve of her ass and squeezed gently, “Yeah, I’ve got an idea.”
“Why don’t you show me, honey?”
A low chuckle sounded in the base of his throat just before he lifted her from where she stood and set her down over her bed, seating himself at the foot of her bed momentarily. As she reclined back and reached a hand for him, Ifrit moved on his hands and knees towards her to hover over her frame.
The Sister ran a hand down his chest and under the hem of his untucked uniform shirt. A low growly noise came out of him as his hands flew to tug her uniform off, his lips latching onto the space between her collar bones and pressing kisses over her bared skin.
She massaged her fingers through his hair, her torso and hips arching upward against his touch. His hands shifted lower to her hips, holding them down against the bed as he continued his descending path along her torso. Ifrit brought his lips to the inside of her thighs, nudging his nose against the sensitive skin and planting small kisses higher up them until he reached her core.
The plushness of his lips latched around her as his hands pulled her outer lips out of the way, sucking over her core. He smiled to himself and felt his hips buck instinctively as she whimpered, her hips unable to stay down in place. She called Ifrit’s name in the sweetest tone, coming closer to the edge.
It only made him try harder at getting her off, flicking his tongue gently over her clit or easing a pair of fingers through her entrance. Her hips bucked up towards his mouth, jerking unevenly with a faint cry falling from her lips. The Sister’s head tipped back over her pillow as his tongue lapped up everything he could reach.
He only went still when she spoke up in an exerted voice: “Ifrit?”
“Yes, love?”
“I nee- can you, please, fill me?”
“I’m about to, love.” He chuckled.
“Not like that.” She breathed. “You know what I mean. Please?”
He felt his cock kick at her words, “Mmhm, yeah, I- you need it, love?”
“I need it. You need it too." She spoke, her eyes batting up at him as though he needed convincing.
“And you’re just going to take it all for me?”
“I can take it all. Please, Ifrit, give me your knot.”
He hissed like he’d been burned at her plea, his pants strained painfully over his bulge.
Ifrit felt heat run through him, making his hands tremble as they unbuckled his belt and tugged the tight material of his uniform trousers off his legs. The Sister leaned up to help pull the clothes off the top part of his body, her nails digging into his chest as she squeezed it with her hands.
He chuckled but found the effects of his rut starting to take a deeper root in him, making his desperation grow past any notion of patience.
“Are you ready, love?" He asked, his hand gripping at his aching length as he knelt between her parted legs.
"I've been ready for you to knot me since this morning, I touched myself thinking about it. Don't make me wait any longer, honey…"
The Sister laid back and hooked her legs around his hips to prove her point, forcing him in closer. Ifrit's head leaned back, trying to hold himself back from going too fast or too hard all at once because of the way she was provoking him. He forced himself to go as slow as he possibly could, his body on fire from how close he was to getting what it was aching for.
As the ghoul managed to sheathe his length halfway within her, his muscles started to tremble from forcing his restraint. Sweat dripped down from his brow.
“You don’t have to be so gentle.” She coaxed him, her hand reaching up to cradle his strong jaw.
Her permission triggered the other side to take over his body and mind, taking exactly what he needed from the willing Sister. His eyes shut tight and his fangs elongated in his mouth, the sounds her body and voice made being the only things he really registered outside of himself. Ifrit just couldn’t control it, the mixture between his own rut and her irresistible scent was too much for his demonic nature to ignore.
Only when he felt his knot swell did he come to a stuttering stop, taking all his strength to make himself pause and ask the Sister if she was alright: “C-Can I keep going?”
“Please don’t stop.” She breathed out, her voice as gone as his was.
“I’ll count down for you so you can cum right when I push in my knot, okay?”
“Mhm.” She whimpered, her white-knuckled hands gripping at the sheets.
His teeth grit tightly as he started to count: “You’ve been so good for me, love… ah, just take this one last part for me in three…”
His hips pushed forward, the knot nudging at her core.
“Almost there, love, you can do it… two…”
Ifrit rutted his hips forward again, the initial swell of the knot just barely pushing through her entrance.
“Just a little more… one…”
He trembled as he struggled to push it further into her and let out a ragged breath.
“Ready, love? Here it is…”
The knot went in gradually then popped in all the way, stretching her entrance and her inner walls as the final wave crashed over her. Her senses were overwhelmed, too stimulated to take anything else in and remained hazy. She only felt a liquid heat running through the entirety of her body and Ifrit’s hands weighing over her hips.
Slowly, her eyes opened and she met gazes with Ifrit’s dilated eyes.
“Can we go again?” The Sister asked, her voice labored.
