My beloved Milk. I am so sorry this took me two months to write. Thank you very much for letting me borrow Scallop for this prompt. <3
One More Time for Mama
Summary: Lesbian sex between Vee and her injured water ghoul.
Warnings/content: Scary claws used responsibly, mommy-kink, allusions to a toxic relationship, smeared makeup, cunnilingus, fingering, tdick penetration (described as both a clitoris and penis), ghoul anatomy, vampire Perpetua.
Scallop is bigender and uses he/they/she pronouns-- reverse-strawberry-milk's OC. Vee/Perpetua is trans masc/bigender and uses she/her pronouns-- based on my own portrayal/headcanons.
Parody art by milk ( @milk-sketchy )
W/c: 3400k
Vee’s gaze bores into Scallop, making the ghoul want to curl into a tiny speck.
They really fucked up this time.
Vee tuts, running a claw over the cast. “Must you always worry your Mama this way?”
Scallop is busy tracking the movement of claws over his injured leg, taking moments to process Vee’s chiding. “‘Mama’?”
“Am I wrong? That you act out and put yourself in harm's way for me to mother you?”
A flush spreads across Scallop’s face, and she feels her ears burn.
Vee chuckles tenderly, leaning forward in her chair, closer to where Scallop lies in bed. “It’s okay, Pearl,” she says softly in her tenor voice. “It’s okay to need your Mama…” She brushes her cold lips against the side of Scallop’s hot jaw. Scallop shivers.
“Do you, Pearl?” Vee asks.
“Do I what?” Scallop asks back lamely, trying to breathe normally despite Vee’s proximity.
“Do you need your Mama?”
Thump!
Scallop’s tail, the traitor, begins flicking slowly and heavily against her mattress, completely giving the jig up: Vee is turning her on.
Not directly acknowledging the reaction, Vee continues to lightly pepper kisses along Scallop’s face, their neck.
“I won’t punish you this time, Pearl,” she says, petting along Scallop’s hip. “I think you’ve learned your lesson.”
All too right. The boredom alone is enough to drive him to tears. There will be no more spinning chair fiascos.
But Vee’s response is making Scallop want to do it all over again.
“You’re right, lesson learned,” says Scallop, her eyes fluttering shut at the cool, soothing breath against her gills. “... Mama,” she whispers.
A firm kiss against their neck. Claws lightly dig into their thigh.
“Yes, my ghoul?” she asks sweetly.
“I do need you,” he confesses, still shivering against her touch.
“You only needed to say so,” says Vee, rising from the chair, her claws lightly dragging across Scallop’s body as she stands over her in the bed.
Scallop watches, mind going hazy as black, satin garments fall to the floor, revealing Vee’s pale, cadaverous skin. Pink and grey scars are etched across her body– evidence that she was once human. The sharp, predatory smile under the chrome mask reminds Scallop that Vee is more of a ghoul than they are. It frightens them sometimes.
The slow, spider-like movements would intimate Scallop right now if he wasn’t so taken by Vee’s sublime, grotesque beauty. She’s now down to her panties and crawls into bed with Scallop.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
“No better than an excited puppy,” she says as she straddles Scallop, careful not to put any weight on her bad leg. Scallop’s tail is flicking wildly as Vee settles in between her legs.
“Sorry,” they say, sheepishly.
“What are you apologizing for? I want to see you excited.” Vee nuzzles him. Scallop lets himself pretend that it’s not saccharine– that Vee cares because she really loves him. He sighs, and Vee traces a claw over Scallop’s lower lip. “Open up for Mama.”
Vee’s fingers taste bitter, like strong coffee. She starts with two, and Scallop dutifully sucks on them, wincing a little when those sharp claws brush against her throat. By the time the third finger enters, her eyes are tearing and she’s gagging. Drool trickles down both her cheeks, and all she sees in her blurred vision is Vee’s mild fascination. Her eyes roll back when she feels Vee’s knee press against her cunt, making her drool more before she starts aspirating on her own spit. Vee rapidly pulls her fingers out to help Scallop sit up.
“Oh, Pearl. Did Mama hurt you? You poor thing.” Vee holds Scallop as the coughing fit subsides.
Scallop wraps their arms around Vee, pressing their face into her neck. “No, Mama. I’m okay.” Vee sighs and tilts Scallop’s chin up.
“My sweet ghoul,” she says, pressing their lips together. They’re like this for a while, kissing with Mama only slightly pressing herself against Scallop. As he tangles his webbed fingers into the curls at the nape of her neck, he wonders if maybe there is something between the two of them. Maybe they’re good for each other after all. He gets overwhelmed by the thought. Wet, and aching, and dangerously hopeful. He makes a noise that feels pained, but not because of his leg.
“What’s wrong?” Mama asks, breaking their seal just enough to speak against Scallop’s lips.
Their voice gets caught in their throat. There’s too much wrong. Vee is controlling and obsessive. Vee has hurt them numerous times. Vee is their best friend. Vee would do anything for them. Vee will show up at the clinic just to tell them about something stupid she saw on TV. There’s too much right. Scallop loves her.
“Just missed you,” they manage to say at last.
Vee lightly traces a thumb over Scallop’s collarbone, the sharp nail grazes her skin, tickling and soothing all at once. “I did too. Do you have any idea what you do to me?”
Scallop swallows. Vee snatches one of his wrists, guiding it down and down until the pads of his fingers are met with soaked cotton.
“You can barely touch me, and yet you’ve already ruined my panties.” Scallop immediately presses against Vee, rolling their fingers over her clit. “Mm~. You fiend. You have no remorse, do you?” There is the slightest edge of desperation in Vee’s voice– barely a sigh. Scallop chases it, feeling their lover’s clit engorge to the point where they are now able to stroke Vee through her panties.
“None at all, Mama,” says Scallop, trying to keep her voice even as Vee rolls her hips against her hand, fully hard.
“You are an imp,” says Vee, placing her elbows on either side of Scallop’s head. Her pupil is swallowing the green of her good eye and Scallop tilts her head up, kissing her weakly.
“Ghoul, Mama. I’m a ghoul.”
Vee responds by kissing Scallop with intent, pressing him back against his pillow; her cool, plush lips brush against Scallop’s lower lip before he feels those sharp canines poke. As Vee’s velvet tongue forces its way in Scallop’s mouth, her claws begin to slide in between Scallop’s thighs. He feels her prod and squeeze at the weight he’s put on, and she hums approvingly into his mouth. After an age, she slips under his shorts, finding that heat, teasing up and down his slit. The chill from her fingertips is a shock down there. He gasps at her touch. He didn’t realise–
“How wet you are for me, Pearl…” Vee states in wonder, pulling from Scallop’s mouth. Scallop’s jaw hangs open as Vee teases them, gently massaging their clit, teasing their hole. Their moans turn into whimpers as those sharp claws threaten to slip in. “Do you want Mommy’s fingers in you, Pearl?” Scallop jerks their head to the side, whining and tearing their pillowcase with their horns. Damn it!
“Hmm? Use your words, my dear.”
“Y-yeah,” she utters, choking on her own moans.
Vee makes a disapproving tut. “Darling, you and I both know that won’t do.”
Scallop turns his head to face Vee again, making the tear in the pillowcase bigger, but he’s unable to care at this point. Vee is all over him, caging him; her curved mouth is parted, and her fangs glisten. He doesn’t think he can want her any more than he does right now. He’s desperate, and he can barely find the words to speak. Barely.
“Please, Mommy, I want your fingers inside me.”
That curved mouth curls even more into a threatening smile that’s all teeth and lust and hunger.
“Anything for you, my ghoul.”
Scallop almost sobs when Vee backs away completely. The protest isn’t lost on Vee, and she coos at her at the foot of the bed. “You’re okay, sweetheart. Let’s get these off you.” She reaches for Scallop’s waistband and slowly slides the ruined shorts down her legs, mindful of her cast. Tossing them aside, she focuses her gaze between her legs. Her eyes look black beneath her mask, and Scallop squirms as Vee stares down at her, half-afraid she’ll pin her like an insect. Gently, she pries her legs open, exposing Scallop to the cool air of her room.
“Mm~. My sweet ghoul,” Vee breathes, bringing two of her fingers to her tongue before pressing them to Scallop’s clit. They hiss and clench their jaw, trying to keep from moving too much under Vee’s frigid, yet searing touch. “Been too long since I’ve taken care of you.” She sucks her teeth, dipping her middle finger shallowly into Scallop’s folds. They can feel the light scrape of her claw as she flicks up and down, up and down.
“Mama…” It’s a whispered whine, only just squeezing itself from Scallop’s tightened throat.
“Yes…Baby~,” comes Vee’s sweet voice; the only sound in the world he wants to hear. “Mommy neglected you, didn't she? You felt so lonely without me– so helpless…” A second claw. Both must be knuckle-deep. The pain is sweet, drawing all attention from his injury. He tries not to buck his hips and get himself cut. Focusing is hard. He watches Vee watching her fingers slide and twist in and out of his pussy with clinical fascination. He can feel his slick start to coat and collect further down. The pressure is being soothed and exacerbated all at once. The only sounds he can hear are Vee’s wet fingers, and his own increasingly desperate pants.
“More, Mommy. More.”
“More?”
“Please…”
A low moan from Vee, and she’s popping out her slick fingers. Without breaking eye contact with Scallop, she wraps her plush lips around her fingers, tasting the spoils of her efforts indulgently, then her eyes flutter shut as she moans again, longer, lower still. Scallop whimpers, reaching out for Vee. As she grabs her hips, Vee’s eyes crack open. Tender, love-drunk. “Pearl, you taste so good for your Mama, you know that?” She leans over Scallop, hooking her fingers under the collar of her sleep shirt and popping it open.
“Mm~” she hums, getting an eyeful. Scallop can tell she’s not looking at their tits; rather, she’s eyeing the unfused flesh that leaves a gaping hole down their abdomen. Vee’s fascination with it is relentless and primal. Scallop is anticipating Vee’s next move, and arches their back a little, spreading the gash more. Vee slides her claws up Scallop’s abdomen and begins to cup and knead either of their tits.
“Come on, open up for me more, Pearl.”
He sighs, stretching out his chest, forcing the furrow wider.
“Yes…” Her hands slip down, and she dips her long thumbs into the cavity, running the pads of them along the inside of her chest. It’s only pressure here. As Vee grows bolder and reaches a hand fully inside, Scallop’s breath shortens as her body tries to make sense of the intrusion. The vibration of claws scraping against the inside of her ribs forces her eyes back in bliss. It’s erotic and terrifying all at once feeling those spindly fingers search and poke at her malformed organs. Vee can rip her open to shreds with nothing left to recover if it is her whim.
“Feels so good Mama,” they choke between winces of pain and cries of pleasure.
“Fuck, Pearl,” says Vee, desperation coating her voice. It now dawns on Scallop that she’s been grinding her dick against his mound. There’s so much weight and pressure on him, in him. Somewhere, a million miles away, he hears his bed shaking in its frame, but Vee’s voice, her touch, her everything is right here, all over him.
She pulls her hands out, forcing another whine from Scallop at the lost pressure. Vee hushes her, sliding herself between her legs again. Scallop hadn’t noticed when Vee took off her panties, but her cock is in full view, pink and wet against her dark curls. Scallop presses her lips together in an effort not to whimper, whine, and beg. Her tail beats itself against the mattress once more as Vee teases her cunt.
“Awfully quiet, my dear… You don’t want me, do you?”
Scallop mewls. Vee traces the outside of their folds with her prick.
“Everything Mama does for you, and you don’t want me…”
Scallop screws their eyes shut, letting out a frustrated sob when their clits brush against each other. Vee continues this teasing and snatches one of Scallop’s hands, nipping and sucking at the webbing between each finger.
“Mama,” he gasps.
“Hmm~?” she hums around his thumb.
“Fuck me, please.”
Scallop watches Vee’s eyes roll back, and she pops off his thumb with a wet moan. She holds his hand to her frigid chest, possessive and sweet.
“Again. Ask me again.”
“Mommy?!”
“Mm, yes, darling, what is it?”
“Can you please fuck me?”
“Right now?”
“Right now, Mommy, please! I need your cock!”
“You need it?”
Oh, Satan, her head is brushing against her wet cunt, she can hardly stand it. She digs her claws into Vee’s chest, and Vee growls in turn.
“Huh, Pearl? Did Mama hear you right?”
“Yes, Mommy. I need you, I need you, I need you,” she chants.
Vee makes a noise that Scallop feels rumble in her chest. With her free hand, she lines her dick up with Scallop’s cunt properly. It’s agony. Scallop wants her so much; it must be obvious on their face. Vee looks at them, her expression soft under the cold mask.
“Oh Pearl, I love you… ah~”
Finally, finally, finally she presses what little she can into Scallop’s heat. Her voice is never as pretty as when she’s fucking him. Tiny gasps push past Vee’s lips as Scallop squeezes around her cock. She’s still holding his hand as she rolls into him, never missing her aim despite the wet, slick mess between the two of them. The down from Scallop’s pillow floats around them as Vee rocks into him, pushing his head further into the bed, knocking the headboard against the wall.
“So good for me, angel…” she babbles.
“Mommy… Feels so good, don’t stop.”
“Yes, baby, yes. Wanna feel you come around your mommy’s cock.”
Scallop tries to feel embarrassed, tries to have an ounce of shame, but all she can do is cry out for her as she gets fucked closer and closer to bliss. A cold digit presses hard against her clit, and Vee rolls it under her thumb mercilessly as she fucks her. The tip of her claw scratches and digs into the junction between Scallop’s thigh and hip, making the flesh there raw.
“MOMMY!” she sobs.
“Gonna come for me, baby?
The shape of the word “yes” forms in their mouth, but they’re unable to utter anything coherent as Vee snaps into them harder, sweeter.
“Look at me,” she says gently over Scallop’s whines. He opens his eyes. Vee’s mouth is parted, panting, her fangs peek beneath her smudged lips. “Good baby. Eyes on me when I make you come.”
Mama’s husky moans and intense stare punches Scallop’s hips up as an orgasm rolls through her body. She never breaks eye-contact with her throughout, Vee never stops fucking her as Scallop squeezes around her; she is gripping her thighs, clawing them, as she chases her own release.
“Fuck, yes, baby, you feel perfect around my cock. Perfect, baby…” Those fangs clamp down on her lower lip, and Scallop watches in awe as Vee mewls and falls apart above them.
“Mama… so pretty…”
Vee catches her breath and lowers herself over Scallop, providing a soothing, cool pressure on their chest. She kisses their neck, keeping Scallop in a wordless, placid state. Their head is swirling and drunk on Vee’s touch, smell, voice…
The pinprick of her sharp teeth on his ear. She whispers low: “One more time for mama?”
“Mm?” Scallop has lost the ability to concentrate.
“Know you must taste so good for me right now…” Scallop feels the tickle and pressure of Vee’s kisses down her neck. She makes a detour to suck and nip at her neglected nipples, making ruin of them, and forcing her back into reality. Her thighs squeeze together as Vee’s tongue flicks and teases over one nipple, and her claw massages and pinches the other.
Vee pauses for a moment, with a grunt. “God your tits are getting so big, baby. Haze feeds you so well… We love taking care of you, baby…” With a pant, she’s back on Scallop’s other nipple, sucking it gently. Scallop nuzzles the top of Vee’s head, whispering their mama’s name over and over.
With both of his nipples wet and swollen, Vee continues traversing his body, leaving black smears wherever she goes before stopping at the destination between his legs. She nuzzles and kisses his mound, rubbing her cheek against him and looks up at him. The weight of her head in his lap is grounding. Her curls tickle his thigh.
“Lie back for me, baby. Mommy’s going to get her fill, okay?”
Scallop shivers at that, but obediently lies down, trying to find a comfortable position. Vee helps them along, hooking her arms under their legs, pulling them down a little in the process. The pressure is taken off their tailbone, and they let their eyes slide shut, their breathing heavy just picturing what Vee looks like between their legs right now.
“That’s it, Pearl. Comfy?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Good.”
Vee nuzzles against Scallop’s pussy, already used and slick. When her tongue darts against her clit, she takes a deep breath, pacing herself, knowing that Vee is going to keep her here for a long while.
Deep from her chest, Vee moans into Scallop while she slowly and indulgently tastes, licks, and kisses him. Her tongue is ever so slightly warmer from Scallop’s own building heat, enough so that he’s aware of the chilly air when Vee pulls away to roll his clit between her fingers.
She dives back in, sliding her tongue in and out of Scallop’s slit, her moans coming out in shallow whines from her throat now. Scallop tilts their hips up, gasping, growing more desperate. Vee holds them steady, switching between isolated tongue movements and moving her head from side to side. Her sideburns brush against Scallop’s inner thighs, and they’re lost in the sweetness of the sensation, lost in Vee’s world.
Wanting to feel more of her, he grabs the back of her head, sliding his fingertips back into those curls. He holds the back of Vee’s head while she sinks her tongue back into his cunt, pressing her nose against his clit.
Once that rhythm is found, Vee’s indulgent moans are more spaced-out. Scallop’s eyes remain closed as she floats in and out of almost-sleep and then wakeful desperation when that tension builds in her core again. Vee is relentless in making her last, never quite letting her reach that final promised orgasm.
Then when Scallop is beginning to feel too weary to keep going, Vee sucks hard on their clit– jumpstarting their nerves into a brand-new frenzy, jolting them back to life. They gasp, propping themselves up on their elbows, looking down at Vee.
“Please Mama, please your mouth feels so good. I need to come, I need to come,” they babble. Vee’s eyes roll back as she moves her claws to grab at Scallop’s ass, then gives the base of their tale a firm tug. That does them in. They feel their tail go rigid with the rest of their body, freezing all the blood in their veins, their muscles. Finally a deep, guttural cry tears through them as they let go– stars flying in their vision as they fall back into the bed, completely spent, and unsure where they end and Vee begins.
Gentle kisses pepper his thighs, working their way up, until Vee is nuzzling Scallop’s neck sweetly, her lips still slightly warm from Scallop’s heat. She rests her cool body against Scallop. The pressure is welcomed.
“Feel better, baby?”
Scallop hasn’t thought about his leg pain in over an hour.
“Cheaper than opiates,” he quips.
“Who are you calling cheap?! You little brat!”
Vee growls playfully, nipping and kissing Scallop, sending him into a fit of giggles. Vee laughs, too, holding him tight.
“There’s my Pearl. You sound more like yourself.”
Scallop holds her too. Maybe worrying about Vee isn’t necessary. Maybe she does actually love her, that she actually cares.
As she feels herself drift off, she holds onto that thought. For now, she’s safe in Mama’s arms.
Welcome to icebound land everything will get worse from here
thank you! and im already SO nervous bc things are going wayyyyyy too well for the party rn so i know dereks gonna torture em all pretty soon and im not readyyyyyyyy
Nope, but I've found it a fun linguistic challenge to try and think of some "weird" words
The thing that comes to mind is "majsigt" (trans. "salty") – when I hear it and think "salty," it actually sounds the closest to "salttig" (trans. "salty") although both of those are too general to be super helpful
I also liked cock for a while, but then I realized that (1) it had negative connotations for me, (2) it would probably sound too much like the French "coquin," etc.
