Tags: phantom is called aeon, transmasc aeon, orgasm denial, orgasm control, inappropriate use of quintessence, sex magic, penetrative sex, grinding, overstim.
Words: 751
Notes: This is a commission for @obsidianghoul, who requested "Mountain/Phantom, explicit, I dont really have any solid thoughts aside from i need more of them lmao! I guess uhhh overstim is always a plus, maybe transmasc phantom? Maybe.... looks at dubious uses of quint....... a bit of top aeon either seeing how many times he can get mount to cum OR just using his quint to not let him until hes had his fill >:3"
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Summary:
“Don’t act like you don’t like being used.”
Normally, this level of nonchalance would make him want to yank Aeon off his dick, flip him onto his back, and ram into him until he folded into a stupid, moaning, squirting pretzel of a ghoul. But the quintessence tingling like static at the base of his spine and the nearly blinding spikes of pleasure from every modicum of friction against his cock aren’t exactly allowing his brain to fire on all cylinders at the moment.
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“A-Aeon—” Mountain pants, hands gripping tight on the quint ghoul’s waist and cock kicking sadly as he reaches another unresolvable peak. “You’re . . . hng . . . driving me crazy.”
Aeon bats his hands away to continue his bouncing. What little ass he has jiggles each time it slaps against the bottom of Mountain’s stomach, and the earth ghoul just has to sit there and take it. Suffering while Aeon smirks at him over his shoulder.
“Good,” Aeon says far too happily (and level) for Mountain’s liking. “Keeps you nice and hard. Fat.”
“Lords Below, help me,” the earth ghoul mutters, strained. He can’t help but groan when Aeon lifts his tail for show, exposing the soft, pink hole that Mountain wants nothing more than to shove his thumb inside of and feel him clench. But Aeon’s cunt squeezes around him instead, causing him to buck up into that bendy little body with desperate, involuntary need.
Mountain tosses his head back with a frustrated whine. “I’ve wanted to cum five times already,” he wheezes.
“Don’t act like you don’t like being used.”
Normally, this level of nonchalance would make him want to yank Aeon off his dick, flip him onto his back, and ram into him until he folded into a stupid, moaning, squirting pretzel of a ghoul. But the quintessence tingling like static at the base of his spine and the nearly blinding spikes of pleasure from every modicum of friction against his cock aren’t exactly allowing his brain to fire on all cylinders at the moment.
So all he can really do is moan a pathetic uh-huh in reply and fist his hands into his own hair.
“You make such cute noises, you know that?” Aeon teases, really grinding down onto his cock to wring another one out of him.
“Whyyy do I let you do this to me,” Mountain grumbles. His toes curl, attempting to tense away another wave of arousal before it gets him close again. Aeon just smirks and wiggles his hips to make him suffer further. “Unholy ffffuck—”
“I just said why. You like being used, that’s why you let me do it,” Aeon answers easily. “Speaking of—” The quint ghoul lifts himself off of Mountain’s cock and flips himself around in his lap. Mountain’s so hard his dick doesn’t even hit his stomach; it hovers just above, the tip wet and dark. Heartbeat firmly in his groin.
“Nooo,” Mountain whines, a little stupid.
“Mount, I’m right here.” Aeon sighs and settles back into his lap, sitting on top of Mountain’s cock instead of slipping it back inside. He throbs, and a glob of precum drools into his happy trail. “Fuck,” Aeon gasps along with him. “Love when you get messy.”
The earth ghoul groans. “Move, please move.” He grabs at the tops of Aeon’s thighs. Wanting so desperately to touch between them. But, like an idiot—on top of letting Aeon inappropriately use his quintessence to keep him from cumming until he had his own fill—he agreed not to touch.
Aeon puts his hands on Mountain’s chest and grinds down, purring appreciatively at the slide of his cunt over the shaft. When he grinds over the head, Mountain can’t even see the pleased face Aeon makes because his eyes roll so far back into his own skull he swears they’ll get stuck.
“Oh my . . . gods, there, there—”
“Yeah?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“Good.” Aeon humps him faster, finally allowing some of his own arousal to show. The amused, almost disinterested facade morphs into focused pleasure, his hips pistoning him further towards the edge than he has been this entire time. “Fuck, you’re such a fun toy.”
“Are you—” Mountain swears and nearly bites through his own tongue when he sees Aeon’s slick building up around his foreskin. “Bug, are you gonna cum, please.”
“Yeah,” he nods. “Grind on you until you start really begging. Hear all those sad whines you’re always giving Rain when he makes you cum over and over—”
Mountain keens, digging his fingers into Aeon’s thighs. “Unholy fuck gods please—”
“There he is,” Aeon moans, cheeky. Tossing his head back and snapping his tail against Mountain’s shins. “Love when you wanna touch me so bad you squirm about it.” He shifts his hips to get more friction across the ridge of his cock, and his mouth drops open in a heady gasp when he gets the right angle.
Phantom getting high for the first time and they’re just in loose and comfy shorts. Their packer falls out and lands on the floor, and all you can hear is them very frightened and screaming,
Read 🔞 day 1: Masturbation Instructions - Aeon x Dewdrop 🔞 from the story Ghost Fics and Headcannon dumps 🗣🗣 by bon...
Aeon had felt this way all day. Everyone could smell it on them, their hole was dripping like a broken faucet, Their little dick throbbed, begging for friction. They found themselves pressing their crotch against the corner of their guitar during practice, legs shaking feeling the shock of friction shake to their core. Finally they'd had enough..they had found their way to the fire ghouls room..Knocking on the door desperately.
"What's wrong." The fire ghoul said, opening the door and rolling his eyes at the Quint ghoul standing before him. Flashing a pleading look at dew. "Please ..help me dew- I..-" they cut off..not knowing how to ask for help. "I need something..anything." Aeon whined. Pointed ears pinning down in shame, Cheeks flushed a gentle lavender tone.
Dew moved aside, allowing Aeon to step into his room, Dew shut and locked the door, Turning to Aeon. "Look at you, Whiny and begging to be touched." Dew smirked. Seeing the quint look down at the floor with shame. Dew went to the ghoul and lead them over to the bed, sitting them down in front of a mirror.
"You'll need to undress." Dew informed, Aeons cheeks flashed darker purple as they heard this. But showed no hesitation as they slipped their tshirt off, They then unbuttoned their jeans, Slipping them off along with their boxers that had a huge wet patch at the crotch.
"..now what.." Aeon whispered. Not daring to look in the mirror, legs clenched tightly. "Spread your legs..Have a look at your beautiful pussy.." Dew grinned, seeing Aeon stare at him before shamefully spreading his legs, slick practically dripped out of them.."Gently run your fingers along your dick." dew instructed. And so Aeon did exactly that, Glancing into the mirror at their heat, Their finger tips ever so gently grazed their dick. Hips bucking for more almost immediately.
"That's it. Goodboy.." Dewdrop gave a small laugh, Aeon pressed their fingers harder against their cock, Gasping at the sensation, Watching as their hole clenched around nothing.
"I ..- I want you-" Aeon whined out, Biting their lip. "Not yet baby bat, put on a good show for me and maybe you can have my cock." Dew smirked, Aeon dropped their bottom lip, giving another small whine. "Slip your finger inside, I want to see your greedy cunt take your fingers." Dew muttered. Aeons fingers moved from their cock to their hole, prodding it a little, gasping at the feeling, They dipped their middle finger inside. Watching their cunt greedily swallow their finger down to the knuckle.
A loud whine left Aeons mouth, gasping and pleading. "Please- please please dew..I- I need y-you-" Aeon whined, begging for Dewdrop but to no avail. "Patience Baby bat. Curl your fingers..you'll love it." Dewdrop instructed, knowing they'd be folding over the sensations.
Aeon did exactly that, gently curling their fingers and sathanas did they Love that, the sound they made said it all. A long string of Whimpers left them.."Feels- feels S' good.." Aeon slurred out, Immediately pushing a 2nd finger inside and curling them into the spot dew had introduced them to.
"Im- fuck..I'm gonna c-cum- .." Aeon warned. "Cum then, baby bat, you deserve it." Dew smirked, watching their legs shake and their cock throb, Aeon let out a loud, broken cry as they thrusted their fingers fast into the spot, watching in the mirror as liquid sprayed out of them quickly, They threw their head back, pulling their fingers out and going to harshly rubbing their cock. Their back arched, Dewdrop watched, seeing their cunt clench around nothing. "Good boy. Just like that." Dew grinned, gently rubbing the quint thigh, watching how their tail slapped against the mattress, slick shining off their cock, dripping on the floor below them.
"Look at the mess you've made. I should make you lick it up..don't you think?" Dewdrop stared with a light smirk, Aeon couldn't even form a sentence if they wanted too.
