incubusoftheundertow

[incubusoftheundertow]

[incubusoftheundertow]

So uh, life update?

Basically, I’m too sick to work my actual full-time job right now. I’m a brand new union electrical apprentice. I just started in July. I fucking love my job. I miss working.

I physically cannot work right now because of uncontrollable swelling in my legs/feet. I was just diagnosed with a kidney disease called FSGS (look it up, it’s kind of hard to explain?) They don’t know what caused it in my case, and they’re talking about doing like, genetic testing to see if that has anything to do with it.

I’ve been out of work already for like, 3-4 weeks total, and I have no clue when I will be well enough to go back. It all kind of depends on how my body responds to treatment.

I JUST got a new car a few months ago because I needed one to get to and from work, and my payment wasn’t a problem because I was making like, $380 a week.

I also JUST got a new puppy, who needs all of her shots, flea/tick collar, etc. and I have like, zero money.

I know things are hella tight for everyone right now in COVID times, but I’m looking for any way I can to make a little extra money so I don’t have to like scam the government and hope I don’t get caught, because I’m pretty much fucked otherwise.

So uh, hit me up if you want nasty, kinky, smutty, gorey whatever fics written? I’ve got nothing better to do in my time right now when I need to keep my feet up, and any amount would be helpful. I’ve never really done this whole thing before, but I figured it’s worth a shot.

Fandoms:

Ghost, Labyrinth, Les Mis, Phantom of the Opera, Danny Phantom, Teen Titans, Teen Wolf, ask about others.

Limits:

None

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The Brother watched silently as she stripped away the layers of clothing, admiring her body. She was fair skinned enough as it was, but the splotches that dotted about her form were somehow even more pale in tone. The contrast between that, and the striking black ink of her tattoos was stunning. He recognized only a handful of the symbols that she had etched into her body, the rest were completely foreign to his eyes. Magic, he knew that much. She had some kind of magical abilities.

“I don’t like to think too much when I’m in the moment, you know? I just like to experience everything as it’s happening, and not have to try to remember some silly word.” He mumbled, eyes already curiously flickering about. So many fun toys to play with... What would she do? What would she use on him? His fingers twitched anxiously at his sides, waiting eagerly for a command.

He didn’t hesitate at her soft-spoken order, his fingers making quick work of the buttons on his shirt once he was standing still. He shrugged out of it, his Grucifix falling against his chest with a soft thud. He unfastened his belt, kicking his trousers down his long legs until they pooled at his feet. Then, he kicked off his boots. Standing before her in nothing but his boxers, Lex licked his lips, gazing into her eyes as he dropped those to the floor as well. He had never been the shy type.

Kneeling, the Brother splayed his hands on his thighs, parting them ever so slightly. He held himself as still as possible as she started to tie the soft cords against his skin, his eyes fluttering closed to enjoy the sensation. He grunted softly as she tugged on the makeshift leash, falling forward against her slender frame. He kissed her deeply, swirling his tongue around her own. Lex grasped for her shoulders, pulling her against his chest as much as she would allow. Already, his cock twitched between his legs, making him groan.

“What are you going to do to me, hm? String me up, hit me with some of those toys? Tie me down so I can’t squirm away? Keep me here for your own pleasure? Make me your secret little pet?” He shakes his white locks out of his crystal eyes, gazing up at her with a needy expression on his face.

The newest Brother of Sin somehow found himself wandering through the lower levels of the maze that was the corridors of the abbey one night, studying the various rooms that he found along the way. A secret nest where some Aether Ghouls were mating, a few dungeon cells that were empty... and an embalming room, with a golden haired girl hunched over a dead body, murmuring to herself.

Lex propped himself in the doorway, as quiet as he could be, pale eyes watching the slender form as her hands worked over the bare form. He recognized the face of the recently deceased; one of the Sisters he had been inducted with. Apparently, she had been the victim of a hungry Ghoul, it seemed. The Brother himself had a few fresh, deep pink scars across the side of his face from his own run-in with the demonic creatures that he found himself so enamored with.

He wondered idly who this girl was; why was she all alone down here, doing such gruesome work?

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Lex whines as she nipped at his lip, trying to jerk his head away from her, but finding that she had tightened her hold on him to prevent this action. So she liked to inflict a little pain as well? Certainly a woman after his own heart. He was practically clawing at her as she continued her teasing, going on to put mental images in his mind of all of the things she could do to him. “Please.” He whimpered softly, his voice trembling with need already.

He didn’t hesitate as she grabbed him by the back of his shirt collar and dragged him down the hall after her, his fingers already trying to make quick work of the pesky buttons. His Grucifix bounced against his chest, falling against bare skin and making him hiss at the feeling of cold metal against heated flesh.

The Brother stumbled into the dark room behind his new playmate, grasping for her hands to have something to hold onto. The flicked on the light, and he closed his eyes quickly, letting them adjust to the much brighter atmosphere. The morgue had been so dimly lit, and the hallway had been pitch black nearly. Kass the mortician’s room was not at all what he had been expecting.

A small kitchen set off to the side with a little breakfast table; normal enough. Living room with a couch and an armchair, coffee table, TV. He assumed the door off to the side towards the back was some kind of bathroom, noting the French doors that were held open, leading into the bedroom beyond. But the center of the room had been cleared out, the ceiling reinforced, with large rings drilled into the support beams, intended to hold up the weight of a suspended man. A few large chests lined the wall, held closed with padlocks. The only other thing he could make out were the few floggers and canes that had been hung from the wall with hooks.

“Fuck.” The Brother whispers, his hands already trembling with excitement. She was the real deal. Why was it that she had been hiding down here, in the depths of the abbey all this time? How was it fair that he had been denied such pleasures until now? “Uh... Stoplight system. Red, yellow, green. Self explanatory. Though I’m sure you’ve used it before.”

The newest Brother of Sin somehow found himself wandering through the lower levels of the maze that was the corridors of the abbey one night, studying the various rooms that he found along the way. A secret nest where some Aether Ghouls were mating, a few dungeon cells that were empty... and an embalming room, with a golden haired girl hunched over a dead body, murmuring to herself.

Lex propped himself in the doorway, as quiet as he could be, pale eyes watching the slender form as her hands worked over the bare form. He recognized the face of the recently deceased; one of the Sisters he had been inducted with. Apparently, she had been the victim of a hungry Ghoul, it seemed. The Brother himself had a few fresh, deep pink scars across the side of his face from his own run-in with the demonic creatures that he found himself so enamored with.

He wondered idly who this girl was; why was she all alone down here, doing such gruesome work?

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“Mm... I like collars.” The Brother mumbled, relishing in the feeling of her soft thumb brushing over his lips, which were still bruised slightly from his last encounter with a Ghoul. His whole body ached, in fact, yet he was still eager for a little more. “You have a deal.”

Lex’s breath caught slightly in his throat as she yanked at the back of his shirt to pull him away from her, whining a moment later. He dug his fingers into her thighs, trying to will her to touch him more, to make him do as she pleased. Already, he could feel the blood rushing to his cock, causing it to strain against the fabric of his trousers. “I can’t help myself, really. I’m a man with a one-track mind. Always have been.” Sex was the one thing he always thought about, and always wanted. It was the one thing that he was certain he was good at. Sex was power, in the right hands, and he had used it to his advantage more than once since joining the church.

“You wouldn’t.” He breathed out softly, his pale blue eyes locking on her emerald ones. There was a serious expression on his face, but a doubtful look in his eyes. Hadn’t she said that no one ever came down here to bother her? She could do whatever she wanted to him, and no one would be any wiser. “I-I mean... I wouldn’t get any work done, obviously. Just thinking about that makes my head spin. Makes me want to fuck you.”

Lex slid one of his hands up her arm then, grasping for the hair at the back of her neck as he dared to pull her face closer to his. He pressed his lips into her own, kissing her softly at first, then much fiercer. The Brother groans softly into the kiss, his heated breath washing over her face as he exhales through his nose. Not how he expected his night to go, but he certainly was not disappointed with the outcome.

The newest Brother of Sin somehow found himself wandering through the lower levels of the maze that was the corridors of the abbey one night, studying the various rooms that he found along the way. A secret nest where some Aether Ghouls were mating, a few dungeon cells that were empty... and an embalming room, with a golden haired girl hunched over a dead body, murmuring to herself.

Lex propped himself in the doorway, as quiet as he could be, pale eyes watching the slender form as her hands worked over the bare form. He recognized the face of the recently deceased; one of the Sisters he had been inducted with. Apparently, she had been the victim of a hungry Ghoul, it seemed. The Brother himself had a few fresh, deep pink scars across the side of his face from his own run-in with the demonic creatures that he found himself so enamored with.

He wondered idly who this girl was; why was she all alone down here, doing such gruesome work?

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There was something about the way she called him a ‘good boy’ that made him shudder, a soft whine escaping from his lips as he gazed up at her. He looked as masculine as any man; beard, strong jaw, toned muscles. But he was as submissive as anything when it came to matters such as these. That was part of why the Ghouls adored him so; he did whatever they wanted without hesitation.

“I’m more of a bondage harness and jock strap kind of guy, but... I could probably rock some fishnets.” The boy chuckled, kissing her fingers gently in turn. He dared to swirl his tongue around the pad of her thumb, humming softly at the sweet taste of her skin. “Black, blues, and gray or silver are my colors. Something in that pallet maybe?”

The Brother was practically vibrating with excitement, digging his fingers into her thighs as he sits up on his knees, bringing his face close to level with her own. He brushed his nose lightly along her jaw, allowing his eyes to flutter closed as he breathed in her scent. “Is this going to be a conflict of interest? Having me as your little plaything, and your assistant? Will you ever be able to concentrate long enough to get your work done, hmm?”

The newest Brother of Sin somehow found himself wandering through the lower levels of the maze that was the corridors of the abbey one night, studying the various rooms that he found along the way. A secret nest where some Aether Ghouls were mating, a few dungeon cells that were empty... and an embalming room, with a golden haired girl hunched over a dead body, murmuring to herself.

Lex propped himself in the doorway, as quiet as he could be, pale eyes watching the slender form as her hands worked over the bare form. He recognized the face of the recently deceased; one of the Sisters he had been inducted with. Apparently, she had been the victim of a hungry Ghoul, it seemed. The Brother himself had a few fresh, deep pink scars across the side of his face from his own run-in with the demonic creatures that he found himself so enamored with.

He wondered idly who this girl was; why was she all alone down here, doing such gruesome work?

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Lex nodded thoughtfully as she explained why she had cut a chunk of the dead girl’s hair, finding the gesture to be oddly... beautiful. It wasn’t often that one found someone who cared so much about others, so selflessly. He wished for just a moment that he could be just as selfless, but knew that he would always be the same selfish, self-indulgent creature that he had always been. He fucked someone once or twice (maybe three times if they were particularly exciting), and then moved on, not caring who he hurt in the process. And the cycle continued like that, on and on.

His eyes lit up, twinkling as she went on about her rigging experience, feeling his heart speed up in his chest. The blue of his irises darkened slowly as he leaned forward, pleasantly surprised by this discovery. Beautiful, and kinky, like him? He had to have her now. “You’re a rope top? A rigger? Fuck.” He growls softly, sliding down onto his knees. He pushes her own apart, sliding forward so his chest presses into her stomach lightly. His hands splay over her thighs, lightly digging in as he tips his face up to gaze into her eyes, an eager expression on his face. “That’s my biggest kink; being tied up. But the Ghouls don’t have the patience for the foreplay of all of that. I love how roughly they fuck me, but I miss the bite of handcuffs, or the pressure of a well placed knot against a pressure point.”

The Brother licks his lips, squirming ever so slightly now, imagining all of the different scenarios he could find himself in with this stunning woman. He groans softly as she strokes her slender fingers through his hair, turning his face to lightly kiss her palm a few times. “What would you do to me, right now? If you could.”

The newest Brother of Sin somehow found himself wandering through the lower levels of the maze that was the corridors of the abbey one night, studying the various rooms that he found along the way. A secret nest where some Aether Ghouls were mating, a few dungeon cells that were empty... and an embalming room, with a golden haired girl hunched over a dead body, murmuring to herself.

Lex propped himself in the doorway, as quiet as he could be, pale eyes watching the slender form as her hands worked over the bare form. He recognized the face of the recently deceased; one of the Sisters he had been inducted with. Apparently, she had been the victim of a hungry Ghoul, it seemed. The Brother himself had a few fresh, deep pink scars across the side of his face from his own run-in with the demonic creatures that he found himself so enamored with.

He wondered idly who this girl was; why was she all alone down here, doing such gruesome work?

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“Well, I don’t know how else to refer to you. Sister? You’re obviously not a Cardinal, so not your Eminence...” He smirks a bit, bringing her hand to his lips, kissing the back of her knuckles. His pale eyes darken ever so slightly, and he lets go of her hand then, following her to the conveyor.

The Brother helped her to move the body, watching as she fiddled with the various buttons and knobs until the belt began to move towards the roaring flames. There was an odd peace to it; watching the body become engulfed and catch fire. Fire cleansed all. It was the element of destruction, but also the element of rebirth.

He followed her lead, tossing his gloves in the bin as he followed her back through the door. “Hands on? Definitely my style.” He winks, a devious glint in his icy eyes. He had already built up a bit of a reputation for being... promiscuous.

He lets his hair down then, shaking his hair out with a sigh. Long, silver locks tumble down around his face, draping down his shoulders. “Mm... I like to enduldge in other sins. Alcohol, and such. Listen to a lot of music, read... But mostly? I fuck.” He finds his way to one of the couches off to the side, sitting himself down and stretching out. “What about you, Miss Kass? What do you do?”

The newest Brother of Sin somehow found himself wandering through the lower levels of the maze that was the corridors of the abbey one night, studying the various rooms that he found along the way. A secret nest where some Aether Ghouls were mating, a few dungeon cells that were empty... and an embalming room, with a golden haired girl hunched over a dead body, murmuring to herself.

Lex propped himself in the doorway, as quiet as he could be, pale eyes watching the slender form as her hands worked over the bare form. He recognized the face of the recently deceased; one of the Sisters he had been inducted with. Apparently, she had been the victim of a hungry Ghoul, it seemed. The Brother himself had a few fresh, deep pink scars across the side of his face from his own run-in with the demonic creatures that he found himself so enamored with.

He wondered idly who this girl was; why was she all alone down here, doing such gruesome work?

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“Well, when you put it that way, it all makes sense.” Lex chuckles softly, shaking his head a little bit. He wished that he could remember his family, but everything up until recently was blurred in his memory. He vaguely remembered their faces, but couldn’t explain why he didn’t look like them. After all, he had natural silver hair, and the faces in his mind did not. Some kind of mutation, evidently.

The rattling breath of the corpse made the Brother gasp aloud in surprise, leaping back away from the gurney as the body began to twitch. How the hell? There was no way possible that she was still alive; not with those wounds. She likely died quickly. At least, he hoped that she had. He found himself frozen in place then, eyes wide as he recalled himself coming back from an icy darkness, gasping for breath as he shot up from the ground. He had no idea where he was, how he had gotten there, or what had happened to him. All he remembered was running.

“Shit! Scared the life out of me.” He gasped softly, shaking his head with a hesitant chuckle. Was she offering him a job? He was new, so he didn’t have a placement yet. Many of the new recruits spent their days cleaning, doing laundry; remedial tasks like that. The more senior siblings were chosen to assist clergymen with their work. The Brother watched the way that Kass handled the reanimated corpse with ease, a rather amazed expression coming to his face. “You’re a necromancer. That’s so fucking cool.”

He followed her into the next room through the double doors, his eyes bright, taking in the view around him. He had always been the curious type. “I don’t know how to do any of this stuff, obviously. But... if it was a serious offer, it sure beats having to try to wash blood stains out of bedsheets all day.”

His pale eyes flickered over to her then, a small smirk playing at his lips as he held out a hand. “When can I start, Miss Kass?”

The newest Brother of Sin somehow found himself wandering through the lower levels of the maze that was the corridors of the abbey one night, studying the various rooms that he found along the way. A secret nest where some Aether Ghouls were mating, a few dungeon cells that were empty... and an embalming room, with a golden haired girl hunched over a dead body, murmuring to herself.

Lex propped himself in the doorway, as quiet as he could be, pale eyes watching the slender form as her hands worked over the bare form. He recognized the face of the recently deceased; one of the Sisters he had been inducted with. Apparently, she had been the victim of a hungry Ghoul, it seemed. The Brother himself had a few fresh, deep pink scars across the side of his face from his own run-in with the demonic creatures that he found himself so enamored with.

He wondered idly who this girl was; why was she all alone down here, doing such gruesome work?

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“No, they don’t, do they? Not really anyways.” Lex learned early on that to survive here, he needed to find his own path, or get in with a group that would have his back. Luckily, he got on well with the Ghouls who roamed all about. He was so heavily scented by the ones he lay with that the others didn’t dare to bother with him.

He watched as the girl finished removing the piercings from the corpse, finding the process oddly fascinating. He didn’t ask why she bothered to keep a portion of her hair, despite finding this action odd. Some kind of witchcraft, he assumed. Most of the members of the clergy dabbled with magic of one kind or another, he had discovered.

“Really? Uh... Yeah, sure. Sure, I guess.” It wasn’t like he had anything better to do. He probably missed his window of opportunity to meet up with the Ghouls, so he figured chilling with a creepy chick all alone would be just as good of a use of his time.

Lex made his way over to the corner and slid on a pair of gloves, then made his way back to the table, looking down at the Sister splayed across it. He knew that this could easily be him, if he kept up with his dangerous actions. The Brother slid his hands up under the corpse’s shoulders at the mortician’s instructions, then lay her down on the gurney just off to the side. She was so light, with most of her torso having been completely devoured.

“So... what made you get into all of this? Pretty girl like you. I mean, you literally hang out with dead people all day.”

The newest Brother of Sin somehow found himself wandering through the lower levels of the maze that was the corridors of the abbey one night, studying the various rooms that he found along the way. A secret nest where some Aether Ghouls were mating, a few dungeon cells that were empty... and an embalming room, with a golden haired girl hunched over a dead body, murmuring to herself.

Lex propped himself in the doorway, as quiet as he could be, pale eyes watching the slender form as her hands worked over the bare form. He recognized the face of the recently deceased; one of the Sisters he had been inducted with. Apparently, she had been the victim of a hungry Ghoul, it seemed. The Brother himself had a few fresh, deep pink scars across the side of his face from his own run-in with the demonic creatures that he found himself so enamored with.

He wondered idly who this girl was; why was she all alone down here, doing such gruesome work?

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The Brother flushed at the accusatory words of the girl, feeling his cheeks heat up. So he wasn’t the first one to be caught like this, evidently. He knew the scars on his face marked him as one of the human playthings; and they were nothing compared to some of the ones left elsewhere on his pale frame. “N-No... No, nothing like that, really.” He didn’t need to hide away to have his fun, despite relations between Ghouls and humans were generally frowned upon.

“Okay, maybe something like that.” He grumbled after a minute, rubbing the back of his neck as he looked at the floor. He couldn’t help himself; there was just something alluring about the creatures to him. Even if he wasn’t spread bare beneath one of them, he felt compelled to be near them, with them. Just watching, observing.

The Brother dared to step closer to the mortician, into the room, and closer to the mangled corpse of the Sister on the cold table. “Looks like she couldn’t hold her own with them. Shame. She was pretty.”

He folded his hands behind the small of his back then, gazing down at Kass then. “Lex. Brother Lex now, I suppose.” He shrugged a bit, not one to fuss much over the formalities of things. “I always wondered who had to deal with these poor fuckers once they were dragged away. Seen a lot of dead bodies since I came here.”

The newest Brother of Sin somehow found himself wandering through the lower levels of the maze that was the corridors of the abbey one night, studying the various rooms that he found along the way. A secret nest where some Aether Ghouls were mating, a few dungeon cells that were empty... and an embalming room, with a golden haired girl hunched over a dead body, murmuring to herself.

Lex propped himself in the doorway, as quiet as he could be, pale eyes watching the slender form as her hands worked over the bare form. He recognized the face of the recently deceased; one of the Sisters he had been inducted with. Apparently, she had been the victim of a hungry Ghoul, it seemed. The Brother himself had a few fresh, deep pink scars across the side of his face from his own run-in with the demonic creatures that he found himself so enamored with.

He wondered idly who this girl was; why was she all alone down here, doing such gruesome work?

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The Brother blinked in surprise as he was suddenly addressed, politely bowing his head to the woman. She was maybe a little older than himself, but not by much. Such a job seemed to be meant for... well, someone not as attractive as she was. Golden hair, emerald eyes. Her skin was a little blotchy, but even still, she was one of the most stunning forms he had ever lay his eyes upon. Lex shook his head, a strand of pure white hair falling into his face, slipping from the grasp of the ponytail that held up the rest.

He had the back and sides of his head shaved close, and the fuzz was as silver as the rest of his head. His beard, however, was dark brown, and thickly coated his strong jaw. His eyes were a crystalline shade of blue, gazing curiously at the woman who was huddled over the corpse. “Yeah, it’s obviously a morgue. But... I don’t know, dead things don’t really creep me out, you know?”

He folds his hands in front of himself after adjusting his Grucifix a few times. The metal pendant was heavy, and felt awkward against his chest. It had been freshly forged just a few days ago, right before he had sworn his vows. “I was just exploring, and I kind of got lost. The hallways here all look the same. I was looking for the uh... for the library.” Definitely not trying to find a secret meeting spot where two Ghouls were waiting for him. “I didn’t mean to disturb you, miss. My apologies.”

The newest Brother of Sin somehow found himself wandering through the lower levels of the maze that was the corridors of the abbey one night, studying the various rooms that he found along the way. A secret nest where some Aether Ghouls were mating, a few dungeon cells that were empty... and an embalming room, with a golden haired girl hunched over a dead body, murmuring to herself.

Lex propped himself in the doorway, as quiet as he could be, pale eyes watching the slender form as her hands worked over the bare form. He recognized the face of the recently deceased; one of the Sisters he had been inducted with. Apparently, she had been the victim of a hungry Ghoul, it seemed. The Brother himself had a few fresh, deep pink scars across the side of his face from his own run-in with the demonic creatures that he found himself so enamored with.

He wondered idly who this girl was; why was she all alone down here, doing such gruesome work?

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The newest Brother of Sin somehow found himself wandering through the lower levels of the maze that was the corridors of the abbey one night, studying the various rooms that he found along the way. A secret nest where some Aether Ghouls were mating, a few dungeon cells that were empty... and an embalming room, with a golden haired girl hunched over a dead body, murmuring to herself.

Lex propped himself in the doorway, as quiet as he could be, pale eyes watching the slender form as her hands worked over the bare form. He recognized the face of the recently deceased; one of the Sisters he had been inducted with. Apparently, she had been the victim of a hungry Ghoul, it seemed. The Brother himself had a few fresh, deep pink scars across the side of his face from his own run-in with the demonic creatures that he found himself so enamored with.

He wondered idly who this girl was; why was she all alone down here, doing such gruesome work?

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The promiscuous Brother draped himself across one of the couches in the common room, wearing nothing but his silken boxer shorts. His long, white hair hung down into his face, pale blue eyes sparkling devilishly as he gazed up at the figure entering the room. “I thought I might catch you here. I was hoping we could spend a little time... alone.”

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