— ‘girl, you really got a hold on me.’
✧·˚ you ask for some soft sex with the ghouls and they try their best to give you that, some are better than others at following the rules
characters. dewdrop, rain, swiss, mountain, phantom
themes. smut
[gender neutral reader]
➳ dewdrop
definitely confused at first
needs you to guide him through it
(not that that’s anything new)
actually really enjoys going slow
he gets to see your reactions more clearly
relishes in how warm you feel around him
you’re almost always on top so you control the pace you go at
he likes to hold your hips just to make you move a bit faster or hit a better angle
he’ll rub circles on your hips with his thumbs while holding you
➳ rain
the king of soft sex
he prefers it over rough and fast
holds your hand no matter the position
always makes sure you’re comfortable in said position and that it feels good
your pleasure >>> his
love to lean in and kiss you when you’re both close
rests his head on your shoulder and gives your neck gentle kisses
says ‘i love you’ when he cums
rubs your sides as you come down from your high
➳ swiss
says he’s not good at ‘soft’ sex but is literally the gentlest
he knows how to praise
will always notice if you get too tense during a session
‘easy baby, easy you’re going to hurt yourself.’
unfortunately he can’t stop his teasing nature from leaking through
will stop moving until you relax
likes to hold you very close while thrusting into you
loves to reassure how good you’re doing
grunts and groans from how hard it is to hold back because how good it feels
➳ mountain
the prince of soft sex
only because he forgets his size sometimes and will accidentally slip up
like to keep it basic and put you in missionary
will hold your hand the whole time
he’ll lose himself in you and sometimes do faster by accident
just snap him out of it and he’ll instantly lock his focus on you again
loves kissing every part of you
loves kissing you honestly
will french kiss you for half the time he’s inside you if you let him
➳ phantom
he’s awful at remembering that this is supposed to be a soft sex session
you’ll have to guide his hips if you still want to bottom
if you manage to wrangle him and get on top he’ll whine the whole time with how slow you’re going
give him other forms of stimulation and he’ll get all sensitive and ask you to slow down
loves to top but when it comes to soft sex he loves when you take control
whiny mess when you stop because you say your legs hurt from the position
will try again to top and actually goes slow
ends up overstimulating himself
you pretty people miss me? ;)
.love always <3 pearl
.masterlist
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This started off as angsty phantom thoughts based on another post I saw and it turned into a kinda fic..
Written at 2am on no sleep, bare with my typos. It's not proofread 😎
Phantom thinking he was a temporary replacement. Not letting himself grow close to anyone even if he desperately wanted to. He was always told be was going to be replaced back with someone better. Someone who belonged in the pack. That someone wasn't him.
It hurt. He's been wanting, craving for a pack. For a family. He can't get attached though. It'll only lead to him being sent back to the hellscape of the pits that much harder when the time comes.
When the tour comes to an end he did end up getting attached, namely Dew, Rain, and Swiss. The last few nights on tour he hides away alone in his bunk when he'd usually be curled up into one of their sides. He's trying to distance himself, he knows how badly this is going to hurt. Bring sent back to the pit after making such close bonds.
He cries silently, small whimpers and longing to be held by his pack, his lovers. It hurts, knowing they never truly cared for him. He's a replacement after all. A stand in for the one they truly loved. He was allowed to think it was real for awhile right? To think all the time they spent with him was truely for him, that they loved him, wanted to bring him pleasure, bring him care. Even if he knew it wasn't for him, he sucked it up like a sponge and gave so much of his heart back to them.
Now, he felt empty. Like a painful void was in his chest. He'd he sent back, cast aside never to be thought of again once they were back. They'd have their quintessence ghoul again. The real one, the one they truly wanted.
He wished he spent one last night with them. Even if it would be selfish of him. He wanted do badly to feel their love one last time. Pretend it was for him. So the very last night once they were asleep he crawled into their bunks the three of them already together. A blank look on his face, sad sunken eyes from a lack of sleep, and painfulled sobs as he crawls against Swiss' chest, allowing himself to be swalled by his large arms, a smaller heater of a ghoul pressing against his back, a ice cold hand relaxing around the warmth and taking his hand.
He feels tears swell into his eyes once more. Holding back a hiccuped sob not wanting to wake them. He just needed this. Needed to feel them one last time. Imprint the feeling of their love onto him before it was transferred back to the true one they wanted.
He silently cried for the whole ride back. The early morning approaching as they got closer back to the Abbey. When they stopped he had to bite into his hand to keep silent. When Papa came onto the buss to get the ghouls inside he pretended to be sleeping, hood up over his face and eyes. Small mumbles from the ghouls waking around him.
Swiss' arms never leave from around him.
He feels himself being lifted into Swiss' arms. A soft sleepy "Common baby,," as he's carried inside. He tenses hearing the two that stayed back. Aether, and Sunny yelling out. He holds his breath when he feels Aether hug Swiss, whispers around him, feeling a large hand press into his back makes him fall boneless. Soaking in the feeling of Swiss one last time. Aethers going to take him form him. Send him right back where he belongs.
But it never comes.
The hand leaves, and there's a low purr in Swiss' chest as he presses a kiss to Phantoms head, all of them walking insidle. He waits, bracing for impact with the cold stone floor when he hears a door open, but instead hes met with a soft bed that smells faintly of Swiss.
There's sleepy murmers he can't understand, but he can smell Dew and Rain closeby. Soon enough, he feels the bed dip, and he's behind pulled against a chest, Swiss', and there's a blanket being pulled over them.
A moment later joins a warmer ghoul, one that curls Into his side and wraps their tails together, another dip after and a icy hand is going through his hair gently before it settles away next to the heat.
There's one more, a heavier one he isn't used to, that he hasn't smelt often. He realizes soon enough it's Aether. A arm being wrapped around all four of the ghouls there. A symphony of purrs is heard within minutes. Every ghoul there sleep, pleased, and relaxed.
Once he's sure they're all asleep, he pushes his hood back and looked around at them all, debating. He should leave. Hes taken too much. They don't want him they have their quintessence ghoul back why is he still there?
He sits up slowly, trying to untangle himself but a large hand stops him, a terrified look shooting over to where Aether lays. He gives him a sleepy smile "Lay back down Magna Stella. You're not going anywhere." Phantom looks at him confirmed "I.. I'm being sent back in the morning..?" He whispers back, Aether simply shakes his head
"You're not going anywhere love. You're pack now, and they love so dearly. Sleep now, you needant be worried. You're staying right here." Phantom doesn't look as if he believes it. Maybe it's a joke, some sick joke to keep him having hope. But the sincerity of how Aether looks to him, he believes him
Tears well into his eyes, a small hiccuping sob escaping him. Aether gives a soft smile "You're safe here. You're pack. You're loved, and you're home."
He's putty against Swiss' chest, the worry and stress disappearing letting into his exhaustion. He sighs, closing his eyes feeling each of them there. Their different energies they fill him with. He's asleep in minutes. Finally able to relax and sleep without worry. For the first time ever, he feels loved, feels like pack, and feels like he has a home.
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