The Little Things

Entirely normal about his thighs. Promise. ❤️‍🔥

here's a long one:

Not the only thing your flooding teehee wink wink nudge nudge these are DELECTABLE xx

Aether isn't too surprised when the meek cardinal all but drags him out to his shitty car. Is a bit surprised when they're sitting in the back seats and he brings out a couple prerolls. Copia awkwardly mutters an excuse about a stressful week but Aether is already sparking a joint, letting his hand linger on Copia's thigh from grabbing his lighter.

He also doesn't realise how low Copia's tolerance is until two joints in the human is rambling about something with glazed over eyes and the smell of his cunt is unmistakable to Aether but he just continues shotgunning his cardinal, forcing smoke deep into his lungs and not pulling away until Copia has to splutter and cough.

It doesn't take much encouragement and pets from Aether to get the man into his lap, lazily rutting against Aether's thick thigh with a fuzzy brain, unable to do anything but accepts each hit of smoke from Aether until Aether is pressing his fingers into Copia's mouth, watching him instinctively suck on them.

It's a clumsy fumble for both of them, getting Copia to lay flat on the seats, flicking his robes up and wiggling his trousers off only to find his boxers already drenched. He coos at him as he tears the sticky fabric away from Copia's skin, tosses it somewhere on the floor to be forgotten about as he finally sees Copia's cunt. Mutters that Copia must've been overheating but the slick dripping into the car seat is so obvious, his folds a pretty pink and his clit visibly throbbing when Aether spreads him open with his thumbs.

Copia is too high to even think, his head heavy and fuzzy and he struggles to even speak properly, only able to whine and buck his hips against Aether as the ghoul rubs his dick between his folds, too stoned to even try to hide his pretty moans. Aether can't help himself, the weed and having his cardinal sprawled out so beautifully is going straight to his dick as he pushes inside.

In the interest of fairness, I have included some wrigglin' n' wigglin' here as well (To demonstrate hip mobility, obviously). Perhaps a Boogying Ability Ranking next...?

Say what you will about Cardinal Copia; the man was a first-class Wiggler.

Because there simply aren't that many Perpetua Mummy Thrusts on record, I'm including him here as well. Sadly, due to this dearth I've had to take some artistic liberties:

Honorable mention to this gif for a thrust psyche-out:

and shout out @lilspacewolfie for the red one💜