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Storm gets his first injury topside and Swiss takes care of him. Nothing graphic, just a whoopsie that gets fixed almost immediately
Word Count: 485
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Making lunch, Swiss and Storm chat amicably. Storm works on chopping vegetables, fresh from the greenhouse, while Swiss fries up omelets seasoned and filled to each of their packmate’s tastes.
The chorus to the cheesy pop song playing on the radio hits and Swiss makes a show of belting the lyrics using his spatula like a pretend microphone. Usually it earns him a chuckle, even a particularly hearty laugh when he really milks it. Now though, Storm is silent. Swiss glances over mid refrain to find the air ghoul having dropped his kitchen knife and staring at his own hand, expression unreadable.
“You okay over there?” Swiss leans over.
The Storm’s face finally takes on an emotion Swiss can decipher. Surprise, then discomfort. His jaw goes tight and he holds out his hand. Blood wells up at the edge of his pointer finger.
Swiss quickly slides the saucepan to a cool burner and ushers Storm to the sink.
“Oh no, nick yourself by accident?”
“I guess? Hurts…”
“I’ve got you. Let's get it cleaned up.”
Watching Storm’s face carefully, Swiss realizes the air ghoul is waiting on his reaction to gauge how to respond. Even just a minor cut as the running water reveals, it must sting like hell. Still Storm’s eyes remain locked on him, searching.
Swiss keeps his tone steady but light. “First injury topside?”
Storm nods.
“Okay.” Swiss gingerly turns Storm’s hand over to give it a closer look. “Doesn’t look too deep. How bad does it hurt?”
“Doesn’t feel great.” A grimace slipping through.
“I’m sorry, dear. It's going to be okay though. I can heal it with my bit of quintessence. Or we can wrap it up and go see Aether or Phantom.”
“I trust you.”
In the heat of it, Swiss doesn’t let on what those few little words mean coming from a ghoul pulled from the pits mere weeks ago, and no hesitation at that. He just coaxes his bit of magick forth to mend the split skin and soothe the pain.
The effect is immediate. Storm’s expression finally breaks, a shaky breath betraying his unease. Swiss is reassured though to see it quickly shift to something calmer like relief as the cut disappears as if it never happened at all.
“Better?”
“Yeah.”
“Feeling okay?”
“Mm…” Storm breathes a heavy exhale. “Just a little freaked. Got my fingers too close and…”
“It happens to the best of us. Do you want to go sit? I can handle the rest.”
“Can I still help? I don’t want to make you do everything because I messed up.”
“Hey it's okay, I promise. Accidents happen. You’re welcome to do whatever makes you feel most comfortable.” Swiss gives him a friendly nuzzle. “Would you like to take over flipping the omelets and I’ll finish dicing the onions?”
I got a bit overwhelmed with how many art fight attacks I'm drawing at once rn and decided to draw Copia to chill myself out lol 😅 I think at the end of the day he always ends up covered in ghoul fur
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It happens when Rain is still fresh; when he's still wrapping his mind around what bodies can do and when the stretch of Mountain's cock is tinted with something a bit more than just pleasure.
It's not the first time they've been together. Not the second, or even the third, but it is the first time that Mountain laid the long line of his body against Rain's back when his thrusts became staggered, the first time he tried to get closer when he finished instead of pulling away to make some part of Rain's skin a canvas to splatter. When Mountain moans long and low into Rain's ear, the warmth of his body spreading into his spine, he stays exactly where he is. And Rain feels it in his cunt, the way Mountain's heat spills into him there, too, filling him up more than he thought he could carry.
He doesn't know how much there is, whether it's normal or a little or too much. It feels like too much; it spills out around Mountain's cock, leaking out of his hole and dripping drown. Rain knows because he can feel it sliding down his thigh.
But it feels good, to be used that way, to be stuffed beyond what he can hold. When Mountain finally pulls out, panting on his knees behind Rain to admire his work, Rain's fingers beat his to the drop spilling down. He catches it and flops onto his back, admiring the way the light casts through it and the way it coats his skin. It's thick. A bit sticky. Nothing Rain hasn't seen before.
The air feels heavy between them. A thought forms in Rain's sex-addled mind, and Mountain must feel it, because his gaze meets Rain's just in time to watch him bring those coated fingers to his mouth.
He licks them first, curious, letting the taste make its way to his tongue and settle. It's salty, musky, with maybe a ghost of sweet. Somehow, he thinks it tastes like Mountain. So he goes back.
Rain crooks his fingers to scoop up the line of cum running down his thigh and tastes that too— this time, he sucks it off his fingers. It's quicker that way.
He gasps when he touches himself, his fingers brushing his sensitive, still-stretched walls to reach the rest of the gift Mountain's given him. He licks it all, every last drop, cleaning himself until he realizes all at once that he misses the feeling of fullness he had only moments ago.
Mountain's eyes haven't left his fingers. Rain's not even sure he's blinked.
When Rain finally speaks, it's to state the very simple conclusion he's reached, and his voice comes out hoarse but steady:
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Mountain: *dropping his whole glorious long boy self onto Aether's lap*
Mountain: The universe is cold and unfeeling. The only constant is chaos.
Aether: Did Dew eat all the triple chocolate chip pancakes again?
The hunting pod is hailed home with excited chatter from the rest of the pod as they pass out their spoils. Water weaves over to Dew, expression warm.
“How did it go? Aurora says we have you to thank for today’s feast.”
Dew flushes all over again but takes the compliment gratefully.
“It was honestly really fun. Hunting is so much easier with a group.”
Water chuckles. “Indeed it is. We’re lucky to have such a large pod. The more the merrier.” He winks.
Dew senses the invitation there but doesn’t have the chance to respond. Sunshine and Tempest have gotten into a friendly tussle, drawing everyone’s attention. It seems the food and camaraderie has them in a playful mood.
Water calls for order until everyone has had a chance to eat and things reluctantly settle for now. Food is scarfed quickly though and before long a round of tag has begun. In quick succession, Tempest, Sunshine, Lake, and then Rain are it.
Rain’s already toothy grin goes mischievous as they dart over to Dew. Rather than pounce or tumble into him the way most of the other mers pass the role, Rain darts over, smiles sweetly, and gives him a nuzzle on the cheek. The way it causes Dew’s brain to short circuit a little has him almost missing their murmur of “you’re it,” right against his finned ear, before they’re racing away just as quickly.
Dew’s higher functioning capabilities stall out for a long moment and of course everyone uses it as a chance to get out of easy range. A chase it is then. He chuckles to himself, Before his face has even started to cool from the furious blush that dusts his cheeks, he’s taking off towards Aurora who squeals excitedly and turns to flee.
And so it goes. Dew finds himself continually distracted, thoughts of returning to the surface chased away by this or that. Even after the match of tag there's plenty to do and see. Everything from chores around the reef to the younger mers making a game of showing him each and every shiny rock and shell they can find. The best is when the whole pod pulls him into yet another game, this time a massive round of hide and seek.
Naturally they make him the seeker before he can even try and talk his way out of playing. Simply put, everyone suddenly darts off in ten different directions at once, only Water remaining by Dew’s side to explain the task that’s just been presented to him.
“They want me to what?” Dew chuckles.
“They want you to try and find them all. Whoever hides the best, is it next.”
“I think they have entirely too much faith in me. It's gonna take a while.”
“Hm, don’t discount yourself yet. They won’t have gone too far.” Water assures. “No risk of getting lost. And if you want to give up after a bit that's okay too.”
The squid’s tone is kind but now Dew has been presented with a challenge, a dare even, and he’s not going to back down easily.
“Okay, wish me luck!” Dew picks a direction at random and heads off, scanning the sand and plant life for any telltale fins or scales.
He doesn’t do too poorly at all, as it turns out. He stumbles across Lake hiding amongst the kelp fronds by accident but he catches Aurora when she gets impatient and risks changing hiding spots. Sunshine is in one of the many caves so her vibrant stripes don’t give her away. Tempest has buried herself under the sand which Dew realizes from the way her voluminous hair refuses to stay covered by the silt.
Storm and Dew startle each other when they happen to peek over the same formation of coral at the same time. They have a good laugh about it after. And Phantom of course completely scares the crap out of him, sneaking up behind Dew, silent as ever.
“Hells Phantom. You gotta stop doing that.” Dew huffs as his heart pounds dramatically in his chest.
“Sorry.” They look down shyly. “I just figured I should go ahead and come out since you passed my hiding spot five times.”
Dew squints, trying to discern this so-called hiding spot but the only cover on this side of the reef is a large rock and some bushy but short plant life. Phantom answers by floating over to the rock and shifting to match its earthy reds and browns and its rough craggy texture perfectly.
“You win hide and seek a lot don’t you?” Dew murmurs as they swim back over, skin returning to its smooth grey and violet.
They blink, surprised and curious. “How did you know?”
Dew blinks back. “Just a hunch.”
In time, Dew manages to find the remaining members of the pod as well. Except one that is. As everyone gathers around, Rain is noticeably still absent.
Some of the others make it known that they’re itching for another round but Dew isn’t giving up now. He picks another direction at random and drifts slowly, trying to puzzle out where Rain could possibly be.
Not their cave, Dew has already checked pretty much every cave twice after struggling to find Phantom. Not the kelp forest; their blue and purple scales would stand out too much. And probably not in any of the lattices of the reef itself, the gaps only large enough for regular sized fish. As he mulls it over a particularly vibrant anemone catches his attention, it's little arms dancing in the current. He watches it for a long moment, admires the orange fish with black and white stripes that mingle between the fronds.
Then he senses something behind him.
As he turns he already knows there’ll be nothing. Sure enough open water. But then the flash of scales in his periphery. He smiles.
He lets Rain tease him, spins around and around until he's a bit dizzy but giddy with it. Then before Rain can bait and bolt again, Dew whips around once more and tackles them to the sand.
They laugh and it makes their whole face light up.
The afternoon sunlight filters through the water like a prism, and reflects off Rain’s scales like gemstones. It bathes the both of them in prismatic light.
And Rain is gorgeous like this; even more than usual. Silky hair fanned out, shimmering like something out of a dream. Sparkling like a rainbow after a storm. And yet finally tangible. Finally nothing threatens to pull them apart.
Dew shifts from where he’d sprawled on top of them to curl up beside them instead. Their webbed hands find each other and Dew rests his head in the crook of their neck like it was made to fit there. Presses a shy and impulsive kiss just above their gills. They titter and Dew smiles against their skin at the sound.
As comfy as it is though, they both need more. Rain sits up just enough to smile down at Dew where he’s still laying against the sand. They tip their head and he nods before he can get in his own way. Rain leans down and Dew surges up to meet them. Their lips find each other in the middle.
A hunger Dew didn’t know he had awakens in his chest. Suddenly desperate and starving for more more more. Rain pulls back a little, trying to make sure they didn’t push too far but Dew follows to close the gap once more. Kisses them harder and sighs in relief when they reciprocate. Reaches for them even as they're already slotting their bodies together.
And it's like something vital but missing has been returned and Dew never wants to let go.
Although going no further than a session of furious kisses, it still has them both panting and heady with adrenaline. They can’t take their hands off each other; fingers tangled in hair, lips lazily brushing any reachable skin. Touching just to touch, to hold and caress.
“Can I show you something?” Rain murmurs against the shell of Dew’s ear from where they’ve been trailing kisses over his neck.
Dew nods again without hesitation.
Rain shuffles off of him, Dew reluctantly letting them go. They take Dew’s wrist in one hand and a fist full of sand in the other. Bringing it to Dew’s skin they begin to gently rub.
Rather than painful and gritty, the sand is soft. Rain uses it over Dew’s arm from hand to shoulder.
“It’s called a sand bath. It gets rid of dead skin and loose scales. And it also just feels nice.” Rain has been looking down at Dew’s arm as they speak but now they flick their eyes up. “Is this okay?”
“Uh huh.” Dew nods. “Kinda tickly.”
When Rain finishes his right arm, Dew proffers his left, letting them fuss over him for once without complaint or embarrassment. He just closes his eyes and sinks into the feeling of Rain’s gentle touch. His neck and back, his tail and fins, Rain is sure to miss nothing. Only when their sure no inch of Dew’s body is left unloved do they let their hands settle still at Dew’s waist as he leans against them.
Dew rests sleepily in Rain’s arms for a long moment before they speak.
“Want to head back to the pod soon?”
Dew hums. Wants to stall and prolong this moment. “Can I give you a sand bath first?” He hopes his ask sounds like an offer.
Rain makes that contented chirp that makes Dew’s feel all warm.
“I’d love that.”
Dew scoops up a handful of sand. “Okay Rainy. I’ve gotcha.”
Long after the sand has done its job, Dew keeps letting his hands wander, memorizing the shape of Rain’s body. They rest at ease, a smile curling their lips the whole time.
Only when the sun is low in the sky do they agree to meander their way back to the pod.
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First of all I wanna say yayayayyayaayya mixtapes are back and should be back on schedule soon! Me and Jim both got super busy with life but we have a set plan <3 so yay!
And speaking of @jimothybarnes ….
There’s 1 million things to say about Jim honestly. I’ve been threatening him with this mixtape for months but I finally got to it <3
One of the nicest most supportive people we have around here, truly he is so important to our community, a friendly face that talks to everyone and doesn’t shy away from weird or education or anything really.
He has a wonderful list of kink resources for fanfic and real life purposes. Honestly is blog is wonderful for kink exploration, it’s such a safe space and will teach you how to do things correctly! For whatever wicked things you may need it for
And his recommendation list is second to none. I know for a fact he goes out of his way to find smaller creators to hype up while also keeping the regular ecosystem moving. A needed part of our community, we always need to strive to find need artists and creatives!
And for all my creatives, he even put together this wonderful blog specifically for ghost prompts! All you could ever need is over there, and it’s such a good inspiration, even if you can’t find anything, he takes requests!
And of course I have to mention our collaboration with the ghestie mixtapes project. I couldn’t do it without him. (Trust me, I tried once. Do you know how much work goes into those posts??!!? There’s a reason I’m just the designer LMFAO) but he goes so far out of his way to make those special for everyone and I couldn’t have a better person working on this project with me <3
Spread some love to our ghestie. He deserves it <3
