#dorem(oc)

There's very... Little that actually keeps his body connected. He's powered by magic, and although it once had a different defined color to it, the smoke has taken it over for longer than Dorem cares to recall.

He's not innately fun to kiss or cuddle because of his strange build (even moreso now, after it deformed), which is why Dorem prefers to hold you rather than allow you to lean on him whichever way. Falling into his smoke will be an unpleasant experience overall, startling the two of you.

You can't believe it worked.

That was probably the boldest thing you've ever said to Dorem. Realistically, you expected him to shove his whole hand on your face the same way he does when he wants you to stop yapping, or just blink you back to your home as punishment for making stupid comments like usual.

Instead, here you are- Behind the very same presumably abandoned building Dorem had been eyeballing -pun half-intended- for a long while, hands stuffed into the deep abyss of his form, watching his cock materialize before you seemingly out of nowhere.

He looks impassive when he stares down at your smaller form, but you know better. Behind those tired eyes rages a sea of vivid emotion.

You watch the smoke coil itself around the front of his pelvis, securing his member where it should be and hugging the solid areas of his body as the thing bobs, looking as tangible as his skull.

Sure enough, when placing a hand upon it, Dorem's cock feels solid, if not a bit wet and cold, a strange mix but certainly workable. By sheer virtue of the soulkeeper's overall stature, the thing summoned between his covered legs would make any human blush.

You're not intimidated, you stopped being afraid of Dorem long ago.

Curious eyes study him avidly as you languidly stroke the soulkeeper's member. Somehow, he twitches against your grasp, feeling so alive but clearly not organic the same way you are. A tighter grip doesn't disrupt the form of his dick, if anything, it appears to have the same light give a standard cock does. Interesting.

" Your obsession with my smoke is almost flattering. "

The entity notes.

" Almost? " You quirk a brow, and Dorem knows he set himself up for trouble right there. " I guess I have to really lay it on thick then. "

There's no need to kneel. In fact, he's the one who has to bend his knees a little. It must be uncomfortable, but the fact that he's willing to do so in order to get his dick wet makes you confident.

The very moment your breath reaches him, Dorem sighs, the thing before you flexing in response. You look up, and in spite of how borderline pathetic that response was, Dorem meets your gaze without problem.

Cute.

A curious tongue decides to slick him first.

A strange freshness seems to coat him. Dorem tastes of nothing in particular, not even the slightest tang a male might carry, his entire length is like a soft chill that settles nicely in your mouth. An incentive to continue surely, because you waste no time wrapping your lips around the soulkeeper.

He groans, a sudden sound that seems to shock even himself. And while it's definitely flattering, you soon realize why his reaction was so accentuated.

If he's moderately cold all over, then the warmth of your mouth must be twice as intense, a hotness that makes him tremble as it spreads across such a sensitive zone. Something about Dorem's gaze has brightened, casting a dim light upon the bottom of his sockets.

" If I didn't know better, " You pop off him to speak, appreciating the string that connects you for a second. " I'd say this is working. "

Dorem laces a bony hand through the locks behind your scalp, a gentle and almost ghostly touch that raises shivers in its wake, though with a pull, he's quick to redirect your attention.

" You aim to test your theories by running your mouth instead of putting it to use? "

The attitude doesn't sit well with you.

The next time you suck him in, you make it a point to go as far as your throat can manage, using your hands to reach what's left of him in a steady, punishing pace. Your cheeks hollow and your eyes close as you lean onto him further, unrelenting.

The soulkeeper's legs are a solid anchor, but his hand remains fixed on your head, a pleased hum escaping you when it moves to encourage your pace, to hasten it. He holds you in place for a few seconds the same way any man would, and you relish the effect you're having on an entity so vastly inhuman.

Although not vocal the way you'd expect, Dorem's form relaxes the more you drool on him, his open chest inflating and deflating as if he breathed the same way you do, a soft glaze of satisfaction taking over such a usually harsh and somber complexion.

You catch him leaning his head against the wall, this zziiiip of noise following as he shreds away more of that unwanted tissue on his face- Just to pant better, to open his mouth and inhale properly. A tongue seemingly made of the same odd smoke as his dick flicks across his now exposed teeth.

The sight alone incenses you in an unexpected way, and a rotten idea springs forth.

Tentatively lowering Dorem's skirted bottoms, your hands release his length in order to experimentally coil around the monster's pelvis. Although you're not immediately sure what to do, your digits rapidly find purchase on the insides of the hard skeletal structure, using it to quite literally pull him forward.

Dorem growls something incomprehensible, snapping his hips so jarringly that you gag hard around the extra inches suddenly jammed past your limits. The magic in his sockets fizzles erratically and his grip on your hair tightens out of reflex.

" Get your hands out of there. "

His chiding is too weak.

All you do is raise your eyebrows in a manner that suggests "you seem to be enjoying yourself though", and as if to prove this, he throbs hard on your tongue the moment your fingers curl inside the holes of his pubis, tugging with some force.

What fun bits and pieces Dorem has, you should explore them further some time.

Right now however, you settle around the tip of his cock, teasing it with your tongue as you prepare to reach towards the soulkeeper's tail bone.

His pelvic crest. Dorem is a strange creation, quite skeletal in nature but not entirely so. Grabbing him by this zone will inevitably make the soulkeeper arch and squirm. It's akin to a chokehold, if he could be choked at all. Although he will give you attitude for such a bold move, it's not very likely he'll remove your hands from said location. In fact, he wants you to explore further more often than not;

If you can, somehow, maneuver him into a position where you get full access to his strange "spine", then running your hands through it repeatedly will not fail to rile him up.

Kinks are a bit harder to pinpoint with him, especially because Dorem won't outright tell you what in particular excites him. You'll find out little by little.

Sensory deprivation. This ties into more of Dorem's kinks, but it also works by itself. Particularly, Dorem is sometimes in moods where he likes to obscure your vision, to dull most of your senses, make you lethargic yet sensitive- The soulkeeper cradles you in his arms and takes his sweet time plucking at your body, delighted by the most minuscule of reactions. This goes hand-in-hand with a desire to:

Edge you. Because there's something so fascinating to him when seeing you cry and writhe. You're so full of life and fight. So delicate. Dorem enjoys being able to thread the lines of your limits, to tug them this way and that, pretending he's deaf to your embarrassing pleas. Dorem doesn't ruin orgasms, but he sure as fuck makes the process of getting there unbearable if he's in a particular mood;

Feigned disinterest. In the sense that while Dorem isn't usually excessively domineering, he likes to pretend he's not paying attention to you when you become needy, especially if this only causes you to get bolder in an attempt to make him budge. It helps that he's got an excellent poker face. Dorem will act like he doesn't hear you asking him to go faster or move a certain away or simply just touch you. Though granted you don't have a view of his face, he will be smirking;

Although Dorem tends to always have a dominant role in the handful of occasions where he's had sexual partners, this doesn't mean he can't be submissive. In fact, if taken off-guard, he could grow to like it.