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Summary: There’s only room for one princess in this pack. Unfortunately, Rain and Aurora both showed up. (bratting, exhibition/voyeurism, pack as a greek chorus of bad ideas and worse intentions, thigh highs and tiny skirts, public chaos: princess on princess violence edition, little bit of size kink as a treat)
a/n: i just know these two love to drive each other (and everyone else) crazy. the cunt level is over ten thousand
The commons are already a little chaotic. Bodies shifting, games in motion, the gentle thrum of pleasure layered beneath easy laughter. Nothing new.
What is new is the tone shift that hits the room like a snapped tension wire when Swiss, stretched across one of the low couches, opens his big stupid mouth.
“All I’m saying,” he drawls, lazily chewing a licorice stick like it’s a cigar, “is that if either of you were serious about being top princess, we’d have settled it by now.”
Rain, curled at the end of the sofa, barely looks up from his book. “We did settle it,” he says primly, turning a page. “Aurora conceded last week.”
Across the room, mid-popcorn refill, Aurora goes still.
“Conceded?”
“Graciously.”
She sets the bowl down very gently.
“Sweetheart,” she says, syrupy and lethal, “if you want me on my knees, you can ask. No need to lie about it in public.”
Rain straightens. “You wouldn’t last five minutes, baby.”
“Try me.”
“Now hold on,” Swiss says gleefully, nearly falling off the couch as he scrambles to sit up. “Are we actually doing this right now?”
There’s a shift. Heads turn. Voices hush. Dew lifts his head from where he’s lazily pouring a drink. Mist freezes mid-sip of some floral cocktail.
It’s very clear — there's no stopping this now.
It all starts with a look.
Rain, perched delicately, sits up straighter in full tease-mode. Tight black shorts. Thigh highs. A sheer blouse, half-unbuttoned and all attitude. He’s appraising Aurora slowly, legs crossed at the ankle like he’s holding court.
Across the room, Aurora’s eyes narrow. Her lip curls.
She strides over with chaos in every step. Skirt swishing. Hair bouncing. Aura flared just for drama and watches him with that predator grin she’s so good at. Cirrus and Cumulus are already giggling in the corner.
Swiss, of course, pours gasoline on the fire.
“Uh oh. That look says someone wants the throne.”
Rain flicks his gaze up lazily, pops his knuckles with obscene little clicks.
“I am the throne,” he says, sugar-sweet.
Aurora raises a brow. “Funny. I thought I was looking at a footstool.”
A chorus of ohhhhhhhs ripples through the room. Even Mist raises an eyebrow.
Rain uncrosses his legs and takes a slow, deliberate step forward, tossing his book back toward the couch.
“I’d say ‘prove it,’” he murmurs, “but I’d hate for you to embarrass yourself in front of our entire pack.”
“Oh honey,” Aurora smiles, already toeing out of her heels, “I don’t embarrass. I educate.”
Mist sighs. “Should we step in?”
Dew assesses the room, takes a long swig of whatever nightmare juice he’s brewed.
Rain is standing proud, one hip jutting out. Aurora’s tied her hair up.
“Nope,” Dew says cheerfully. He flops into Rain’s still-warm spot on the couch, stretching out like a little king ready to be entertained. “Let the brats work it out.”
Ghouls and siblings are gathering. Phantom’s taking mental notes. Omega’s already claimed a front-row seat. Cirrus has stolen Aurora's popcorn.
Rain and Aurora pause, eyes locking like a standoff in some old Western.
They speak in perfect sync:
“Loser begs.”
The challenge is on.
Rain moves first.
He walks a slow, lazy circle, like a shark scenting blood.
“You sure you wanna do this, sweetheart?” he hums. “You’re awfully small to be starting a war.”
Aurora cranes her neck to meet his gaze, smirking. “Funny. I was just thinking how easy it’ll be to drag you down.”
“You’ll have to jump for it.”
“Good,” she huffs. “I bounce.”
Rain steps forward, slow and deliberate. He looms, all long legs and dangerous calm.
“You sure about this, little girl?”
Aurora bristles. Hands on her hips. Chin up. But her pupils are wide. Her breathing’s already picking up.
Rain grins. “Thought so.”
He steps in, crowding her space. Lets her feel the height difference. Makes her tilt her chin to keep eye contact.
“You gonna be a good girl when you lose?” he smiles. “Or should I be thinking about how to shut you up after you cry about it?”
Aurora snarls a poorly disguised moan and lunges.
Swiss cackles. Cirrus shrieks in delight. Phantom gasps.
She leaps. Rain catches her in one smooth motion, arms under her thighs, legs around his waist, blouse fisted in her hands.
“Pretty baby,” he coos, pinning her to the wall, “if you wanted me to hold you...”
Aurora bares her teeth. “Don’t act like you’re winning just because I let you pick me up.”
“Sweetheart,” Rain hums, leaning in, “Of course I’m winning. You really think you’re the top princess?”
He adjusts his grip, pupils blown, fangs shining.
“You’re already shaking for it.”
“Then maybe you should kiss me.”
So he does. Right there against the wall, one hand braced beside her head, the other curled around her thigh — he kisses her like it’s a challenge and a promise all at once. Deep, showy, and shameless.
She bites his bottom lip and laughs against his mouth. He growls and presses closer.
Phantom whimpers. Mist watches with her tongue pressed to the back of her teeth like she’s imagining herself between them.
Dew hasn’t blinked. The glass in his hand is sweating. He is not.
Cumulus smiles like she’s witnessing the second coming of Lucifer in lace and lip gloss and thigh-high sin.
“I’m gonna need a minute,” Swiss mutters, crossing his legs.
Rain doesn’t acknowledge any of it. He just grins against Aurora’s mouth, smug and syrup-slick.
At least until she moves.
One hand slides from his shirt to the back of his neck, the other to his belt, and with a twist of her hips and a wicked grin— She drops.
Sinks down like liquid silk, legs slipping free, hands dragging him with her. Rain stumbles.
Lands on his knees.
There’s a beat of silence. A collective inhale. Then chaos.
Someone moans (everyone knows it’s Dew), Omega chokes, Phantom looks like they might pass out.
Aurora leans in, still fisting Rain’s shirt, and purrs against his ear. “Who’s shaking now?”
Rain blinks. His tail lashes once. Then he smiles, slow and wicked.
“Oh,” he breathes, filthy. “So you wanna play.”
He shifts just enough to brace on his heels. Thighs spread, blouse hanging open, skin faintly glowing.
Entirely too smug.
“Come on, princess,” he croons. “Let’s see how you ride.”
Aurora straddles him in one smooth motion. Knees bracketing his hips, skirt hiking up, breath coming faster.
“You’re so easy,” he beams. “All I have to do is sit pretty and you fall right into place.”
Aurora’s smile sharpens.
“Oh, baby,” she breathes, nose brushing his. “You’re not the one on top anymore.”
Rain laughs breathless when she bites his lip. His fingers dig just slightly harder into her thighs.
But the second she eases up, just a little too smug, he moves.
Tips them back fast and smooth, dragging her with him until she’s flat on her back and he’s hovering over her.
Legs tangled. Hair a mess. Audience rapt.
Aurora lets out a startled sound, winded by the shift.
Rain settles between her thighs like he belongs there, braced on one elbow, the other hand brushing her lip with his thumb.
“Well,” he hums, “looks like you’re not on top anymore.”
Aurora stares up at him, flushed and breathless.
“Cheater,” she pants.
Rain smirks. “Brat.”
She curls her fists in the sheer fabric of his blouse and drags him down for another kiss, filthy and unrestrained. She bites harder this time. Might draw blood.
Doesn’t care.
Rain groans into it like praise.
Her thighs flex around his hips, tight and possessive, and when they part again she’s panting, lips kiss-bitten, eyes gleaming.
“Don’t get comfy, baby,” she growls. “You’ll be under me again in five minutes.”
Walks up to the bar. Uhhhh gimme a 9 on the rocks. Rainrora as my mixer. Thanks barkeep
It’s a shame she’s such a vision like this, Rain thinks. Aurora stripped bare, kneeling on his bed opposite him, hair loose and just brushing her shoulders, eyes already wide and so dark. He’d be a fool not to take advantage of such a sight. Would be happy to pounce on such willing prey.
But Aurora’d been a brat- which, to be a brat by Rain’s standards is saying something- so Rain leans back against his pillows, staring down the bridge of his nose and smirking to himself. The lights strewn around his bed catch the stones set into her nipple piercings as she squirms, unable to sit still, making her glitter.
Rain smooths a hand down his front, taking a moment to toy at the fins of his gills and the slight swell of his breasts before smoothing lower. “What’s wrong, ladybug?” Rain hums, fingers slipping through the inky black hair just above his mound. “This not a good enough view?”
“I didn’t say that,” Aurora huffs, crosses her arms. “Don’t put words in my mouth. You know what I asked for.” She meets Rain’s pressure head on. Her tail lashes behind her, whacking against the posts at the end of the bed.
He just shrugs. Doesn’t blink as he trails a fingertip over the ridge of his dick with a soft sigh. His thighs fall open, giving Aurora a perfect view. “Yes, I do. You asked to have some playtime with her,” he smiles, drawing precise, perfect circles over himself. “And did I tell you that you couldn’t, or are you here now?”
She just glares, dark grey-green eyes glinting like labradorite. But despite her stony expression, Rain can smell sweet lavender and strawberry, and smiles wider.
“Exactly,” he chirps, letting his head loll back and expose the lines of gills on his throat as he plays with himself. “And she’s not here right now. I have to bring her out. So you’ll have to wait like a good girl ‘til she decides to come out.”
“Rain,” Aurora whispers, and it tinges a little on a whine, much to his delight.
“Yes, Rory?” he whispers back a little too smugly, biting his lip with sharp teeth as he curls one of his long, slender fingers inside of himself, already so wet he knows he’ll have to change the sheets later. And if he keeps his word about having his tentacle join the fray when she likes? He might just need new sheets entirely.
The hand not occupied with fingering himself slides up his chest to knead at a tit, rolling a dusky nipple between calloused fingers. Rain doesn’t stop himself from moaning low in his chest, making all of his gills flutter on the next breath. There’s no hiding the satisfaction in his expression when he notices Aurora’s pupils blow darker. “Asked you a question, pretty girl,” he coos.
“At least let me touch myself,” she hums, upper lip curling just a little bit. She shifts on the mattress, springs creaking as she leans closer.
“Ah-ah!” Rain chirps, grinning as she freezes in place. “Gotta ask nice, baby girl.”
“Like you’re not the baby girl here,” Aurora mumbles just loud enough for Rain to hear.
He just curls a second finger inside of his cunt, petting at the place just behind his dick. He’s soaked, the sound of just two fingers already obscene. “You’re the one who wanted to get fucked by my tentacle so fucking bad,” Rain shrugs, matter of fact. “And I’m the only one who can make that happen. If you’re polite, Rory. Ask for it.”
She huffs, turns away with enough force that her hair flares out before settling back against her cheek. “Can I- Can I please touch myself?”
Rain grins with all of his serrated teeth. Inside of himself, his tentacle curls against the membrane holding her back. “Why, of course, pretty girl,” he croons, fingers pressing into where she moves inside of him. “Give her a show.”
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