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Loud music rang through the venue’s numerous speakers, with bright colorful lights flashing and shimmering onto the massive crowd of eager fans. The ritual had reached its halfway point now and Tenebrae stood backstage, shivering profusely and lingering near the curtains as the music reverberated throughout the venue, coupled with the flashing lights. They rubbed their arms together, pressing themselves closer to the curtains, just out of the fans’ sight but still able to keep a close eye on what was going on stage.
After several months consisting of many medical exams, tedious preparations and dealing with bureaucratic bullshit, the band was finally given the all clear to go on tour across the continental US before heading to Latin America and then Australia. It had been incredibly stressful for the medical ghoulette, who had been assigned as the one responsible for the band ghouls’ health this tour season, but by the grace of Lucifer they had thankfully managed to pull it off. Papa himself had even asked her to come along with them, in case any emergencies happened on the road, hoping to avoid involving outsiders when it came to the ghouls. Thankfully, things were going smoothly thus far and nobody needed any medical attention aside from the occasional allergy attack or a minor case of the sniffles. Or Dewdrop being his usual self.
She hummed as the music died down and Papa’s voice echoed throughout the venue, engaging with the fans. Tenebrae had a slight pounding headache beginning to form at the back of her head, probably from a lack of sleep or possibly even from the sheer exhaustion and stress that had accumulated over the last several days. The bus wasn’t the comfiest place to sleep in, especially since the band ghouls usually enjoyed staying up late long after the rituals ended, coupled with her usual duties of meticulously checking over the band members before and after each ritual for any sprains or injuries. Her body felt sluggish and feverish, and the intense air conditioner certainly wasn’t helping her case. Despite how hot even seemed to be feeling, she seemed to be feeling as if it were late autumn. All she wanted was to be able to lie down and sleep through the entire night without aimlessly tossing and turning for hours on end. The only thing that kept them going was the fact that it’d be over soon and she’d be back in her own bed in no time.
They flinched as an ice-cold hand suddenly touched their shoulder, causing them to whip around and glare at whoever had just touched them. It was one of the guitar technicians, a colleague that was fully glamored and holding a plastic cup of water, giving them a concerned look. “Are you alright? You’re burning hot and shivering. If you want I can call one of the venue staff and-”
Tenebrae fervently shook her head. “No no, there’s no need for that. Thank you though. I’ll be fine… It’s almost over and I’ll just sleep it over until we arrive in Los Angeles.” She grumbled, murmuring a quiet ‘thanks’ before gulping down the water like a starved man. It felt icy cold even though the plastic wasn’t even wet, and that was when she knew that she had a bad fever. Great.
With a small groan, they hesitantly peeked onto the stage, eyes squinting against the harsh flashing lights. The dark-haired ghoulette was on the left side of the stage, close to where Dewdrop was. Papa was still busy rambling and interacting with the crowd, leaving the ghouls to goof off on their own or to play along with Papa’s shenanigans. But to her surprise, Dewdrop was instead staring directly at her, as if he already knew that she was there the entire time.
Tenebrae tilted their head back at him, as if to silently ask if he needed any medical attention. He didn’t reply, instead slowly tilting his head back at her before abruptly turning when his cue to start the playing Ritual came. As if nothing had happened, Dewdrop began to play, going back to his usual self and interacting with the crowd.
The remainder of the ritual went on as per usual, with the band finishing their setlist and doing the final bow before neatly heading backstage once the show was finally over. Tenebrae however, wasted no time in rushing back to the tour bus, curling up in their bunk and pulling the blanket over their head. She was grateful that she had her own small room, along with their medical supplies and minor equipment. At the very least she wouldn’t be bothering anyone like this. She shivered profusely, letting out quiet whimpers as her body continued to burn up. No matter how tightly she curled up or how many layers she had buried herself under, it was as if she only got colder and colder as the minutes passed. The small room seemed to turn into a walk-in freezer.
After a while, the ghoulette could hear the bus’ door open and close, along with quiet chatter and footsteps growing closer and closer, signifying that the ghouls were finally arriving. Her mind was too sluggish to even attempt to try to make out what they were saying or how many voices were currently present, but her malfunctioning brain cells could vaguely make out Papa’s voice getting closer. Their ear twitched as her room’s door slowly creaked open, followed by the sound of several footsteps. Suddenly, an ice cold gloved hand was placed onto her shoulder. She flinched. “ Dolcezza ? Is everything alright? Are you feeling ill?”
Tenebrae groggily sat up, pulling the covers off of her head and grimacing at the sudden assault of brightness on her retinas. She squinted her eyes, her eyes slowly registering Copia, Mountain and Aurora’s figures hovering above her at the edge of her bunk. The three ghouls were unglamored and held their masks in their hands, still in their uniforms. They were all worried, judging by their expressions. She could also see Rain, Phantom and Dewdrop in the background as well, watching on in silent concern from their bunks.
“I-I am fine, sorry for making you worry Papa. I am feeling a bit off but I assure you that it’s perfectly normal. I just need to sleep it off before we get to Los Angeles.” They mumbled, rubbing their eyes with a clawed hand, biting back a yawn.
Copia’s bi-colored eyes narrowed and his brows furrowed, completely unconvinced by their answer. He removed his leather glove, gently pressing the back of his bare hand to her forehead. Tenebrae flinched again from the sudden coldness but otherwise made no move to move away from him. There was no point in trying to hide anything from him, lest they wanted to make themselves look more suspicious.
“ Stai bruciando! Dolcezza , I know that you are a doctor but you must look after yourself as well. Please, go take something for your fever and for Lucifer’s sake, do not sleep with so many blankets on!”
The ghoulette grumbled, tail twitching irritably underneath the sheets. “Papa please, I’m fi-”
“I may not be a ghoul or a doctor, but even I know that being this hot to the touch isn’t good for anyone’s health, even for a fire ghoul let alone a quintessence ghoul! Tenebrae, please take some medication and go shower. Mountain, Aurora, please prepare something for them so that they may regain their strength.”
“Yes Papa.” The duo said before marching off towards the bus’ fridge, leaving Tenebrae and Papa alone. Copia ordered his hand for her to get up with some minor assistance. She didn’t want to, but she knew that the human was an incredibly stubborn one when it came to looking out for others. If he knew that she was neglecting herself, she’d never hear the end of it.
The ghoulette chewed on an ibuprofen pill before hopping into the shower, shivering profusely as the unusually warm water hit their body. They shivered profusely as they thoroughly scrubbed their skin and fur, gritting their teeth from the sudden sensitivity. A new wave of energy rushed over them as they stepped out of the shower, carefully drying herself off. A knock distracted her from her thoughts, causing her ears to perk up. A quick sniff revealed the smell of fresh air and mint, giving the two air ghoulettes away.
“Rory and Mountain are done making you dinner, and if you’d like you can join us in the common area!” Cumulus said.
“We also have some fresh pajamas for you, and we can help fully dry you off and braid your hair.” Cirrus added.
A smile tugged at the edges of the quintessence ghoulette’s lips, followed by a low purr rumbling in their throat. “Thank you, I would greatly appreciate it.”
Tenebrae wrapped the towel around their body before briefly opening the door, grabbing the pajamas and uttering a quick ‘thank you’ before closing it again. The air ghoulettes gave her a smile, before padding away once the door was closed again. The quintessence ghoulette glanced down at the pajamas: it was pink and not exactly their preferred color but definitely very comfortable judging by the texture. It was very soft, and the fabric was very breathable and lightweight. They quickly dressed themselves, the damp humid fur and hair sticking uncomfortably to the pajamas and providing extra resistance.
Once finished, they finally stepped out of the bathroom and made their way to the common room. Cumulus, Cirrus and Aurora were all there, huddled on the sofa and quietly discussing amongst themselves. As their footsteps grew louder, several ears twitched and heads turned in their direction. They shifted to accommodate them, patting the empty space as a clear invitation to join them. Tenebrae didn’t think twice and immediately nestled herself into the cuddlepile, a faint instinctual purr rumbling in their throat as several hands brushed themselves through their damp dark curls. Aurora gently handed her the chicken sandwich, to which the ghoulette thanked her before chowing down, mouth watering from the smell.
The ghoulettes got to work whilst they ate, and it didn’t take long until their quiet purrs turned into a rumble that could make a motorcycle jealous. Several ghouls’ hands ran through their curly hair and fur, the ghoulettes’ air abilities working on slowly drying their damp fur and hair whilst Aurora worked on easing the aches that the fever had brought on. Once they had finished off the sandwich, they set the plate aside and leaned back into the sofa, fully closing their eyes. Their eyes grew heavy as their body seemed to melt into the soft warm touches. It didn’t take much longer for them to fall into a deep dreamless sleep, the ghoulette’s purrs lulling them to sleep.
When she woke up the next day, Tenebrae’s body felt worse than the day before. Instead of being cold and craving a fuckton of blankets, she felt too hot and suddenly couldn’t stand their own blanket or pajamas. It felt as if they’d fallen asleep inside of a sauna and had forgotten to wake up before being boiled alive. When she’d gotten up, there was a noticeable sweat puddle underneath where she’d sat. Her pajamas were damp, sticky and disgusting, clinging onto her body. The sweat caused the curls to stick to her forehead and her dark skin was clammy and damp.
On top of that, it seemed as if her nose had decided to be extra sensitive today. Even with her glamor being activated, the ghouls’ scents were more pronounced than usual. She could clearly smell the lingering scents from the last venue wafting within the bus, such as the incense Papa had used during the ritual and the smell of the smoke from the confetti cannons. Her senses of touch and smell were kicked into overdrive, with even the smallest of stimuli suddenly being incredibly overwhelming.
It was then that Tenebrae immediately realized what was going on: she had gone into heat.
The band ghouls had thankfully already woken up and had left the bus, judging by their faint scents. She was alone, and it was apparently already nighttime judging by the dark windows and the streetlights’ bright lights shining inside the dark tour bus.
Wait…
The ghoulette practically jumped off of the sofa, rushing to grab her phone and to check the time. It was nearly 7 pm, which meant that the show would be beginning in about an hour. She cursed, immediately scrambling to get ready. Tenebrae took a quick shower before putting on her glamor and digging her uniform and badge out of her suitcase. The ghoulette put her frizzy curly hair into a loose ponytail before getting ready. After putting on their uniform, they put on a black leather choker with a bat pendant before putting on her glamor: a pair of bat chain earrings. After her glamor fully took hold, Tenebrae did her makeup as best she could, aiming for a simple and quicker style of gothic makeup. After checking herself in the mirror multiple times, the now glamored ghoulette rushed towards the venue, bracing herself for Papa’s wrath.
As expected, the opening band was already halfway through their setlist, whilst Copia and the ghouls were already backstage and were busy getting ready to go on stage. People were rushing back and forth, talking into their walkie talkies as they all rushed to get the band ready on time to perform. Tenebrae swiftly made their way to Copia’s dressing room, where he was just finishing up the last touches of his makeup and outfit. He was surrounded by several makeup artists and technicians that were all busy double checking in order to make sure that everything was in order. As soon as he spotted her, his eyes lit up and he made his way over to her, ignoring the annoyed glares he got from those that were currently working on him.
“ Dolcezza ! How are you doing? Are you feeling better?” He said, removing his glove and gently patting her face with his bare hand.
Tenebrae gently moved away after several pats, giving Copia an apologetic look. “Yes, but I am terribly sorry that I had missed the pre-performance checkup.. A-And I nearly missed the show! Papa, I’m so so sorry and I-”
Copia gave her a forgiving smile, the corners of his eyes crinkling. “ Non ce n'è bisogno . My ghouls told me about how you struggled to get a good night’s rest and told me not to wake you up. But you do not need to worry, just try to take it easy tonight, bene ?”
The ghoulette wanted to rebut him, but she had no proper argument. They were right after all, though a part of her was wondering if they had decided to cover for her and spare her the embarrassment of Papa getting a glimpse into their sex life. Nonetheless, she was grateful for whatever extra time she could spend asleep and for him being so understanding and not prying into their life. Her eyes narrowed as her ears began to ring from the overcrowdedness and overstimulation.
“Ah… Grazie , Papa. I will try to take it easy tonight, though I will still be backstage. Che lucifero ti benedica! ” Tenebrae said, flashing him a toothy smile before making her way out of the crowded and stuffy room. They shook their head and groaned, a light headache beginning to form as they passed by the ghouls’ dressing rooms.
Even whilst glamored, the sheer amount of stimuli within the venue was incredibly overwhelming. Tenebrae could very easily smell everything and even the most simple textures were repulsive to her. She could practically smell the fans’ excitement from nearly a hundred feet away, as well as the accumulated stress and nervousness from the backstage crew and band members. It was borderline nauseating. Her uniform was suddenly feeling tight and incredibly itchy against her skin, and her instincts were begging for her to rip it off. Despite the venue’s intense air conditioning, she was still sweating bullets as if she were standing directly underneath the midday summer sun. How on earth was she supposed to last though tonight, let alone for at least another month?!
Tenebrae was suddenly disrupted from her thoughts when she bumped into none other than Dewdrop himself. She stumbled backwards from the impact, though she was quickly caught by him, his grip tightening on her wrist as he hoisted her back up. The ghoulette immediately took a few steps back to put some distance between them, though his hand lingered on her wrist. His touch was burning hot, as if he was going to melt into her skin. Tenebrae expected him to begin berating her, just as she’s seen him do a few times to some poor random intern that had spilled some drink into his uniform. But to their surprise, Dewdrop instead just stared at her, and she swore that even though he’s fully glamored and was already wearing his mask, she saw a faint red glimmer in his eyes.
“You alright?”
“I am fine! I’m just…not in my best mindset right now. I truly am so sorry for bumping into you like this. I should have-”
Dew cut them off by pulling down his balaclava and giving Tenebrae a smirk. “Oh there’s no need to apologize. Just…take care and watch your step.”
And with that, he continued on his merry way, leaving the ghoulette to watch his back slowly fade into the dark chaotic backstage atmosphere. Shaking her head, Tenebrae continued on to where they were originally headed, lest she get absolutely nothing done before the show. There was probably someone who already managed to slam their finger into a door.
The ritual went smoothly as per usual, although some of the ghouls were noticeably tense and distracted. Whilst Mountain, Swiss and Rain seemed to be okay and played their parts perfectly, the other ghouls seemed to be off. Perhaps it wasn’t as noticeable to the fans, but to anyone that was watching backstage, it was clearly obvious that some of the ghouls weren’t performing as well. But the only one who seemed to be the most tense and was making the most mistakes was Dew.
He had missed his starting cues for several songs multiple times, either starting several seconds early or delaying the initial keys by a few seconds. Sometimes he’d play a key or two either a note too high or two low, making him shake his head in frustration much to the amusement of the fans. But worst of all, Dew sometimes missed his cue to play along in Papa’s stage gimmicks, forcing Copia to improvise with the other ghouls. The fans this time did notice these slip ups, and from her spot Tenebrae could see a few fans murmuring to each other and shoot Dew a few concerned looks. This couldn’t be good.
Papa’s expression was joyful as usual, but the quintessence ghoulette knew from past experience that deep down inside he was incredibly annoyed and irritated by the fire ghoul’s repeated slip ups. The other ghouls were affected too, with Phantom, Aurora and Rain having to scramble to compensate for their packmate’s mistakes. When one person screwed up, it often had a cascade effect on the rest of the pack and threw everybody else out of balance.
By the time the ritual was over and the band was taking their final bow, the ghouls were all incredibly tense whilst Dew looked as if he wanted to be buried alive. Whilst the other ghouls were tossing picks and other goodies to their adoring fans, Dew instead stayed in his corner, close to the curtains whilst waving and tossing picks to those closest to him. After the final bow, once the band was free to finally head backstage, the fire ghoul practically shoved anyone in his way in order to storm towards the ghoul dressing room. Nobody dared to try and stop him.
On her way back to the bus, Tenebrae caught a few words that Copia was saying to the ghouls. She paused, biting her lip as she pressed her back against the wall, holding her breath as she listened in on the private conversation.
The room was eerily silent save for Copia’s stern voice, but judging by the scents, it seemed that he and all the band ghouls were huddled in there. She could practically see them all with their heads lowered like dogs being scolded over chewed slippers.
“... Per grazia di Lucifero , what happened up there Dew? You missed so many cues and it seemed as if you had forgotten songs that you had played for many years! Are you feeling unwell, my ghoul? Is something wrong?”
A few tense moments of silence.
“Well?”
“...No Papa, I’m fine.”
“If that’s the case, then please try to focus more during the next ritual, put in a little more effort. This must not happen again, or else you may get a visit from the Clergy when we get back. Dewdrop, I will place you on strict bed rest until we get to the next venue, so that you may rest well and focus on the next ritual. This means no wandering around and exploring, I truly mean it when I say that I want you to stay on the bus and to rest. Have I made myself clear?”
“...Yes, Papa.”
“Good. In that case, you all are dismissed. I want you all well-rested and focused by the time we arrive in Los Angeles! Our next two rituals will be especially important, and I will not tolerate any mess-ups or slacking off. We will arrive there in about three days, so be sure to stock up on snacks and souvenirs you may want before we leave tomorrow at midday!”
The ghouls let out a unanimous ‘yes Papa’ before getting and shuffling out of the room. Tenebrae panicked and immediately speed-walked away from the dressing room, making a bee-line towards the bus and silently hoping that nobody saw them eavesdropping. They got a few concerned and confused looks from some of the technicians on the way out, but she couldn’t be bothered to slow down. By the time the band ghouls arrived onto the bus after her, the ghoulette tried their best to look as if they hadn’t sprinted halfway across the venue in under 10 minutes. Tenebrae grabbed their stethoscope and thermometer and prepared to begin checking up on everyone.
Checking up on the ghouls’ physical health was thankfully easy enough. However, everyone seemed to be tense and uncomfortable and if Tenebrae had to guess, it had to do with the fact that her scent was incredibly alluring and potent. They could all smell it, and it was no doubt suffocating to be around, let alone having to sit still as she physically examined them for any injuries or sprains they might’ve sustained during the ritual. Dewdrop was last in line, and he seemed to be incredibly antsy and nervous the closer his turn got. He flinched at the slightest touch, and he shifted his body every time she had to look down. Worst of all, she had to pretend that she didn’t notice the very prominent tent straining against his pants.
Once he was finally given a clear bill of health, the ghoulette felt that she could finally breathe properly now that she was alone in her room. They removed their glamor, relief washing over them as their tail swished contently behind her. With her now enhanced sense of smell, it was incredibly hard to completely focus on her job, since the ghouls’ scents made her mouth water, especially a certain fire ghoul’s scent. The mixture of burning wood mixed with sea salt and sweat was beginning to drive her crazy, and Tenebrae wasn’t sure if she could’ve kept a completely professional posture if she had to linger a minute more in the same room as him.
After they put away their things, the ghoulette made their way towards the bathroom to freshen up in order to go to bed. Tenebrae took a cold shower, wrapping themselves in a towel as they began brushing their teeth and applying hair cream. Judging by the silence outside, it seemed that the band had probably left to get a late night dinner, leaving her completely alone on the bus. Or so she thought…
Their ear twitched as the bathroom door creaked and from the mirror’s reflection she could see a familiar set of orange-blue eyes staring directly at her. As she turned around, Dew pushed the bathroom door open and slowly sauntered in. He had put on a loose band t-shirt and some boxers that did nothing to hide the prominent bulge hidden behind it. It didn’t take a genius to guess why he was still on the bus, but still, she wasn’t going to give in as easily.
Tenebrae gave him a small innocent smile, tilting her head at him in fake confusion. “Dew? Aren’t you supposed to be with the others?”
He grunted, the tip of his tail twitching behind him as he continued padding towards them. He stopped just barely a few inches away from her, placing both of his hands on the bathroom countertop, essentially pinning her to the bathroom sink. “Can’t. Papa placed me on strict bedrest, but who on earth can try to sleep with a strong scent like yours?”
“Huh? Mine? What do you mean?”
“Don’t play dumb, you know exactly what I mean.. The reason why the others keep avoiding you. The sickly sweet smell of pine sap and ozone… I know that you were right beside me on the stage, and it distracted me so damn much throughout the entire show. And Papa chewed me out for that.” Dew grumbled, leaning in just enough so that their chests could press together, his boner poking up against her lower abdomen. It left no questions as to exactly why he was here.
Tenebrae gulped as his savory scent flooded her senses, cracking her resolve. “I-I can’t help it. Yours was affecting me too y’know…”
“I can help you with that..” He whispered, leaning in until the tips of their noses brushed together. The smaller ghoul glanced up at her, meeting her gaze. His pupils were fully blown from intense arousal, wide as the full moon. His breath came as short pants, causing his chest to rapidly rise and fall. And she’d be lying if she said that she currently wasn’t also the same way, thighs pressed tightly together.
The ghoulette felt a strong pang of arousal rush throughout her body as she bit her lip, wrapping her arms around his neck. Her core felt burning hot and her thighs trembled, threatening to give out at any moment. “Please…”
“Please what, darling?”
“Please help me, pretty boy.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. Dewdrop immediately closed the distance between them by smashing their lips together in a searing hot kiss. He wasted no time in licking their lips and asking for access, which they happily granted and intertwined their tongues together. Dew bit and licked at her lips, pressing their bodies together and shamelessly grinding his hard bulge against her already slick upper thighs.
As they fervently made out, Tenebrae couldn’t help but to begin to slowly grind her hips against his, her slick dampening the lower half of his shirt and the front part of his boxers. The fire ghoul grunted in response, trailing a free hand towards their black curly hair and giving it a harsh yank. The taste on her tongue was intoxicating and she desperately craved more of him. Tenebrae moaned into the kiss, whining as he eventually pulled away, chest heaving and a string of saliva connecting them both. Their purple eyes watched as Dew slowly kneeled onto the floor, leveling his face with her crotch. She was dripping by now, fully wet and painfully aroused. He licked a tentative stripe up her folds, earning a loud squeak from the quintessence ghoulette, which only spurred him on.
Dew continued to lick at her folds, lapping up her slick and earning more squeaks and soft moans from the ghoulette. The fire ghoul gripped Tenebrae’s thighs, sinking his claws into the soft dark flesh as he continued his handiwork. Her thighs trembled profusely in his grip, threatening to give out at any moment. He buried his face in her mound, letting his eyes flutter closed as he buried his tongue deeper into her core. Her taste was absolutely exquisite on his tongue, intoxicating even, and Dew was desperate to taste more.
“Hmnf, fuck- D-Dew… Please, more.. Fuck, your tongue!" Tenebrae growled, sinking a clawed hand into his soft blond hair and tugging harshly as she shamelessly ground her hips into his face.
The fire ghoul grunted at the sudden jolt of pain, letting out a low growl as he happily obliged her demands. He let his nose tickle her clit as he continued to eat her out, setting a ruthless pace and giving her no time to adjust. He let his dominant hand trail up her thigh, slowly sliding it to her clit and letting his thumb tease the sensitive nub, earning a loud moan from the quintessence ghoulette. She was getting closer to her orgasm, and it certainly didn’t help that she was so incredibly sensitive from her heat…
Tenebrae was helpless against his ruthlessness, squirming as she dug her claws into the bathroom counter to keep herself steady. Her thighs trembled as she struggled to properly keep herself from falling over, her core tightening from the immense pleasure. Her hips began to slowly grind against his face, feeling the tightness in her lower abdomen intensify until it suddenly snapped. With a long whimper, she finally tipped over the edge and came hard and fast, her walls fluttering against his tongue as she rode out her orgasm. Stars danced on the corners of her vision and her entire body seemed to melt underneath his touch.
After several moments of pure ecstasy the ghoulette slowly opened her eyes, meeting Dew’s bi-colored gaze as she panted heavily. He gave her a smug smirk, pulling away from her core and licking at the slick that lingered on his face. She gulped as she watched, letting out a whine as she felt herself beginning to get wet again. The fire ghoul grinned, gently grasping her hand and lifting it up to his lips and giving it a chaste kiss. It was quite romantic, if one could forget about the fact that those same lips were eating her out just a few moments ago. Dew rose to his feet, pressing their chests together again, shamelessly grinding his bulge into her thigh.
The fire ghoul tilted Tenebrae’s head down as they locked lips again, making out again as they both tumbled out of the bathroom and straight towards the bandmates’ bunk beds. She could taste herself on his tongue as she ran her hands up his body, trailing her claws against his skin. Dew also let his hands wander across their body, resting one hand on the swell of her ass as the other traveled to one of her breasts. As their tongues tangled together, he gave her ass a harsh smack before pulling away. With a shit-eating grin he gently pushed Tenebrae back into a random bunk, licking his lips as his eyes briefly drifted down to her slick-covered thighs.
“Spread your legs for me darling..” He hummed, yanking his shirt off and tossing it over his shoulder. He sucked in a deep breath as Tenebrae did as she was told, eyes laser focused the slick warmth that was presented to him. “Good girl..” He purred.
He took his place in between their thighs, hard cock twitching against its restraints. With a low growl, he clawed his boxers to shreds, shimmying out of whatever was left of them. Dew bit his lip as he dragged the head of his cock against her slick, earning a squeak from the ghoulette. The fire ghoul slowly ground his hips forwards, letting out a quiet groan and tilting his head back as her warmth enveloped the tip. He resisted the urge to jolt forwards and completely bury himself into her as he slowly inserted his length into her tight warmth.
Tenebrae’s face contorted in pleasure as she began to whine, feeling his cock drag against her slick walls in a deliciously slow agonizing way. Her hands balled into fists and her claws sank into the sheets, threatening to tear holes into them at any given moment. Her tail lashed against the bed as the ghoulette whined, desperate for more friction between them. Dew grunted as he finally bottomed out, panting softly as he finally looked down at the quintessence ghoulette underneath him: her long black curls sprawled underneath, her dark skin and fur reflecting the bus’ dim lighting, her plump lips slick with a mixture of saliva and her own fluids, and her purple half-lidded eyes staring right back up at him, clouded with intense lust and pleasure as they glowed intensely. She was totally irresistible, and it was clear that neither of them could wait any longer.
Grinning, Dew leaned in to press a tender kiss to Tenebrae’s lips, slowly rutting his hips forwards and pushing his length deeper into them. They both groaned in tandem with each other, the fire ghoul slowly speeding up and setting a rapid pace. He ran his hands up her thighs, sinking his claws as he pushed them apart to watch his length sink into the ghoulette’s warmth repeatedly. The ghoulette let out a loud cry as he angled his hips, sinking her claws into his back as he thrusted into her. His dick brushed up against all the right spots, blurring her vision and sending her nerves into overdrive.
“Fuck… You’re so damn tight..” Dew growled, gritting his teeth as he continued to pound into her. The tension in her lower abdomen gradually intensified, her skin prickling as ripples of pleasure racked her body. The quintessence ghoul bit her lip, eyes screwing shut and tail wrapping around his leg. She was already incredibly sensitive from her heat and first orgasm, and she didn’t know how long she would be able to hang on.
“Dew, fucking hell, more, p-please-” She was cut off by her own moan, followed by a high-pitched squeak just as he began pounding into her g-spot. Tenebrae sunk her claws into his scalp, tugging on Dew’s hair and yanking his head back. He let out a loud groan, snapping his hips into the ghoulette and earning a raunchy moan.
“If…If you beg nicely, I might give you exactly what you want.” He growled, slowing until he was barely moving anymore. The ghoulette beneath him let out a frustrated growl, attempting to roll her hips back in a desperate attempt to create more friction between them, but Dew just held her hips down with his free hand. Tenebrae growled, glaring at him through half-lidded eyes. If her mind wasn’t so clouded by lust and a desperate need to be filled, she wouldn't have given in so easily. She let out a whine, wrapping her tail around his leg and panting heavily.
“D-Dew, please, please make me c-cum!” Tenebrae began, only to be briefly cut off by her own whine. “Fuck me until I can’t walk anymore, a-and so that everyone knows what you did to me…” She whimpered, arching her back and giving him a shameless desperate growl.
The fire ghoul felt his dick twitch from her words, the base of his dick beginning to swell as the telltale sign of a knot was beginning to form. He let out a satisfied growl as he decided to finally indulge her demands. Dew suddenly sped up, pushing her leg up as he thrusted into her as hard and as fast as he could. He could feel his balls tightening and arousal coiling tightly deep within his lower abdomen, threatening to burst at any moment. He was awarded with more moans and cries of pleasure from her, along with her claws sinking into his back. With a few more sharp angled thrusts, Dew leaned in and gently mouthed the nape of her neck before sinking his teeth in and drawing blood. Tenebrae cried as her orgasm finally took hold, making her thighs tremble with intense pleasure and her walls clench tightly around his length as she came. The fire ghoul shuddered, letting out a loud muffled moan as his knot swelled to its full size. Dew gave one last sharp thrust, popping his knot into her and spilling his seed deep inside before collapsing onto the ghoulette.
They laid silent for several moments, panting heavily as they both came down from their intense orgasms. After a while, Dew had enough strength to prop up his upper body and to brush a few stray locks out of Tenebrae’s face. The quintessence ghoulette was panting heavily, looking up at him with tired half-lidded eyes and a satisfied smile.
“You… You ok?” He panted.
“Never been better… Thank you.”
“Heh, it was either this or I continue screwing up with your scent distracting me all the time during the ritual.”
She gently flicked his forehead and rolled her eyes in false annoyance, the corners of her lips pulled into a small smile as she chuckled. Now that their orgasms had died down, they were both left in a puddle of their own messes in a rather crowded bunk. But despite the discomfort, they were helpless to do anything until his knot eventually deflated. In the meantime, Dew quietly purred and began to gently nudge loose curly strands away from Tenebrae’s sweaty face. The ghoulette purred in return, leaning into his touch and letting her eyes flutter closed, earning an amused chuckle from the fire ghoul. The quintessence ghoulette began to drift off after several minutes, struggling not to fall asleep from Dew’s affection. Her eyes opened when she felt the bed shift as Dew pulled out and pulled away from her, her skin immediately missing his warmth. Tenebrae let out a weak grumble but otherwise made no effort to try and stop him, purple eyes following his figure as he disappeared towards the bathroom. She could hear the sound of several drawers opening and closing, followed by the sound of the faucet being turned on. The distant sound of running water only made them sleepier, and they struggled to keep their eyes open before eventually succumbing to blissful exhaustion.
She awoke to soft purrs as Dew gently cleaned her inner thighs and lower abdomen with a wet and warm cloth. Tenebrae let out a low grumble of appreciation, letting out her own purrs as his spare hand gently caressed her sensitive skin, sending shivers throughout her body. A pair of warm lips pressed against her cheek, followed by the fire ghoul peppering more gentle kisses along her jawline and ear, causing it to flick. The ghoulette’s eyes opened and she gave him a small smile, letting her tail brush against his thighs. She shifted as she tried to prop herself up, only to be gently pushed back down by the fire ghoul.
“Shhh, you stay there. Let me take care of you.”
The quintessence ghoulette let out a small growl, though it held no real malice. “It would be easier if I just showered. You don’t need to do this for me…”
“But I want to. After all, you took my knot so well and you were so obedient. Let me look after you, sugartits.”
His words made her cheeks heat up as a faint pang of arousal ran through her sex. Tenebrae let out a small flustered squeak, making Dew smirk and chuckle. Giving up, they relaxed as he continued to clean her up, murmuring small praises. The fire ghoul's spare hand gently caressed her cheek, causing the ghoulette to lean into his touch with a content sigh. She was used to looking after others as part of her job, spending hours looking after ghouls and humans alike and making sure that they were okay. And yet when it came to looking after herself, she admittedly fell short. So much so that she’d entirely forgotten about her own heat cycle, and thus had forgotten to plan accordingly. Normally they would panic over the prospect of having to go such a thing without a mate, let alone whilst having to fulfill her job in one of the most stressful environments imaginable. However, they were immensely grateful for Dew stepping in when he did. Tenebrae couldn’t imagine having to go through another month of this tour whilst in heat. She didn’t mind the other ghouls as much, but Dew was the one who she was closest with: a best friend of sorts.
Tenebrae snapped out of their thoughts when Dew gently grabbed onto her hand, stroking it with his thumb. He handed her a pair of fresh pajamas, before padding away towards his closet to change. The ghoulette scooted out of the bunk and began to change, letting out a quiet pleased hum when she noted that he had handed her a pair of black long-sleeve pajamas, complete with little bats scattered across them. They buttoned the shirt up, sitting back down on the bunk in order to wait for the fire ghoul to return.
After several minutes Dew returned in an oversized band shirt and a loose pair of boxers, hair pulled up into a loose messy bun. The fire ghoul hummed and swiftly hopped into his bunk, right above the one they had just fucked in. He extended a hand for them to grab, to which they happily accepted. After being hoisted up, he pulled a blanket over both of them and hummed as the quintessence ghoulette snuggled closer to him. They wrapped their arms around each other, tails slowly intertwining as they gradually got more comfortable in the cramped space. Dew rested a hand on the swell of her ass with his other hand rested on her lower abdomen, and Tenebrae had inserted her own leg in between his own legs and closed her eyes. The only other sound aside from their now steady breathing was the occasional distant noise from beyond the tour bus, the silence threatening to lure the quintessence ghoulette to sleep.
“How much do you wanna bet that Rain’s gonna be pissed when he finds out that we fucked in his bunk?”
“Wait, so that bunk wasn’t yours?”
Dew gave her a shit-eating grin. “Nope, it’s Rainy’s. Surprised that you didn't notice.”
Tenebrae rolled their eyes and gave him a gentle punch. “Eugh, gross- You should’ve told me that first.”
“You didn’t seem to mind just now.” He hummed, earning a soft groan.
Tenebrae didn’t give him a proper answer to that, ignoring him and nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck, taking in his scent. She splayed a hand across his chest, feeling their eyes grow heavy as the minutes passed by. The familiar scent of burning charcoal and sea salt pulled her to sleep, as well as Dew’s warmth and rhythmic heartbeat and breathing. They’d almost forgotten about the fact that the rest of the pack would be back soon, the thought being nothing more than a foggy thought in the very back of her mind. Their ear flicked as they felt a pair of lips gently press against their forehead as a goodnight kiss. Their only response was to gently coil their tail around his leg, feeling the distant call of slumber grow louder and louder until they couldn’t fight sleep anymore.
Tenebrae wasn’t awake to see the face of disgust Rain made when he got back and saw the absolute mess his bunk was in. He forced Dew to switch bunks with him for the rest of the tour, and ultimately got the last laugh.