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There was something undeniably thrilling about witnessing the summoning of a new ghoul and you stood behind your Papa anxiously, waiting with baited breath for the ritual to begin…
It had been a few years since you first joined the Ministry as a brother of sin but you had recently befriended the ghouls who worked for Copia and were suddenly deemed a good choice to assist with welcoming two new recruits. The offer to help had come as a surprise to you but you gladly accepted it when Copia explained what your aid entailed.
So here you were, standing a few feet away from the summoning circle that had been drawn on the stone floor of the altar room using Papa’s blood, holding close to your chest a blanket you would need to give to one of the new summon. Beside you, a sister of sin who had been asked the same as you was standing and the two of you exchanged a tense little smile. You knew that today’s ritual aimed to add to the current ghoul pack a new quintessence ghoul and a new multi ghoulette and you couldn’t wait to meet them both.
The room was illuminated by the soft glow of candlelight, reflecting its gleam on the precious stones that adorned Papa’s chasuble and mitre as well as the ghouls’ goggles on their black leathery masks. All eight ghouls stood around the circle, hands joined together and heads held low, waiting for their Papa to begin. Copia cleared his throat and started reciting his well-rehearsed spell spoken in the Infernal language and the ghouls followed soon after.
Something in the air shifted from this point on, tension rising, floor trembling, until a portal opened and a surge of energy flooded the room. A sudden cloud of dark smoke filled the space and disappeared into thin air to reveal two bodies when the last word of the incantation was pronounced.
Everyone watched as the naked figures blinked a few times, cautiously taking in their surroundings. They were both covered in ghoulish blood, a black viscous substance like unholy ichor, which evaporated to leave them clean and unharmed in just a few seconds.
“Welcome, Aurora and Phantom”, Copia declared, giving the ghouls the gift of their names.
You watched the sister of sin that had been standing next to you rush to the small ghoulette who was still curled up on the floor, throwing her blanket at her before helping her stand upright and step aside to guide her out of the room.
You, however, felt like you couldn’t move and your feet were glued to where you stood motionless, your hands still clenching your own blanket like you had forgotten what you were supposed to do. You had never seen a ghoul unmasked before and you found Phantom’s beauty to be nothing short of absolutely mesmerizing.
His skin was a pretty lavender shade, freckled with darker violet specks all over his body. The lanky ghoul’s forehead was adorned with two shimmering black horns, thin and elongated that pointed straight up and around which fell his purple hair. His eyes seemed to hold entire galaxies and you quickly found yourself lost in them.
From the moment his gaze fell on yours, Phantom hadn’t blinked or looked away from you once, no doubt enjoying the way he was captivating you, your mouth hanging open in silent admiration. The air around him felt charged, electrifying and tingly from the surplus of his quintessence, the aura of the strange magic dancing around your body pleasantly.
“Fratello, the blanket per favore”, Copia said upon noticing that you had remained immobile, gesturing for you to step forward.
“Yes, sorry Papa…”
Phantom immediately got to his feet once you started approaching him and you had to focus pretty hard so that your eyes stayed fixated on his face and didn’t instead follow the enticing path drawn by his happy trail down to his groin, given that he was still completely naked and seemed pretty unbothered by it. Modesty was not something ghouls tended to care about in general and even less so ghouls fresh out of Hell.
You unfolded the soft fabric so that Phantom could wrap himself in it but when you held it out for him to take, he simply cocked his head to the side curiously as if he had no idea what to do with it and kept observing you with wide bright eyes.
“It’s to uh… cover yourself”, you tried to explain but he gave no answer and made no effort to move. “Since you’re naked, you know?”
Phantom looked down at his own body, as if he had just then noticed that his nakedness could be a potential issue for others around.
“I see…”
His voice was unexpectedly smooth and velvety and, despite his friendly tone, it sent shivers down your spine when you caught a glimpse of fangs as he spoke. He grabbed the blanket from your hands and you tried not to react when his claws gently grazed your skin but holding yourself back from blushing was too hard and you felt your cheeks get warm at the contact.
You watched Phantom bring the blanket up to his nose and smell it attentively before rubbing his cheek on the fleecy material with a chirp of contentment. He didn’t hesitate any longer before happily wrapping it around his body, purring softly as he got cozy and with his tail gently rocking from left to right behind him.
You had almost forgotten that you weren’t alone with Phantom when Copia appeared by your side and his presence startled you.
“The sorella has gone to show our Aurora to her bedroom. Could you do the same with our Phantom, fratello?"
“Yes Papa, of course”, you answered, bowing your head respectfully.
“Grazie, caro”, Copia nodded and retired, looking exhausted by the double ritual he had just performed.
You noticed as you watched him leave the room that the other ghouls had also already left, surely to rest as well, which meant only you and Phantom remained.
“Right, I’ll show you where you’ll be living then”, you said, not quite meeting his eyes as you suddenly felt all too shy. “Follow me.”
“With pleasure.”
A weird noise got stuck in your throat and your knees felt weak hearing Phantom practically purr the words at you. Hoping he wouldn’t note the way your cheeks kept on getting redder and warmer, as well as your heart beat faster, you turned away from him and started walking out. You heard the muffled noise of each of his footsteps behind you and that was enough for you to know that he was following.
It was hard to ignore the way Phantom was looking at you, gaze intense on the back of your head, and his body was so close to you that you could almost feel the brush of the blanket against your back and his soft breath hit the nape of your neck. You had Phantom’s undivided attention as the two of you silently walked through the Ministry’s hallways to reach the ghouls’ den, up until the point where he broke the ice and spoke, expressing his interest in knowing more about your person.
“You’re not scared of ghouls?”
You looked over your shoulder at Phantom, knitting your brows, unsure about why he would ask such a specific question out of nowhere.
“No?”, you said plainly as if evident. “The ones you saw earlier at your summoning? I’ve been spending more and more time with them recently and I quite like them. We’ve been growing pretty close.”
The words had barely left your mouth that Phantom promptly followed with another question.
“How close?”
This made you stop dead in your tracks and Phantom almost bumped into you, not expecting the abrupt halt. You turned around completely to face him, mouth agape at the innuendo behind Phantom’s question.
“We’re just close, you know, normal close, friends close. We never… Well some humans at the Ministry are close like that with the ghouls. But not me. Not that I’m saying ghouls aren't attractive or anything! And Satan, I’m rambling, I should just shut the fuck up…”
The heat on your cheeks had spread down to your neck and you rubbed your face tiredly, embarrassed by how you reacted to the simple question but Phantom only smiled brightly at you, unfazed.
“I like you, you’re funny.”
“I- uh, thanks?”, you answered, voice faltering at the sudden compliment that didn’t help making your blush go away. “Right, we’re almost there, let’s keep going.”
Phantom nodded and you resumed walking the halls together, Phantom no longer behind you but instead next to you, until you eventually reached his designated room. You opened the door for him and gestured inside invitingly.
“This is where you’ll be living.”
You smiled to yourself as you watched Phantom observe the space with eagerness written all over his face, his head turning in every direction to look at every little thing, gaze focusing on a black guitar stored in a corner. The room wasn’t bad at all, simply a little bare of personal touches but well-furnished and cozy looking with its grand canopy bed against the back wall. You couldn’t deny that the bed looked much more comfortable and inviting than yours and you sighed as you imagined how restful it would be to sleep there before Phantom interrupted your thoughts.
“The bed stinks.”
He was standing at one side of the bed, grimacing as if it had personally offended him. You frowned and walked from where you had stayed at the door to come stand by the foot of the bed and stare at it quizzically.
“The sheets are clean though? they smell fresh, like detergent”, you explained, shrugging your shoulders.
“Still stinks”, Phantom insisted, shaking his head.
You grew even more confused at his stubbornness and you brought a hand down to caress the clean comforter, relishing in how soft it felt under your fingers.
“What about the blanket?”, you asked, shooting Phantom a curious glance. “It should smell the same since it was washed for your arrival.”
He was still wrapped in the quilt, fleecy fabric carefully hiding his nudity, and didn’t seem to mind it which left you perplexed about his sudden disdain for the bed’s so-called bad smell.
“No…” he brought it to his nose and took a deep breath in. “The blanket smells like you.”
“Oh…”
It felt as if your brain had short-circuited, fried or simply melted. The way he had said this unprompted and unashamed left you a mess and you had to concentrate to ignore the pleasant tingling sensation spreading beneath your skin all the way to your crotch.
“And um… H- How do I smell?”, you asked tentatively, wary whether you would regret indulging your curiosity or not.
“Like pretty boy. Kind and shy and horny…”, Phantom listed, eyes gleaming.
You stood speechless, face frozen in both disbelief and embarrassment.
“You can’t possibly smell that”, you finally said after several long seconds of awkward silence, more as a statement rather than a question.
“I can”, Phantom announced plainly. “And I like it”, he added, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
Phantom started moving towards you, skirting around the corner of the bed, only stopping when he was right in front of you and the back of your legs hit the mattress. You were trapped by his body and yet made no effort to put distance between the two of you or even try to push him away.
“I want my bed to also smell like pretty boy…”
The words left Phantom’s mouth and you fell backwards on the bed, like pushed by an invisible force. Soon enough, Phantom joined you, coming to straddle you and caging you beneath him by planting his arms on either side of your head. His blanket was long gone and forgotten on the floor but you were too entranced to even care about Phantom’s naked form, your eyes lost in the ghoul’s gaze that seemed to go wild with desire.
“Say you want this”, he almost snarled. “Say you want me and only then will I touch you.”
You couldn’t find it in you to answer. You wanted to scream that simple three letter word but even then it wouldn’t be enough to communicate how much you actually wanted this, how much you craved Phantom. You lifted your arms and let your hands gently cup his cheeks, reveling in the adorable confusion that showed on his face, and raised your head to firmly press your lips against his.
Phantom stayed motionless for a second, surprised by your bold move but responded excitedly to your kiss quickly enough. He was passionate and rough, hungry for your lips which he bit with sharp fangs making you moan against his mouth. When an overenthusiastic bite managed to draw blood, Phantom licked at the small drops eagerly, whining at the taste.
Then you felt Phantom get more insistent, more desperate. With one particular moan of yours, he used the moment your lips parted against his own to slip his tongue inside your mouth, wanting to taste more.
You let out a small yelp of surprise at the strange and overwhelming feeling of his forked tongue exploring your mouth and the unexpected but pleasant tingle that accompanied his assault. A prickle that spread beneath your skin throughout your entire body, that tasted metallic, electric, bittersweet. Quintessence.
You had to calm down from the way Phantom’s excitement meant his Infernal magic was now seeping through your being and engulfing your senses with its raw power. You pulled back from his mouth and were panting hard, having to blink away the haze that clouded your sight, and only once you had refocused your vision on Phantom’s face did you notice how feral he looked.
Phantom’s pupils were dilated so wide that you couldn’t see the shiny amethyst of his irises anymore, only the inky depth of obsidian. He was panting just as much as you, if not more, and trembling too, his arms struggling to hold him up above you.
“Phantom-”
“You wear too much.”
His growl of frustration was followed by the buttons of your shirt flying everywhere, Phantom’s claws ripping open your clerical habit, each button falling and ricocheting on the parquet loudly. You didn’t expect Phantom’s outburst of impatience to take such a turn and didn’t have time to react before he greedily went for the skin he had just revealed.
The ghoul nuzzled against your exposed neck and his hands traveled up and down your chest, letting out a purr of satisfaction close to your skin, the rumble giving you goosebumps. After lingering on your nipples, Phantom’s hands made their way down to your waist and hips, stopping when they were met with the offending fabric of your pants.
“Humans and all of their clothes…”, he grumbled disapprovingly.
You watched Phantom try to unfasten your belt but struggling with his claws and you got the feeling he would shred your pants to pieces if he wasn’t able to take them off easily enough.
“Wait, I’ll do it”, you said, gently taking his wrists in your hands to stop him and take over.
“Quick.”
Spurred on by Phantom’s simple word, you loosened your belt and unzipped your pants as fast as you could while he pulled your shoes and socks off, throwing them unceremoniously behind him, your pants swiftly following. You were now as naked as Phantom, your body bare for him to admire and touch, which he did almost immediately.
His hands weren’t shy and traveled along your skin skillfully, knowingly. They reached your thighs and your body tensed under Phantom’s, taut from anticipation and need. This subtle reaction only made the ghoul above you more aroused and he lost all resolve from then on.
Phantom grabbed your legs by the crook of your knees and bent them up to your chest, spreading them open for him at the same time. He finally got a good look at your cunt and licked his lips at the sight, your glistening folds, needy hole and stiff dick all on display. Still firmly holding you in place, Phantom leaned in so his face was hovering mere inches away from where you wanted him most.
“Fuck Phantom, stop teasing…”, you pleaded, trying to move your crotch towards his face unsuccessfully.
“What? Want me to suck your dick?”, he asked with a smile and you could feel the air from his breath brush against your crotch.
You choked on a moan, the sound not quite making it past your lips, and nodded furiously to answer Phantom’s question, making him laugh close to your folds. The eager ghoul between your legs didn’t waste any more time and flattened his tongue against your pussy, licking and lapping at your arousal.
You couldn’t help but thrash and throw your head back at the sudden stimulation, small tears already forming at the corners of your eyes and your back arching to try and get more friction from Phantom’s dexterous forked tongue. He flicked the tip of it on your swollen clit and your hands flew to his head as you moaned, blindly grabbing Phantom by the horns. He groaned when you grasped them and you felt the rumble vibrate within your sensitive bundle of nerves.
“S-Sorry…”, you mumbled, half aware of the way you were manhandling him.
You lifted your head off the bed and looked at Phantom nestled between your thighs, his chin dripping with your wetness, his hungry eyes looking wild and staring right back at you, his proud smile showing sharp fangs.
“Don’t apologize, pretty boy, you’re not hurting me. We’re quite sturdy, us ghouls, so you can be a little rougher with me, I like it.”
Phantom shot you a wink and dived back in, lips closing around your little dick and sucking earnestly, his nose buried in your pubes. It wasn’t a moan or even a whimper that escaped your lips at the feeling of Phantom’s on your cock but a broken scream, raw with unashamed pleasure. Your hands closed tighter around Phantom’s horns, knuckles turning white from the pressure, which in turn only made him work twice as hard.
After letting his fangs dangerously tease the bud, Phantom abandoned your clit in favor of letting his tongue explore further, deeper. His head disappeared lower between your legs and you felt his tongue prod at your entrance, tentatively. When you jerked your hips forward at the feeling, he took it as the reaction he was waiting for.
“Hold your legs for me.”
And you did as he said, holding yourself open for him, trembling arms grabbing the back of your own knees so Phantom could move freely, one of his hands coming to press on your lower belly while he went to stroke your cock with the other. His tongue went back to your cunt and softly, wetly, started sliding inside. It filled you beyond what you thought was possible, squirming inside you and petting that sensitive spongy spot with surprising precision.
“Fucking Hell!”
Your hold on your own legs was growing weaker from how overwhelmed you were by Phantom's assault on your core and your vision was getting blurry from unshed tears. Your orgasm came crashing down fast and unexpectedly, inner muscles clenching around Phantom's tongue and dick twitching from being overstimulated under his fingers still rubbing it.
You writhed under Phantom’s unrelenting touch until he finally let go after you had to push his face away with frail arms. He crawled up the bed to be face to face with you and made a show of licking your slick off of his chin before kissing you, sharing with you the taste of your own climax.
“Hmm… Not only smells good but tastes good too”, Phantom moaned against your lips. “I don’t think I’ll ever let you leave my bed, brother…”
He kept on kissing you until your lips were red and swollen then sat back kneeling between your open legs. You watched Phantom bring a hand down to his cock and start jerking off above you and you were positively enthralled by the sight. Now that you thought about it, Phantom had been so focused on you since the beginning that it was only now that you caught your first glance of his dick.
The purple of his complexion turned gradually darker near his shaft but, even down there, his skin was adorned with the occasional freckle, which you thought was an adorable detail. He looked painfully hard, precum dribbling down his head and onto his hand with every stroke. Wanting to touch Phantom, you reached a hand out but he caught your wrist and stopped you before you had the chance.
“Please, Phantom, let me touch you”, you whined.
“You’ll be the death of me if I do, pretty boy. I’m not taking a chance”, he answered, bringing your hand to his mouth and kissing the back of it.
“Then fuck me at least!”, you cried out frustratedly.
“That I can…”
Phantom’s tail was whipping behind him, thumping loudly against the bed from poorly hidden excitement. In the blink of an eye, he had you flipped around on your stomach with a strength you didn’t expect. He propped you up with your ass in the air and you felt the head of his cock caress your wet folds. You gasped and instinctively tried to move your body back for more contact but Phantom firmly held your hip with one hand, claws threatening to break skin, and prevented you from getting any satisfaction.
“Is this what you want?”
You weren’t able to form a coherent answer, a needy whimper vaguely sounding like a drawled ‘yes’ being uttered and then repeated over and over like a mantra. You weren’t sure whether Phantom had taken pity on you or if he’d simply lost control but he snapped right then and started sliding inside your tight heat with a primal growl.
The air got knocked out of your lungs and your mouth fell open in a near silent wail as Phantom sheathed himself as deep inside you as possible. After that, he leaned forward and covered your back with his chest, panting hard and blowing hot air between your shoulder blades. He stayed still like this for a bit, getting used to the overwhelming sensation of finally being inside you before you clenched around him to entice him to move.
Immediately, Phantom hissed and his claws held on the bed sheet with so much force they threatened to rip it to shreds. You felt his hips stutter before he regained control of himself and bit your shoulder in a punishing manner, fangs slightly breaking skin and drawing blood.
“You’re playing a dangerous game, you little devil”, Phantom spoke in your ear, voice husky.
“What do you mean?”, you asked in return, unable to stop yourself from grinning, clenching around his cock once more just to tease.
The ghoul growled and you felt him shiver behind you but he still forced himself to remain unmoving despite your teasing and growing frustration. Phantom lapped at the small wound on your shoulder and moaned at the taste of your blood on his tongue.
“Satan be my witness, I’m going to wreck you, pretty boy.”
You could feel the rumbling vibrations of a purr coming from Phantom’s chest and then he finally started moving his hips, dragging out the sensation of his cock sliding almost completely out of your wet heat before plunging back in and shoving your face further in the bed from the delightful impact.
Phantom did not waste any more time before he set a brutal pace, repeatedly snapping his hips against your ass and making your head spin. He thrusted in and out of you mercilessly while you struggled to breathe properly and let yourself get ravaged, losing yourself to the blend of sensations Phantom was offering.
His quintessence was charging the air, overflowing from his being and seeping through his skin to latch on your mind and enhance your pleasure. You began feeling almost delirious when Phantom shifted the angle of his hips and started rolling them to assault your most sensitive spot, the head of his cock applying the perfect amount of pressure with every driven thrust.
The new angle was both not enough and too much at the same time, keeping you trapped in this in-between of pleasure that couldn’t get you to your release but still managed to have you desperate for more of this sweet torture. Slowly and awkwardly, you reached a hand down between your bent legs to stroke your dick at the same pace as Phantom's pounding. When he realized what you were doing, Phantom lost all common sense, no longer able to control his primal lust.
"That's it, touch yourself."
His tail traveled up your body teasingly and the ghoul took advantage of your panting open mouth to let the leathery spade come pet your tongue. You licked at the tip of his tail mindlessly but were surprised when Phantom let out a strangled moan, unaware his tail was so sensitive.
You could feel him drool and his jaw closed around the meat of your shoulder again, biting and licking all the way up to your neck, no doubt covering your skin in possessive red marks that would turn purple in a few days. Phantom's tail left your mouth to tangle itself around your throat and gently squeeze. Your heartbeat was growing erratic and the lack of oxygen had you seeing stars.
"So handsome for me… So perfect and pliant under me", Phantom was stammering against the skin between your shoulder blades, pressing endless kisses there.
The compliments and words of praise had your head swimming and your felt your orgasm rapidly approaching.
"P-Phantom!"
"Yeah, I know", he groaned in your ear. "I can feel you get all tight around my cock, pretty boy. Just let go, let go for me."
Phantom pounded relentlessly inside of you and growled with every slam of his hips, pace growing sloppy and desperate. You rubbed your clit a bit more when finally you felt every one of your muscles tighten, more and more until your entire body shook and convulsed under Phantom. You came with a hoarse cry, overcame with intense spasms of pleasure while Phantom keened at the feeling of your cunt getting impossibly tight.
You couldn't quite release all the built-up tension in your body, not when Phantom was still chasing his own high, cock hitting deep inside you with every powerful thrust. Your orgasm went on and on and somehow got stronger the longer it lasted, the underlying presence of quintessence below your skin most likely the culprit. Your skin was covered in goosebumps and suddenly you felt yourself completely relax, limbs going limp beneath Phantom's form.
"W-Wait, I can't!"
You tried to warn Phantom but he ignored you and kept going until you writhed and shuddered under him, a third orgasm merging with the end of your second and making you bite the sheets in over-stimulation and to suppress any more ungodly sounds of pleasure. The third climax had you unexpectedly squirting, the juices of your pleasure running down your thighs and making a squelching noise every time Phantom moved his hips.
Drenched in your cum, he drove purposefully inside you for just a few more thrusts before you felt his pelvis stutter and slow down. His dick twitched inside you as he reached his own orgasm and tipped over the edge, emptying himself into you with a loud growl.
The two of you stayed frozen like this for several minutes, simply calming down and catching your breath as Phantom purred contentedly. You couldn't stop yourself from whining when he finally pulled out and you felt too empty, his cum dripping out of your hole.
Phantom slumped on his back next to you, eyes closed and facial features relaxed. You stretched out your sore legs and collapsed on your stomach, head turned sideways so you could keep on admiring the ghoul. You could feel the blissful energy of satiated quintessence get fainter until it was no more than a lingering memory.
"Happy now?", you asked Phantom with a husky voice.
"Yes, very", he hummed, satisfied. "You smell like me and my bed smells like you."
Phantom looked awfully pleased with himself, grinning from ear to ear as he met your gaze, eyes beaming with satisfaction. Shifting in bed, you felt how the bed sheets were now wet and cold under you and you groaned in disgust.
"Ugh, I'm not sleeping drenched in my own cum…"
You tried to sit up to leave the bed but your trembling body immediately failed you and you fell back into the bed. Phantom could only laugh at you, a soft sound ringing in your ears like wind chimes. He reached out a hand to brush away the hair that was sticking to your forehead, skin dewy from perspiration.
"That was incredible but I feel all gross and desperately want a bath", you mumbled with a pout, still trying to move away from the uncomfortable chilly dampness of the bed.
"Hm, that can be arranged."
Your eyelids were heavy and your eyes closed on their own from exhaustion. The bed dipped as Phantom got up and you heard a door open then the distant sound of water. After that the ghoul was back in the bedroom and he scooped you up with impressive strength to carry you with ease to the adjoining bathroom.
Phantom carefully placed you in the tub and sat down behind you, letting you rest your head back against his chest as the warm water soothed your tired limbs. You sighed happily as you felt him share his quintessence with you through soft caresses all over your naked body.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of you pretty boy."