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➽─dewdrop x phantom, take it slow─❥

.★...summary; phantom and dewdrop get carried away while cuddling, dew gets overwhelmed in a good way.★.warnings; transmasc!phantom, use of cunt and dick for phantom, dewdrop cums quicker than he wants to, dewdrop is pathetic about it/a crybaby, penetrative (vaginal) sex, unprotected/unsafe sex, dew is a freak, phantom is mean but dew likes it, light tail play, horn play, biting that causes blood in a fun way

.★...authors note; i don't really know how to tag, this is my first time sharing my work publicly! I hope you enjoy!! wc; 2.7k <3

Phantom rubbed his hands against the bare skin of Dewdrop’s back, slow smooth circles easing him into the quiet almost dark of their room, the only light being the soft glow of Dew’s skin and the cigarette he was smoking. The muffled echoes of footsteps and voices muffled by their door.

They had been like this for two hours, naked and silent in the white sheets of their hotel bed, shifting slightly but never once getting up.

His attention solely on Dew, back turned to him with a cigarette lazily hanging from his lips, stewing in what Phantom had decided to was annoyance, citing their last-minute flight cancellation as the cause.

Sucking in a deep breath he took his hands off Dew’s back, hesitating for just a moment as he heard his partner's breath halt for a moment.

“where are you going?” he asked, voice low and quiet as if he were scared to speak, smoke flowing from his lips and gills. It was hard for Phantom to figure out what was infernal smoke and what was cigarette smoke.

“I was just gonna go sit on the balcony, give you some space.”

“I don’t want space,” Dew huffed, putting out his cigarette against the ashtray on the bedside.

Sitting up he sighed, wrapping his arms around Phantom from behind, burying his face in his shoulder, pressing a kiss to his skin “I’m sorry Bug,” he sighed.

“You didn’t do anything and I’m ignoring you like some asshole.”

“You don’t mean to,” Phantom chuckled, leaning back against Dew, hands moving to rest on his forearm, squeezing gently.

Dew sighed, burying his face in the crook of Phantom’s neck, pressing kisses to the skin there. His lips dry yet they felt so good to Phantom, it was almost delicious, the feeling going straight to his cunt.

He had no intentions of telling Dew that, telling him that his arms around his waist, the soft fan of his breath, the feeling of his lips against his skin, the low purr of his voice, it all went straight to his aching cunt.

“Stay with me, please?” Dew all but begged, a grin spreading across his lips as he felt Phantom nod, pulling him further onto the bed, laying down with Phantom pressed against his chest, His tail resting over Dew’s hip as if keeping him there.

“You don’t have to beg,” Phantom chuckled, closing his eyes, letting Dew’s hands travel up and down his stomach “, I’ll always stay,” he added softly.

Dew hummed, pressing kisses to Phantom’s neck and back nice and slowly, his left hand rubbing up and down his side, his right hand carefully making its way to the base of his tail drawing a sweet sigh from him, the sound going right to Dew’s cock.

The two stayed like that, the soft rubbing of Phantom’s tail, the soft kisses to his skin, the quiet breathing and the faint glow of Dew’s skin and gills almost enough to send Phantom back to sleep if it weren’t for the aching need to be full and the fact he could feel Dew’s cock resting against his back, half hard and useless in their embrace.

As if testing the waters Phantom squirmed against Dew slightly, feeling Dew’s cock kick against his back, his hand halting where it was rubbing at the base of his tail.

“firefly..”He whispered, breath hitching as he felt Dew’s breath quicken for a moment.

“Yeah?” he asked, words fanning against Phantom’s skin, hand on his stomach moving lower until his fingers were brushing the soft curls that hid his dripping cunt, his dick throbbing at the idea of Dew’s fingers on him.

“Please,” he muttered, not needing to say much else for Dew to understand what he was asking for, they had done this time and time before and every time that one word would be enough for Dew to break.

“Are you sure?” Dew asked, he knew the answer, they both knew, he just needed to hear him say it.

“Yes,’’ Phantom replied with a fervent nod, “please just-just touch me firefly”

With Phantom’s soft begs hanging in the air Dew adjusted himself, moving so he could properly tease his lover’s waiting cock, his fingers tangling in Phantom’s pubes.

Phantom squirmed, a hand moving to guide Dew, urging him to tug at his cock, whining when he finally did, Dew’s free hand coming to cover his mouth.

“Bug please, we don’t wanna get caught do we?” Dew asked, muffled by skin as he kissed Phantom’s back, already becoming sweaty with arousal.

“Don’t wanna share,” Phantom whined, voice muffled by Dew’s hand, rocking his hips against his fingers, dick rubbing against his middle and pointer finger with every rock, soft whimpers following not far behind.

It was one of the many times Dew regretted the position he had chosen, wanting to watch Phantom’s dick slot so perfectly between his fingers, watch the sweat begin to drip down his stomach, soak his pubes, lucifer knows he’d love to be buried there drowning in Phantom’s sweaty cunt.

The feeling of Phantom rutting against his fingers went straight to his cock, stiffening up completely, not a lot to stiffen but it sure did pull a whine from Phantom.

“Want you in me baby, wanna feel you,” Phantom instructed, it sounded like a request but it truly wasn’t, more of a demand if anything.

Dew agreed readily, letting go of Phantom who immediately turned around, happily being pulled back into Dew’s embrace once they were face to face, his leg hooking over Dew’s hip, pulling him in until their dicks touched.

Their breath mixing in the quiet space they had made, chests pressed together, lips inches apart, neither man paying attention to the shadows outside their door.

“We ran out of condoms, you know that right?” Dew asked in a near whisper, eyes searching Phantom’s face for any discomfort, finding only pure need.

“Dew, I don’t care,” Phantom replied, moving his hands to Dew’s face, “I just want you in me,” he added, closing the gap between them, pressing their lips together in a sweet kiss.

There was no sense of urgency in the kiss, no need to rush. The languid movement of their lips being enough for them, lips parting just enough for slow tongues to leave traces of saliva on chapped lips.

Mimicking the sloppy kiss Phantom once again began to rock his hip, rolling them slowly against Dew’s, their cocks rubbing together leaving sticky wet sounds in their wake, drawing muffled moans from the two of them as they lay in their lazy tender need.

Phantom’s hands moved from Dew’s face leisurely, one arm draped over his shoulder, one hand buried in his hair, fingers tangling in the long strands, snagging here and there, drawing more moans from Dew.

Dew who was becoming impatient, whose cock was gradually beginning to drool precum, whose whines were becoming more pathetic by the second. Dew who knew Phantom was reviling in his suffering.

Pulling away from the kiss, Phantom let out a huff, a string of saliva keeping them close. “Put it in,” he instructed, using his grip on Dew’s hair to keep eye contact.

Dew nodded, reaching behind Phantom, feeling around the empty space where his pillow had been, fingers landing on a travel-size packet of lube they hadn’t yet used, grabbing it he tore it open with his teeth.

Pulling back from Phantom a little, Dew squeezed the packet out onto his cock, throwing what was left of it aside knowing he wouldn't deal with it later.

Bringing his hand to his cock he slid it up and down, spreading the lude, thumbing at his slit. Gliding his cock against Phantom’s once more before pressing it against his hole, pushing in slowly. The warmth of his cunt, the wet sound of him pushing in, the gasp he let out it all was enough to make Dew almost blow already.

Phantom rested his head against Dew’s shoulder, cunt squeezing at Dew’s cock, whining as he felt Dew pulse inside him, at the heat raiding off of him burning at his sensitive skin deliciously, at how easily he took Dew, how perfectly he fit.

The two lay like that for a moment, breathing in each other's uneven air, sweat dripping down Phantom’s neck and forehead dripping onto Dew’s shoulder, his leg still slung over his hip, keeping him there, keeping them flush, letting their messy pubes tangle together.

“Move, I know you can,” Phantom mumbled his demand, voice low almost a whisper.

Dew was quick to give Phantom what he wanted, both hands moving to his hips as he began to rock into him, barely pulling out before sliding back in again, Phantom taking him so well, not that there was a lot of him for Phantom to take.

“Your dick feels so good,” Phantom praised in that same almost whisper, breath becoming heavy, eyelids quickly falling closed.

The praise went straight to Dew’s head, in any other scenario he would act upon that, get all cocky but right now all he could do is whine, tail swaying against the bed in time with his thrusts. He could be good just this once, he could do as he was told just this once even if it sounded easier than it was.

Phantom seemed to pick up on how hard it must be, being so good for him, lifting his head he gently wrapped his fingers around Dew’s left horn, scraping his nails over the jagged pieces, pulling a groan from his parted lips.

“you like that baby?” He whispered, digging a nail into one of the breaks, “like when I touch your horn like that? freak,” he added, almost hissing as he did so.

Dew moaned pathetically at his words, moving a hand from Phantom’s hip to cover the sound, hips stuttering, body shuddering, tears pricking the corners of his eyes.

“Come on baby, you can fuck me better than that,” Phantom hummed, fingers dropping to the base of Dew’s horn, squeezing slightly, drawing another moan from Dew, his tail flicking.

Doing as he was told Dew shifted slightly, rolling his hips fervently into Phantoms. The leg Phantom had over his hip now hooked around his leg, wanting to be closer, as if rewarding him, Phantom used his grip on Dew’s horn to guide his face to the sweat dripping down his neck, Dew quickly got the memo, dragging his tongue along the salty warm skin, catching the beads of sweat eagerly, causing Phantom’s cock to throb.

The air between them thick, the sound of their breathing mixed with Phantom's soft ‘ah’s and Dew’s pathetic whines as he felt that coil in his gut begin to wind too soon, knowing it wouldn’t be long before it snapped. His chest rising and falling erratically, trying to focus on anything but cumming inside Phantom, spilling everything he had for him.

It seemed almost futile, trying to hold back. Phantom bringing his free hand between them, tugging at his swollen cock making his cunt throb around Dew, making it ever so harder to hold back.

“Fuck- Bug I-I can’t-” Dew began, hushed voice breaking, sounding like he was about to cry.

“Can’t,” Phantom panted, cutting himself off to bite back a moan, “can’t what?”

“I’m gonna cum,” Dew whimpered, breath ragged against Phantom’s neck, another whine ripping through him as Phantom pulled him back.

Phantom looked over Dew’s face, the glow radiating off of him, the tears so close to spilling, his half-lidded lustful stare, “you’re so pathetic,” he teased, pulling him into another kiss.

Dew kissed back almost immediately, all spit and tongues and teeth, Phantom’s fangs nipping at Dew’s lip-drawing blood, neither man pulled away, the taste causing Dew to moan, digging the hand still on Phantom’s hip further into the flesh most definitely leaving bruises.

Phantom moaned in return at the bruising grip, beginning to roll his hips into Dew’s doing his hardest to match the pace he had already set, infernal smoke beginning to seep from Dew’s gills as he got closer and closer.

Phantom’s fingers continued to explore the cracks and jagged shards of Dew’s horn, continued to tug at his cock, drawing more moans and whimpers and little ‘ah ah ah’s that only got swallowed up by Dew, Dew whose pace had gotten sloppier.

“Shit- Phantom I’m-I’m gonna-” Dew tried to warn, barely pulling away to speak, his words broken up with gasping breaths.

“Cum for me,” Phantom encouraged, pressing a sweet kiss to Dew’s lips.

Dew shuddered in relief at the permission, gripping onto Phantom roughly, digging his blunt nails into his flesh, continuing to roll his hips enthusiastically albeit sloppily, his hips stuttering as that coil in his gut snapped.

He let out a cry of Phantom’s name, all muffed by Phantom forcing him into a deeper kiss, keeping him as quiet as he could, revelling in the feeling of Dew’s cum spilling inside him, his cock throbbing, the tears spilling down his cheeks.

The roll of their hips not stopping, not even as Dew pulled away from the kiss with a sob, hiding his face in Phantom’s neck, wet tears and spit covering his skin, it all starting to feel too much in a way Dew utterly adored.

“we can stop,” Phantom offered, panting softly, moving his hand from the broken horn to the base of his neck.

“No, I don’t wanna stop, please I don’t wanna stop,” Dew pleaded like his life depended on it, pressing wet kisses to Phantom’s neck.

Before Phantom could reply Dew pulled out, a whine leaving him as he felt Dew’s cum slide slowly out of him, whining more as Dew shoved him onto his back only to slip his dick right back in again, Dew falling forward, kissing at Phantom’s neck once more, shoving the only pillow on the bed under Phantom’s hips as he wrapped his arms around his neck, bringing him in as close as he could.

Without a second thought Dew began moving again, thrusting his cock into Phantom, his cum spilling out each time their hips were flush, the wet sounds filling his ears in the best possible way.

Phantom’s mouth fell open at the change of pace and position, nails digging into Dew’s back, leaving angry irritation behind, drool spilling from the corner of his mouth, his mind starting to feel fuzzy.

“Please cum, I need it so bad,” Dew begged, panting heavily against his neck, eyes closing completely, his fangs ghosting over his skin.

Phantom let out a desperate groan, dragging his nails down Dew’s back, cunt throbbing, Dew’s begging tightening that coil in his gut further and further.

Phantom’s eyes fell closed, “Dew, do it,” he demanded though it almost sounded like a plead, the encouragement enough for Dew to sink his teeth into Phantom’s neck leaving a small slow trickle of blood in its wake that Dew immediately licked away, his tongue dipping into the small holes his teeth created earning a loud moan in response.

No longer did they care about the band outside, about who could hear them, who could walk in on them all they cared about was how good they felt, how badly they needed each other.

It wasn’t long before that coil Dew had wound for Phantom snapped, Dew’s rough thrusts and pathetic sobs ripping Phantom’s orgasm from him almost violently.

His cunt clenched around Dew’s cock, keeping him there, nails digging so harshly into his back there would definitely be marks, his body tensing, Dew’s name leaving his lips loud enough for their whole floor to know what they had just done.

Not that Phantom cared, he felt too full to care, his mind too blank and his body too warm and Dew’s weight on top of him too perfect as they lay there, sweat-soaked skin sticking together, cum and slick dripping between them, blood and drool covering Phantom’s neck, Dew’s breathing uneven and smokey.

“I don’t think I’m gonna be able to move baby,” he panted out, voice still so watery.

“I wouldn’t even make you,” Phantom laughed, holding Dew there, one hand still on his back the other cradling his head gently.

“do you think they heard?” Dew asked, exhaustion heavy in his voice.

“I don’t care if they did,” Phantom hummed, lifting his hips as Dew pulled the pillow from under them, getting comfortable.

Dew chuckled, “lucky them”

“yeah, lucky them.”

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