Mountain/Rain (Oral Sex)

Mountain doesn’t forget to eat lunch on purpose. He just gets busy in the greenhouse and works straight through lunchtime. Somehow even his stomach forgets to remind him with a grumble or two. Instead, one of his packmates will often drag him inside or just bring some food out to him.

The days Rain brings him food are Mountain’s favorite. The sandwich of the day and whatever fruit Rain picked on the way over is accompanied by a little treat for working so hard.

The first time Rain unceremoniously plopped on his knees and began fiddling with Mountain’s belt buckle, the earth ghoul stopped him. Not out of lack of interest; his protest had been that maybe Rain deserved the treat for being sweet to come all the way out to the greenhouses to ensure Mountain had eaten. Rain had just tutted. Said that Mountain deserved some recognition for all he does keeping the ministry fed. And besides, the satisfaction of making Mountain feel good was enough and that Mountain could get him back later.

Mountain didn’t object much after that. It’s hard to complain when someone deepthroats your cock like it’s nothing and begins to purr on top of that.

Now it’s their thing. Mountain never requires it, of Rain or anyone else. Always waits for Rain to initiate. Always praises Rain during and after the act too; tells him how good it feels. And if during the slower days, those warm lazy ones, when not much needs to get done; if Rain's show of appreciation escalates into them curling up in Mountain’s daybed, tucked away at the back of the greenhouse, for some more involved fun. Well that’s for them to know.

i dont know. i usually make mac n cheese with a wooden spoon. that's all you need to know about how we got here.

mountain/aurora impact play w/a kitchen utensil. okay? okay.

"Don't have to do it very hard for me to like it, big guy," Aurora says quietly, smoothing her hands up and down Mountain's chest. "Just a little bit. Make my ass a nice cherry red for you to drool over."

"F-fuck," Mountain slurs against her lipgloss-coated mouth. His dick twitches in further interest.

She slides the spoon into his hand at the same moment she slips her tongue into his mouth, warming him up to the feeling of wanting to use it on her. He's always keen for a nice spanking or two, but he's less enthusiastic of using things that could hurt a great deal more.

"Don't think too hard about it," Aurora assures. "I'm a tough girl." She arches over his lap, moving to kiss at his neck so he has a perfect view of her too-tiny skirt.