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Omega had gotten used to the solitude of the Ministry. The long, dim corridors; the silence of the library, and his own sprawling, spacious room. But when Aether was sent back from tour to be put on paperwork duty, the older Quintessence Ghoul felt a flicker of comfort in his black heart.
The moment Aether had set foot back in the Ministry, Omega could practically smell the loneliness on him from being separated from his bandmates and his Papa. Omega's chest clenched at that. Terzo had been gone for close to half a decade but the wound that remained was still fresh and raw for him.
The older Ghoul didn't dare broach the subject so soon after Aether's arrival, but he stayed close. A lurking, reassuring presence if Aether ever needed him.
And one day, he did.
The recent guitarist-turned-clerk's office was down a long hallway in the Ministry in a more corporate wing of the grounds. With so few people needed since the main players were all out on tour, the Ministry seemed fairly deserted. Omega knew it would be a slow day for Aether on the job so he poked his head in cautiously.
"Sorry to intrude." Aether's head shot up, having been brooding at his desk for the past few moments.
"Mind if I come in?"
"No, please, of course." Aether gestured to one of the overstuffed chairs on the opposite side of his desk. They had gone unused since he'd been installed in this dreary little corner but at least he had a window.
Omega sat in one of the chairs; his bulk filled it out nicely and Aether caught himself marveling at the older Ghoul's regal bearing. Terzo's favorite seemed rough on the outside, but Omega had a heart of gold.
"I hate to be the one to bring this up, but you look awful." The older Ghoul's words were honest but kind and Aether chuckled wryly.
"That obvious, huh?"
"After Terzo was…taken from me," Omega paused to collect himself a little. The past still hurt even after all this time. "I barely knew how to function in this world. This place, with all of its secrets. All of its rancor. You can't let it defeat you if you're going to survive. If you're going to show them what kind of an asset you can be."
Aether leaned back in his chair, just listening as Omega spoke. They hadn't said more than two words to each other since he had arrived and now it seemed like they were the only Ghouls left in the Ministry. It was band together, or lose himself completely.
"I'm sorry for your loss," Aether said. Omega inclined his head in acceptance.
"Thank you. Unfortunately, it was…inevitable." Aether stiffened slightly at that, knowing that one day, Copia may no longer be with them. How would he be able to keep himself together then if he could barely stand to be separated from him now?
Omega seemed so strong and infallible. The same way people perceived Aether. This brick wall of emotions; a large, scary Ghoul who was fine on his own. But Quintessence Ghouls were more faceted than that.
The older Ghoul tilted his head up, appraising Aether from across his cluttered desk. The air was still and dusty but all Aether could sense was a strong connection, seemingly forged in the pit of Hell itself; an unmistakable draw towards Omega. Someone he could confide in. Somewhere he would be safe.
The older Ghoul's voice traveled across the space between them, a dangled offer to lead Aether away from his solitude. "Is there anything I can do to help ease your way through this world?"
And suddenly Aether didn't feel so alone.
— — — — —
Omega's presence soon became more than just a balm to his tormented soul. The older Quintessence Ghoul had quickly become his bedfellow. The fascination that drew Aether to Omega in the first place only deepened the more time they spent together.
Tentative touches blossomed into languid, soothing caresses and demure pecks morphed into ravenous, hungry kisses behind closed doors. It was as if they were making up for lost time. Most nights, Aether found himself unwilling to return to his own cold, empty bed; instead, wrapped securely in Omega's arms.
Omega ferreted out every little thing that made Aether's tail curl with delight and the bulky Quintessence Ghoul slowly discovered every way to make Omega purr like a panther beneath him. In their softer moments, they traded tour stories and the different quirks between Terzo and Copia, their husky, easy laughter filling the warm room.
Two short months had seemingly flown by and Aether felt like he could tell Omega anything. They regaled each other with their history and aired out their troubled hearts. Omega felt almost as lighthearted now as he had when Terzo was still among the living.
The older Ghoul relished the sweet gasp that Aether let slip when Omega lifted him off of his feet for the first time, pressing the bulky Ghoul against the wall with a hungry kiss. Aether had been the strongest in their tour lineup and no one could best him like this. A cheeky, disbelieving smile cracked across his mouth as Omega's girth prodded his backside.
— — — — —
The tour finally came to an end and the prodigal musicians all returned to the Ministry. Copia was buried in debriefings and planning meetings, so Aether was barely allowed five minutes with his old flame. So he lost himself once again in Omega's gentle caress.
Aether's room was dim with candlelight, Omega's fist tight around them both. A soft sound fell from Aether's lips, captured by Omega's mouth; that telltale purr, low and deep against his damp lips, made him smile into the kiss.
"So greedy tonight…" Omega mumbled coarsely, his fingers tightening against their leaking shafts all the same. Aether rested his forehead against the older Ghoul's broad shoulder as his hips rocked forward into that delicious, squeezing pressure. "Can you feel it? Stronger than ever. That draw between us?"
Aether could indeed feel something. This intoxicating pull, the magnetic press of their hips. He could sense it just like that first time Omega had wandered into his office. But the tug was stronger now and he didn't know why.
A light, hesitant knock sounded at his door and Aether craned his head as if he would move to answer it, but Omega turned his face away, back to those dark, fathomless eyes, drawing him down into the deep oceanic waters of the older Ghoul's gaze.
"Leave it." Those squeezing fingers. Aether's knees nearly buckled. "You're all mine tonight." Aether's breath was already ragged, hitching as Omega stroked them in his warm fist. But something else was niggling at Aether's mind and he turned his head as the door slid open. Phantom stood there, small and shy, like a deer on the edge of a dangerous wood.
"I-" The freshly spawned Quintessence Ghoul stammered to silence, utterly overwhelmed by these two tangled beasts, so much more powerful than himself. But his feet had carried him here as if he were a toy on a string. Omega's look was as sharp as a blade, displeased at the interruption, but on seeing the younger Ghoul, his look turned absolutely predatory.
They could all sense this silent, building hunger; a concentrated power that lingered between the three of them like the sweetest incense. Three Quintessence Ghouls all in one place; it was the strongest aphrodisiac.
Phantom's gaze flitted lustily between their faces and their hips, swallowing hard as he caught a generous eyeful of their solid lengths; mingled excitement dripping against Omega's knuckles.
"Are you going to stand there in the doorway all night?" Omega's gruff voice broke Phantom out of his aroused stupor enough to slip in and close the door, locking it. He wasn't sure that he wanted to at first. Then there would be no escape.
The young Quintessence Ghoul moved tentatively into the room, as if he was going to be devoured by these two large, feral beasts at any moment. As he ventured further into Aether's abode there was a tingling at the base of his tail; a telltale twinge of undeniable lust.
Aether caught Phantom's eye. The bulky Ghoul's gaze spoke volumes. It's okay, come here. The slighter Ghoul's steps were cautious. He had only seen Omega in the voluminous portraits in the Ministry main hall, standing ominously -protectively- behind Terzo.
Everything Phantom had heard about the older Quintessence Ghoul was merely terrifying hearsay. How he was rough and exacting, a dethroned ruler who still led with an iron fist. Omega standing before him, even in such a state of undress, spoke to his onerous power in the Ministry even though his Papa was long gone.
Such seniority and his advanced age up here on earth when compared to Phantom's scant months on the surface, made the younger Quintessence Ghoul's stomach drop through the floor. But here he stood, practically toe-to-toe with Omega. Phantom gulped, fully expecting to be devoured and in lieu of a greeting, all he could manage was a strangled eep.
"So you're the new Quintessence Ghoul playing for Copia." Omega's voice was as baleful as a hurricane. Phantom's tongue was stuck to the roof of his mouth. Aether stood behind him, those heavy, calloused hands on Phantom's shoulders, silently reassuring him.
Omega couldn't be all that bad, especially considering the position that Phantom had found the two of them in. But Omega loomed over the leggy little guitarist, dwarfing Phantom with his imposing bulk. Luckily, Aether cut in for him. "He replaced me on the lineup when I got put on paperwork duty here at the Ministry."
The older Ghoul gripped Phantom's chin in his sharp claws, silently appraising the newbie. Phantom kept his eyes lowered, half from deference and half from fear. But Omega's fingers were a soft glide against his face. There was no roughness in the older Ghoul's touch and a disarming spark of arousal thrilled through Phantom.
"You're quite cute." Omega lifted his chin gently as the older Ghoul's mouth turned up into an easy smile, a flash of fangs. Phantom flushed up to his horns. He caught himself salivating; imagining all of the dirty things he wished they'd do to him. He wanted to sink to his knees irreverently; to properly praise these old gods.
"Bet he'd look even cuter on his knees." Aether's throaty chuckle behind him made Phantom throb in spite of himself. What was this dark connection? Was it the unholy Quintessence churning through all three of their veins? Phantom's tail twitched.
Aether and Omega were both still painfully hard and the younger Ghoul longed to take those silken shafts in his hands; in his mouth. There was no coercion needed as Phantom sank obediently to the floor. "Can I?" The younger Quintessence Ghoul was eye level with both of their shafts now.
"You can do whatever you're comfortable with." Aether reassured him, placing a hand between his horns, resting there as Phantom leaned forward to take Omega up in his small, warm mouth. The younger Ghoul was not prepared for the dark, lusty growl that rumbled through Omega as he swirled his tongue carefully around the flared, smooth head.
"Mmm…you're a natural." The older Ghoul's voice was stony and jagged as Phantom continued to suck against Omega's length. His fingers squeezed and stroked Aether absentmindedly before pulling off of that thick piece of flesh, now stroking Omega as he twined his tongue around the tip of Aether's cock.
Their twin shafts were heavy against his tongue and his pants soon became unbearably tight. Phantom released Aether briefly to undo his trousers, his hard cock already leaving a wet patch against the front of his underwear. Omega glanced down and slid his boot between Phantom's spread thighs. The younger Ghoul rubbed against it greedily.
Aether's fingers fisted in his hair, a ragged sigh flying from his mouth as Phantom pleasured him. The young Quintessence Ghoul was slick already as he pulled Aether from between his damp lips, panting. Phantom couldn't keep the hungry look off of his face. He needed them both.
Gazing up between these two beasts, Phantom's heart was in his throat. He was nervous, he was slightly smug, and he was very, very horny. Omega drank in his starved look and raised Phantom to his feet. "Looks like you want more than just nectar in your mouth." The older Ghoul dragged his thumb suggestively over Phantom's plump lower lip.
Omega glanced at Aether and then at the plush, large bed, standing like an altar at one end of the room. "It would be such a shame not to use it." The older Quintessence Ghoul murmured, their hands suddenly on Phantom's slim frame.
He quivered like a leaf. His shirt was stripped from him, those rugged, fanged mouths on his warm skin. Tender fingers grazing along the underside of his shaft in teasing strokes. Their claws making goosebumps break out across his flesh as they peppered his shoulders with soft, enticing nips.
All of their clothing soon left a messy pile on the floor as Phantom was tugged up onto the bed by two strong pairs of hands. Aether shared a cheeky look with him and they pushed Omega down to the pillows, their supple mouths gliding across his warm, rigid flesh.
The draw of this mingled Quintessence was making the three of them ravenous for each other. Aether and Phantom's mouths touched briefly on either side of Omega's leaking shaft, throbbing against their tongues.
Aether's tail snaked over to twine with Phantom's, the three of them completely connected; their tails, their mouths on Omega's hard cock, his broad hands on their heads, groaning between them both like a feral beast. Aether drew Phantom's mouth towards his and they kissed languidly above Omega's hips.
The older Ghoul sat up and with a dangerously arousing snarl, pulled Phantom down to the sheets with him, looming over the small, prone Ghoul. Phantom's eyes grew wide until Omega and Aether began leaving gentle love-bites along his shoulders, his chest. Before long he was purring between them as they teased his dripping length.
"Oh, please-! I- I can't-!" He was a shaking mess between the two older Ghouls stroking him, their fingers sliding wetly between his spread thighs. Omega hummed appreciatively, Phantom's cock in his mouth as Aether kissed the slighter Ghoul into a desperate, sloppy mess.
He was right on the edge of his breaking point and they were milking him for all he was worth. Phantom's mouth went slack, a luscious moan zinging against Aether's tongue, swallowing his gorgeous cries as they brought him to his peak like a well-oiled machine.
Aether's hand was loose against his throat, tilting his head back against the pillows as Omega's tongue probed the slit of his shaft, lapping at that honeyed nectar. The older Ghoul's hand was cupping Phantom's balls, squeezing him in calloused fingers as those other digits dragged between the cleft of the younger Ghoul's ass with the promise of sinful pleasure.
"Ahhh! Nnngh! Ohh, fu-uuck!" Phantom's hips arched towards Omega's mouth; the older Ghoul taking his full load. Omega's fingers were scissoring gently inside of Phantom's slick hole, and the younger Quintessence Ghoul yelped as Omega shifted his hips up, knees lax and trembling as the burly Ghoul dribbled Phantom's own release into his stretched channel.
The excess dripped down his ass, soiling the sheets, but they had barely gotten started and there was so much more lusty filth to come. Phantom's chest was tight, trying to catch his breath, his softening cock flopped against his stomach as Omega curled his fingers into the younger Ghoul's body with a lewd squelch.
Phantom was immediately at half-mast again, pushed past his first orgasm into sweet, blinding overstimulation. But the older Ghoul was gentle with him, tenderly working him open. Omega let Phantom come back up to his churning arousal by degrees. They needed him prepared and pliant.
Aether moved behind him, pulling Phantom onto his lap, cradling the younger Ghoul with his bulk, holding his trembling thighs open as Omega's fingers continued to glide into him. Aether curled his tail around Phantom's soothingly, that warm breath tickling his pointed ear. "Do you want us to fill you up? One and then the other? Or maybe both?" The bulky Ghoul's rough chuckle made a twinge of pleasure snake down to the base of Phantom's flicking tail.
Omega's tail rubbed against their twined ones and the sweet sensation made Phantom's eyes slip closed, imagining it: that delicious stretch. Aether's solid length, followed by the deep, intoxicating fullness of Omega's girth pressing his walls apart. And then both of them, driving into his body, stretching him to his limit, making his cock swell against his belly.
"Fuck, please…" Phantom flushed at his own breathy curse. Daydreaming about it wasn't nearly enough. He needed both of them, thick and perfect, taking their pleasure from his body; wrecking him like the demons they were.
Omega's hands replaced Aether's behind his knees, pressing his legs nearly to his chest as the Ghoul at his back eased his fingers into the young guitarist's teased hole. First two, and then four of Aether's fingers slithered inside of him. Phantom whimpered between them like a trapped animal.
Their hands were all over him, tugging and pulling; fingers sliding in beside one another in his slick channel as his muscles fluttered helplessly around those calloused digits. Phantom's vision was hazy, his eyelids slipping closed as Aether growled close to his ear. "You're doing so well for us. Look at that, Omega can just slide right in."
Phantom lifted his head from Aether's shoulder weakly to watch bleary-eyed as the solid Ghoul between his spread legs prodded his backside, the tip gliding into him smooth and deep. Phantom keened, a high, breathy whimper painting his mouth as Omega leaned over him, capturing his fang-bitten lips as he slowly bottomed out.
The young Quintessence Ghoul was half-gone already, and they had barely started. Omega's tugging kiss brought Phantom back up to the surface, only to be pushed back down again as the older Ghoul slid out and Aether pressed inside, guided by Omega's warm hand. He was sure they were going to draw out his pleasure until he passed out from it. But oh, sweet Lucifer, what a way to go.
"So good…" Phantom purred between them, thighs trembling as Aether lifted the slighter Ghoul off of his slick shaft. Phantom could feel both of them, sliding slippery between his legs, their thick, warm cocks building his anticipation as they rubbed against his own. Aether's voice was the timbre of a fallen angel at his back as the bulky Ghoul whispered suggestively in his ear, "You're so slick. Craving it. Do you want both of us?"
"Mmm-hmmm…" Phantom's head was swimming. He felt empty and dizzy, desperate for more friction. His cock was leaking into the crevice of his hip and Omega stared him down, swiping up some of Phantom's excitement, putting his fingers to his lips as the slighter Quintessence Ghoul watched, enraptured.
"We need more of an answer than that, little one." Omega purred, licking his fingers clean. Phantom felt his muscles clench.
"Please…I want them both…inside…" Phantom's look was half-feral, gripping the sheets in clenching fingers. If they left him here, without giving him what he craved he feared he'd die on the spot. This churning, devouring pleasure, this infernal desire that linked the three of them, was consuming Phantom body and soul.
He gritted his teeth as Omega gripped the two of them in his large hand, holding one of Phantom's legs steady. Aether held the other, spreading him apart for their twin shafts. The older Quintessence Ghoul angled his hips forward, looming over Phantom like the Reaper himself; in full control of the slighter Ghoul's pleasure.
Aether's pent-up sigh ghosted against his throat as the heads of their cocks breached Phantom's tender walls. He was shaking apart as their thick shafts stretched him open. Air was at a premium as Omega's hips came flush with his own. Every breath was a struggle as the older Ghoul eased out and thrust back in, deep and slow, drawing out Phantom's tingling lust.
"Too much for you?" Omega could clearly see the discomfort on Phantom's face, his hips pausing to let the younger Ghoul take a breather. But Phantom cracked his eyes open, a strangled moan flying from his lips. "Don't stop- please-!" Those desperate, guttural words, as the young Ghoul's tight channel quivered around the two of them.
Phantom was determined to see this through to the end, even if it cost him his sanity. The meaty stretch of both of them, buried to the hilt, made his vision swim. If Omega hadn't let him collect himself, if he had just ridden Phantom like a disobedient little slut, the young Quintessence Ghoul would have been done for.
He was nearly at the brink again, even with Omega and Aether just easing into him, slow and steady. "That's it…relax…" Aether hummed at his ear. Omega's thrusts grew faster; still a gentle shove against his backside. Phantom clutched desperately at Aether's horns.
"We're gonna fill up that tight little hole," Aether growled, making Phantom clench around their solid shafts. This dangerous, carnal pleasure raced through him like a poison, every breath filled with their ragged lust, every touch of their fingers igniting his blood.
All of the unholy Quintessence between them was building into a frenzy; this writhing, debauched coupling as they took their pleasure from Phantom's body. Aether's mouth left blooming love-bites on Phantom's shoulders and throat, making the slighter Ghoul quiver between them.
"Ohh, ohh! I can't take it-! It feels like you're just teasing me…Omega…" Phantom's eyes were damp with unfulfilled desire. "Faster, please -"
"So the scrawny little whelp can beg…" The older Ghoul's husky tease made Phantom's cock throb against his stomach, smearing a snail trail against his taut abdomen. "Do you want my fingers around you too?" The question was more of a suggestion as Phantom nodded, completely blasted as they continued to move inside of him.
"Nnngh! Please-! Fuuck!" The younger Ghoul was shaking apart between them as Omega drove in up to the hilt, Phantom's body swallowed them both. He couldn't seem to get enough. There was something hellish about their mingled pleasure; a dark, twisting lust that squirmed in the young Ghoul's stomach like a coiled snake.
He had never felt this way about anything. There hadn't been much of a chance for more sinful activities during the tour, and everyone else had seemed paired up already. He had had a fling here and there with Dew or Rain, but this kind of crushing arousal was fresh and hot with two other Quintessence Ghouls.
It was as if their very proximity had aroused his defiled sensibilities, driving him to ever more stimulating heights. Aether loosed a growling moan that crashed into Phantom's brain like an avalanche. He was caught in the older Ghoul's tangling, lustful gaze. I'm going to be eaten alive. They're going to finish me off and lick my blood from their fingers. This is Aether's payback for replacing him. Omega doesn't want the competition.
A million thoughts charged through Phantom's mind, tumbling over one another. But Phantom's racing mind was calmed by Omega's fingers against his face. "Look at me…" The young Ghoul couldn't help but comply.
Omega's look was gentle and hungry as he held Phantom's chin, his other hand stroking the slighter Quintessence Ghoul. Their rutting thrusts drove him to the edge, his muscles fluttering around their twin shafts.
A slick line of drool dribbled from the side of his mouth as Omega's hand plunged down to the base, sliding back up to circle his thumb across the weeping slit of Phantom's purpling cock. The young Ghoul's release was swift and strong, painting his stomach in milky ribbons as his muscles clamped against their lengths.
Phantom's moan was overwhelmed and jagged. "I can't- I'm gonna-! Ohh, fuck, please! Don't stop- Ohh! Hnngh! Ahh-!" This pair of lusty demons drove into him up to the root, their mingled loads coating his walls in pearlescent heat as they growled their release. Aether's lusty groan was muffled by his teeth digging punishingly into Phantom's shoulder as he came.
The older Ghoul's fathomless eyes bored down to Phantom's very soul, watching entranced as Omega snarled in the throes of bliss, those sharp claws digging into the soft meat of his thighs, leaving crescents of pleasure gouged into that marble-grey flesh.
Phantom floated down slowly from his high as Omega pulled free, his cock spent and dripping. Aether was still buried inside and Phantom lay against his chest, panting and sweat-slick, still half-buzzed from such a sensual fuck. The bulky Quintessence Ghoul nuzzled the side of Phantom’s head, purring reassuringly as he let the younger Ghoul’s legs down to the bed.
“Let’s go get you cleaned up, huh?” Aether murmured, but Phantom was still swooning against him. Omega helped Aether slide free and the older Ghoul gathered Phantom into his strong arms like a sleeping child.
They drew a warm bath and laid Phantom in the soothing water, cradled against Omega’s chest. After he was washed and dried, Aether bathed quickly and they both settled in, after changing the sheets, on either side of Phantom.
The young guitarist curled up between the two older Quintessence Ghouls and was finally conscious enough to mumble something sleepily. They shared a look over his shoulder and pulled the sheets tighter around the three of them.
The chill of autumn would soon be creeping through the cracks in the stones; curling up beside the hearth fires and sucking the warmth from steaming hot drinks. But Aether found he had plenty to keep him warm through the colder months.