Goatish (Nameless Ghoul Aether x Reader Smut)

Goatish (AFAB Reader Version)

AMAB version on next page.

18+. 

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     The scratching of charcoal to thin sketch paper was the only thing heard in the room as a skillful hand dragged the block across the surface.

     Aether was sitting at his desk working on a project he had been trying to finish for days. It was a drawing of a billy goat standing on a sheer cliff, the inspiration being a video he had seen somewhere on the internet of two little mountain goats following their mother up a near-vertical incline. He had been impressed with how well they balanced on the steep rock and looked up more videos and pictures of the animal in their natural habitat.

     He had learned a lot; Mountain goats had tough pads on their cloven hooves to assist with better grip. They climb to find vegetation and to escape predators. They can jump nearly twelve feet in one leap. They lick the salt off of rocks on the cliffsides for nutrients. For creatures that looked so dumb and acted so goofy, they were incredibly skilled and adept for survival in the roughest conditions that nature could give.

     Aether had enjoyed sketching the drawing in his head, but when he put a hand to paper, he found the task absolutely daunting. No matter what he did, he could not focus on the job he wanted to finish. His mind always wandered off to places other than the goat whose hair he was blending with his blackened finger, places and things like what he wanted to eat for dinner, how many hours he had left until practice, and how much he wanted to shove his cock down your throat.

     He fucking hated his cycle.

     It was only a bi-annual occurrence, one he had been experiencing for nearly twenty years since it began in early adolescence, but he had never enjoyed it. To the other ghouls in the basement, it was an excuse to have frequent sex with anyone who was willing to partner up with them, whether it be just two-on-two in a private bedroom or a whole damn orgy in one of the lounges. For him, it meant distractions to things he deemed more important, such as his hobbies, his work, and his friends. He couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, couldn't play his damn guitar without thinking about getting his dick wet. Everyone thinks it's all fun and games until someone looks at someone else a little funny and suddenly they're all getting fucked six ways to Sunday in the middle of the cafeteria during communal lunch.

     It was infuriating. He couldn't take one step out of his room without wanting to fuck anything that moved. He couldn't even take one step in his room. It was every morning that he was waking up with a raging hard-on that would not go away on its own. He had to set his alarm half an hour earlier than usual just so he could satisfy himself enough to not be in pain while he walked. His nuts were so damn swollen with the excess semen his body produced during his cycle that it physically hurt to wear jeans. It didn't matter how many times he drained himself into his hand, or a wad of tissues, in a toy, the toilet, a sock, on his chest; He was still always so fucking horny, as if his libido wasn't already high enough. The amount of laundry he had to do in a week just so he could have a clean, dry pair of underwear that wasn't soaked in precum was astounding.

     During his cycle, he couldn't get anything done. All his body wanted to do was fuck and breed.

     And oh how much he wanted to fuck and breed you.

     Aether sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and pointer before realizing his hands were still covered in dusty charcoal. He clicked his tongue in annoyance and grabbed the damp rag that served to clean his fingers off when they became too stained. The cloth was first brought up to wipe off the black prints that were most likely stamped onto his skin in his absent state of mind, then went down to roughly drag against his callouses. He tossed the rag haphazardly back onto his desk and leaned back into his chair, stretching his arms behind it and locking his wrists together.