Ghouls One-shots/Preferences III

🔞Aether x Ifrit - Attention Whore

I have nothing to say about this.

(Anyone with a boot kink (me) will love this, I'll just say that.

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Ifrit didn't think it would be a big deal. It was just for the fans. Just to get them excited and screaming.

Him and Dewdrop were playing around, skipping around the stage when Ifrit got up close to him and started to lean in. Although their masks didn't have open mouths, it still was just for the teasing. Their faces were just inches apart as the two ghouls kept leaning in as if they were going to kiss. Suddenly Dewdrop yanked away, leaving the fans screaming. Ifrit could help but laugh.

Aether glowered at Ifrit from where he stood playing guitar, his eyes glaring at Ifrit as he continued playing and showing off. Ifrit went blissfully unaware, just having a good time.

Of course he was. Aether clenched his jaw and quickly made up his mind on what he would do right when the Ritual ended.

Soon they were taking the final bows and they pranced off stage, execpt for Zephyr. His back had been bothering him a bit so he hung back and dragged his feet a bit.

Aether was quick to grab the back of Ifrit's costume and haul him into the dressing rooms.

"Aether, what the fuck!" Ifrit laughed.

"Shut up, you little self-centered whore." Aether growled. Ifrit froze. Shit.

"Hey, what's wrong? What'd I do?" Ifrit asked quietly.

"Wow, hilarious, really. Don't play the stupid puppy. You know exactly what the fuck you did." Aether spat, shoving the ghoul roughly against the wall.

"Aether..." Ifrit whimpered, having the breath momentarily knocked out of his lungs.

"I want you ready to go back to the hotel in 10 minutes." Aether growled before stepping back and then exiting the dressing room. Ifrit stood there, stunned by the situation. He finally moved and shoved some things into a duffle bag before leaving the dressing room and making his way towards the back exit of the venue. As he stepped out, he saw Aether about ready to get on the bus. He questioned how he got everyone to leave so early. Maybe he said he wasn't feeling good. Or maybe Zephyr asked to go back to the hotel in hopes Mountain would give him a nice back rub and relieve his aching muscles. Ifrit slowly settled himself into the bus, sitting down on the couch. Dewdrop was quick to notice the discomfort in his eyes. Dewdrop tilted his head, giving Ifrit a questionable look. Ifrit just shook his head.

Aether settled in beside Ifrit, a large hand resting on his. He squeezed, hard enough to make Ifrit squirm just a tiny bit. Aether smirked underneath the mask.

The bus ride was silent back to the hotel before the ghouls hoped out of the bus and made their way inside, going straight to their rooms. Aether dragged Ifrit inside of his and unglamoured his tail.

"Now, you little bitch." Aether growled. Ifrit shrank back.

"Aether, what's wrong?" Ifrit asked, stepping back until he hit the bed and fell backwards onto it.

"Pulling that little stunt with Dew." Aether growled, grabbing Ifrit by the collar and shoving him to the floor on his knees, causing the fire ghoul to whimper.