Ghost Oneshots /// Ships (pt.1)

🔞 Swiss x Sodo - Halloween

Dom: Swiss
Sub: Sodo

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Halloween is a feast made up by humans, and based on spooky things and dark creatures. That's what most people think. And while that is partly true, there is still more to Halloween. It isn't just from pure imagination, there is some reality to it. The night of the 31st of October is one hell of a night for Ghouls. It's worse than a full moon, worse than a blood moon and even worse than a hunters moon. While they would go into rut during all of that nights, Halloween had that one speciality to it. Breeding. It was that one night their rut would be even worse, where they would try everything to not be alone. Blood moon was similar to this, but while they would be mainly simply horny, and all that, they want to be with someone to breed with on the night of Halloween. So, same rule as on a blood moon. Ghouls are not allowed to interact with others. No humans, no other ghouls. Not even their mate, in case they had one.

There was one small difference though. They weren't locked up in their room. They were free to go and pace the ministry grounds, because ghouls naturally looked for ghouls of their kind on a halloween night. So Mountain was running through the forest, restless. Rain was in a nearby pond for a swim. The ghoulettes were in different places of the ministry, somewhere further up, close to the sky, and Aether had locked himself in the basement. That left Swiss and Sodo, who both had no choice but to stay locked in their rooms, because honestly, where should a multi- and a fire ghoul stay that was close to their element? Difficult. Besides, those two were mated, so they weren't on search for a mate, but in search for each other. 

Sodo especially had trouble staying calm. He didn't, actually. His dick was rock hard since hours, and his hand gave him no release. Not to mention that everything he could smell was Swiss, who was in a room a couple rooms on the other side of the ministry (to ensure that they wouldn't interact with each other, but the clergy doesn't know they're mates). And he was feeling just as horrible. Both of them were itching to be together, to sleep and breed with each other until they would pass out. Having to keep their instincts inside, was not only super hard, it was also unhealthy for them. They really tried to stick to the rules, they did, but after a couple hours they forgot about it. They couldn't think about anything but each other, the rules long forgotten in the back of their heads.

Both of them eventually managed to open their doors, and left. It was easy for them to find each other, because the scent was just too damn strong. They met somewhere in the middle of a hallway, and without exchanging any words, their lips were crashed together. Their tongues delved into each others mouth, their hands roaming each others bodies. As they broke away for air, they could see just how horny their were. Breathing ragged, skin sweaty, pupils blown so wide their eyes were black. Not to mention their rock hard cocks which rubbed together, making them lose the last ounce of rationality that maybe had been there before. There were only two things in their minds. The other, and how much they needed to fuck to make a kit. Sure, they were to male ghouls so they couldn't actually reproduce, but their instincts kicked in. 

Sodo reached up and latched onto Swiss' neck, kissing, sucking and biting until his whole neck was basically red from the marks. He needed to make sure Swiss was his, and his alone. Before he could do more, Swiss suddenly yanked him to the side, into the next room. They didn't care what kind of room it was, they didn't even look around. Within minutes, their clothes lay on a combined pile on the floor, both of them only dressed in their boxers now. The smaller fire ghoul yet again connected his lips to Swiss' chest, kissing and nipping on the skin, and every now and then teasing his sensitive nipples. Swiss was on edge, his hand moving down to palm his mate through his boxers who let out a strangled gasp and a moan at the sensation.