Ghost Oneshots /// Ships (pt.1)

🔞 Sodo x Mountain - Shotgun

Dom: Sodo
Sub: Mountain

Shotgun as in, smoking yk 😭 if you don't know what is, you'll find out soon enough

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Mountain rarely had days where he was in a bad mood. He was generally a very calm and omitted ghoul, and that showed. He was always the rational thinker, telling his packmates to stop doing something stupid when they were about to have a dumb idea. However, because he was such a calm one, it was extremely odd and especially obvious when he was suddenly acting differently. When he was suddenly a bit on edge. It wasn't that surprising either though. Ghouls were known to give a fuck on things. On things such as health and all that. They drank alcohol until they couldn't remember a thing or they smoked weed and cigarettes until their lungs were burnt. It didn't matter much to them, because they could heal much more easily. And yet Mountain had decided to quit smoking. The others didn't understand why he did it in the first place, but they figured he was just on another weird trip of his or something.

But that was definitely showing now. Mountain was in a bad mood all day, for three days straight. While it had been amusing to the others at first, because it was something they were experiencing for the first time, it was quickly getting on their nerves. The earth ghoul definitely wasn't easy to deal with when moody, that was for sure. Technically, it was easy for the others to just keep out of his way, since he spend most of his time in the greenhouse. But now, his motivation was at a zero point, and he only sat around in the living room. That ended up in everyone being anywhere but there. No one dared to approach him. They all figured it was easier to keep out of his way and wait until he felt better. But Sodo was the one with short temper. He couldn't deal with being restricted from going into the living room, so he decided to do something about Mountain's horrible mood. And he knew exactly how he could do it. 

Without saying something he entered the living room and stomped over to Mountain, who was trying, and failing, to read a book. He didn't bother looking who had come in, but he gasped and almost let go of his book as he suddenly felt a weight on his lap. "What the-?" before he could say something, Dew already rolled his hips against Mountain's, who couldn't stop the surprised moan falling from his lips. His book fell onto the sofa and his legs spread a little wider for the fire ghoul. Mountain felt the blood rushing down to his crotch, his cock growing hard against Dew who smirked in satisfaction. His plan was going well so far. "What... the fuck are you doing...?" Mountain mumbled, glancing up at the smaller ghoul. He was still in a bad mood, but the way Sodo was moving, and the way it was affecting his body was distracting him very well from it. 

 "Shush... close your eyes. I promise, in a couple minutes you'll feel as good as new" Sodo replied, his voice hushed and slightly husky, as he kept rolling his hips against Mountain's. Their cocks now deliciously rubbed together and created an even better friction. Mountain still wasn't too convinced, glaring at Sodo, who just let out a chuckle. "Tilt your head back and then close your eyes," Sodo instructed and his hip movement slowing down, but seeing the hesitant look on the others face he added, "you won't regret it, I promise" The earth ghoul scoffed and cocked an eyebrow, "what's your pl-" yet again he was cut off as the ghoul on top of him ground against him, almost a little too harsh for his hardening cock. Sodo grabbed one of Mountain's goat like horns and tilted his head back himself. "Head back and eyes closed" he now practically ordered, his voice getting a little more demanding. 

A growl erupted from Mountain's throat. The longer the two glared at each other, the more Mountain's defense crumbled though. And with another snap from Sodo's hips against his own, the earth ghoul's eyes finally fell close. The fire ghoul smirked, satisfied. He let go of Mountain's horn, waiting a second but he was happy to see that Mountain now listened and kept his head back and eyes closed. Dew's hands slowly made their way down Mountain's chest and stomach, getting slower as he neared his pants. They were moving teasingly slow now as he worked on opening the taller's pants, who squirmed beneath him, hips bucking up in need of friction. But Dew didn't let him. As soon as Mountain's pants were pulled a little down, Dew's eyes moved down to look at the growing tent in his boxers. There was already a wet spot, caused by the pre-cum, and Dew licked his lips at the sight. But this wasn't about sex. Not really, at least.