(~ = smut)

(Because who doesn't love a few bad impulses every now and then...)

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(Palette)

Ghost gripped my neck tighter as I kissed back. My arms scooped beneath him to lift him higher, bring him closer. It felt so familiar, so comforting, my mind slowly let go of the distinction. His tongue asked for entrance and I let him in, quickly dominating our tongue battle. As I explored his mouth, he moaned softly, pulling his body into mine.

His noise only further drove away the distinction in my mind and my body took over. Our kiss heated up and Ghost moaned again.

We were so lost in each other that a snapping twig couldn't break us apart. Ghost jumped a little but we kept it up, enjoying it too much to stop.

A hand grabbed my collar and pulled me away from Ghost. Opening my eyes, I saw a hand on Ghost's collar and Ghost frozen in terror. I looked over and glared at Raven, who was glowering at me.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he growled at me, letting go of my collar. He kept a hand on Ghost, who shook in fear as he stared wide-eyed at Raven.

"Let him go, you're scaring him!" I snapped at Raven. Raven's eyes flicked to Ghost, seeing his terror. He quickly let the boy go and Ghost darted to me, hiding behind me as he shook.

"Answer me, Palette. What the hell are you thinking?" Raven growled coldly.

I'm not, "I-"

"I-I started it," Ghost proclaimed shakily. Raven's eyes darted back to him again, surprise taking over his features. "I kissed him first. H-he was angry and-and frustrated an-and h-he looked s-so much l-like Rurik I-I couldn't help myself."

Is my anger that much of a turn on for him? Geez...

Raven seemed shocked into silence. Then he went back to glaring at me, and I knew why. Ghost started it, but I kissed back. He said nothing more, just shooting me his disapproving look before walking away.

"The professor is making good progress. He wanted me to let you know," he called back stiffly as he walked away.

Once he was gone, I looked down at Ghost. He stared at the ground, no longer shaking but looking ashamed. I wanted to comfort him but I didn't know how. "Ghost, I-"

"I'm sorry, Palette, for leading you on like that," he said huskily, "For a moment I forgot that you aren't Rurik. I..." he choked, turning away, "I miss him so much..."

"That's okay," I told him, turning him around. I embraced him tightly, hugging him, "For a moment I forgot you aren't my Goth. But I don't care. I miss him, too."

"And if being with you helps me keep him close like it just did," I pulled his face up, wiping a few tears away with my thumb, "Then maybe it can help you keep Rurik close."

He gave a weak smile, before smacking me lightly, "There you go again! Quit being such a softie!" I laughed, sweeping him up and carrying him back to the house against his protests.

"Palette, put me down!" he protested, gripping my neck as I carried him.

"Mm, nah," I said and he pouted.

"Palette, please!" he demanded but I shook my head.

"Nope."

"If you don't put me down, I'll start kissing you again," he pouted.

"Is that supposed to be a threat or a promise?" I smirked at him. His eyes widened, but he smirked on his own as we entered the cabin.

"You decide," he said slyly.

I carried him over to the couch without an answer. I dropped him, but he gripped my collar and pulled me down on top of him. My body bent over in surprise at the force and I fell onto him, crashing onto the couch just as he started kissing me again.

My mouth had opened in surprise as I fell so he had instant access. He explored the walls of my mouth, hitting certain spots knowingly and making me melt. He began to rub a spot between my shoulders that made me pant. He broke away, smirking as my eyes half-closed from the pleasure of his touch.

He gave a little laugh and started kissing me again, still rubbing between my shoulders as his other arm hooked around my neck to hold me down. I took over dominance of our tongue battle and he moaned happily, wrapping his legs around my waist to hold me in place.

His embrace tightened and I broke away panting, "Why are you doing this?" I panted quietly.

"Because I need it," he whispered heavily, panting as well, "and you want it."

"Isn't this wrong?" I asked as he started kissing my neck. I tried to pry him away but he clung tightly onto me, refusing to be parted.

"Please, Palette," he begged, "it's not wrong, just new." He gently dragged a finger up my spine, leaving a tingling sensation. I shuddered a bit, and he smiled, "Please..."

He pulled my head down and whispered next to my skull, "Just be free..." He fell back onto the cushions, looking up at me with pleading and longing. My eyes searched his gaze for any falsehoods or fear. All I saw was lust and want.

"Be free..." he whispered again. He loosened the grip of his legs, spreading them open so my waist fell naturally between them. He licked his teeth, his mouth slightly parted in an invitation.

He truly was inviting. After some hesitation, while he stared up at me with lust shining in his one wide white eye and his deep dark socket, I leaned forward with more eagerness than I should have felt.

He smiled as I kissed him, and it heated up quickly. I got lost in his touch as his hands traveled up and down my back. He started to grind on me gently, moving his body in a wave with his head. I groaned into the kiss and started grinding in sync with him. He moaned happily, grinding harder.

His hands traveled down and began undoing my shirt, skimming my ribs lightly when he finished. My hand traveled up his shirt in return, rubbing his spine. He moaned again, arching his back to receive more of my touch. With my other hand, I unwound his scarf to gain access to his neck. Once it had fallen to the floor, I moved to his neck, trailing kisses all over it as he moaned softly. I found the familiar sweet spot and attacked it.

"Aah~ Oh stars~!" Ghost moaned happily. I bit down roughly, making him arch his back even more as he moaned loudly. My mind had gone fuzzy, just like the night Goth returned home and took that weird potion. They both seem to know how to make me lose control...

His hands went down and tugged his shirt off, giving me full access to his upper body. I went down to his ribs, licking them one by one as I moved down. I pulled the shirt off my shoulders and threw it away, still licking his ribs.

Ghost hooked his thumbs on the hem of my pants, tugging them down. I gave him a hand and pulled them down all the way. As I sat back to remove them, he removed his own and threw them away, spreading his legs again invitingly. He panted a little bit as he summoned a dripping wet entrance.

"Be...Free..." he panted lustfully.

In my new fuzzy control-less state, I returned to my ingrained teasing. Naturally, I smirked at him, leaning forward over his entrance. I placed a finger at the top, playing with his clit as he panted more. "You have such a cute little cunt, Ghost," I purred, rubbing just between the folds, "I wonder if it's as tight as it looks from here."

"Why don't, ahh, you find out?" he panted.

My smirk grew wider as I slowly inserted a finger, pumping gently. Ghost bit his finger to keep his moans from me, and I grunted unhappily.

I inserted another finger and pumped faster, searching his walls for something. His breathing hitched when I found it, and I attacked it. Curling my fingers in a 'come here' motion, I rubbed the spot repeatedly as Ghost let out his moans through his finger. His breathing hitched again when I sped up, and his fist gripped the cushion beneath him tightly as his breathing got funny. Adding a third finger to my actions, Ghost stopped biting his finger to free his noises.

"I'm, hng, close~" he moaned happily.

Grinning hungrily, I licked his clit, teasing it with my tongue. He let out a scream and released hard, the juices squirting out past my fingers. I lapped it up too eagerly, pulling my fingers out and sucking off what coated them.

Still grinning like the fool I'd become, I crawled back on top of Ghost, who was panting with a huge smile on his face. He grabbed my head and kissed me sloppily, high from the pleasure. I kissed him back while lining myself up. I pushed myself in, groaning as I pulled back.

"Y-you really are tight, Ghost," I groaned.

He wrapped his legs around my waist to push me in further, "Go hard, I'm ready," he panted.

"You...don't need to adjust?" I asked hesitantly. He shook his head, grinning.

"Go. Hard. Now," he commanded.

I nodded, kissing him roughly as I started to pound into him. I thrust roughly but evenly into him. He moaned loudly, gripping the cushion beneath him. His legs tightened around me, his spine arched and his tongue lolled out as he drooled.

"H-harder~" he moaned.

I complied, grabbing his hips to force myself deeper. I pulled nearly all the way out before thrusting in every time, pounding him roughly. Part of me wondered if I was hurting him, but one look at his face told me everything. Pure, absolute ecstasy was written on his face. His eyes were closed, his tongue lolled out of his grinning, drooling mouth, and his pants and moans filled the room.

I hit his sensitive spot and he screamed in bliss.

"RIGHT THERE, PALETTE! OH, GODS YES~" he screamed. I pounded into the spot, making him go mad.

I grunted, feeling my member twitch inside him. He must've felt it too because his eyes snapped open and he propped himself up a bit. Instead of warning me, he groaned loudly and released again.

He panted, staring up at me as I continued to ram into him.

"Pull out, now," he demanded. I complied, panting heavily and unfortunately a bit disappointed. But he lunged forward and began sucking me off. I moaned loudly as his tongue swirled around the tip. I couldn't help myself: I grabbed his skull and thrust into his mouth, making him moan loudly. He continued to deep throat me, moaning every now and then, his voice sending shivers up my spine. With a grunt, I thrust into him again and released. Ghost moaned and closed his eyes.

He pulled his mouth off and looked up at me, swallowing. I brought his face up and kissed him again, falling backward onto the couch with him on top. He snuggled into me, hugging me as he broke away and laid his head on my chest.

We were both panting. I stroked his skull gently. He looked up at me, smiling tiredly.

"Thank you, Palette," he said softly before he drifted into sleep.

I didn't reply. Now that the sex-high died, guilt consumed me. It drove away all other thoughts and followed me into my restless sleep.

What have I done...? A small droplet of warmth on my face was the lest thing I felt as I fell asleep.

(Goth)

Rurik continued to stare at me doubtfully. I sighed, sitting up and crossing my arms.

"What?" he asked me.

"You have been trying to get in my pants literally since I got here. Now all of a sudden you don't want it?"

"I, uh... didn't expect you to... be so willing..." he said, blushing. I smiled at him.

"Didn't know you could blush, Rurik," I said. I uncrossed my arms, placing them on either side of his head, "Well, if you don't want it, I won't give it to you."

I flopped over and curled up on my half of the bed, still shirtless. "Good night!"

I could've sworn I heard a whimper, but it was quickly cut off by a grunt as Rurik shifted. A hand grazed my shoulder, rubbing it gently.

"I never said no~" he purred.

I shrugged off his hand, "You never said yes, either. So, no 'sweetness' for you tonight."

"Come on, love~" he purred, nuzzling my neck, "Must I convince you otherwise~?"

I turned to face him, "If you want this," I gestured to all of me, "You're gonna have to take it."

He smirked slyly and leaned over, "Fine by me."

He tried to pull me close but I smirked and rolled over. I got on all fours and leaped over him, standing on the floor while he smirked at me from the bed.

"So, that's how you want to play~" he sat up, swinging himself off the edge of the bed. He slowly approached me as I backed away, dodging him with a smirk on my face. He chased me around the room for a few minutes, until he finally grabbed me and pulled me close. I giggled stupidly, pulling at his grip. With my hand still in his, he wrapped his arms around me, pinning my arms behind me. He walked forward, pushing me back until we pressed into a wall. Then he kissed me heartily, licking my teeth, asking for entrance. I denied him.

He grunted in disapproval. One of his hands made its way to the base of my spine, and he dragged it up, digging his fingers deep into the bone. It sent a wave of electricity up to my head and made me gasp. Rurik shoved his tongue deep into my mouth, exploring my walls greedily. Recovering from his knowing touch, I sucked on his tongue, earning the first moan of the night. He kissed me roughly for some time, me sucking on his explorative tongue every now and then. He broke away, but our mouths remained connected by a string of saliva. We both panted, sharing the warm air between us.

Rurik stared down at me hungrily, so I stuck my tongue out at him. He lunged forward and grabbed my tongue, pulling it with his teeth before sucking on it roughly. My eye rolled at the feeling, and I drooled a bit. He licked the drool off my face before returning to the heated kiss.

He took my hands in each of his own, lacing our fingers together and spreading them so my back was flat on the wall. He pressed his body into me, dominating my smaller frame. I moaned into the kiss as he started grinding into me. He smirked, moving my hands up the wall. I gripped his fingers tightly, rolling my head back to reach higher. He pinned my arms up high with one hand while his other came back down. He ran a solitary finger down my sternum, making me shudder.

I pulled a knee up and pushed him away, leaning forward so that we fell hard onto the floor. His hands held me up, running his fingers lightly over my ribs. He traced a circle on the back of my skull and I melted into his body, relaxing.

His arms then wrapped around me and pulled, pulling me up on his chest so our heads were level. He flipped us over, putting himself on top and straddling me. He pulled away from the kiss, leaving a long trail of saliva as he straightened a bit. I continued panting as he rubbed my ribs. He bent over me, kissing my neck. I bent my head back, giving him more access as he dragged his tongue along the vertebrae.

Biting my tongue, I held in moans as he went back and forth over my soft spot. He finally stopped on it and bit down, sucking on it. My hands curled as I held in a moan. Rurik grunted, displeased, and rubbed my hip roughly while lightly tracing my ribs one by one. I gasped and moaned, arching my back into his body.

The hand on my hips made its way into my borrowed shorts, rubbing my pelvis lightly. I giggled, denying his silent request. He came up from my neck, smirking down at me before sitting up and ripping off the loose shorts. I squeaked a bit at his roughness, and he smirked even more.

He bent over me slowly, trailing kisses down my ribs and my ecto-belly before reaching my pelvis. His hand toyed with my tail-bone while he kissed and licked my pelvis softly. His touch tingled pleasantly, leaving a ghostly presence everywhere his hand or mouth would land.

"Mnm~" I moaned, "Rurik~"

"Yes, my sweet~?" Rurik purred against the bone, making me shudder.

"N-nice t-try~" I panted, grinning down at him.

"Oh, I'm not done~" he breathed. He brought both his hands on my pelvis and rubbed it up and down, pressing into it and massaging it. He moved his head to kiss my bottom ribs lightly, leaving a gentle feathery touch.

I groaned, unable to fight the pleasure any longer. A wet entrance formed, much to Rurik's delight. He grinned down at it, inserting two fingers while bringing his mouth to mine. It took him seconds to find my spot and I moaned loudly, giving him access to my mouth once again.

He kissed me roughly and I kissed back, all the while he pumped tauntingly slow against my soft spot. I groaned, bucking my hips into his hand, unintentionally asking for more. He chuckled into the kiss, forcing his tongue deep into my mouth. My own hands searched for something to grab, and one landed on his hip, still covered by his pants.

He lay by my side, so my head turned in order to kiss him. I turned to lay on my side, putting both my hands on his hips and tugging at the hem of his pants. They trailed around to the front automatically, undoing the button and zipper, which popped open eagerly. I giggled as my hand went further down, stroking his hard-on. Rurik shivered slightly at my touch, and his pumping got faster as he added a third finger.

The feeling he supplied overwhelmed me. It was satisfying like the night Palette pinned me to the wall...Something lingered in the back of my mind about all this but in the rush of events recently it was buried in my tossed and tired emotions. All that mattered now was this feeling...Right?

Rurik surprised me with a mischievous grin. He added his fourth finger and began to pump roughly and rapidly, hitting my spot each time. I moaned uncontrollably, breaking away from the kiss and tossing my head back. My hands gripped his pants tightly as his thumb toyed with my clit.

"Oh, my gods~" I moaned, closing my eyes. His damn near magical touch as his other hand stroked my ribs lightly. It felt too amazing as he knowingly traced each rib to leave a tingling sensation everywhere.

"Cum for me, Peppermint sweet~" he whispered by my skull. I nodded, dizzy and breathless, and he sped up even more. I had no idea he could go this fast.

"Ah, Rurik~!" I screamed, arching my back as I released hard into his hand. He chuckled, pulling his hand out. I panted heavily, watching him slightly cross-eyed as he sucked my cum off his pinky. He grinned again and put the other three dripping fingers in front of my mouth.

"Suck," he commanded, and I complied, taking the three fingers in my mouth and sucking my salty-sweet taste off of them. He smirked, pulling his fingers out of my mouth and kissing me roughly. Blindly I opened my mouth wide for him, letting him taste my sweetness.

Rurik sat up a bit, moving his hands down to tug his pants down. I sat up as well, pulling them down and off his legs to throw them away. His member sprang free completely, standing up invitingly familiar. Sex-driven and on a pleasure-high I swayed, watching it. Rurik gently pushed me over it until my mouth met the tip. He shivered and laid back on the ground, bucking his hips so I took in the head of his member.

Obeying his silent demand, I slowly took more into my mouth, stroking the length with my hand. Sucking on it, I heard a quiet moan. I began to bob my head, going down further and further with each bob. When I was close to the base, Rurik thrust up into my throat. It choked me momentarily at the suddenness, but I moaned at the feeling and started to go down deep onto him every so often.

Rurik moaned softly again, and I felt his hand grasp at my legs. I yelped a bit when he yanked my legs over, pulling one over his body so I was basically straddling him. My body jolted when I felt something touch my entrance and whipped my head around to see Rurik licking it, pushing his tongue into me. His hands stroked my hips and femurs as he did so, his eyes mostly closed with a blissful look on his face. He squeezed my legs, thrusting into my mouth again. I moaned and went back to bobbing on his member.

He thrust into my throat again, wanting me to go faster. I complied, wrapping my tongue around his member as I bobbed. His tongue went deeper into me, making me moan around the ecto-flesh in my mouth, which caused him to groan softly.

I felt my knot tighten as his hands left a tingling sensation on my bones and his tongue hit my already abused soft spot. I started to bob faster, massaging his hips as I began to deep throat him every time. Rurik groaned and gave a hard grunt, before leaning up and sucking out my entrance as his tongue explored it. He thrust up into my bobbing and released his warmth. I moaned, letting his biting, bitter-sweet seed fill my mouth. The sensation of his warmth in my mouth caused my knot to unwind rapidly. He moaned happily as I released again, and I felt him lick what he could out of me.

My head came off his member with a pop as his arms pulled me into a sitting position. He turned me around, grinning.

"Show me," he demanded. Drips of red coated his mouth, dribbling down his chin. I opened my mouth, showing off the red cum coating the entirety of it. He grinned, "Swallow" he commanded. Doing as I was told he smirked at me, wrapping his arms around me as I sat on his lap.

"Enjoy that, did you, my sweet~?" he cooed, caressing my face with the back of his hand.

"Mhm," I nodded, leaning into him. It felt good...too good...He chuckled softly, his deep voice reverberating in his chest as I pet his sternum. He kissed me gently, and I licked his teeth. He opened and I put my tongue in his mouth, mixing our juices into a salty-bitter medley. His swirled his tongue around mine, subtly taking over the kiss.

His hand trailed down to my rear, stroking it gently as he pulled my legs around his waist. I wrapped my arms around his neck, rubbing my entrance against his throbbing member.

He broke away, "Eager, are we~?" he purred and I blushed heavily, glancing away, panting softly as his hands danced up and down my spine.

He slowly ground against me, rubbing my entrance even more. "You're gonna have to beg for it, love~" he whispered. I groaned, glaring at him.

"Thought you wanted to take it," I said roughly.

"Oh, but I love the sound of your voice too much~" he whispered lustfully, "Especially when you moan for me~" He rubbed my ass hard, "C'mon my sweet, beg~"

I moaned a little, still glaring at him. His eyes sparkled playfully, his smirk wide as he waited for me. He gave a hard, rough grind on me and I groaned.

"P-please..." I muttered softly, "I-I..."

"Yes~?" he purred.

"I-I n-need it..." I nearly whimpered.

"Can't hear you~" he taunted.

"I need you, dammit!" I said roughly, hating my words.

"Need me how~?" he prompted. I rolled my eyes, glaring at him. But the feeling of his throbbing defeated my annoyance.

"I need you inside!" I pleaded pathetically, "Fuck me, please!"

"Okay, but only because you said please~" he teased. He pushed me onto the floor before thrusting roughly into me. He paused, holding still as he lifted my legs onto his shoulders. He stayed still, staring down me, cocking his head.

"Is this what you wanted~?" he asked. I nodded, panting.

"Is this all that you wanted~?"

I growled, completely helpless to his toying. Especially in my current predicament.

"Use your words, sweetness~"

"Ugh, fuck you..." I growled quietly.

"'Fraid I can't do that, love," he smirked like an asshole, "Not in this position, anyways~"

"Y-you know, for someone who wanted to take me, you're being an ass..."

"Oh, is that where you wanted it?" he started to pull out and I whined.

"No, no, stop!" I begged, and he stopped, grinning.

Hating myself for it, I begged even more, "Please, m-move..."

He smirked triumphantly, beginning to thrust at a moderate pace. I moaned, my hands searching for anything to hold onto. But there was nothing to grab.

"H-harder~" I moaned, helplessly needing more. He sped up minimally, and I glared at him for a moment.

"Harder, faster, please~!" I moaned loudly. He pulled out nearly all the way before slamming back in and continuing that slamming pace. His hands trailed down my femurs, rubbing my hips.

"Ahh, Rurik~" I moaned, arching my back.

"Y-you're so tight, love," he groaned, "It feels amazing to be inside you~!"

"R-Rurik, ahh, i-it feels, hng, ahh~" I moaned, lost in the feeling, unwilling to put it to words. He sped up and I screamed as he pounded into my soft spot.

"RURIK~! STARS, RIGHT THERE~" I screamed, my legs tightening around his neck, "HARDER, PLEASE~!" He feels just like Palette, it's so wrong but so right...

He sped up, pounding into me so hard I started to slide backward on the floor. He grabbed my hips strongly, digging his fingers into the bones to keep me still. I screamed and moaned uncontrollably, drooling on the floor as my tongue hung out.

Rurik grunted, his member twitching inside me. "I'm close, sweetness~" he grunted, speeding up. He groaned loudly, releasing inside of me. He filled me up with warmth, still thrusting into me.

"Rurik~!" I screamed as my knot burst. He slowed his pace down, eventually stopping completely. We both panted roughly. He took my legs off his shoulders, staring down at me as I looked up at him, dazed and tired. He bent down and kissed me, still inside me.

I wrapped my arms and legs around him instinctively, kissing back while I returned from my high. He wrapped his arms around me and picked me up, all the while he remained inside me. He kissed me softly as he went to the bed, laying down with me on top. I was too weak to move, so even though I was on top I couldn't pull myself off of him.

"Rurik..." I panted.

"Yes, love?" he panted in return.

"I... can't get off..." I panted, blushing embarrassedly, "Help me... please..."

"Sure thing, Peppermint sweet," he said softly, caressing my check before gently lifting me off. I fell onto the bed next to him, dragging myself next to him as I yawned.

"You, my sweet," he pulled my chin up so I could look at him, "are one hell of a prize."

"And you, Rurik...I have no words." Because that was...indescribable...and mostly not in a good way...

No words. Not even for how much I enjoyed that... or how wrong it felt...

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(Next up, FEELS!)

(Because ya know, things went down...)