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Mid-evening, the sun was beginning to settle within the city-lined horizon alongside a light chill. A drizzle chased the air, leaving a fine layer of dew on every surface. The front door shifted with a light creak before opening, the breeze flittered into the warmth of the house before being cut off by the dull thud of the door closing - accompanied with the soft click of the door locking. The dark humanoid creature placed their keys on the small round table to the right of the entrance, reaching their arms behind either side of themself to unclasp the buttons on the lower back of their coat. Claws picked at and unclasped each of the buttons two at a time, allowing for the coat to split into three sections.
Soon enough their arms slumped back and pulled at the sleeve’s fabric to take the coat off with a discontent grumble, stretching out their two sets of wings and their shoulders. The fabric of their white button-up shifted over their form and beneath clawed fingertips as they reached their right arm up to pry at the aching muscles in their left shoulder, their other arm holding the thick weight of the coat as part of it draped along the floor.
The journey home was always a pain on their wings, the cold meant awkward, heavy jackets or coat that were too much of a hassle to get fitted correctly to fly in. Even if they were, negating the hefty cost of such a thing, the wind and damp matted up their feathers if not soaking through to bone. Alternatively, public transport always proved fruitful in having the creature press their wings borderline into their own body to take up as little space possible, cramped and humid whilst surrounded by others chattering away. Bumping and brushing up against others far too much to be pure incident - but nothing to make a fuss about. They’d taken to driving instead, getting the car altered was worth the expense but was still so cramped - one of the parts of city life they hadn’t adjusted to fully. Days like these made them miss the woods, a deep ache in their core that they never really shook but grew content with. The car in question, they’d left at home in case the skeleton needed it, rainy days like these took him walking to the store out of the question - though they still weren’t a fan of him travelling at all when it was wet outside.
Their feet ached terribly from being on them all day, there was no use in carrying a spare set for the walk from the train station as their boots would just drench the bag, nothing a decent soak in the bath wouldn’t fix. Takeout was certainly on the table, they didn’t feel like cooking and the skeleton certainly wasn’t going to - if he was in that is. They walked a few paces forwards and draped their coat over the standing rack before giving their wings a shake, droplets of water falling from them and littering the floor.
They ran their hands through white hair, the light damp of water transferring from hair to skin before they turned to fixing the few strands that sagged over their face and tightened their half-pony. The creature ran a hand back over their horns to dismiss the fine layer of water that had accumulated there, sliding up along the jagged bumps of a spiral up to the pointed tip before the claw-tipped fingers slid back down to rub the back and sides of their neck, muscles achingly stiff beneath their touch; met with a slow intake of air that soon faded to a mumble of complaint. As the buzzing from the day drifted from their ears, the low hum of chatter from the TV entered them.
So, the skeleton was in.
Wonderful, it was uncertain how the evening would play out between the two. Either an argument sparked by off-handed comments that twisted into a slew of insults and debate or alternatively a quiet evening in with some Chinese food and some background noise from the TV. He wasn’t terrible company, just never quiet company. A fact they assumed they would have been well adjusted to by now, honestly it was inspiring how even after all this time roomed together the skeleton still found ways to get under the skin of someone who believed themself to be non-reactive. A trait they had to learn and ingrain into ever aspect of their life.
The creature made their way along the run of carpet to the doorway of the living room and kitchen, peering with an eyeless gaze around the frame to over the sofa as they rested against the frame with their elbow propped up against the wood.
“Anything decent on.?” They spoke just above a murmur, voice groggy and worn - more so than they’d realised. They were met by a raised flaming hand that tipped left and right in a ‘meh’ motion, the arm it was attached to slewn over the back of the sofa.
“Mmm, sort of. I just chucked Dexter on, too many shitty soaps on t’night.” The skeleton replied from the sofa opposite the TV, lounging back with his other arm resting over his lap with the remote loosely held in his palm. The two watched the show for a few beats, the creature gently lifted their green-lenses glasses from their face as they pulled corner of their white button up out from being tucked into the waistband of their chinos to clean off smudges and specks of rain from the glass before sliding them back onto their face.
Their dark body shifted from the doorframe with a dredge of more effort than one would generally need, manoeuvring around the sofa’s left hand side before ending up in front of the skeleton. The green fire that covered darkened bones beneath flickered steadily, a few whisps of flame flittered into the air before vanishing. It wore a fitting slate grey crewneck, sleeves scrunched to the elbow and a set of black jeans, knees worn. His head tipped back slightly to look up at the looming figure, any trace of growing irritation extinguishing “Well, don’t you look like shit?” the skeleton jabbed, eyeless sockets peering over the creature and studying their frame. They were haggard, white shirt crumpled and speckled with raindrops, matching black straight-cut chinos which were beset either side by the creature’s smaller, 2nd set of wings draped loosely either side of themself in a half-tuck. Offhandedly turning down the volume on the TV by a few notches as he waited for the other to make some kind of sound in response, half prepared to knock aside the playful cuff up the side of the skull when the taller figure was really bored of his shit.
Though that response never came, the creature was far too used to the skeleton’s comments and even more tired to even bother considering a witty clap-back. Merely they leaned over, resting their forehead against the top of the other’s - giving a low hum after a few beats; supposedly a response to the other. Their forehead neatly nestled between the short devil-horns on the skull beneath them, their own pressed to them with a gentle tap of bone.
“Long day?” The lounging skeleton queried, tone now softened having lost the prior snark.
“Mm…”
“Alright.”
The skeleton’s right hand slipped from beneath the TV remote, letting it slide off of his lap and onto the sofa, raising up and shifting beneath the satin of the shirt collar - resting on the side and back of the creature’s neck as heat immediately began to seep into stiff muscle. The creature leant into the sensation, another hum rumbled from their throat - a pleased one that contrasted the groggy responses given before. The faintly glowing form beneath them’s spare hand shifted from the back of the sofa to the shirt of the creature, picking a button or two loose before dipping to meet the opposite side of their neck - warming another set of aching muscles. The creature was propping themself up with large hands on the back of the sofa - wings drooping, strewn over themself and resting on the cushions of the sofa as they felt the man before them warming their body. They lifted their head slightly, lowering a moment later as they leaned back on their heels to meet the socketed gaze of the skeleton - the green flame complementing the tinted glass of their shades.
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One hand on the back of the creature’s neck pulled them closer, teeth pressed to the featureless face - warmth sinking into skin. After a few brief moments, a slit appeared and formed a mouth to kiss the other back. Their mouth parted and a pierced tongue slipped between the fanged teeth of the flaming skeleton, breath hitched in a lungless ribcage and grip shifted momentarily before settling back as it was on the back of the other’s neck; closer to the base of their head. Tongue ran along teeth with a steady drag of metal against enamel before slipping back further, meeting a gradually greater warmth in what could at best be recognised as another tongue - the two steadily twisting amongst each other. The skeleton’s left hand slipped from the other’s neck and followed back along their wing, feathers dull and mottled across muscles stiff; even when resting. The contact was met with a murmur that could only be read as a sinking pleasure and relief. A green light to continue as it’s thumb firmly dug into different aching spots - warmth lacing muscle and feather alike as the creature began to dry off. The creature’s right hand slid from the back of the sofa to holding the side of the skeleton’s neck and jaw, their thumb slowly caressing along the side of the other’s face as their head tilted to the left. The skeleton did the same as the two kissed, quiet hums and murmurs gradually developing between them.
The two remained like that for a few moments, tongues between one another’s teeth. The glowing form shifted his hands from the creature’s darkened skin and black wings to the buckle of their belt, tugging at it for a moment before unbuckling it. Moving slowly, deliberate in the case the other wasn’t exactly craving this kind of touch. No hesitation nor distaste came from the hunched figure, they allowed for the body below them to do as he pleased.
“You good.?” The man spoke, having pulled back from the creature. Who in turn gave a slight nod.
“Keep going..”
They pulled the skeleton’s head back forwards to kiss him again, feeling slim fingers continue to unbutton and unzip the their chinos, the socketed gaze never shifting from the other. The creature pulled back for a moment to readjust, just for their tongue to be tugged out. The ball of their piercing between the teeth of the skeleton, a yellow flicker of amusement crossed him, before being released. The image already soaked into the man’s memory. Their breath was hot as their gaze re-settled on the skeleton.
“Shit, Specs.” The other murmured beneath them, a smile-less grin creeping into his words “Must’ve had one hell of a day.”
The dark figure leant down and buried their face in the crook of the skeleton’s neck “Fuck off…” a twinge of annoyance edging into their voice.
“Yeah, yeah.” He slipped a hand into their chinos, cupping at fabric and feeling the other stiffen further under his touch; a thin layer of heat over boney fingers. The creature’s body going ridged momentarily with a short suck of air at the contact before melting into it with a slow exhale.
“Phht, already halfway there after some tongue play.?” the skeleton commented, uninterested in hiding the clear entertainment lacing his voice.
It was a few moments before the other replied, a twinge of embarrassment caught in their throat “Long day..”
“Clearly.”
“Ah, shit..” the creature’s breath hitched, hot and wet against the flames of the skeleton’s neck - claws tracing along the back of the sofa and their other hand’s grip becoming firm on the side of the other’s neck; still cautious not to grab too hard. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t love the sensation, the view seeing the other like this. The uptight, ‘mysterious’ persona literally melting away beneath a little pointed affection. The skeleton resumed toying and rubbing through their black boxers. The further shift of the sofa’s fabric behind him let him know it was a good play, the other’s grip tightening on the back of the sofa - their other hand sliding down to hold the shoulder of the slate grey crewneck.
After a few moments the creature was fully erect, their boxers stretching over the stiffened lump of muscle. The skeleton tugged at and moved the band of the boxers with a finger before pulling them down and returning to stroking along the other’s dick in slow, deliberate movements. He continued like that whilst the creature’s breathing grew slow and heavy against the side of his neck, the occasional breathy moan slipping through between parted teeth. He brought over his left hand that had been stroking along feathers for the past few minutes and placed it on their shoulder, pulling them down slightly with little effort - kissing at the creature’s neck. Heat rose in their face, tinting it with a deep hue. The skeleton continued, beginning to bite at and suck on their neck - hot and slowly sticking with sweat from both the long day and the now ensuing antics. More murmurs slipped through their teeth, their right knee sunk into the cushions of the sofa beneath them as the creature rest over the glowing skeleton beneath them - their knee between his thighs as the skeleton remained in a spread lounge.
“Ffuuhhck..”
The skeleton chuckled, yellow whisps of flame flittered off of him every so often.
He continued stroking whilst the other twitched in his hold, his hand sliding down from the other’s neck, across the skin of torso, the white of their shirt and down to their stomach before finally resting on their hip just above where the chinos began - tucking a thumb beneath the band of the other’s boxers and trousers.
“Trust me.?” He queried, seeking permission as he paused stroking, the other swallowed before giving a small nod against his neck.
“If I’ve got to..” amusement laced their tone, curiosity prying behind it. The figure beneath pulled gently at their chinos and boxers with both hands, bringing down both with a soft shuffle of fabric, exposing the other’s skin midway down the thigh. He switched hands, left now stroking whilst the right slid along skin to grip at the creature’s ass and hip. The creature rest their other knee on the cushions of the sofa left of the skeleton’s right thigh, both feet now off the ground. Their hands still fixed on the sofa and the skeleton’s shoulder. The warm hand slipped from the creature’s waist to their lower back, feeling feathers meld into skin; prickling beneath the warm touch. That same touch skimmed below to their 2nd set of wings, feeling and massaging them before fingertips trace further down to between their cheeks. “What are you..?” The creature began to question, breath still thick and heavy - question cut off as the skeleton teased with his two fingers before slipping them inside.
“Oh fuck-“ their voice hitched and they melted against the body below them, moving their face and moaning into the flames and fabric beneath them.
“It’s alright..” the skeleton coo’d softly, kissing at and biting their neck - teeth marks occasionally drawing a bruise or deep indent. The view causing his flames to dance a little more wildly. Fingers shifted in and out of the now twitching and lightly shaking creature, their heart a quickened drum in their chest as their grip fixed on the back of the sofa and the shoulder of the skeleton.
“St..” they panted, pressing against the sofa to lift their head “Stop I’m.. Hhh fuck.. I’m really close..”
“I can see, you’re dripping right now.”
“I..” they swallowed, biting their lip to choke back any sound that threatened it’s way out of them “I mean it, I can’t..”
“Trust me?”
A shaky moan forced its way from their maw, the skeleton continued to stroke and shift in all the perfect places; his thumb tracing faint circles along their tip. The creature hummed and nodded, clenching their teeth together. With a soft shlick the skeleton slipped from out of them, pulled their hands away from the twitching body of his roommate. Their jaws parted for a puff of air.
“You’re a motherfucker.. Hh, holy shit..” the creature panted, lifting their head as they began to steady their breath - the interaction having caught them off guard. Though, that was hardly a complaint.
“Mmm’hmm.” The skeleton beamed, gently cocking his head to the side “How are you on your back?”
“What kind of question is that.?” Their brow furrowed in confusion, trying to think of what he was referring to.
“Y’know with the wings and all.” He gestured to their wings with one hand.
“I can lie down, you prick.”
“Alright.” it mused, gently coaxing the other to lay down on their back as he slid to the left - they obliged. The creature turned and sat down on the sofa, half lifting their legs onto the cushions by the skeleton as they lay back, not wanting together get dirty boots on the grey linen. The fact made the skeleton withhold a laugh as he sat on the sofa, pulling the creature’s feet onto his lap. He began to work off the creature’s boots, unlacing them quickly before plopping them on the carpet - turning back to pull off their chinos and boxers. The glowing skeleton ran a hand up and down along the bare skin of the other, trailing down to their socks - plain white. A stark contrast to the void of their skin, just as their hair was; he found it funny just how neat and put together the other was.
“Cute.” He murmured, finger gently plucking at the band of his roommate’s sock before turning over onto his knees and settling between the other’s knees - their right leg hanging off of the sofa with the base of their foot resting on the floor. The creature’s neck and chest were propped up by the arm of the sofa as their back lay atop of the cushions, their right wings were strewn open over the L-shape of the sofa, their left wings tucked in - their gaze fixed on the skeleton as he raised their left leg and rest it on the back of the sofa; leaving them wide open. The visual brought the heat back into their face, being so exposed was really not their forte.
“Ready?” The flaming form queried, causing the creature to glance away momentarily out of embarrassment - one of the wings on their head opened more to cover their face, unused to seeing the skeleton atop of them.
“Suppose so..” they nodded, heartbeat slowly picking up as they resumed watching him, their face wings tucking back slightly. The skeleton lowered it’s head and ran his teeth along their inner thigh, biting and kissing as he worked his way up - causing the body below him to twitch and gasp all over again. Soft noises trailing through the air before hitching as the skeleton slid his tongue into the space his fingers had just been.
“Holy shit-“ the creature’s left hand shot up from having been rest on their stomach to their mouth as they moaned through fingers.
“Fuck, oh fuck..” they begged, lowering their other hand to rest on the skeleton’s head as it shifted and moved. His tongue working deeper within them. After a few moments they moved the hand from their mouth, beginning to stroke at themself as their head tipped back against the arm of the sofa. Interrupted by the skeleton raising a hand - gently clasping their wrist and moving their hand away. Turning it outwards and sliding his fingers into the palm, then between their fingers as he held it. The creature was murmuring sounds between breaths, messy, quiet noises, looking down at themself and the skeleton - they were twitching and dripping all over themself; nothing a hot wash wouldn’t fix for the half-opened shirt they were wearing.
The skeleton pulled his head back, causing the creature to shudder below him as they held grip on his hand - their other hand had slid from the skeleton’s head to rest on the inside of their thigh which was freshly bitten and bruised.
“Why in the hell..” they panted, a grin splitting across their face “Do you know how to do this shit?”
“Eh, you’re just real fun t’ toy with.” He shrugged, flames twirling with amusement as he let go of the other’s hand, resting it in his lap as his other hand moved to laying overtop of the creature’s right thigh - his fingertips gently touching their knuckles.
“Wow, you’re such a cun-“
The creature’s playful insult was cut off by a moan as the skeleton slid two fingers back into them, their back arched slightly out of surprise - the new position making it far easier for the skeleton to reach in deeper than he’d had chance to before. His other hand slid from the other’s and made it’s way up their body, slipping beneath their shirt as a thumb ran along the scars on their chest - tracing them. He pulled his hand back and unbuttoned the last of their shirt, returning to tracing any part of their body that intrigued him as they breathed heavy into the air - feeling the other’s skeletal fingers shift and move inside them. Large, clawed hands reached up to loosely hold onto the skeleton’s right hip and waist. The skeleton leant down, running his tongue along the exposed skin of their stomach, trailing up to their ribs and their chest before he teased at skin with his teeth; causing the other to grip at him through the fabric of his crewneck. Soon opening wider to bite along different sections of the other’s expose chest and collar. The figure below was a shifting mess of gasping moans, their grip on the other’s crewneck tightened as their left hand shot to the cushions of the sofa, a whimper escaping them as they bit down on their lower lip.
“Shit, no I’m gonna.. Ff.. Fuhck..” their head tipped back as they panted, teeth marks tracing their bottom lip - a spot or two having spotted blood from how hard they’d been biting down trying to contain themself.
“C’mere..” the skeleton spoke, sliding his fingers out of the squirming body below and moving to the other’s dick - stroking a hand up and down it as he shifted. Sockets met glasses as he used his other hand to lower their head to meet his, sliding a tongue between their teeth and resuming the make-out from earlier. The quivering shape below returned the energy passionately, grinding against the skeleton’s grip out of sheer desperation. The hand moved from the creature’s head down to the side of their neck, thumb pressing to and teasing at bite marks.
After a few heartbeats the creature shuddered, stiffening as they moaned into the other’s mouth. Their wings went ridged, pulling closed for a brief moment before relaxing. The skeleton kept the same pace, stroking their cock as they came all over themself.
The creature turned their head to the right a short distance to pull away, panting and shaking lightly - devoid of words. The look on their face was intoxicating, their white hair was a mess strewn over their face and shoulders, the feathers on their face wings were ruffled and fluffed up. Their lips and tongue were tinted with a slightly deeper hue from the heat of the skeleton’s flames. They were still twitching into the skeleton’s grip.
“Any better.?” The skeleton mused, tucking some hair behind the creature’s ear with his spare hand that hand held the side of the creature’s neck. The two were still, panting and staring at one another as the skeleton patiently awaited a reply and the creature caught their breath. Swallowing hard for a moment before a grin crossed them, flashing sharp teeth to the body above them.
“M’hm..”
“Glad to be of service.” He chuckled before he shifted slowly to get up, being stopped by the creature’s grip on his crewneck.
“Wait.”
“Hm? Don’t tell me you want me to clean you up an’ all too.”
“Not that. Plus, I’ve never seen you clean a day in your life.” They chuckled, a flush rising to their cheeks.
“I clean. Anyway, if not that, then what?” The skeleton cocked his head a little to the right.
“I want you to..” they hesitated, feeling how ridiculous the question was.
“Want me to what?”
There was no hiding their growing frustration, they rolled their head back centre to face the skeleton “Stay, I.. I want you to stay.”
“You want me to, stay.?” If he had an eyebrow to raise, it would be raised. Frankly he was just as flustered as the creature was, but having no skin and muscles really helps to hide it.
“.. Yes.? I just..” they struggled for the words, hating the idea of it growing awkward - they wanted him. “Please.”
The skeleton’s face flushed with a short rush of yellow flitters of fire, feeling the creature’s grip firm on his left hip, their right hand slipping beneath his jeans and their thumb rubbing the fire of his abdomen “I’ll see what we can do.”
He turned his head to the side, feeling his body warm - mind racing at the subtle contact.
The skeleton shifted off of the sofa, the other’s hands slid from him and resting on their own lap. He stepping over the clothes on the floor before making his way to the doorway, pausing to speak
“Just gimme like, a minute - my room’s a fuckin’ mess.” He looked to the large black body that had sat up on the sofa, giving them a nod before turning and heading upstairs to his bedroom. Making his way along the carpet run in the hall to the stairs and up them, holding the railing loosely as he went and allowing his hand to slip from it behind him as he walked to his room down the hall.
On the end to the right, opposite of the creature’s. Pushing his door open and sinking back against it behind him as he closed it, hand raising to his mouth as he panted softly through bone. Flames danced and sparked wildly off of his head and shoulders, illuminating the room as he imagined the other’s face and body as they were beneath him. “Fuck..” it murmured, a shit-eating grin would be on their face if it could be. The skeleton made it’s way through the dark room, flicking on the LEDs as he went; a dim green glow that he dialed up to a comfortable brightness as he passed. Collecting up any stray clothes he found and throwing them into the closet before back-tracking to the bathroom, feeling an empty heart pound in his chest - the sensation asif his bones were vibrating with energy. The walls were a dark, warm-toned grey with dark oak floors, a circular pale green rug sat in the centre - half-covered by the double bed in the corner with a long shelf above it - littered with CDs. His desk was to the left of it in the adjacent corner with his PC on it, the chair tucked away beneath. The TV was mounted on the wall to his right near the bathroom door, he pushed it open and walked in across the pale laminate.
The wild flames slowed in pace, easing out to a steady flicker as he stared into the mirror at his sink, hunched and resting on the counter - images still flitting through his mind. The feeling of being wanted sent his thoughts into a whirring spiral, the view of someone he found so uptight and put-together; the opposite of himself. It was something to get drunk off of, being wanted by them if not just at all - they had shared many a good day, night even. That persistence of theirs was admirable, a nuisance some days but in a way that didn’t set him on edge. He knew he was attracted to them, god they were borderline best friends at this rate, they were endlessly comfortable with one another. The hitting, the lounging on one another, sleeping on the sofa together..
“Holy shit..”
In turn the creature slowly swung their legs off of the sofa, having heard the skeleton’s steps recede upstairs, they collected the clothes off the floor in one hand. Reaching into the front pocket and removing their phone with the other before sliding the belt out from the loops before throwing the chinos into the washing machine; slipping the boxers back on. They kicked the shoes under the sofa and followed the skeleton upstairs, their face and body having cooled off from his touch. They followed along the carpet and up the stairs, heading down the hall - the automatic lights having come on not long before as the sun had set. They stopped by their room and opened the door to leave their belt and phone on the bedside table, plugging their phone to charge before taking a few moments to process what they were actually doing. Surely the skeleton wasn’t just entertaining them, no he’d gone too far for that - and he was far too happy with himself. He always had that unreadable expression but those flittering green flames always gave him away - how they moved and danced, how the glow’s intensity faltered or grew when he was excited. And when seeing him above them, and under them… The hardass, chaos-loving man was ecstatic when he was with them. And that thought alone made their heart race all over again.
His room was last on the right, they turned walked along towards it as they closed their own door behind themself - gently knocking on the wooden door to the other’s room. The skeleton’s voice called back from deep within “You can come in.”
They obliged, pulling the handle gently and pushing the door open as they stepped inside.
“You’re such a prude.”
“Wow, ok. After what we’ve just been doing I’m a prude?”
“Knocking after I’ve just had my tongue in your asshole? You’re a prude.”
They grinned, flashing their pointed teeth, no comeback for that one. Their gaze shifted along the room, the lights were dim LEDs along the edges of the ceiling. Neater than they’d expected, not much clutter other than a precariously stacked, overflowing bin and an empty bowl on his desk besides his PC.
“Also I’m not quite.. Let’s say comfortable, fucking someone in the living room.”
“Yeah, no that’s.. That’s fair.” The irony was not lost on them, a pause for pleasant surprise upon actually hearing what the skeleton had said.
The skeleton walked out from their bathroom, washcloth in hand - tossing it to the creature “Clean yourself up man.”
“Oh shit, cheers.”
He settled on the edge of his bed in the corner of his room, the dark sheets shifting beneath him, contrasting the flames coating his arms and hands as he watched the creature wipe their own cum off their chest and stomach. A lipless grin dancing across it’s face.
“So, what’s the plan?” A playful, curious look plastered their face - half expecting to be told to fuck off.
Teeth, them having teeth is something the skeleton would have to get used to - they never really formed one unless eating or drinking. Their body never made much sense, neither did his though, so it was hardly an issue. He’d seen them with eyes once, too many eyes but, it was nice. Especially when it was to scare off some prick that was keeping around too long when not wanted.
“Well..” the skeleton leant back from having been hunched with his arms criss-crossed loosely in front of him as he studied the other body in the room, to his elbows being behind him on the bed. A new, quite noticeable bulge pressing to the crotch of his jeans.
“Oh shit.”
“Not what you were expecting?” He hummed, testing the waters. Flames flittering with a mild uncertainty.
“Honestly? No. Was thinking you’d have a strap or something laying around here somewhere.”
A cackle slipped past teeth as the skeleton sat upright with his right hand on his knee, shaking his head “Maybe next time you have a rough day, hm?” He teased.
“Mhm, sure-sure.”
The creature made his way over after shutting the door, kneeling down before the edge of the bed “Is it alright if I..?”
“Go crazy.” Flames danced and sparked with a bright glow before steadying, a sight not un-noticed by the dark creature before him.
They nodded and unbuckled the skeleton’s belt, half unzipping it’s jeans before pausing - looking up into his sockets. He tilted his head, the creature rose and leant forwards, kissing at the skeleton’s jaw before sliding a tongue into his mouth.
Warm, glowing hands lay over their body - one draped over their shoulder and the other holding their waist, a finger or two sliding under the waistband of their boxers. The creature slid their knee onto the edge of the bed between the skeleton’s thighs, gently pressing against the bulge in his jeans, feeling the other tense and relax as they did so. As the two made out the creature pressed and rubbed their knee firmly against the erection that was finishing forming in the skeleton’s briefs; who in turn began to partially grind against the other’s knee. Soft murmurs entered the air from both of them as a glowing hand slid it’s way along the creature’s hip to band of their boxers and down to fidget with his roommate through their boxers.
“Lemme try something..” they breathed, backing off and kneeling back on the floor.
“Alright..” the skeleton panted, clearly less adjusted to this than anticipated - visible in the way he breathed at the other’s contact.
The creature finished up unzipping the other’s jeans and pulled them down alongside his briefs - stopping just below the knee. They leant forwards and began to gently kiss the other’s erection, the whole thing was a pure, glowing green like his flames though seemingly concentrated. Dark lips moved from the shaft up to the tip as one clawed hand gently holding the base, their other hand holding the side of the skeletal right hip. The skeleton was shifting and twitching under the attention, immediately his breath hitching and growing heavy.
“Trust me?”
“You asshole..” he panted, taking in a sharp breath as the creature took him in their mouth.
The other hummed in response, working up and down methodically - pressing their tongue firmly against his dick as they worked. The skeleton was holding onto their shirt with one hand and holding their hair loosely in the other - panting and moaning.
“Hhh, fuck.. Keep going..” he breathed.
They lifted up, dipping up and down partway whilst focusing the tip - a hand on the base and another moving onto his thigh. They raised off of him, catching their breath before gently pushing the skeleton down by the shoulders. The glowing, boney hand slid from their shirt and lay strewn over his face. Once comfortable they went straight back to it, hands clutching his waist as they took the majority of his dick in their mouth, a chilling warmth sunk through the glowing figure’s body. That piercing pressing into heat made him squirm even more. He kept a loose hold on their hair, that same hand sliding up to their horns as he fought off the urge to grind into their jaw - to feel their throat wrapped around him.
“Can..” he panted breathlessly “Please, can I..?” he pleaded to the other, his spare hand tugging at his shirt collar - his flames flicking and dancing off of his head and forearms more intensely. The creature’s left hand slid under the skeleton’s shirt with a comfortingly, affirming squeeze; a wordless ‘yes’. Immediately, the skeleton shifted onto his right elbow to prop himself up - his left hand moving to the base of one of the creature’s horns and he guided them deeper - the tip of his cock pressing into the tight of their throat. Pulling them up gently with their assistance before pressing back down deeper until the skeleton practically couldn’t see himself.
“Fuck..”
He turned over more, his other hand lifted to cover his mouth as he shuddered, moaning wet through his fingers, pressing his crotch into the creature’s mouth. Desperation wracking him, holding the other there as he twitched and throbbed. After a brief moment, he pulled his hand back as the creature lifted off of him - panting harshly. They swallowed hard, slowly catching their breath as they stared up at the skeleton. Shoulders slack as he leant back on his left hand, he was lightly shaking and panting as his flames flicked against the air in thick clumps - his gaze fixed on the creature. He was a sluggish, sloppy mess - the sight caused an amused grin to creep onto the creature’s face.
“Sorry that..” he panted “Was so short, I don’t- I don’t do this much..” the skeleton chuckled, clearly embarrassed.
“You’re good, honestly I don’t think I could’ve kept it up too much longer..” they mused, getting up and wiping a thin layer of saliva from their lower lip with the back of their left hand. A dribble of mess hardly visible through their boxers.
“Fuck it, shall we.?” The skeleton gently pulled them down onto the bed, rolling them onto their back - being cautious of their wings. Seeing them sprawled out on the bed, both the sets on their back strewn loosely not even to their full extent as the skeleton ran his hand along them as he kicked his jeans and briefs off onto the floor.
Without much more conversation the two worked to pull off the skeleton’s crewneck as well as the creature’s boxers and unbuttoned shirt, their darkened hands ran up along their roommate’s skeletal frame; clawed fingertips catching on each rib with a methodical drag before passing through the space to the next one. Murmured questions of consent and answers were given through hot breath before the skeleton settled atop of the creature, kissing at their neck with his hands either side of their head - his knees parted over their waist and digging into the soft of the mattress beneath them. The creature had folded in their lower set of wings behind their back as to keep them out of the way.
“You sure you’re alright with this?”
“Boy, you are way too concerned about consent - yes, I want this.” The skeleton hit hard at their neck, illiciting a groan from the creature which melted into a mutter of a moan as the other licked the wound.
“Any chance you own lube?” Large claws held onto the small of the other’s waist as he began to get up. The skeleton paused, seeing the flustered look on the creature’s face, an embarrassment burning into him before he nodded.
“Yeah, yeah. You seriously think we need it?” He queried as he reached over to his bedside table, pulling open the drawer and grabbing a small bottle whilst still atop of the other - who supported his weight as he moved.
“Yes, I don’t want to accidentally hurt you..” they rubbed his stomach with a thumb as their right hand shifted to his thigh. The tone in their voice was soft, traced with a little concern as if they were anxious to mess up.
“Alright, alright.” The skeleton gave a sigh, a warmth swelling in it’s chest at the way he was being handled - so carefully. He leant back on his knees as he opened up the cap of the bottle, squeezing a generous amount onto his palm - the creature watched as the flames on his hand thinned out before he applied the lube. Seeing first-hand how his thermal control worked, their awe jolting out of them as the skeletal hand reached behind the other’s back and began to stroke up and down their dick.
“F-Fuck that’s cold.”
“Phh, it’ll get real warm in a second. Don’t’chu worry..”
He pressed off of the bed on his knees, the creature’s hands supporting his waist as he slid himself down onto the other - feeling them pressing into the tight warmth before easing up slightly around them. His body stiffened up, a gasp escaping as he felt himself sink onto the chilling heat of the creature’s body for a few heartbeats before he started to lift on and off of them, only pulling out to about midway before sliding back down.
“God, y’ were right about th’ lube-“ he put a hand to his mouth as he worked, having violently underestimated the size of his roommate. His spare hand rest on his left knee, gripping at the green flames of his body.
On the other hand, the creature was biting their lip - feeling the tight heat swallowing them move up and down. The claws on their left hand now loosely strung around the skeleton’s lower ribs in a hold, their other held at the man’s left knee.
Once the two had began to adjust, their fingers interlocked within one another’s. The winged figure moved their other from rib to waist, holding onto the skeleton as his body moved - thrust in and out of. Mouth agape as hot, wet breaths escaped them with the occasional moan, feeling their roommate using them; the warmth rolling through their body and not quite sure what to do with themself. Soon enough settling on slinking their hand down to grope at the other’s ribs and spine, feeling the dark-boned skeleton shudder beneath their touch - breath hitching as his spine was felt up. Each claw catching on vertebrae and sliding down it in a slow drawl before passing back up it and along ribs once more. Wrapping a grip around his collarbone they pulled the skeleton down into a kiss - both immediately sliding tongues into one another’s mouth, sloppily and desperately taking each other in through wet, heavy breaths; pausing for air between short breaks. The skeleton’s hands moved to hold the sides of the creature’s neck and jaw, feeling their hands on his waist and the back of his head. The large form had began to work with him, rolling their hips to thrust within the heat of the skeleton’s body.
“Ah fuck, just like that.. Hh..” his words dissolved back into moans and muffled hums as he slid his hot tongue back into the creature’s mouth. The thin frame pulled back a few inches from the other’s face, a string of mottled saliva stringing along before breaking off - he continued riding the creature as he panted - gradually working his hips back and fourth. The dark body below him was still gripping the sides of his neck asif they’d somehow lose him, their lower lip a dark hue of heat from the other. The skeleton lowered his head to his roommate’s chest before running a tongue up the skin to their throat.
“Ah shit, god- That’s hot..” they gasped, feeling the heat radiating off of his tongue drag along their skin, tipping their head back to give him access more easily.
“Want me to stop?” The skeleton paused, panting and now very aware of how he wasn’t entirely focused on controlling the heat off of his body; not wishing to burn the other. Especially not with how badly he craved to continue, to see them like this again - so open and so heavenly.
“Don’t…” they panted, grabbing at the back and side of his head “Don’t you dare..”
He obliged, dipping back down and running his tongue along their neck - biting at and sucking on the skin; leaving deep indents and occasionally drawing a speck of blood which near instantly dried under the heat. The skeleton ran his tongue along a bite, picking up a dark smudge of blood - he was steadily growing into a dripping mess as his flames danced wildly off of his body.
The creature stared at him in awe, seeing how the glow of his body contrasted the dark of the room before pulling at his waist and neck, bringing the other’s mouth to meet theirs to take the skeleton’s tongue back in their mouth - the iron tang of blood mixing in both of their saliva for a few moments before they peeled away from one another; gasping and moaning.
The pace quickened, moans grew louder and more frequent as the skeleton gripped onto their right shoulder with one hand - warm fingers and short claws digging into skin.
The aggressive touch causing a sharp noise to force its way out the creature’s throat, a mix between a whimper and moan.
The skeleton pulled his other hand from the hold on his roommate’s neck up to the side of their face slid his thumb into their mouth - feeling their tongue and jaggedly sharp teeth as he watched them. The view filling his sockets. His thumb was hot, the green flames that coated the bone was wild and the heat was fluctuating in intensity. Not scalding, not enough to truly burn but not comfortable - at least it wouldn’t be if the creature’s body wasn’t already riddled with the man’s warmth. The thumb pressed into each tooth on the left hand side of their lower jaw, short, sharp spikes leading to a set of fangs at the front - much like that of an animal. The creature turned its head slightly, taking the thumb on their tongue and running it along it. Tasting the other as they panted and moaned; they turned further - licking at the skeleton’s palm and fingers. Tongue slipping between the knuckles before returning back to the skeleton’s thumb, leaving it in their maw. Their own hands gripped at and held onto him any way they could. The glowing body above them ached for a camera to capture the moment, wanting to dive into the other’s body and completely ravish them.
“I’m gonna cum, oh fuck, don’t slow down.” They begged, grip tightening.
“Nn.. Nah, I’m.. Hah. I’m there with you..” he panted, sliding his thumb out of their mouth and moving grip onto the bed - steadying himself.
The creature’s eyeless vision shut tight as they came, hunching forwards slightly towards the other - their grip tightening around his waist. Pulling their bodies as close together as they could manage, this movement causing the other’s back to arch as a groan escaped him. His cock twitched and throbbed as he came, hands gripping shoulder and sheet alike as claws dug in. A sharp moan shuddering out of him as he hunched over, grinding against them as he finished; each movement resulting in a whimpering moan from the body below him. They loosened their hold on his waist before pulling back down - forcing the other back down onto themself deeply, another short spurt of cum from the other painted their stomach as they panted. Finally releasing their hold on the skeleton entirely.
He remained there for a minute, the two working to catch their breaths before the creature began chuckling - the skeleton joining the laughter after a few beats. He lifted off of the other slowly, leaning down to kiss at the creature’s neck and their jaw before settling on their mouth - laying atop of them. The two of them were a panting mess as their chests heaved together, the creature’s left hand ran up the skeleton’s back to stroke it - feeling each vertebrae as they held him, their other hand loosely holding his thigh.
“Your body makes, like... Zero sense to me.” They mused, looking down at the flaming man - who in turn scoffed and looked up to their eyeless gaze.
“Like yours does?” He lifted his left hand to move some stray hairs from their face.
“Touché.” They lifted the hand from his thigh and held the back of his hand, kissing at the palm.
“My actual... ‘Body’ is basically fire. My bones are kinda external, like some defensive evolution thing... If I get cold or ‘put out’ it shrinks close t’ th’ bone. Hence why the bones in my legs and arms look real wide an’ weird.” He gestured to his body as he sat up on the other’s waist.
“Not weird... Not to me, I mean. Look at me.” The creature laughed as they rest the back of their left arm against the wall besides them, their right lifting to rest over their head.
“Mmm.. True.” The skeleton paused, bringing his right hand to the creature’s face, tracing his thumb over their lower lip “You wanna explain the facial features thing.?”
“Oh that? It’s not special, I can just kind of... Make them appear and disappear. Different places too.” They responded, another slit appearing on the base of their throat with rows of teeth behind it - earning a spark of intrigue from the other before he slapped their shoulder “Ow-“
“You fucker! I knew you’d been eating my food when you were taking it out of the bag!” He cackled, flames dancing with amusement.
“Phh-“ the dark body beneath him burst out laughing, both mouths stretching into wide, open smiles, shoulders bouncing as they lowered their right hand to hold the other’s waist. The mouth on their throat vanished, closing up. “Do you.. Prefer me with them?”
“You whaat?” His cackle receded to a chuckle, slowly shaking his head “It doesn’t matter what I like. You’re great regardless.” He paused, flames flicking after a brief moment upon realising what he said.
“I.. What?” The body below him paused, staring up at him with their mouth agape slightly - the corners of their lips curling upwards to a smile.
“Nothing-“ he covered their mouth with the hand he’s had on their cheek.
“No- No, what did you just say?” The shit-eating grin on their face was palpable as they used their left hand to move the skeletal one from their mouth.
“I- Shuddufuckup-“
“Noooo, no you said I was great.!”
“No I didn’!”
“You diiiddddd!” They began laughing as the man began to turn to get off of them, the creature grabbed his waist and pulled him down close to themself “Say it again.”
“Oh? And stroke your ego?”
“Please?” They rest their forehead against his, a subtle pleading in their tone that pried at the skeleton’s chest.
“I.. I said you’re great.. I mean it.”
The creature kissed his forehead, pulling the flaming body close to his chest as they spoke softly “I think you’re pretty remarkable too..”
The skeleton paused, burying his face in the void of their chest before wrapping his arms around them.
“Thank you..”
“Always.”
“Let’s get some clothes on, as much of a little space heater you are. I don’t think the racer’s gonna let us live this down if he finds us.. Well, sleeping naked together.” The creature suggested, gently patting the other’s back as they sat up - the skeleton sat upright with his knees tucked beneath himself.
“Yeah, fuck, I’m not havin’ him start on me about that shit.” He scoffed, getting up and stretching; jolting as he felt arms wrap around his waist, a kiss on the nape of his neck as the creature held him from behind.
“M’hm.” They nuzzled the back of his neck, a skeletal hand holding their forearm over his stomach as the body glanced back at them. “Sleep in here or mine?”
“You wanna.. Sleep in the same bed after..?”
“Yeah, why? That weird?”
“No- Just... Figured it’d be..”
“I’d like to, unless you’re not a fan of the idea.” They offered him a refusal, feeling the warm hand’s fingers gently tap at their forearm in thought and the hesitation in his voice.
“No, I’d... I’d like that, a lot actually.” He gave a slight nod, that familiar warmth creeping it’s way into his chest.
“Mine, then? Bigger bed.”
“I’ll be in after you.”
“Yeah, no.” The creature spoke softly yet blunt, sitting back on the bed and swinging their legs over the edge. The flaming form turned to face them, flames flickering with confusion.
“What do you mean ‘no’?”
“I mean, no. You get in that skull of yours far too much. So.. What pyjamas do you want?”
“I-“ he paused, unsure of what he could even say to refute their adamant assertion. Raising a hand to the brow of his skull in exasperation before sighing out a chuckle as he shook his head “I dunno, probably just a short-sleeve and some joggers.”
“Sorted.” The creature nodded, patting their knees with their palms before pushing off of the bed and heading across the room to the walk-in closet beside the door. They pushed it open quietly before ducking in to rifle around, re-emerging after a few moments with a set of fluffy socks, white boxers, a pair of grey sweatpants and a short-sleeve white shirt. They handed them over to the skeleton, who put the shirt on first followed by the boxers and joggers - sitting on the edge of the bed. The large, black form knelt down and helped him to put on the socks.
“Thank you.. By the way.. For sticking ‘round.” He looked to them as they knelt before him, their hands resting on their legs as they met his gaze.
“You don’t need to thank me, I’ll always be here.” They smiled up at him, pressing off of one knee with a hand and kissing the skeleton briefly - their right hand cupping the side of his jaw for a moment. “C’mon, I’ll come by and pick up the clothes for the wash tomorrow.”
“Alright, nudist.” He mused, slapping their ass as they turned for the door.
“Hey-“ the creature began laughing, shaking their head as they headed out - the skeleton tailing them.
The two made their way to the creature’s room, the larger form opened the door and flicked on the lights - they were dim and comfortable. Their bed sat in the centre of the room against the back wall opposite the TV, a bookcase to the left by the bathroom door. The back wall held the door to their walk-in closet and a shelf neatly stacked with a picture of the forest, trinkets and a few books too big for the bookshelf. The skeleton sat on the edge of the bed, off-white sheets with pale green leaves decorating it - the curtains were drawn a third of the way, showing off the dull dark of the evening. The walls were a pale limewick green, the floor a dark oak with an oddly-shaped rug mimicking foliage that covered most the floor sparing the edges. Their charged phone was on the nightstand alongside their rolled-up belt and the TV remote.
The creature had pushed open their closet’s pocket door and retrieved some pyjamas, pulling on some dark green boxers and baggy sweats that were a deep grey with a white logo down the side of the legs.
“Neat as ever, Mr Clean.”
“Well, you work in yours. So.. I suppose you’ve got an excuse.” They replied, taking the band out of their hair and running their claws through the white strands before pulling it back into a loose, low pony.
The skeleton watched them as they walked the room, closing the door with one hand as the other lowered the dial to the LEDs, settling them to a faint glow, before returning to standing before the bed - the skeletal body illuminating the room raised a hand and rest it on their abdomen, running his thumb part of a long scar.
“You’re gonna have to tell me about a few of these sometime.”
“Mm, maybe.” They hummed, gently lifting his hand off of their body before sitting to his right.
“You know mine.” He interjected, not hostile - just factual with a twinge of annoyance at the small things the other chose to be stubborn about.
“I do.” They paused, weighing up which story was the easiest to digest. The creature let out a slow breath before speaking, having selected the scar the skeleton had just been focused on “That one, I’d gotten into a scuffle with a hunter.”
“No shit?”
“No shit, I’d become an urban legend for a bit. Some people like to monster hunt, he found out - once he’d lost his gun, that I packed more of a punch than I seemed. Didn’t stop him from getting a slash or two in.” a bemused smile joined their words as they recounted the events.
“Did you give him the same?” His focus had shifted from their face to the scar, soon drifting back up to meet their gaze.
“A broken rib, hand and a nasty concussion - if I’m recalling it correctly.” They shrugged, leaning back on the bed as they pulled over the covers from the opposite side with their left hand.
“Kind of light, seeing as the cunt was trying to kill you..” the skeleton grumbled, displeased, as he got up - sitting back down once the creature had pulled the covers over from where he’d been sat. The other held the sheets up for him as he crawled into bed with them.
“Perhaps, but he was hardly worth the effort.” They lay the covers over the man’s body, one arm behind his neck as the other tucked him in before resting over their stomach. The skeletal frame rolled over, his head on their chest and shoulder as his right leg rest bent over their legs - cuddling up to the large body besides him.
“He’d’ve deserved it..”
“Does it help I threw his unconscious body in a diner dumpster?”
The skeleton let out a short, hearty laugh “Yeah, actually. It does.”
“Good.” They kissed at the left horn atop of the flaming skull “Now get some rest.. I’m shattered..”
“G’night, Specs..” he hummed groggily, his flames gradually settling down as he nodded off - the creature’s right hand resting on the small of his back beneath the sheets. Their head resting back to the side as the muttered softly.
“Goodnight, Smoke.” their breathing steadied to a slow rhythm as they dozed off, feeling the steady warmth against their body.