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Hollow was tired, all they wanted at the moment was a second of rest. So when father dismissed them they immediately made their was to Ghost's garden. And as they expected, there they were, sitting at the edge of a small doc And surrounded by void bloom and lifeblood plants. As Ghost turned their attention to them they seemed to become rather amused at the sight of them. But regardless Hollow made their way to them and sat in their lap, facing them, and let their hands slip under Ghosts cloak, their shoulders shaking in a silent laugh. Hollow was cold but they didn't mind. They were both void made after all. They ran their hands up Hollows chest and over their shoulders before they came to rest at Hollows waist. Ghost didn't say a word, Hollow was too tired to, so even if they could speak, they would not. Hollow let their head rest against Ghosts shoulder, letting them stroke their horns and run their fingers along their neck.
They enjoyed the quiet moment together, just the two of them. The only sounds being the buzzing of the lumafly in the nearby lantern. They could stay like this forever if they had the time. Ghost was the first to pull away and they felt Hollow shift a bit to look up at them, curious, then back down. Ghost took their hand and pulled it close and brought it up to their face. Hollows fingers were slender and dark as void, they were similar to Ghosts, but unlike Hollow theirs were a touch thicker and tougher, but they could feel the void beneath the skin and the calluses on their fingertips from wielding their nail, just the same as them. Hollow leaned in, tilting their head slightly and Ghost did the same and pressed their face to their own. The kiss was gentle, and Ghost pulled away for a moment, their other hand moving from Hollows waist and onto the back of their head. Ghost was always a bit more affectionate when they were alone. The next kiss was deeper, more passionate, and it lasted longer. Hollows arms wrapped around Ghost, holding them tight and not letting them go.
But eventually they did part. Both of them were flushed, and Hollow nuzzled the side of Ghost's head, pressing small kisses to the side of their face. Ghost returned the affection by kissing the tip of their horn. Eventually Ghost stood, and Hollow had to get off their lap. Hollow was a bit taller, Hollow was a little bit shorter. But they didn't mind that either. Ghost had to lead the way. They walked through the palace, and the few servants and bugs that were around knew of the two and what they were, and as such they did not interact with them, lest the king see or hear about them talking to his children when not instructed to. The palace was not that busy at this hour any how.
Their pace was quick. Hollows hand was interlocked with Ghosts, their grip on their hand tight. Ghost lead the way, they knew the path best. And when they arrived to the door of their bed chamber, Ghost turned the handle and entered the room. The door closed behind them and Ghost made their way to the bed. They sat on the edge and motioned for Hollow to sit on their lap. The Hollow obliged, their hands going to remove the armour plates on Ghost shoulders before moving to buttons and clasps on their cloak. It slipped off their shoulders easily pooling around them. Ghost returned the favour by doing the same while trailing kisses on the area ps the were revealed. Then they stood, holding Hollow up before gently tossing the, onto the bed, earning a soft laugh from the other. Ghost made quick work of the rest of their armour.
Hollow was already removing their own. When Ghost turned their attention to the bed, Hollow had already removed everything. Their shell was dark as night, yet their mask was pale as moon.
Ghost could see the flush in their cheeks. Ghost approached them, and Hollow laid their head back as Ghost climbed on top of them. They didn't waste time. They ran their claws along Hollows chest and torso, making their way down their body until they stopped at their waist. Hollows breath hitched. Ghost knew how sensitive they were, and they were going to exploit that. Ghost started kissing down Hollows neck. And their hand started to open them up, gently coaxing their member out. It wasn't long before they were moaning and gasping beneath them, and when they were fully erect, Ghost stopped and sat up. They had been patient enough. They could feel Hollow staring at them.
Ghost was already hard, having eased themself out. They grabbed a small container of oil and gingerly opened Hollow up enough to make it enjoyable for them, before lining themselves up with Hollows entrance. They pushed their hips forward slowly. Hollow was used to it. They both were.
They had done this many times before. So many times they lost count. Ghost knew how much Hollow could take. They knew their limit, and they knew just how much Hollow loved it.
Hollow wrapped their legs around Ghost, pulling them closer. Their clawed fingers digging into the blankets, their back arching. Ghost leaned in, resting their hands on the sides of their heads, their horns almost touching. They were flush against each other.
Ghost started to thrust slowly. It wasn't rough or fast. They didn't want to hurt Hollow, nor did they want to end it too soon. Hollows hands found their way to Ghosts arms.
Ghost kept a slow pace, not wanting to overwhelm the vessel beneath them. They were still rather sensitive from earlier. They could feel them clenching around them, their 'breaths' getting heavier, their moans and gasps getting more prominent. It wouldn't be long before they finished.
Ghost leaned in, burying their face in the crook of Hollows neck. They were so close. They could feel it.
It wasn't long before Hollow reached their peak. Their grip on Ghost tightened and they let out a broken moan as their whole body tensed up, their legs locking around their partner. Their body trembled, and their hands grasped for something to hold onto. They didn't care what, they just needed to hold onto something.
Ghost followed suit not long after, finishing inside their sibling. Ghost shuddered, letting out a long exhale, their eyes squeezing shut. Their fingers curled, grabbing handfuls of the blanket, their grip on the fabric loosening as their breathing slowed.
They stayed like this for a moment, enjoying the feeling. It wasn't unpleasant, just odd, and new, but they were getting used to it. The feeling of the warmth spreading inside of them, filling them.
Eventually, Ghost pulled out, sitting up and looking down at their sibling. Hollow was laying there, their legs still slightly spread. Ghost looked at the mess they made and chuckled. Ghost moved their hand down and gently rubbed their fingers around Hollows member and over the slit, earning a soft gasp from the other. They were still sensitive Ghost smiled at them, a touch smug.
Ghost could see the blush in Hollows face. They looked a little flustered. Hollow moved their legs closed and tried to sit up. Their arms shook a little, but they managed to push themselves up, resting on their elbows. Ghost moved over, and sat beside their sibling. They could see the mess dripping out of their entrance, and the stains on the bedsheets.
Ghost was glad that the sheets were black.