Summary: There's a certain ghoul that stalks you like predator to prey. But really how confident is he when not seducing another?
Warnings: Dewdrop being slightly creepy you could argue, flufffff, much flufffffffffff
A/n: I do wanna write something fluffy but I've been falling back into insecurity and I just want some love from a fire ghoul. Also, long title go brr.
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As horny as he was, you'd expect he'd be the most charismatic ghoul out of the bunch. But no, it was Swiss that was the most charismatic. Dewdrop, not by choice, was the worst at flirting when he wanted something romantic.
I guess it might be easier to think with your dick than it is your brain.
And throughout the past month you'd caught his stares at you, raking you over with something not of desire and lust. He looked at you like he wanted twirl you on your feet and surround you like a bubble. And you felt your heart warm from them, not the pit of your stomach.
Though, the past two days you were surprised at how difficult of a time he had genuinely speaking to you.
You'd noticed it, of course you had noticed it. The ways his hands fiddled and his posture would shift. The usual stoic nature of him and his body both faltered when he approached you the first time, and every time after that. It was like he couldn't sit still when face-to-face with you.
You remembered the way you got immediately warmer when he was, in that moment, greeting you with a "hello" (after just being shoved into your direction by Aether). You would totally say that you were warm due to yourself blushing, cause you certainly adored his rambunctious nature and the way he terrorized the other ghouls, but it wasn't just that. Him being flustered must've heat up the air around him, with you being directly in front.
Whether he noticed or not, you couldn't tell, but it made you like him all the more.
Now you felt yourself warm whenever his eyes were on you, this time from all the heat rushing to your face. Especially when he was in places we would never be normally. Like today.
The library was fairly quiet. When brothers and sister settled down for a book or studying, they were most respectful. So, when you felt his presence and heard his confidence footsteps across the marble, you knew he was looking at you. Nobody was that blatantly out of place when in the library, but him.
"Excuse me, Sister," he spoke, finally next to you. You never even noticed the air heating up around you when he approached, your face flushed with blood.
You coughed suddenly, "Oh, hi Dewdrop," you peeked around the corner of where he turned from to see that there were no ghouls in sight like there usually were when he was pushed in your direction like you were a dance circle. They were never amazing at hiding, so this was truly something that he had come up to you all on his own.
His knee was slightly twitching, not enough to where his whole self was bouncing but enough to see out of the corner of you eye.
You slipped the book you had taken from the shelf back in - not of your taste at that specific time. Lately, all you could do was read gothic romance novels, and you couldn't tell if it was just a switch of preference or if you just craved Dewdrop's attention so much more than before that you seeked it in novels as well.
"You- Uh well, hello," he sputtered his words out, the height he had put on when standing tall and confident breaking when his neck hunched at his first mistake in speech. It was cute.
"I was just, I just wanted to tell you that.. well you have very beautiful, um, beautiful eyes."
Your lips curved into a smirk, looking at him start to wipe his slick palms off onto his pants. Turning your body to him, you smoothed out his jacket. You could feel him burning holes into the top of your hair as he watched you like a vulture, the heat around you consuming more and more of any chill you'd felt in the library.
"Thank you Dewdrop, are you always this sweet to every woman you meet?" you ask, a mischievous glint in your eye as you met his.
He huffed out a breath, turning his head away from yours. You felt bad in a way for embarrassing him. There were few women he had genuinely tried for, Aether told you about the stories of the roles reversing where they didn't want something real with him and Dewy only getting his heart broken.
You wanted to change that, you wanted to ever since you'd felt his looks. He was truly a ghoul to want.
"No.. mm, it's only y- it's only you," he mumbled. But you still heard it nonetheless.
You didn't know what really to say, but the moment you felt his words register, you grinned widely, placing your hands on his shoulder and planting a kiss on his masked cheek.
Now it felt almost suffocatingly hot, making you almost take a step back but Dewdrop reached up to grab your wrists in his hands and he pulled you towards him. His arms locked you to his chest and you felt his nose press against the top of your head.
You almost felt shocked at first - of course he seemed to be a more physical lover, you didn't think anyone could have the confidence to pull you against them so suddenly. But you sunk into him, palms pressing flat against his back as you breathed in the scent of smoke and something like cinnamon. He smelled really fucking good is all you had to say to describe it.
He must've been thinking the same exact thing as you felt him breathe out heavily, inhaling the smell of you like you were food. You could've been, if he didn't want to keep you so bad. His hands suddenly dug into the skin of your waist, claws retracted, arms still wrapped around you, making parallel lines across your back.
"Sodo!" you heard a voice echo from outside of the library. It was muffled, extremely, but loud enough to hear that someone was looking for him.
You felt the vibrations of a growl press to your ear at the interruption, though you were also getting a bit flustered at your embrace - yes it was an isle, but it was still public viewing. Anyone could've turned a corner and the whole ministry would've heard the rumors of a certain fire ghoul having a new possession.
You moved to slip out of his arms but he pulled you back, only to keep you for a second before letting you leave his arms.
When you stared back up, his head was titled, not even turning to look for his caller. He didn't care at all it seemed, his focus was on you. And you're sure the moment that he actually had to leave you, he'd been seeing red the whole evening.
"I will find you soon. Then maybe.. well, we can- we can hang out," Dewdrop said, voice low and deeper than before. He still had a hard time speaking to you though he had literally taken you into his arms moments before without any permission whatsoever.
Cute.
You tilted your head, "So a date?"
He stared at you for a moment before glancing back around the turn of the isle. Nobody had opened the doors yet.
Dewdrop slipped his hand across your cheek, settling his charcoal thumb against the curve of your cheekbone before he pulled your face towards him, resting it against his sternum. And you felt it then, on your nose, not a growl this time.
The purrs of the fire ghoul soon became apparent before he finally heard the door open much more loudly than the sweet librarian would have liked. You would've given anything to feel that tickle on your nose again, to feel him vibrating against you. You wanted to hear it too, the faint noise was there for a moment. But you had a feeling it could get louder than that.
He let you lean back, giving him the warmest smile before waving the ghoul off. You watched as he appeared behind his brother who was currently being chewed out by the middle aged woman that currently had library duty.
She shooed off the ghoul and Dewdrop followed in suit, throwing a look over his shoulder. Your heart flipped. You'd totally forgotten about that fact that you were looking for a book. As you felt into your surroundings again, the air started to cool down again. There were almost no remnants of the fact that Dewdrop was there. But, you lifted the sleeve of your habit to your nose and pressed softly, breathing in.
The scent of cinnamon hit your nose.
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