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A gentle melody plays in the Exhaust Organ.
It's unusual, not the same haunting tone that has echoed through the halls and into the Mist beyond near endlessly - it isn't as full of anguish, loaded with complex emotions that were difficult to pull apart and decipher.
No, today, the song is quite calm, and simply contented.
The organist sits on the bench as they do most visits, letting their faintly beating silk heart guide their melody as usual. But this time, the melody is not for themself - Phantom is playing something for their guest.
Below them, on the first step up towards the massive instrument itself, Hornet is sitting, listening to the melody while patching a few tears in her cloak from a trip through Bilewater, chased by Stilkin and various other critters.
She sits cross-legged, gently humming to the melody as she fixed her garment, nimbly stitching the torn holes shut with thread.
As is often the case, the two bugs sit in comfortable silence, simply enjoying the presence of the other, no need for words.
Another presence makes itself known all of the sudden, though, like a mild chill passing through the Exhaust Organ.
Hornet initially doesn't pay it any mind, until she hears the whispering chatter of the wraiths, feeling the air move as they almost flutter into the main Organ room.
And the spectres pretty much descend upon her immediately, floating around her, drawing her attention away from her cloak as they cuddle her, peppering her in silky kisses that draw a light giggle from her.
Not letting up, the wraiths make sure her focus is entirely on them, taking up every bit of space around her that they possibly could, wispy hands trailing along her body as they huddle closer against her.
Eventually, unable to pull her focus back to her cloak, she sets it and the needle she'd been using to stitch it back up down on the floor next to her, feeling the cuddle pile shift around her happily as she finally stops trying to work.
Something is different about them today, though. They're unusually handsy, in a more intimate way than normal, and she could swear she heard something that sounded an awful lot like a whine from one of the affectionate spectres.
Still, she reciprocates, beginning to give light kisses back to the wraiths, trailing her claws along their ghastly bodies. That just seems to get them more agitated, seeming like they're vying for her attention, and then she hears a whimper from the wraith next to her.
As she presses a kiss against the ghost's head, her curiosity gets the better of her, sticking her claws into the lower body of another wraith, finding surprisingly little resistance as she essentially fingers it.
The melody that had been filling the Exhaust Organ suddenly turns discordant as the organist lets out a sharp gasp, misplaying several notes as they jolt in their seat, nearly falling forwards onto the instrument.
They look back at where their partner was sitting while trying to stay steady on the bench. “H-Hornet, what a--aah-!” their question gets cut off by a moan as Hornet shoves her fingers deeper into the wraith.
Hearing their noise and realizing the music had stopped, she blinks and looks back, just now having noticed their reaction. “Phantom! Are you okay?” And then it clicks, seeing them tremble as her claws are buried deep in the wraith. “Wait, can you feel this?”
Carefully, Phantom gets off of the bench, letting out a groan. “Y-Yes,” they stammer as they make their way down, closer to Hornet, settling on the step just above her, “I can f-feel what they feel i-if they're in c-close proximity,” They lean against the top step with their back for support as their legs twitch a little.
Hm...
Hornet says nothing more, a small smirk on her face before she goes back to kissing the wraiths floating around her, trying to give equal attention to them, pushing her claws deeper into the wraith she had been fingering.
Then, her other hand moves over to another wraith, sticking her claws into it as well, pressing more kisses onto the spectres vying for her attention.
Loud whines erupt from above her as Phantom tries to not fall over from the sudden pleasure, shifting to the side a bit as they feel all of Hornet's light touches as if she was doing it to them, not their wraiths.
They let out a gasp as Hornet shoves her claws deep into both, blissful jolts surging through their silken shell, pressing their hands against the cold floor of the steps, their limbs trembling.
Hornet continues fucking into the two wraiths more with her fingers while kissing another that had floated to her, gently pushing her tongue into its mouth, feeling its cold breath mingle with her own hot one.
Phantom's moans quieten almost instantly as they feel the strange sensation of a tongue exploring their mouth despite there being none, making them gasp hard for a moment.
She keeps sinking her claws deeper into the wraiths, kissing the other one deeper, her fangs grazing its wispy mouth.
After a bit longer, she withdraws one hand from one of the wraiths, instead trailing it along the body of the one she is currently making out with, letting it eagerly come closer as she touches its body tenderly.
Her partner whines quietly above, feeling the way she trails over the wraith's body in familiar ways, caressing it as she usually does to them, only aiding the heat spreading beneath their shell as they let out more muffled noises.
The remaining ghosts swirl around Hornet in the air, desperate to receive some attention from her, too.
Finally, Hornet withdraws from both the wraith she had been fingering as well as the one she was kissing deeply, pulling away a little.
Phantom gasps as they get a moment to breathe, the onslaught of sensations stopping for just a bit. They whine louder, though, as an ache grows between their thighs with those same sensations gone.
As they are recuperating, Hornet gives fleeting kisses to more of the wraiths swaying in the air around her, finding them desperately pressing up against her body, huddling closer and wanting to be showered in her attention, too.
She trails her claws along more of their wispy forms, trying to give equal amounts of loving attention to the wraiths vying for it, trying to calm them a little as she watches them push against each other to be the center of it.
Away from the rest, Hornet spots one that seems to be much more shy than the others, floating apart from the rest and simply watching, though its body language, especially the way it clicks its ghastly claws together, make it obvious that it wants some of it, too.
Softly, she beckons it closer with her voice. “C'mon, don't be shy,” she murmurs, her gaze trained on it.
And for a moment, it seems the ghost is unsure whether she really means it, but then it floats closer, gentle, and Hornet reaches one hand out to it, scritching it under the chin with a smile.
From above her, a soft purr erupts between quiet whimpers, and her heart swells with adoration as she hears the light noises coming from her partner.
While taking care of the shy wraith, making sure to give the others a share of her attention, too, and listening to the delightful sounds Phantom makes up above, one of the spectres floats down to her crotch, where her cock is already getting hard.
She feels it paw at her length, drawing a soft whine from her and making her lean back a bit, somewhat revealing the rest of her slit, too.
Suddenly, it takes her into its mouth, making her moan as she feels its cool breath, encouraging her length to slip free fully.
Almost immediately after, the wraith begins sucking, motions gentle.
A whine escapes Phantom as they can feel the way Hornet's cock is filling their mouth, despite it being the wraith, not them, sucking her off, caught off-guard by the strange sensation.
Meanwhile, another of the ghosts floats down to her, now that she is leaned back, and brings its wispy, silky tongue out to lick along her pussy, drawing more groans and whimpers from the spider above.
Phantom feels an odd, warm sensation on their own tongue in response, moaning through the combination of strange feelings, starting to feel a little dazed.
While busy with two of the wraiths, some of the remaining ones that are not receiving any attention from her right now float over to Phantom, gathering around them.
They look at the ghosts for a moment before the spectres close the distances, showering Phantom in light, silky kisses, too.
Her claws tangle in the silken hair of the wraith sucking her off, guiding it down on her length. “A-Ah~ Ph-Phantom, your w-wraiths feel- haah- a-amazing,” she praises them between moans.
One of the ghosts suddenly grabs onto Phantom, dragging them in for a kiss, deepening it quickly as they are still experiencing all the other sensations. The remainder of the nearby wraiths cuddle up closer to them, pressing themselves against their body as if trying to envelop them.
They get a tad lightheaded from the overwhelming amount of stimuli, pulling the wraith making out with them closer, deepening the kiss needily as they try to remain focused on it.
The spectre licking Hornet's pussy delves its tongue into her, shoving it deep into her, which drives Hornet to push the other wraith down on her length more roughly, guiding its movements by pulling on its hair.
The sensation of hair being pulled makes Phantom moan into their kiss with one of the wraiths, muted as their fangs graze the ghost's wispy shell, squirming in their spot as Hornet gets more rough with the other wraiths. Those close to them keep pressing soft kisses against their silken body.
“Y-You're.. haah.. so beautiful..” Hornet murmurs between whines, and Phantom is unsure if the words are meant for the wraiths or for them - or perhaps both; after all, aren't the wraiths a part of them, filled with and responding to their own thoughts and desires?
That train of thought is cut off when Hornet digs her claws deeper into the wraith's wisp-like hair, clawing at it and causing some mild tears.
Phantom moans louder, feeling the tearing in their own hair, though without any of the actual damage that would usually come with it.
Their attention is drawn back to the wraith making out with them as it does not let up, feeling its wispy tongue against the back of their throat, muted whines escaping them both, though those of the ghost are barely audible.
The remaining wraiths near Hornet start peppering kisses on her body while she is being fucked by two of them, pressing them softly against her mask, her neck, her shoulders, her chest and back.
“Ngh-! K-Keep going, you- a-aah- y-you feel s-so good,” she groans, feeling herself brought closer and closer to the edge as she keeps guiding the wraith sucking her off and spreading her legs further for the one pressing its tongue into her.
Finally, after a few more seconds filled with desperate moans from both her and her partner, Hornet sinks her claws deep into the wraith she has been fucking the face of, slamming it down on her cock with force as she cums, shoving her length all the way to its throat, a cry echoing through the Exhaust Organ as she cums down its throat.
Phantom nearly chokes in response, getting the strange sensation of something running down the walls of their own throat, but there is no cum to swallow up, only the phantasmal sensation of it.
One of the wraiths near Hornet cups her kisses her deeply as she cums, drawing her attention to it as it suddenly shoves its tongue into her mouth, stealing silk from her - Hornet, though, doesn't care about that in the moment, gladly letting it take it.
The other wraith does its best to swallow her cum, though it becomes too much too fast and some of it spills from its mouth and drips onto the floor anyways, leaving a small puddle of it.
Hornet's claws release the ghost, and both the wraith that had been sucking her off and the one pushing its tongue into her pussy pull away, floating aside.
She kisses the wraith harder as she grabs onto it, feeling it shove its long, silky tongue all the way into her throat, drawing more muted moans from her.
Trailing her claws over its body, her fingers wander down to where she'd previously fingered other wraiths, rubbing it in that same area as she pulls it closer, letting its tongue slip even deeper into her.
It lets out a soft, airy whine-like noise as it deepens the kiss more, stealing Hornet's breath, and drawing more silk from her.
Phantom whimpers loudly as they feel Hornet's touches as if she was rubbing their hole and touching their body. They feel the wraith kissing them do the same as the wraith kissing Hornet, shoving its tongue deeper into them, slipping into their throat.
Finally, as the combination of all these different sensations pushes them over the edge, cumming themself, muffled cries coming from them. Their whole body shudders as their claws cling desperately to the wraith, pulling it in closer, their legs twitching violently behind it as they feel their silk pulse, pleasure surging through their shell.
The wraith pushes its tongue into them more, drawing a series of muted sobs from Phantom as they begin to feel overstimulated, feeling the wraith press its tongue against the walls of their throat.
After a few more seconds, Hornet and the other wraith break their kiss, and Phantom finally gets a moment to breathe when the wraith kissing them also pulls away.
They cough a bit as they gasp, letting out more whines as their limbs continue trembling from the aftershocks of their orgasm, a few more jolts of pleasure spreading through their silken shell with each twitch.
Near Hornet, the wraiths begin pressing more kisses against her body again, clearly not satisfied yet.
She chuckles lightly, trailing her claws along their bodies and giving them light kisses back.
The wraiths still floating around Phantom give them the same treatment, placing silky kisses against their shell over and over again. They kiss the wraiths back desperately as they whine, wanting more as well.
The spectre that had previously stolen silk from Hornet during their earlier kiss floats over to where the silk-spun bug lays on the floor, needily grasping for the apparitions surrounding them.
Pushing aside the other wraiths, it pulls Phantom in for one as well, transferring the stolen silk to them as it presses its claws against their face.
Then, a few seconds later, the kiss parts and Phantom gasps loudly. “H-Hornet, p-please-!” they beg, “Fuck t-them more, pl-please-”
The wraiths react in kind, floating closer to Hornet as if vying for her attention again, desperate for it.
Teasingly, she plays with them a little longer, only giving them quick pecks and briefly touching them, which seems to get the apparitions more riled up.
All of the sudden, the wraiths take charge, and Hornet is gently pulled into a standing position by them and led two steps forward. She watches them curiously, wondering what exactly they were up to.
Something moves behind her back, and then the wraiths at her side turn her around.
Before her is a wraith, positioning itself quite clearly in front of her with its spectral body bent over the step she had been sitting on, presenting itself to her.
The other wraiths let go of her body, floating around her. The one that lays bent over in front of her lets out an airy whine, as if begging her to fuck it, eager.
Stepping close, Hornet finds herself wondering what this will feel like, considering the light chill from the other wraiths before. She lines up her cock where she'd previously fingered the other wraiths and hears another noise from the spectre, desperately waiting for her.
Then, she shoves into it, finding herself sliding in with ease.
Hornet hears Phantom whine loudly from the upper step, laying against the floor as they body trembles, feeling the ghostly sensations of being filled, despite not being the one Hornet is currently fucking.
“H-Haah--! K-Keep going, Hornet~!” they beg, their claws scraping against the floor of the Exhaust Organ as they try to dig them in.
Encouraged by their begging, Hornet immediately begins moving, thrusting into the wraith gently at first.
The other spectres gather around Hornet, lightly touching her body once more and pressing more kisses against her chitin.
The ones near Phantom also being moving again, doing the same to them. One draws closer, leaning down to them before uncurling its long, silky tongue and licking along their shell, sending more shudders through Phantom as they whine more.
Hornet keeps the pace slow and gentle at first, feeling the wraiths near her continue to kiss her and touch her shell, wispy hands trailing the lines of her chitin. One floats low again, moving its claws over her pussy slightly, drawing a moan from Hornet.
Phantom trembles with each thrust, limbs twitching as they feel more soft kisses pressed onto their body, still getting used to the sensation of being filled without actually being filled.
Another wraith starts licking along Hornet's chitin, too, tracing along the lines of the separate plates around her neck and shoulders, making her let out a low whimper, a light tremor going through her.
“H-Hornet- F-Faster, harder, please-” Phantom begs more from above her, spreading their legs wider as if trying to let Hornet in further despite her not fucking them directly.
Doing as asked, Hornet picks up the pace, pushing roughly into the wraith below her, getting deeper into it as she listens to the melody of Phantom's whines.
Most of the wraiths that had been floating around Phantom divert their attention back to Hornet, floating closer to her to join the hands and mouths pushed up against her and trailing all over her body.
One remains, kissing Phantom once more. They whimper into the kiss, wrapping their claws around its back and into its silken hair, pushing their hips upwards in desperation as they cling closer to it, pulling it in more as they deepen the kiss.
Thrusting into it faster, Hornet moans as she presses herself closer to the spectre.
Suddenly, the other wraiths stop touching Hornet or placing kisses against her shell, pulling away from her and rising up into the air, seemingly only remaining as an audience to watch Hornet ravage the wraith she had pressed against the steps.
“P-Phantom-” Hornet moans their name between pants and gasps, ramming her cock into the wraith below her, feeling her shell heat up as pleasure drives her on.
The wraith kissing Phantom pulls away, parting the kiss. Phantom's own moans echo through the Exhaust Organ. “H-Hornet-! M-More, please--!!”
They cry out as Hornet slams her cock into the wraith fiercely, their claws scraping harder against the floor of the Exhaust Organ.
All of the sudden, Hornet feels her head be tilted to the side as one of the wraiths surprises her with a deep kiss. She closes her eyes, moaning into it, feeling the spectre stealing more of her silk greedily - but oddly, not all of it or even most of it.
The kiss parts just as quickly as it started, leaving Hornet briefly confused - but then another one tilts her head upwards, kissing her from up above to steal more of her silk.
As the third wraiths swoops down to her, she realizes what's going on - they're taking turns stealing silk from her, each wraith getting a little bit until they have drained her of her reserves.
Once, the thought of that might have been terrifying - but now, she happily welcomes them, giving into their desperate kisses as she feels them take her silk, continuing to fuck the wraith in front of her harder.
When the other wraiths are done stealing her silk reserves, Hornet slams hard into the wraith below her.
Phantom lets out a ragged howl as they feel Hornet bury herself deeply in the wraith, each thrust sending another shock of pleasure through their shell.
And then, a wail rips from their throat when Hornet suddenly bites into the wraith's shoulder as she leans against its back fully.
A low whine escapes the wraith, too, though it is much more muted in comparison to Phantom's wild cries, feeling as Hornet bites into it again and again, leaving behind dozens of bite marks on its wispy form.
Her claws, too, dig in hard as she tries to keep her grip on the wraith, sinking into its misty form, slipping slightly several times and leaving tears behind as she readjusts, ramming into it desperately.
The sensation of bites and tears in their shell without their actually being any drives them to become hazy again, drawing more whines and moans from Phantom as they feel the sensations of claws and fangs digging into them, but without leaving behind any damage.
“H-Haaah--! K-Keep- haah!-- going, pl- aah!-- please-!” Phantom begs loudly, wanting Hornet to keep biting and clawing at the wraith, repeatedly interrupted by cries whenever Hornet thrusts deep into it.
Driven on by their moans and cries, Hornet fucks into the wraith even harder, setting a brutal pace as she pounds it roughly, whines of her own escaping her as she feels the heat in her shell slowly becoming unbearable, like it's going to burst soon.
Seconds later, Phantom is pushed over the edge again, crying out as they cum from the mix of sensations, completely overwhelmed. They squirm violently on the floor as they lose themself in the bliss, claws dragging across the rusty metal of the Exhaust Organ when they turn onto their stomach, trying to push themself onto their knees.
But their body is shuddering way too hard for that, limbs trembling fiercely with each pulse of their silk, especially as Hornet keeps tearing at and ramming into their wraith, sending more and more shocks of pleasure through their shell, overstimulating them.
They sob and whine loudly as the pleasure and the sensations just won't stop, mind growing fuzzier by the second, making them feel lightheaded once more as their vision blurs, seeing stars at the edges of it.
Hornet thrusts into the wraith as hard as she can, driven on by the beautiful melody of Phantom's overstimulated whimpers and moans. “Y-You- haah- you s-sound so c-cute when- aah- you m-make noises l- ah- like t-that,” she praises them, interrupted by her own moans and grunts.
“M-M-More-!! P-Please pl-please-” they beg as they continue to tremble, only to have their voice silenced again when the other wraiths suddenly approach them, beginning to kiss them, transferring the stolen silk to them. Phantom pulls the first wraith closer, needily kissing it back.
Hornet keeps slamming into the wraith below her with all the force she can muster, having stopped biting and scratching it for now. Another wraith floats up to her, kissing her as well, letting itself be pulled closer by her hand.
Between the kisses of the wraiths taking turns transferring silk to them, Phantom's begging grows louder and more desperate, still getting more overstimulated with every thrust of their partner, their silk tingling as pleasure surges through them again and again.
The wraiths near them guide Phantom onto their back after transferring the last of the silk to them, quickly peppering their body with more kisses, drawing more whines from them.
Slowly, Hornet feels herself approaching her own climax, groaning as the wraith pushes back against her needily, as if trying to get her inside even deeper.
With trembling limbs, Phantom brings one of their hands down to their hole and rubs along the edges a few times, before spreading their legs apart wider and shoving two claws in, letting out a cacophony of whines, moans and cries as they finger themself while feeling how hornet keeps ravaging their wraith, sounding more desperate with each thrust of their fingers.
As the haze begins to overtake her too, Hornet's hand finds its way around the wraith's neck, while she presses the other firmly against its back, both digging in as she tries to keep herself steady. She slams roughly into the wraith and closes her eyes, grinding against it with force whenever she has buried herself as deep as possible in it.
Hornet's claws sink into the wraith's throat, Phantom feels as if they were being choked themself, gasping for air despite not needing any in the first place.
Surprisingly, this just makes them feel more aroused, though, driving them to ram their fingers into their hole harder, chasing relief desperately, more choking moans and gasps coming from them.
The moment she picks up on Phantom's gasps for air, Hornet loosens her grip on the wraith immediately, almost letting go entirely, slowing down her thrusts as well, looking up to where Phantom is.
Their voice breaks the silence nearly instantly. “K-Keep going,” they whine, shoving a third claw into their hole as the pleasure seems to stall, “C-Choke it m-mgh-more,”
Hornet hesitates a few seconds longer, unsure if Phantom is saying it in a daze or because they mean it.
“Hngh... I- I p-promise I'll be o-okay,” they whimper, “p-please, Hornet-!”
Finally, she does as they asked, returning to her brutal pace from before, driven on by their begging. She knows that as a being strung from silk, they had no real need for air, but she couldn't help but worry a little - but even if they feel the sensations of what she's doing to the wraith, it's not like she's actually choking them.
As soon as she wraps her claws harder around the wraith's neck once more, Phantom lets out more gasping cries and moans, fucking themself harder with their fingers, pushing themself to the edge more and more.
Hornet keeps slamming into the wraith, clawing harder at it, listening to more of Phantom's choked whines as that warmth in her chest threatens to explode, closing her eyes once more as she leans fully against the wraith's back.
Driving herself harder into the wraith, Phantom's howls seem to crest--
And then Hornet hears a loud thud, immediately making her open her eyes again and look up to see what happened, pausing her thrusting altogether.
To her right, Phantom lays on their side on the main floor of the Exhaust Organ, having fallen from the step above due to all of their squirming.
She releases her hold on the wraith's throat as she looks over to them. “Phantom! A- Are you okay?!” she asks, worried she'd been taking it too far.
There's a quiet groan from them as they turn onto their back, but then they start thrusting their fingers into their hole again. “K-Keep going,” they tell her, “I- I'm c-close--!”
Hornet takes just one more second to look them over and make sure they didn't injury themself during their fall.
“H-Hornet, please, pl-please--!!”
Hearing them beg her in that voice makes her start fucking into the wraith again, quickly returning to her previous pace.
At their begging, she wraps her claws around the wraith's throat again, digging her claws into both its neck and its back once more.
Phantom shoves their fingers into their hole harder, whining and gasping desperately as they get closer and closer to their climax, pushing their hips up needily against their own thrusting as their limbs tremble.
Hornet hears more gasping moans coming from them as her grasp on the wraith's throat tightens, intensifying the choking sensation for them.
She keeps slamming into it harder, listening to Phantom's noises as they crest again. Hornet digs her claws deep into the wraith's back, leaving more tears behind, pulling it closer as she leans against it and lunging her fangs into its neck as she is about to reach her own climax.
Her hand slips from its throat and claws into its chest as she tries to steady herself, clinging to it with all her might as she buries her cock in it as far as she possibly can.
Phantom is pushed over the edge one final time, crying out as their entire body squirms, almost convulses on the floor, pleasure spreading into every single strand of silk in their shell, surging over and over again as they feel their inner silk fluttering around their own fingers.
They keep shoving their fingers into themself more, trying to ride themself down from the high. Another wraith floats closer, circling them for just a moment before sticking its claws into their hole as well, overstimulating Phantom a second time as their hips stutter violently.
Finally, after thrusting for several more seconds, Hornet cums too, slamming her cock into the wraith one last time and filling it, letting go of its neck as a long, drawn out whine escapes her.
She clings to it hard, grinding her hips against the ghost the entire time, trying to drive herself deeper into it, even when she is already as far in as she can go, feeling blissful shocks of pleasure go through her body with every throb of her cock.
The wraith, too, lets out an airy wail as she fills it, almost sounding like they did whenever they chased her.
Cum spills out from its hole, dripping onto the floor below.
After several seconds of rutting further against the wraith, Hornet pulls out of it, more cum leaking out and spilling onto the floor.
As they both come down from their respective highs, they feel thoroughly exhausted.
Hornet stumbles over to where Phantom is laying, stretching out a hand towards them and helping them sit up.
The wraiths, still floating after her, seem equally as exhausted as their creator, much more mellow and calm all of the sudden.
With some help from their partner, Phantom scoots over to the nearby lowest step and leans against it, Hornet sliding down next to them as they both breathe heavily, chests rising and falling in uneven and quick patterns.
Phantom groans as they feel the aftershocks of their orgasm, limbs still trembling harshly as they let out a sigh and lean against Hornet, resting their head on her shoulder.
“Hgh... I suppose I'll h-have to clean up...” they quietly murmur, now that the both of them had made a bit of a mess of the Exhaust Organ - more than it already was, anyways.
Hornet chuckles gently. “I think that can wait for a bit, dear.” she says, pressing a soft kiss against their mask.