(Note, so this is not band related, I'm just taking the characters and showing them in another universe.)
When the king of the enchanted land of lightlark determined a ball to bring together all the people of the island, Mountain knew he had no choice but to go.
He also knew he was going to see his arch nemesis, Phantom silverkin, there aswell.
And there was nothing he could do about it.
As the day of the ball arrived, Mountain found himself dressed in his finest clothes, dark clothing with a flowing cape of ivy and red gladioli streaming off one shoulder and up onto his horns, representing his element perfectly, and standing beneath an enormous ash stone ballroom that bustled with the chatter of countless other enchanted creatures, and the soft hum of a cello and violin duet of the Orchestra, the hall eliminated by candles and floating lanterns that hovered over head.
It was then, Mountain spotted Phantom.
The two made eye contact, before Phantom strode forward, coming skin pricklingly close.
They both drew daggers at the same moment, holding the sharp blades against each others throats.
"Silverkin." Mountain gruffed, his voice deep against the background chatter of the hall.
"Thornell." Phantom tsked in reply, pressing the blade closer to Mountain's throat.
"I hate you." Mountain growled.
"Right back at you." Phantom hissed back.
The two began to slowly walk in a circle, keeping each other at knife point, when suddenly, the Orchestra began to play the song of thistles.
The song of thistles was a tune game that every being on lightlark knew the rules to; grab the nearest partner and dance the routine that children were taught the moment they could walk, or look like a heartless fool that the rest of the players were free to throw food at.
Mountain and Phantom froze.
"Oh stars.." Mountain gruffed.
Phantom growled, desperately scanning the near by creatures for another partner, but instead coming up short and begrudgingly lowering his blade from Mountains throat.
"Would you be oh so kind as to have this dance?" Phantom tsked, the words venom on his tounge.
"Most certainly." Mountain sighed reluctantly, not clean to become covered in the banquet tables contents.
Mountain took the lead, guiding Phantom gently onto the floor and lashing his tail in time to the beat as he waited for the queue.
As the bar hit, Mountains turned Phantom out by the head located on the quintessence ghouls hip, turning him back in with a flash of the deep purple silk that lined Phantoms cloak.
A spin came next, Mountain doing well to steady Phantom and keep him from spinning out and falling on his ass, as amusing as that would have been for the earth ghoul.
"Glide, you big ogar." Phantom hissed, annoyance flashing in his black eyes as he tripped on Mountains paws during a dip, their lips coming teasingly close as they paused with the music, before rising again and stepping out.
"I'm trying, you tiny mouse shit." Mountain grumbled, spinning Phantom with more force than necessary and basking in the warmth of his body when he pulled him in again, up against his chest to finish the routine.
They were so close, electricity bouncing between their gazes like a ping pong ball as they pressed flush against each other.
They had hated each other for as long as they could remember.
Despised each other.
Hated each other.
But now...
Pressed so close against each other, breathe mingling, eyes locked together, hands on each others bodies...
Neither could actually remember why they hated each other in the first place.
Phantoms gaze flicked to Mountain's lips, his hand on the earth ghouls shoulder sliding up to grip the neckline of his shirt.
He couldn't deny the other was attractive, which is why he wasn't mad when Mountain finally closed the gap between them and captured Phantoms lips in an electrifyingly passion filled kiss.
They stayed like that.
Lips locked, bodies flush, tails coiled, until they were out of breathe.
Only then, did Mountain carry Phantom to his chambers.
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AN: um... I totally stole this from a book😅
-Nova
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Ghost Ghouls Smut
Romance(Requests are open!!) Smut of the ghost band ghouls bc I said so and murder is illegal.
