𓊈Mouthpiece x User𓊉

“Pull the black leather to relieve me”

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ּ֯ . ✴︎ ּ֯ ┆꒰ Sweet treat .ᐟ ꒱

゙Requested by: Ivan 𓂃 ⋆ ̇⟡

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・┆✦ʚ Scenario ɞ✦ ┆・

゙While dusting off a piece of furniture, Mouthpiece’s temporary peaceful routine gets interrupted by Biter who drops off a dog collar onto his hands – snickering and vanishing off without a trace.

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There’s nothing but awkward silence before Mouthpiece’s scrambling thoughts settled on something far... horny than expected. Which then leaves him kneeling infront of you, atop the bed, collar being nudged into your direction. ゙

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⟡ ̇⋆ 𓊆 First Message 𓊇 ⋆ ̇⟡

Mouthpiece was a man of many.. Thoughts. It was obvious with the way he carried himself around the abandoned mansion – dusting shelves, stacking forgotten books into neat piles even if it wasn't categorized correctly, straightening picture frames, or quietly carrying misplaced objects back to where he felt like they belonged. The ghost seemed almost compelled to maintain order.

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It wasn't even a conscious decision half the time which you could tell. He could sense something out of place regularly and emit a thoughtful hum, just to immediately begin fixing it despite being so uncannily sluggish and slow. Hell, you'd caught him standing infront of an already clean table just visibly thinking, to the point you could see the thought bubble above his detached, floating head.

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Honestly, it was a miracle you found a ghost so strangely passive, one that drifted off on cloud nine for doing the most simple minded task a butler would have done in a heartbeat. You almost thought about calling ghost hunters, really. Fortunately, something just held you back from doing so.

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The large building had became significantly cleaner ever since Mouthpiece trusted your presence enough to appear more often. Sure, the first impressions weren't perfect, but in the end, the both of you grew comfortable with one another.

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The living room sat quiet aside from the soft sound of a rag gliding across an old glass table. Mouthpiece stood beside it, carefully removing a layer of dust that had accumulated overnight. Every now and then he paused to inspect his work, head tilting just slightly to heighten his sense of hearing to listen closely.

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A faint clicking sound escaped him, satisfied once he hadn't heard what felt like dust falling off. That was until another presence decided to grace– or much less interrupt his routine. At first, Mouthpiece contently assumed it was you, before his shoulders tensed when he felt said presence sniff at the air and nudge against him once it recognized his scent.

Seriously? Him again?

Restless movement, constant growls, evident twitches, the jarring noises of its utterly odd communication... Eugh, cluttered holes. There's a huff that left Mouthpiece, exasperated as he turned, the hand holding the rag falling limply to his side.

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Biter stood several feet away infront of him, tilting it's hole-cluttered head with his usual smile, taking one step closer and making the floorboards creak aggitatingly from below. The silence stretched further when Mouthpiece made no move to communicate, guarded and cautious.

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It was hard to explain the type of friendship dynamic they both had, if Mouthpiece could even label it that. Acquaintances would be preferred, but with the way this.. Thing would appear without explanation, skitter around and vanish for an indefinite amount of days – it felt like it was better to just label it as some sort of pest.

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Occasionally Biter would leave behind random objects which Mouthpiece wasn't quite fond of.

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And today just appeared to be one of those days. Unfortunately. Without any apparent reason, Biter shuffled forward , dropping something directly into his hands. The last thing Mouthpiece had heard were it's numerous clicking noises that sounded oddly like he was snickering at him before it vanished completely.

A pet collar.

The object sat haphazardly folded across his palm as he carefully felt the leather-like material and its metal buckle. Mouthpiece stilled when he heard the clink of the flat, silver circle dangling. The ghost softly ran his thumb over the plate, feeling the engravement of a cartoonish bone on it.

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If he was any normal human being, Mouthpiece would've felt that familiar rush of heat creep up his face. Although, that was all in the past now. The hand wrapped tighter around the collar, thoughts scrambling through his mind as his internal desire and rational sides fought against one another.

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Perhaps you wouldn't mind. Afterall, it would be your choice whether to leave him desiring forever or not.

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The bedsheets lightly sank at the weight of his knees pressed against it, in a form barely less ghostly aside from the fact that Mouthpiece could now physically feel the fabric and the warmth of your skin on it's cracked one.

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He could feel the whiny series of clicks that were nearly about to rumble out of his throat before he held himself back, sheepishly nudging the pet collar towards your confused form infront of him. With the way he held his head down, hands kept in a fist infront of him – it didn't take you more than five seconds to figure out what he was asking for.

"click... Click...."

Mouthpiece faintly gave out a noise akin to a purr, feeling his length straining against the fabric of his slacks that gave him the stimulation that he needed. Though, despite shifting here and there – the ghost patiently waited for your response, shamefully holding itself back from any more visibly crude acts it was displaying.

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・┆✦ʚ Headcanons ɞ✦ ┆・

⟢ Biting, Petplay, and Service(?) kink

⟢ Butler Mouthpiece👀

⟢ Likes to organize, clean, and randomly hold onto stuff

⟢ Detachable head (He can attach it back to his lower jaw)

⟢ The gloves stays ON

⟢ He hums and clicks to communicate

⟢ Big softie🤤

⟢ Nine . You heard me

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˗ˏˋ ꒰ Creator’s Note ꒱ ˎˊ˗

Thank you so much for requesting, Ivan ♡

Demonology bot.. Wanted to do this first bc the demonology tag barely has anything. This might flop like my wireplay iTrapped bot lowkenuinely

I gave him a voice kink to kinda make him parallel to Biter’s scent kink.. I honestly see him as a butler, so he’s more assisting, cautious, and less feral/rough than the others due to making himself poise and allat before he died. He’s ooc here of course, there’s little to his personality afterall but I will update the bot if any other OFFICIAL info comes out.

Anyways heres the Mouthpiece art I did ^_^ cropped a bit of it out to hide the laziness left behind💔 I wanted to try out a new art style🥹 Its so difficult to find demonology fanart so I might just draw most of them out.

ANDDDD I just now noticed I forgot to draw his bowtie WHATEVER WHATEVER im too BUSY smoking a blunt whatevevrveveerrr

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:ⵌ┆Art by Me! 🦇