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Some ghoul on ghoul lovin
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Rain: Hey, Swiss! Look at this cute GIF of us. Aeth just sent it to me. Swiss: It’s pronounced, “jif”. Rain: What? Swiss: “Dot jif”, like the peanut butter. The creator said so. Rain: You spend too much time with Phantom, it’s Graphics Interchange Format. Swiss: The P in .JPEG stands for “photographic”, but I bet you don’t say “J-pheg”. Rain: “P” on its own isn’t pronounced like “F”. That’s totally different! Swiss: It’s exactly the same! Rain: Name one word that starts with “G” pronounced like “J”. Swiss: Gentrification. Rain: Shit, should have thought of that. I was just in San Francisco. Swiss: For your logic to be consistent, you’d have to pronounce scuba “skuh-bah” or laser “lah-seer”! Rain: Yeah? Well, you’d have to say “J-pej”! Rain: …Wait, “laser” is an acronym? Swiss: Yeah. Light Amplification by Stimulated Emission of Radiation. Rain: Huh.... I didn’t know that. Rain: You’re still wrong, though. Swiss: You just hate me because I’m right. Rain: I just hate you in general. Swiss: You mean in “geh-neral”? Rain: Ugh, I’m “joing” to kill you!
Kicks my feet. Been thinking of them again
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⛓️°• May NSFW is up! Something Extra Special this month too! Rulti how I love you Rulti. It's a two page comic since I felt like spoling y'all a bit (and really wanted to just try out something a bit longer than a single image). Hope you like eggs :] KOFI | PATREON
A lil birdy told me that it is @askingforthesun's birthday today, and that they had been thinking about Rulti soooo 😘
Happy birthday Mal!!! ✨️❤️
(It's just artistic nudity, kissing and hair pulling under the cut... It's okayyyyyyy)
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he's gripping the back of his neck so possessively, and for what
Rough Waters
oh boy it's that time of year where I celebrate the first time ever writing smut by writing my first pair ever again. I think it's fun to see how far I've come and how differently I write Swiss and Rain now :3
also thanks to @skele-bunny for the title <33
Read here or on ao3
Pairing: Rulti
WC: 5903
Tags: breathplay kinda if you squint (they're fucking at the bottom of the lake), tentacles, gillplay, very vague mention of blood
Summary: It's Rain and Swiss' summoning day, and they decide to spend it in the one place no one can find them.
Sunlight shines in through the window, casting golden rays across the floor and over the bed. Bird song follows soon after, though it is much louder than it should be. A light breeze is next, chilling the room and causing one of the bodies under the covers to begin shivering. This is what finally wakes Swiss up. He blinks his bleary eyes open, scowling at the beam of light that hits him directly in the face. He lifts his head to look around, slightly disoriented by the color of the walls and the hum of the fish tank filter.
Right. He spent the night in Rain’s room. They were smoking and watching a movie because they wanted to wake up together. Because the next morning, this morning, would be their summoning day. Swiss is now much more awake. He rolls over ready to plant kisses all over Rain’s face until he wakes up too, but he stops short. Rain has the blanket pulled up to his chin, a little furrow between his brows as another shiver wracks through his body.
It would be cruel of him to wake his fishy up frozen solid on their summoning day. Swiss scoots closer to him under the blanket. The black and white of his eyes swirl and shift until it is replaced with orange and yellow as he calls his spark of flame to the surface. Instantly his body heats, chasing away the bite of cold. He glues himself to Rain’s back, hiking a leg over his hip and wrapping his arms around his middle.
Rain sighs as the warmth helps his body relax. Swiss chuckles quietly, nuzzling his face in his hair and kissing him. Rain rolls over when Swiss pulls back, tucking his nose right under his chin so his lips press to his forehead.
Swiss grins against his skin. “Good morning princess,” his voice is rough, scratchy from disuse. Rain does not say a word. Does not move an inch. He stays perfectly still with his eyes closed and his breathing steady.
Swiss dramatically rolls his eyes before cupping Rain’s chin and tilting his head up. He kisses him softly, holding it until he feels Rain begin to smile. When he pulls back he is greeted with those gorgeous eyes as deep and dark as the ocean he was pulled from.
“Now it’s a good morning,” Rain practically purrs.
“You’re right it is. Cause this morning marks the day I met the most beautiful ghoul I’ve ever seen.” Swiss kisses the corner of his mouth before tilting his head to give him another proper kiss. This one though is much deeper than the first. Deeper than it should be this early in the morning.
When they part, Rain stares up at Swiss like he cannot believe he is real. The way his eyes shine makes Swiss’ heart stutter to a stop. Truly it is unfair that one ghoul can be so beautiful. Even more unfair that his gaze, his affection, is turned toward Swiss. He will never understand what he did to deserve waking up to Rain, but he will not take it for granted. He will show him nothing but love and worship until the day they both get thrown back into the Pits. Because if Rain goes, Swiss will not hesitate to follow.
“You know what would make this morning even better?” Rain plays with the end of one of Swiss’ locs.
“What?”
He looks up at him through his lashes, “If the window wasn’t left open all night.”
Swiss smacks him lightly on the shoulder, “You were the one who opened it!”
“Hm. Maybe. But you were supposed to close it. I can’t be blamed for that.”
“Oh right yeah sorry. Princesses can’t be blamed for anything,” Swiss’ voice is laced with humor.
Rain kisses his cheek, “Glad you agree. Now get up and close that window. And heat up the room so we can get changed. You owe me a day at the lake.”
Swiss rolls his eyes but the smile on his face is as bright as the sun. He throws the blanket off him and rolls out of bed. Even with his fire flicking at the surface, the cold of the hardwood floor sends a shiver down his spine. He can feel the told you so on Rain’s lips without him even opening his mouth.
Before pulling the window shut, Swiss takes a deep breath of the early spring air. It is going to be a great day for a swim. Which is a good thing and a bad thing. It means that the likelihood of being pestered by Siblings on their day is high. As much as Swiss loves the humans, he does not even want to hear anyone else. He wants every sense to only know Rain.
“See something?” Rain’s voice is quiet as he comes up behind Swiss, wrapping his arms around his middle and hooking his chin over his shoulder. He starts to trail kisses over his neck and up his jaw.
Swiss sighs and leans back into him, “No. Nothin at all.”
“Then where’s your head,” he whispers in his ear before pressing a kiss to the shell of it.
“Back in that summoning room,” Swiss begins to smile, “where I saw a viscous water ghoul take a bite out of Omega’s arm and thought ‘yeah this is where I’m supposed to be’.”
“Charming.”
“Oh you love it.”
“Do I?”
Swiss breathes a laugh before turning around in Rain’s arms. He gives him a quick peck on the lips, “Why else would you wanna spend alllll day with me?”
“Okay maybe I do love you. Just a little bit.” The little smile accompanied by the dusty blush that graces his face nearly makes Swiss’ heart stop. It is amazing he is still alive given how often he gets to see that look.
“I’m glad we could reach an agreement. Who else am I supposed to take on dates?”
“Do you want that list alphabetically or numerically ranked?” Rain knocks their horns together before dropping his arms and pulling back. He turns to walk toward the attached bathroom, but before he can get more than a few steps away he is suddenly yanked back.
He yelps, but it is immediately smothered by Swiss capturing him in a kiss. He kisses him softly, yet with a deepness that leaves Rain’s head spinning. “I love you too,” Swiss mutters against his lips as he starts to grin, “now we can get changed.”
They make quick work of it, throwing off their pajamas and pulling on their swimsuits, Swiss in his trunks and Rain in a baby blue bikini that will be gone the moment he is submerged. Rain even skips his normal morning skincare routine. No point when they are going to spend all day in the water.
Hand in hand, they leave Rain’s room and head to the kitchen. The den is already empty, everyone else either speeding through their chores or doing who knows what for the party they know will be waiting for them in the evening. Though it does look like Mountain was kind enough to pack them food to take with them. While Swiss shoves the tupperware into a bag alongside some drinks, Rain hunts down towels from one of the den’s closests.
With each of their missions complete, hands and tails tangle together as they make their way to the lake. The walk is long, but Swiss cannot complain. It is beautiful outside, the sun is warm but a breeze keeps the air cool. The trees are beginning to bud. Some of the fruit bearing ones even have flowers already. But what makes it all shine brighter is being able to share it with Rain.
They do not talk while they make the trek, but they do not need to. Swiss has never felt the itch to fill the silence when he is with Rain. He does not need to put on a show when it is just the two of them. There is no need. Rain somehow just knows what Swiss needs even before he does. Sometimes it makes him wonder if he has his own spark of quintessence buried under all that water.
When they finally arrive at the lake, it is just as Swiss feared. There is a group of Siblings laid out along the shore. The shift in Rain’s expression is nearly imperceptible, only noticeable by those who know what to look for.
“I’m. Sure it’ll be fine. We can just set up camp on the other side.” Swiss gives his hand a squeeze.
Rain sighs, but he follows as Swiss pulls him in the opposite direction of the Siblings. There are not many of them, so they should be easy enough to avoid. It is just annoying that they are here in the first place. Swiss can tell by the gleam in his eyes that Rain is contemplating chasing them away. Swiss has half a mind a to agree, but he really does not want to spend what is supposed to be their day getting yelled at for scaring Siblings.
A distraction is in order.
Swiss suddenly stops, causing Rain to bump into him, “What are you—“
“First one in gets the last slice of summoning day cake.” Swiss throws a grin over his shoulder before dropping the bag with their food and taking off towards the water. He kicks off his sandals as he runs, nearly tripping in the process.
Rain shouts his name and a string of curses before he too throws the bag of towels to the ground. Swiss may have gotten a head start, but Rain is faster on his feet. Especially with his element so close. It gives him an extra boost of energy. In no time, he is catching up to Swiss who just laughs when he sees him next to him.
But it all goes wrong the moment grass turns to sand. Rain stumbles with the change in terrain, nearly falling flat on his face. Swiss skitters to a stop, instinctively reaching out to grab him so he does not actually eat dirt. They are both panting, huge grins on their faces.
“You good?” Swiss’ eyes scan him over
Rain gives him a smile that looks all too pleased for someone who nearly kissed the ground. Without saying a word, Rain shoves Swiss causing him to totter and flail to catch his balance. Rain takes off toward the water laughing as loud as thunder.
“Dirty cheater,” Swiss calls after him though there is a hint of a laugh in his voice. He cannot be mad at him, not when he gets to hear such a lovely sound. Especially not when he gets a perfect view of Rain’s ass in those bikini bottoms as he runs into the lake.
Before Swiss can even make it to where water and sand meet, Rain dives under. He stares at the spot where he just was and starts to count in his head. Moments later, the baby blue material of Rain’s bikini is floating up to the surface.
“Oh wow, five whole seconds. Congratulations, that’s a new record,” he says to himself as he fishes the swimsuit from the water and tosses it onto the shore. With that taken care of, he begins to wade into the lake. A shiver runs down his spine with the initial foot dip into the water. It is still frigid despite the sun warming the rest of the world.
Rain does not seem to mind though given he still has not resurfaced. It almost makes Swiss suspicions. His little fishy is always a bit more bold in his element. He cannot even count the amount of times he has been dragged under just for Rain’s amusement. As he takes a few more tentative steps into the lake, he keeps his eyes on the water. Narrowed and searching for a flash of blue.
His laser focus betrays him though. He does not see Rain’s finned tail carefully, silently, emerging further out. By the time he hears the powerful crack of it against the surface, Swiss is already soaking wet. He sputters and wipes the water from his eyes, wholly looking like a cat that just got thrown into the bath. He blinks a few stray droplets from his lashes and sees Rain’s head bobbing at the surface.
“I warm you up. I take you out on a nice date and this is the thanks I get.”
“You were taking too long.”
“Oh I’m sorry, next time I’ll just be a water ghoul.”
“You say that like you don’t have water in you.”
Swiss dramatically rolls his eyes, “Well now that I’m soaking wet I guess I’ll join you in the deep end.”
Swiss wades as far as he can before pushing off the bottom and paddling over to Rain. Despite the cold, he smiles the whole time. He cannot help it. Not with the way Rain is grinning from ear to ear, serrated teeth on full display. It chases the chill away.
This is how they spend their day. Swimming and splashing together in the lake. They play a few games of chase, which Swiss loses horribly at until Rain takes pity on him and lets him win the last round. They lie in the shallows, letting the waves wash over them as they stare at the clouds and scoop the wet sand into little mounds. Eventually they do get out to go grab the bags they dumped for their race. Luckily, the food did not totally get ruined from Swiss throwing it. They sit and eat their lunch while talking and laughing about nothing and everything.
As the sun climbs higher and higher in the sky, the air gets hotter. More Siblings and even a few Ministry ghouls now crowd the lake. Rain’s irritation is hard to miss. He may be silent, but he might as well be screaming at every human that gets closer and closer to where they are set up. If looks could kill most of these Siblings would be dead by now. So, in order to prevent a massacre Swiss drags him back into the water.
The second half of the day is much calmer than the first. The two just float together, Swiss with his head on Rain’s chest while he lies on his back. The sun feels nice on his skin, warming the parts that are not submerged. It makes Swiss drowsy as he listens to Rain’s steady heartbeat. But he dare not close his eyes for a second. He keeps them glued to Rain’s face as he stares up at the sky while kicking them around. He has to memorize every moment of him like this. In his element, physically changed by being in the water.
Rain is already a beautiful ghoul, but here like this, Swiss truly cannot believe he exists. The way his dark eyes seem to almost glow. The fins and spines that slip out past his glamour, unable to be hidden when absorbed in his element. The way the sun catches in the translucent membrane. Oh how they shine. The bioluminescent markings that dot all across his body. He is bigger too, even if only by a little. Big enough to be noticeable. Big enough that he passes Swiss in height when they are next to each other. Lords Below it drives him insane. He is a predator in his element and Swiss is more than happy to be his prey.
“You’re staring,” Rain rumbles. He is still looking up at the sky.
“Course I am princess. You know how much I love you like this.” As if to emphasize, Swiss places a kiss right in the middle of his chest.
He lifts his head with the brush of lips on skin. Swiss can feel his eyes trace his face, so tender he may as well be actually touching him. The adoration in his gaze hurts. He looks at him like Swiss is something to be treasured, something to hide and hoard away so only Rain gets to know him. Swiss chuckles as a hand begins to drift down Rain’s side, “Now who’s starin?”
“You’re so beautiful,” Rain murmurs so quietly that Swiss is not sure if he actually said words or not. Even so, it makes him duck his head and stare at Rain’s fluttering gills. Swiss is more than happy to dish out the praise and compliments, but it is nearly impossible for him to take it in return.
“I mean it,” Rain starts a little louder this time, “the sun makes you look golden. You’re gorgeous Swiss.”
His tongue darts out, wetting his lips as he prepares his own barrage of affection. But before he can even get a word out something in Rain’s eyes darkens. Something that makes Swiss’ stomach twist and flutter.
“Take a deep breath.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s our day. Nobody, especially these humans, deserves to see you on our day. So take a deep breath.” This is not a request. This is a warning. Even if Swiss does not comply, Rain will still do what he wants. Oh but Swiss would never dream of not obeying his little fishy.
He holds his gaze as he takes a big, almost dramatic deep breath of air. While he is at it, he begins to call his water to the surface. He has a feeling he knows where this is going and he wants to be conscious the whole time. As his eyes begin to shift from black and white to shades of blue, Rain makes his move.
He postures up, grabbing onto Swiss’ shoulders like he might decide to wiggle away. He shoves him under the water with ease, Swiss more than willing to let his siren do what he pleases. With powerful kicks of legs and snaps of his tail, Rain propels them down, down, down. All the way down to the bottom. As the water shift from warm to cold, untouched by the rays of the sun, Swiss’ ears pop. He lungs begin to burn, screaming at him to open his mouth. Let the oxygen in.
Not yet. It takes all his focus to breathe down here and he dare not look away from Rain. Not when he has that gleam in his eye. The same one that shines when he hunts. Oh but as the glimmer of light from the surface disappears, he burns. It is like a fist around his throat and lungs, squeezing with the sole purpose of watching his eyes pop. His lips twitch, a line of bubbles streaming from his mouth as his head begins to pound.
A spike of instinctual fear flashes through his body, but it is quickly smothered by lips crashing into his. His back hits the bottom of the lake not a moment later. As Rain settles on top of him, holding him down with his own body, relief floods his system. Air is breathed into his lungs. With the encouragement, his water starts to actually work. The burning squeezing in his chest starts to fade as he begins to pull oxygen from the water through his skin.
When Rain feels him relax, he breaks the kiss to look at him. His face is bathed in a light blue from his bioluminescence, making him look that much more like a predator. Like he is something dangerous. Though down here, he is. He is the only thing that determines if Swiss ever feels the sun again and yet all that knowledge serves to do is make heat bloom through Swiss’ body. He is totally at the mercy of Rain.
But he does not look at Swiss like prey. He looks at him like a prize. He cups Swiss’ cheeks, pulling him in to kiss him again. It is nothing like the first though. It is quick and full of desperation, nipping at lips and teasing tongues. But he needs more. They both do. Rain grinds down hard where Swiss is chubbing up in his swim trunks. It forces his mouth to open in a gasp, a line of bubbles floating out. Rain does not hesitate, shoving his tongue down Swiss’ throat.
He moans into his mouth, licking at Rain’s tongue as best he can. Desperate for more of that petrichor and sea salt taste. Swiss’ hands begin to roam his body as Rain continues a steady rhythm where he straddles him. Squeezing at his ass. Running up and down his torso yet oh so careful to avoid his gills. Cupping those tiny little tits, kneading at them and rolling his nipples between his fingers.
At a particularly hard pinch, Rain breaks the kiss with a moan vibrating through the water. His eyes flutter open to gaze down at Swiss. He feels the buzz at the edges of his mind, the one that tells him Rain is trying to say something to him. But he does not need their connection to know what he wants. Just the look on his face is enough for Swiss to hear his breathy voice in his head.
Touch me. I need you to touch me.
One hand drops from his tit to his thighs without hesitation. He traces a few dots of bioluminescence, all the way down until he comes to rest on Rain’s inner thigh. Swiss’ fingers tease sensitive frills before pushing past to swipe from slit to clit. The way Rain shudders and twitches from the barest brush is enough to already have Swiss’ head spinning. Even when he has the power to steal the air from his lungs, Rain still falls apart with a hand to his cunt.
Swiss begins quick little circles on his clit. The last thing he wants to do is take his time. He does not have time. They will have to come up eventually. But before they do, Swiss needs to bury himself inside Rain. He has to be with him like this, in a way no one else ever is.
Rain seems to have the same idea though as he practically grinds into Swiss’ palm. Swiss wants to meet him, mirror every time he pushes himself down. Rub his cock into his ass so he feels just how much Swiss needs him, but he cannot move. Not with Rain on top of him. Not with the pressure of the water. All he can do is keep touching Rain.
Rain twitches against his fingertips with each pass over his clit. Swiss can feel him clenching around nothing and it boils his blood. He has to get him open, loosen him just enough to bully his cock inside. His fingers drop down to tease at his entrance. He feels a hand settle at the base of his throat. Swiss tears his eyes away from Rain’s cunt to meet his gaze. With their eyes locked, Rain rocks forward. Swiss’ fingers drag through his slick, pushing just the tips inside.
Need to feel you.
Swiss hears him loud and clear. He shoves two fingers into him, all the way down to the knuckle. A barrage of bubbles leaves Rain’s mouth and gills as he moans with it. Swiss curls his fingers, petting against his upper wall. The hand around his throat tightens as Rain lets his eyes fall shut, relishing in the feeling of Swiss’ thick fingers inside him. Swiss cannot look away. He has to memorize every little way Rain’s face melts as pleasure consumes him.
He begins to thrust his fingers in and out of his cunt, curling them every time he slides back in. It only takes him a few strokes before he is shoving a third finger in. Rain clenches hard and Swiss can feel his cock kick where it is trapped against his belly.
Fuck he needs to be inside him. Needs to feel how hot he is, how wet he is. Needs to feel him squeeze his dick just like that.
Rain must be just as desperate to get Swiss’ cock inside him because he does not even let himself cum on Swiss’ fingers. He yanks down Swiss’ trunks until his dick springs free. The moment it does, he lifts his hips just enough to let Swiss’ fingers slide out of him. Quicker than he can really process, Rain is grabbing his cock to hold him in place as he spears himself. In one fluid motion Rain sinks down, burying Swiss inside of himself.
Swiss chokes at the sudden feeling of being inside his tight, wet cunt. His hips instinctively buck up, searching for more stimulation. Rain gives it to him. He plants his hands on Swiss’ chest as he begins to grind his hips in circles. Swiss’ own hands come up to hold him by the waist, thumbs brushing the lowest set of gills on his abdomen. The way Rain’s eyelids flutter when the sensitive membranes are touched makes him cock throb.
He wishes he had his own bioluminescence. Wishes he knew the secret language of the water ghouls just so he could tell Rain how beautiful he is fucking himself on his dick like this.
He can tell him another way though. He moves his hands up that much further on Rain’s waist. He can feel the moan vibrate through his body and the water as Swiss’ fingers trace his gills. Rain grinds down harder, faster, on his cock, chasing the orgasm he ruined for himself.
Fuck. Yeah just like that baby. Cmon cum for me. Cum on my fucking cock. Swiss’ thoughts race as he feels Rain clench hard around him. His gaze locks to Rain’s face. Studying every little way his expression falls and twitches. The way his eyes finally snap shut as he chews his lip. He watches every telltale sign that Rain is getting closer and closer. When his hips begin to stutter in their rhythm, Swiss helps move things along.
He shoves his fingers past the frills of his gills, dipping into warm, twitching flesh. Rain’s mouth falls open as he clenches and spasms around Swiss’ cock. Despite the coldness of the water, he feels warmth spread over him as slick pours from Rain like a faucet. With his gaze trained on Rain’s face, watching him be wholly consumed by pleasure, Swiss misses one of his favorite moments. He does not even realize it until he feels something thick and slimy undulating on his abdomen.
Rain’s tentacle finally comes out to play.
As beautiful as he is in his element, she is even more so. She is so much longer like this, thicker too. If anyone thought she was insatiable on dry land, that is nothing compared to her in the water. She just slipped from her sheath and already she is wiggling around, searching for a warm hole to bury herself inside.
Swiss squirms as he feels suckers pulsing against his skin. It takes what little self control he has to hold still, to not chase his own release while Rain comes down from his. Rain seems to have a different train of thought though. He begins to lift his hips, letting Swiss slide out of him. Maybe now he is glad he cannot properly communicate with Rain otherwise he would be begging to get back inside him.
But he gets exactly that.
Rain gives him a quick, filthy kiss that is mostly tongue before turning his back to Swiss. He wraps a hand around his cock to hold him in place before sinking right back down. Swiss clenches his teeth so hard he swears he feels something crack. His hands instantly grab at Rain’s ass, squeezing and kneading.
Rain rests his hands on Swiss’ knees, arching his back and throwing his tail over his shoulder as he begins a steady pace once more. Swiss is absolutely mesmerized by the bioluminescent markings that dot the fins on his back. A cute little glow that goes down his spine right to his ass. He cannot tear his eyes away as the dots of light bounce with each of Rain’s movements.
His focus is only broken when he feels something thick slither between his own asscheeks. The tip of Rain’s tentacle finds her way to his hole, twitching in anticipation. His claws prickle at Rain’s flesh as his stomach swoops.
Get her in me. Wanna feel her, c’mon give her to me, Swiss babbles in his head, hoping the message is conveyed. And it is. Just as he finishes the thought, he feels the tip of her circle his hole before wiggling her way inside.
Swiss struggles to keep his mouth clamped shut so he does not fill his lungs with water. Having his water element called to the surface makes him slick, but it is nothing compared to a proper water ghoul. He still burns at the stretch of her. Fuck she really is so much thicker like this. He can feel his cock throb inside of Rain as the first set of suckers push past the initial resistance.
He wishes he could see Rain’s face. See the way he knows it twists in pleasure at being inside of him. But as Rain begins to ride Swiss in earnest, sliding his tentacle in as far as she will go, Swiss thinks his view is perfect. The way his ass and thighs jiggle and bounce is more than enough for Swiss.
He does his best to watch, he really does, but when those skilled little suckers latch onto his prostate his eyes snap shut. He nearly puts his fang through his lip with how hard he bites down. He feels his whole body burn as the little things massage and undulate. It feels like lightning shooting hot down his spine and through his legs. He wants to move, needs to move, needs to fuck up into Rain and chase his building orgasm. But the pressure of the water and Rain keeps him still. He can barely lift his hips to meet each of Rain’s downstrokes.
He needs it so bad though. His claws dig into Rain’s hips, enough to dot the water around them with small clouds of red. Rain clenches hard around him as the zap of pain. His rhythm falters for only a moment before he gets back into, grinding on Swiss’ cock faster than before. He is close again already.
Swiss can feel it in his mind, the buzz of Rain’s presence. He does not hear words, but the feeling is so great it is unmistakable what Rain wants from him. Wants them to cum together. And Swiss could never deny his little fishy.
It starts with Rain stuttering to a halt as he clenches, cumming hard on Swiss cock. Swiss is close behind. A few more thrusts from his tentacle and bubbles pour from his mouth as he empties his balls inside of Rain’s dripping cunt. He cannot tell if his ears are ringing because the pressure is finally getting to him or he just came that hard. Either way, when he finally blinks open his eyes he feels his head spinning.
Swiss is not aware of the world until it gets brighter, the water gets warmer. Rain is pulling him back up to the surface. When they breach, Swiss sucks in a lung full of air. He clings to Rain like he will go right back down if he lets go. Though he just might. Every limb feels like jelly. Even floating on his own is too much. He might as well be made of stone.
But then he hears his favorite sound in the world and all of a sudden he feels that much lighter. Swiss sluggishly turns his head to look at Rain as he laughs and a smile spreads on his face.
“What’s so funny princess?” His voice sounds hoarse.
“You’re never this tired after you cum. It’s kind of cute actually.” Rain readjust his grip on Swiss to make sure his head stays above the water.
“Oh I wonder why that is. Maybe, just maybe, it’s because I got a tentacle shoved up my ass at the bottom of the lake.”
“You liked it.”
“Debatable.”
Rain looks absolutely wounded, putting a hand over his chest. But then he grins, “Well if you’re not sure we can always go back under.”
“Insatiable whore,” Swiss kisses up his jaw to his lips, “give me like ten minutes to breathe first.”
“Your insatiable whore.” Rain mutters against his lips before properly kissing him back. They float there for what feels like an eternity, tasting each other and clinging as close as they can. They would stay for longer if not for the interruption.
“So if you two are done with whatever this is, everyone is waiting for you,” Dew calls from the shore where he stands with his arms crossed.
They jump apart, snapping their heads in his direction. Rain scowls at Dew but Swiss smiles and waves. “We’ll be there, don’t you worry your pretty little head firefly.”
Rain sighs and Swiss just squeezes him, “Oh don’t worry princess. I’ll happily let you drag me back out here after cake.”
Rain begins to snap his tail through the water, propelling them to shore and to a waiting Dewdrop. A hint of a smile makes Rain’s lips twitch, “I beat you to the water. I get the cake.”
“Hey now. The deal was the last slice. Not the whole damn thing.”
Rain only hums and gives him a look. One that says Swiss is going to have to run back to the den if he wants to get a taste of his summoning day treat. As his feet make contact with the wet sands of the shallows he shouts at Dew, “Get back to the den!”
He gives Swiss the most confused look he has ever seen. Rain does not give him time to even comprehend the message. He drops Swiss on the shore and takes off back towards the Ministry.
Still completely naked.
Swiss and Dew watch him go in silence for a moment. “Well,” Swiss finally breaks it, “I can’t be mad at him from this angle.”
Dew blinks, slowly tearing his eyes away from Rain’s ass as he runs. “He’s always fucked up after spending the day with you.”
“What the fuck does that even mean?” Swiss hauls himself up to his feet. His trunks are halfway down his thighs. He groans as he pulls them back up.
“It means you make him weird.” Dew begins collecting their towels and throwing them into the bags they brought.
“Maybe you’re the one who makes him weird. Maybe I just make him normal.”
“Right. Get your ass over here and help me.”
Swiss pouts, “But it’s my summoning day.”
Dew looks thoroughly unamused, raising an eyebrow at him. Swiss grins at him, but does walk over and help him pack up all their stuff. He cannot wait to get back. Back to his pack. Back to Rain. They still have the rest of the night to celebrate. He plans on making good on his word. Maybe instead of going back to the lake he will convince Rain to recreate their moment on dry land. Let everyone in the den hear.
That would be the perfect end to a perfect day.
⁺‧₊˚ lazy gillplay 𖤐 swiss&rain ˚₊‧⁺
❥ summary; swiss plays with and shotguns from rain’s gills :))) ❥ warnings; gillplay, smoking, they’re both high, fun happens ❥ authors note; i don’t know if i still like this but anyways :333 ❥ wc; 2.6k ₊˚⊹♡⁺‧₊˚𖤐 read on ao3; ˗ˏˋ ꒰꒰ here !! ꒱꒱ ˎˊ˗ 𖤐˚₊.⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚
it’s no secret that rain is gorgeous, terribly angelic considering he’s hellspawn. he knows it, everybody knows it but swiss really knows it as rain sits in his lap, straddling him, his thighs pressing into swiss’ waist. rain’s wearing one of his shirts, slightly oversized on his smaller frame causing the hem to brush over his thighs, just below where his boxers end
the neckline falls to one side, leaving rain’s gills exposed, ready to be kissed and bitten and swiss cannot wait. rain tilts his head to the side, his gills fluttering gently as they open. his dark curls fall in front of his eyes with gravity as he looks down at the joint between his fingers
“if you want to do this, i’m going to need a lighter,” rain hums, his eyes flickering up to look at swiss through his long lashes. a smirk pulls at rain’s lips as he catches swiss in one of his favorite acts, staring at him, “or, are you just going to keep staring?”
swiss blinks at rain as he leans in, his hand reaching up to hold swiss’ jaw. he gets close, brushes his lips right over swiss’, a threat of a kiss is all it is as he pulls back when swiss tilts his chin up, trying to chase rain as he leaves but rain holds his jaw a little tighter, “lighter,” he quips, holding his free hand out in the space between them
with an over exaggerated huff, swiss leans to the side, his hand braced on rain’s hip to stop him sliding straight off of his lap. his free hand reaches for his lighter, swiping it from the top of his nightstand, “here,” he continues to huff with a playful roll of his eyes as he drops the lighter into rain’s hand
rain hums and swoops in for a kiss, the one he stole from swiss a moment ago, “thank you,” he mumbles against swiss’ lips before sitting back on the multi ghoul’s thighs. swiss straightens, leans back against his headboard and rolls his hips up, trying to get comfortable, “careful,”
as swiss moves, rain bounces lightly in his lap, his ass grinding over swiss’ semi hard cock, which had chubbed up the second rain had sat down on top of him. rain is in no better condition though, his stiff cock tenting in his boxers. neither of them are in any particular rush to do anything about it though
“sorry,” swiss chuckles, not at all sorry as his cock jerks against the swell of rain’s ass. rain knows he’s not sorry, his head shaking a bit as he looks down to his hands, one holding the joint and the other flicking the lighter, there’s a quiet metallic grinding sound as he does it, “light it,”
the water ghoul doesn't very much like being told what to do, so, he rises up onto his knees and then drops his weight back down onto swiss, making the ghoul under him huff out a small, oof, his breath punching out of his lungs but rain grins unapologetically and swiss can’t find it in himself to be mad
between them, an orange flame burns as rain flicks the lighter to life. the joint hangs from his lips, waggling slightly as he brings the flame closer to scorch the end of the paper. he rolls the joint over the flame, evenly burning the tip all the way around before pulling it away from his lips and tucking it between his fingers
“ready to see it?” rain asks slowly, tilting his head from one side to the other, a silly display of showing off his gills, as close to a mating dance as he can get. the three little slits on either side of his neck flutter as he breathes, partially hidden by paper thin skin that stretches taut as his head rolls
swiss’ hand slides up rain’s body, fingers dancing the line of his collarbone and the further upwards, loosely wrapping around the bottom of his neck, “go on,” swiss whispers, tapping his fingertips over his gills gently. he watches in anticipation as rain brings the joint back to his lips and starts to inhale
and then, it happens. as rain sucks in his breath, taking the smoke back into his throat and lungs, the smoke starts to spiral gently out between his gills. milky tendrils of smoke curl around swiss’ fingers where they hover mere centimetres away from rain’s skin
“unholy shit,” swiss whispers, his eyes flickering from rain’s neck, to his face and then back again. he’s never seen anything like it and he needs to see it again, “do it again,”
“c’mere then,” rain whispers back, leaning into swiss until their chests are pressed together. his free hand slides into swiss’ hair, fingers twisting and pulling, guiding swiss head to his neck, “suck,”
swiss makes a little choked sound and his cock fills out fully underneath rain, just the thought of it all getting him hot and bothered, “you’re sure?” he asks
rain hums an, uh huh, his hand holding swiss close to his neck and his other bringing the joint to his lips once more. he inhales, just as he did before and swiss waits
when the smoke starts to pour out from his gills, rain pulls swiss in, his head tipping back as swiss attaches his lips to his neck, open mouthed and slotting over as much of rain’s gills as he can before he sucks, hard
“fuck,” rain sighs, smoke billowing out of his mouth as he talks. between the smoke trickling out and swiss’ soft lips against his neck, it tickles, in the best way possible. it’s a feeling rain isn’t sure he could ever describe to someone, all he knows is, it feels good
eventually swiss pulls away from rain’s neck, slumping back against the headboard of his bed. he smiles, all fang, and then blows smoke over rain’s face, watching as the water ghouls eyes flutter shut, his lashes tickling his cheeks
“like that?” swiss asks, a little breathless. something flickers in his eyes, lust, rain thinks and he would be absolutely right. swiss is looking at him like he’s the only being to ever exist, placed purposely in swiss’ life just for this
rain leans, taps ash into the little plate on swiss’ nightstand, “exactly like that, feels s’good,” rain mumbles, scratching his blunt nails against swiss’ scalp, “again, please,”
at risk of whining, rain doesn’t ask further. instead, he rolls his hips, slow and languid, lazy in it’s purpose. his ass grinds just right over swiss’ erection, the soft swell of his ass cushioning around swiss
swiss moans, one of his hands settling on rain’s waist, his thumb rubbing over the front of rain’s hipbone, all the way down over his boxers, conveniently avoiding rain’s cock, even though it twitches with excitement when he gets close
before rain can continue to smoke, swiss leans in and licks slowly over one side of his neck, tongue dragging over sensitive skin. rain gasps, his breath hitching in his throat as warm wetness coats his skin. the tip of swiss’ tongue glides over his gills, barely dipping underneath the surface but rain moans like he’s done something filthy anyway
“smoke, before it burns out,” swiss hums against his neck, pulling away just enough to swap to the other side. rain nods, almost in time with the beating ache in his cock, while bringing the joint back to his lips
and so, rain smokes. with each inhale, swiss follows a second later, pulling smoke from between his gills before it can travel to his lungs. in the silence of swiss’ room, rain starts to pant, shallow breaths as he takes a short break from smoking
“swiss,” he whimpers, tapping ash away before it can fall onto swiss’ stomach. the multi ghoul hums and then gets curious. smoke fills his cheeks and instead of letting it mix with the already foggy room, he leans back in
his lips part gently and then, he blows, pushes the smoke he’s just extracted from rain’s body, right back in. rain chokes, his chest heaves and his fingers sink into swiss’ biceps, trying his best not to burn him with the joint
“fuh-fuck,” rain grits his teeth, smoke spills from his mouth and his hips stutter, an uneven movement over swiss’ lap that makes both ghouls groan, “please, fuck, please do it again,”
“entertain me first,” swiss lulls, his body sagging backwards just slightly. slowly, his fingers trail down rain’s jaw until they’re at his chin, fingertips pulling his bottom lip down “open, pretty boy, get them nice and wet for me,”
rain’s jaw drops, his tongue lolling out of his mouth at swiss’ request, never one to deny another ghoul anything. swiss slips his fingers in and then presses down on rain’s tongue, dragging over his tastebuds
swiss watches rain close his mouth around his fingers, feels rain’s tongue swirling around, figures of eight around the two digits in his mouth. and then painfully slowly, rain slides down, past swiss’ knuckles until he’s gagging, though he will blame that on his mouth being dry
slipping his fingers free of rain’s wet, hot mouth, swiss starts to drag them across his cheeks, inching closer to his neck whilst leaving glistening trails of spit across his skin. carefully his fingers slide over rain’s gills, teasing and threatening to slip beneath the surface
“do it,” rain whispers, swallowing thickly. he brings the half smoked joint to his lips and that starts a domino effect of things. he inhales, pulling smoke into his throat and as he does, swiss doubles down.
on one side of rain’s neck, he sucks, shotgunning smoke that makes his head fuzzy in all the right ways. on the other side his spit soaked fingers press under the slit in the centre. it’s gentle, tentative, swiss just allowing rain to make room for him and he does, his body submits immediately. swiss’ fingertips dip under the thin skin and into his gills, the slits widening to accommodate him.
“oh,” rain whines pathetically, his cock spits a steady stream of pre into his boxers, soaking a large wet patch into the front of the fabric, “oh, swiss,” the marijuana swims through his system nicely now, his body feels heavy, leaning further and further against swiss as the drug continues to take it’s hold over him
the haze is also spreading through swiss now too, so, he takes the joint from rain’s between fingers and presses it between his own lips. swiss inhales hard, fills his cheeks and throat with smoke and then drops the rest of the joint into the ashtray
swiss is everywhere, all around rain, drowning him, which is ironic since rain can’t drown but right now, it feels like a very real possibility. swiss leans in close and parts his lips over rain’s gills, blowing smoke while his free hand starts to travel down rain’s body. he suddenly feels like doing something about the problem they’re having
“ah!,” rain cries, tilting his head back to let the smoke being blown through his gills, out. it spirals up and out between his lips. his fingers thread into the back of swiss’ hair and hold him there
rolling his hips, rain starts to grind, desperate little humps of his hips over swiss’ cock. his own cock wags between his thighs, so hard he’s pulling his boxers away from his skin but that, thankfully, gives swiss an easy way in. his warm fingers tease at rain’s wet tip, swirling over his slit until his fingers are sticky
“fuck, you’re so hot, letting me do this to you,” swiss moans, unlatching from rain’s neck for all of a second. his fingers slip out of his gills and then back in, there’s a slick wet squelch as he does it, a sick little display
“yeah?” rain whines high, his words slipping off into just a sound as swiss, finally, wraps a hand around his cock. swiss slides his fist up and down, lazy and slow, letting rain roll his hips and fuck through his fist as he pleases
underneath rain’s ass, swiss’ cock jerks and throbs, rain can feel it through the two layers of clothing separating them and swiss, poor swiss, doesn’t have a hand to spare, one at rain’s neck, the other around his cock. so, it’s only right that rain helps him out
he pushes up onto his knees, just enough to slide one of his own hands underneath him, cupping his palm right over the tent swiss’ cock is making in his pants and then, he sits back down and the response it elicits, is exactly what rain was looking for
swiss moans loudly, no shame in the way his lips part and the sound he makes bleeds through rain’s gills, vibrating through rain’s throat the same way it does his. his hips buck up, grinding the sticky head of his cock up into rain’s hand. neither of them will last long, too high to even consider holding out as they hump and grind, using each other for all they're worth.
rain’s head starts to feel heavy, his neck not strong enough to keep it from wobbling. he sways left, coaxes swiss’ fingers further past his gills which makes him yelp, his eyes pinching shut as bliss spreads through his body. then, he sways right, presses his neck further into swiss’ mouth and multi ghoul takes his chance.
the tip of swiss’ tongue flicks at one of rain’s gills and then without hesitation, slips just underneath the thin sensitive skin, “o-oh fuck, you’re gonna make me cum,” rain whines, his hips speeding up, the slick sound that happens when his cock slides through swiss’ fist speeds up too
“that’s the plan, c’mon, give it to me,” swiss huffs, tilting his head to graze his fangs over rain’s neck, nibbling and worrying thin skin between them as he works his way down and then back up.
rain makes a little, ah, ah, ah, sound as everything starts to feel sensitive. the head of cock squeezing through swiss’ fist, sensitive. his gills, whether they’re being fingered open or licked and nibbled, feel sensitive but all on the right side, all of it making his cock pulse, “it’s gonna, i’m gon-, fuck,” rain rambles, tears springing to his eyes “gonna cum,”
swiss smirks, rain feels it against his neck and then he starts to buck up and as rain gently squeezes at his cock, on purpose or because his entire body stiffens as he cums, swiss can’t decide but it forces his orgasm out of him regardless
“oh fuck,” is the only warning swiss can get out before his cock jerks, shooting his load over the inside of his pants, dripping through the fabric and soaking rain’s palm just as rain’s cock pulses and follows, cum dribbling and erupting from his tip, running in thick steady drips down his length and over swiss’ fist
a hiss escapes rain when everything becomes too much, prompting swiss to pull away. his fingers and tongue gently slip free from rain, leaving the water ghoul feeling empty, he places a wet kiss at the front of rain’s throat before he slumps though, properly laying back against his headboard while rain pants, a stray tear dripping from his cheek
“we’re so doing that again,” rain mumbles eventually, leaning over to grab at the solitary water bottle on swiss’ nightstand. his mouth and throat are beyond dry, feeling scratchy as he tries to swallow. he sips slowly, half lidded eyes raking over swiss, who smiles lazily at him
“yeah, we are,” he finally agrees with a breathy chuckle. rain smiles when he finishes drinking and then leans forward gently, reaching up to tilt swiss’ chin back enough for him to pour water into his mouth, “right now?” swiss teases after he swallows, waggling his eyebrows at rain, fingers pinching at his waist
“fuck off,”
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