For the Christmas prompts, how about Swiss and fem reader with #13 :3
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You're On.
Swiss x reader
Warnings: none
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“Your room is always a tip,” I remark as I look at the bedroom, settling myself down in amongst Swiss' many blankets.
“It's not that bad!” Swiss protests, pushing a pile of DVDs to the side in his efforts to locate the remote for his TV.
I make a noncommittal sound in the back of my throat, pointedly eyeing the clothes hanging from one of the light fixtures. He catches my gaze, a smirk crossing his features and he winks at me.
“Come on, you know how that got there.”
Blushing, I stick my tongue out at him, reaching for one of the neatly decorated cookies we'd brought in with us. The sweet treat is perfectly crumbly and practically melts in my mouth as I take a bite, a content sigh escaping me at the taste. Finishing it quickly, I eagerly reach for another.
“Please remind me to thank Mountain for his cookies,” I practically groan, stuffing the second into my mouth.
The multi-ghoul makes a small sound of triumph as he finally finds his remote, waltzing over to flop onto the blankets beside me. Upon seeing me reach for another cookie, he takes the plate in hand and holds it out from his body, his usual shit-eating grin plastered across his handsome face.
“Leave some for me, greedy-guts!” He teases, laughing when I gently hit his arm.
“We both know you'll end up eating all of them by yourself anyway,” I point out, grabbing for another cookie but ending up sprawled over the ghoul's lap.
“Oh, I like this.” Swiss’ voice is laced with amusement, his free hand coming down to lightly tap my ass, “Maybe you should stay like this.”
Huffing, I push myself up and out of his lap, “Yeah, you wish.”
“Maybe later,” He muses, still smirking.
I blow a raspberry at him and settle myself back into the cocoon I'd made moments before, letting the warmth soak into me. The multi-ghoul makes a small noise in the back of his throat and places the plate down on the bedside table. Having done so, Swiss makes a point of wiggling himself in behind me, wrapping his long arms around me so his strong forearms trap me against his chest. He nuzzles his face into my neck, careful to avoid spearing me on his horns, his tail curling around my leg to pin me against his hot body. A deep purr rumbles from deep inside him, sending vibrations through me as I relax back into his grip. Eventually, he pulls one arm out so he can switch the movie on.
“OK, movie number one: The Grinch,” He announces loudly, putting on his best news reading voice.
I giggle at his antics, settling into his embrace as the movie begins to play, the familiar scenes quickly enrapturing me. We last about ten minutes before Swiss’ usual commentary starts up again, poking fun at some parts, reminding me of facts I already knew at others, his eyes fixed on the television screen for the most part. It draws a laugh out of me as he starts to mimic the words being said, getting the inflection and emphasis perfect every time.
“You've watched this way too many times,” I say playfully, craning my neck to look up at him.
“It's a good movie, what can I say?” He replies, grinning down at me.
Shaking my head, I lean up and place a soft kiss on his lips, which he eagerly returns by lifting a hand to cup my face, holding me close to him. Before he can get too into it, I pull back, smiling softly as he chases my lips, his thumb stroking a gentle line over my cheekbone.
“Don't get too distracted, Swiss,” I murmur jokingly, looking back to the television.
“Not my fault I have the prettiest girl in the world sitting in my lap,” He responds, nuzzling at my neck again to press gentle kisses there for a moment.
I roll my eyes, blushing at his words.
“You big softie,” I laugh, “Can you please pass me a cookie?”
“Why me?”
“You're closer.”
The ghoul grumbles but leans over and grabs me another cookie, hooking one for himself as he goes. As he hands mine over, he lifts his up to the light, squinting at it.
“What are they actually supposed to be?”
“They're reindeer, dumbass,” I scoff at him, lifting my hand to angle his cookie the right way round, “See? Antlers there, big red nose?”
He furrows his brow, “Not sure I really see it. Did Mountain let Dew help him with these?”
“Don't let either of them hear you say that,” I smack his arm again, “Anyway, if you don't want it, I'll eat it.”
“No! No, I'm fine.” Swiss hastens to take a bite out of his, his features lighting up at the taste.
“See, they're good! Now shush, I want to watch the movie.”
“How many movies did we say we'd watch?”
“We watch until you fall asleep.”
“Until I fall asleep?!” He exclaims, tilting his head to look at me, “I bet you won't even make it through this one.”
“I bet you won't!” I grin back at him, finishing my cookie.
“You're on.”
I shake my head, smiling as I lay back against his warm chest, revelling in the comforting feeling of his arms around me. He smooths his hands over my sides and stomach, holding me tighter against himself. Once more, a deep rumbling purr echoes from his chest as he rests his head on my shoulder, tilting it so he's leaning on my head. Content, I relax and keep my eyes trained on the television screen.
*
Dew doesn't bother knocking on Swiss’ door as he enters. He can't hear any particular noises, so he knows he's not interrupting anything - even if there were, he'd interrupt anyway.
“Hey man, have you seen my -” The fire ghoul stops in his tracks as he walks in and sees the scene before him.
Curled up together on his bed are Swiss and (Y/n), both fast asleep and snoring slightly in each other's embraces. The multi-ghoul's head is resting on her chest, purring loudly even in his slumber as his partner's hand rests amongst his dark curls. Dew looks round, noticing the television playing the end credits of The Grinch.
Quietly, he goes further in, turning off the television before snapping a picture of the couple on his phone. He sends it off to group chat with the other ghouls and ghoulettes, leaving a small comment:
They didn't even make it through The Grinch.
