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Why do I never send you prompts? Time to remedy that.

How about some good old fashioned cockwarming? Featuring needy bottom Swiss?

Or, alternatively: someone should really eat Swiss out until he cries.

Comet, darling, did you really think I wouldn't do both?

Rain is feeling extra mean today.

Poor Swiss.

(BEHOLD THE RETURN OF THE SWUSSY)

"I'm hungry," Rain had complained, slouching over the back of the common room couch with his chin hooked on Swiss's shoulder. He'd chuckled and given Rain's hair an affectionate tousle.

"Any particular reason you're telling me this and not the fridge?" Swiss had flipped the page of his magazine. "Last I checked that's where the food lives." Rain had made a sound of amusement, a low hum in the back of his throat.

"Who said anything about food?" He'd pressed a deceptively chaste kiss just behind Swiss's ear, and all of a sudden his reading material wasn't quite so interesting. Especially not when Rain's hand had started travelling down his chest. "I'm in the mood for something much more satisfying."

Rain had thumbed over a nipple, and Swiss had needed exactly zero further convincing to slide from the couch and into Rain's bedroom, already shucking his shirt and working on his belt before they'd even gotten the door shut.

It's been over an hour now, and Swiss has begun to regret his enthusiasm.

Rain has him laid out on soft sheets, every inch of his heated skin alight with sensation. The other ghoul had spent so long working him over, fingers and fangs pressing into his flesh hard enough to leave wonderful purple marks behind. They litter his throat, his chest, his stomach and inner thighs. Rain was slow and relentless about it, not giving Swiss so much as a moment's reprieve before he was sucking another stinging bruise into tender flesh. By the time Rain had finally settled between his quivering thighs Swiss was already panting.

The first swipe of Rain's tongue, a slow lick placed just above the swollen length of his clit, had Swiss arching off the bed with a moan so whorish it had left him blushing.

Rain is good at this. Too good, actually. He knows Swiss's body better than anyone - knows just where to touch, lick and suck to get him writhing. Knows exactly what to do to get him to the edge and keep him there, Swiss teetering on a rapidly rising precipice that Rain refused to let him fall from.

It's agony. Sweet, delicious, maddening agony.

Rain's torment hasn't ceased for a second, the other ghoul lapping so very lazily at his too-sensitive folds. Swiss lost his words a while ago, reduced to nothing but breathy moans and reedy whimpers whenever the pair of slender fingers inside him crook just so. Rain laves at his wet flesh like a man starved, suckling at dusky lips and running his tongue everywhere that wasn't where Swiss needed it most. His clit aches, red and throbbing from having gone utterly untouched since all of this started. The fingers inside him are complimented by a thumb pressed to his tight rim, the tip stroking featherlight through his copious slick. He can feel it soaking into the sheets too, cool against his burning skin every time he wriggles his hips. Tries to get away.

Rain refuses to let him.

He's caught in limbo; drowning in waves pleasure that never crest, a constant build up with no resolution, no relief. Rain has him pinned with nothing but that fucking mouth of his, groaning against Swiss's cunt with no predictability just to hear him suck air through clenched teeth. His other hand is busy abusing Swiss's chest, tugging and flicking each of his nipples in turn with the same lazy pace as his tongue. Swiss shudders when Rain twists his wrist just so, hitting something that has him seeing stars and drooling through a broken moan. He forces himself to breathe deep, balling his fists in the sheets; he'd grabbed at Rain's hair exactly one time, and the resulting snap of fangs far too close to his clit encouraged him not to do it again.

He's so desperate he might anyway.

Swiss swallows hard, tongue too heavy, too thick for the words in his throat to make it out. He fights his trembling muscles to lift his head, the world swimming as he struggles to do anything but moan and twitch under Rain's torturous ministrations. When he finally manages to shake the haze, just enough to bring the room into focus, he sees nothing but Rain.

He's watching Swiss like a hawk, sharp cerulean eyes fixed on his overtly pained face. Rain's soft curls are stuck to his forehead and temples, the uneven splash of freckles over the bridge of his nose so much more obvious against his flushed cheeks. He looks entirely too relaxed for how long they've been at this, hips subtly rutting against the mattress as he works Swiss down to nothing but atoms.

Swiss tries to speak, he really does, but all that comes out is a slurred repetition of Rain, Rain, Rain. The other ghoul gives him a wide, rough lick that has Swiss gasping before pulling back; he's soaked from the nose down in slick, chin shiny with it, and the sight makes Swiss's stomach burn. He clenches hard around the digits invading him with a pitiful squeak. Rain chuckles.

"Do you have something to say, princess?" His voice is rough and gravelly, pure sex. He licks his lips and Swiss whimpers, chewing his own fang-bruised lip. Rain blows a stream of cool air over his clit and Swiss arches so hard his back pops.

"Rain," he finally manages to rasp, struggling to do anything but moan as Rain starts fucking his fingers in deeper. Pressing the tip of that wandering thumb against his hole just hard enough to make it wink. Swiss can't keep his hands to himself any longer, bringing one up to paw feebly at the arm on his chest. It's like his bones are made of jelly. Mercifully, Rain doesn't bite at him for it. "Rain- Rainy, please -"

It's barely a whisper, one that melts into a pathetic whine when Rain presses the very tip of his thumb into Swiss's ass. Just enough to sting. He can feel heat prickling at the backs of his eyes and Swiss prays he can hold in the tears. He groans loud and low when Rain swirls his fingers against that one special spot, ratcheting him closer still. But it's not enough and they both know it. Rain gives him a crooked little smile, grinding a bit more obviously against the bed.

"Please what?" He sounds almost bored, seemingly oblivious to the way Swiss's thighs are practically vibrating against his shoulders. He watches for a beat while Swiss tries to remember how words work.

Rain's fingers are doing a marvelous job of making his brain leak out his ears. His heart dances in his chest, threatening to crash right through his ribcage. Rain gives him an annoyed look.

"I'm going to be upset if you interrupted my lunch for no reason."

Swiss is definitely going to cry. He can feel it, a wave of overwhelm that hits him square in the gut and between the eyes.

He's not like Rain or Dew when it comes to this sort of treatment. Swiss loves the teasing, to be certain, but after a certain point it becomes too much. Just on the wrong side of pleasurable.

That's why Rain insists on treating him this way from time to time - for this exact moment, the one where all words die and the pain and suffering etched into Swiss's face and taut muscles become too much to ignore. Rain must see it now; the edges of his expression soften, even though his gaze remains dark and heavy. He rolls his eyes.

"Already?" Swiss bites his lip hard enough to sting, nodding once. Rain sighs. "But I'm not done eating."

Swiss chokes on a sob, clenching again and cringing at the wet noise his cunt makes around Rain's fingers. He grips the hand on his chest for dear life, and at long last Rain takes mercy. Swiss sags into the mattress when that hand withdraws, the other ghoul holding up his slicked fingers for Swiss to see. They shine in the light and Swiss throbs at the sight. All at once, his words pour out in a confused pile.

"Rain, please, please - you - I - fuck, Rainy I need to, I - I can't, please, you -" With nothing inside him the pleasure starts to recede, and Swiss feels something frantic settling into his chest. "Please make me, please."

He needs Rain to make him cum. If he doesn't, Swiss will surely lose his mind. His breath hitches, a tight wheeze, and Rain shushes him. Caresses his thigh with deceptive gentleness. Swiss's head spins as he throbs again.

Rain disentangles their hands and Swiss nearly panicks at the lack of contact, but it only lasts long enough for the other ghoul to straighten up. Swiss's eyes catch on his cock, flushed and heavy, for just a moment before Rain leans over him, bracketing him with those long arms and catching him in a deep, full kiss.

Swiss sobs into it, immediately getting his hands on Rain's face and holding on for dear life while he tastes nothing but himself. He's shaking like a leaf, twitchy and pleasure-drunk. Rain's dripping length bumps his thigh and Swiss gasps as best he can. Rain pulls back to give him an entirely too sympathetic look.

"Alright," he sighs, resigned, "let me give you what you need."

Swiss tries to cling when Rain moves, but he's too weak. Too fucked out to do anything but quiver and pant. The other ghoul settles next to him, giving his cock a luxurious stroke. Swiss can't take his glassy eyes off of it. He's sure he must be drooling again.

"On your side."

Swiss blinks. On his side? What on his side? Rain rolls his eyes.

"Making me do all the work, as always."

Swiss yelps when Rain wraps a surprisingly strong arm around him, hauling him onto his side until they're back to chest. Rain feels cool and solid behind him, and it soothes some of the insanity scratching at his skull. He reaches back and grabs at Rain's hip, desperate to feel even remotely grounded. It helps a little - until Rain's hand hooks under his knee and pulls, lifting Swiss's dead weight leg and holding him wide open. The cool air against his drenched, aching cunt is a shock that has Swiss choking on his inhale.

Then Rain's blunt head bumps against his entrance and Swiss's whole body flinches at the feeling.

"R-Rain, wait, wait, you - oh no -" Swiss's eyes roll back as Rain drags the head though his folds, lighting up every single frayed nerve between his legs. He's never been so over- and under-stimulated at the same time. His mind begs him to get away even as his body screams for release, and at this point he'll do anything to get it.

"Stay still," Rain spits, hooking his chin over Swiss's shoulder. "Stop squirming, it's irritating."

Swiss tries, but he can't help the way every muscle dances beneath his skin. Threaded with tension and anticipation, tighter that the hole Rain was about to fill. He stills himself as best he can. Takes a deep breath. Focuses on the familiar press of Rain's lean torso against his back. It's not perfect stillness, but Rain's pleased growl flows into his ear regardless.

"Good boy."

Rain rocks his hips and sinks into Swiss's hungry cunt in one excruciating slide. Swiss doesn't register his throaty screams until Rain starts kissing his ear, making soft shushing sounds. A tiny crack in his visage of cruelty. He knows perfectly well how far he's pushed today, how much he still expects. He can spare Swiss a moment of kindness in his fragile state. His other arm snakes beneath Swiss's body, holding him close as he bottoms out.

Something in Swiss cracks then, and at long last the tears fall. He's too busy gasping at the intensity of the stretch to sob, simply letting them fall in hot streaks down hotter cheeks. Rain licks one away and huffs out a soft laugh, that little spark of kindness gone in a flash.

"I was wondering how long it would take for you to break," he murmurs, that disaffected tone back in full force despite the way Swiss can feel him twitching deep inside.

Everything hurts in a way he can't describe, deep pressure and searing heat. It's all built up at the apex of his thighs, and if Swiss had two brain cells to spare he'd already be working himself over. But he doesn't, and Rain wouldn't allow it anyway.

It takes him actual minutes to realize that Rain is just...sitting inside him. No movement aside from the pulses, the twitches. Swiss cants his hips but he has no leverage. Rain is as deep as he can go, and seems content to stay put. Swiss feels like he's dying.

"Move," he pleads, so much need forced into the one single word. "Rainy, you gotta -"

"Shh," Rain's free hand gives Swiss's nipple a sharp flick that he can barely even react to. His body doesn't seem to know what's where anymore. "You'll take what I give you. Besides," his hand travels slowly south and Swiss's soft sobs turn to hiccups of anticipation, "I'm giving you exactly what you need."

Rain's finger, callused but gentle, finally skates over the short length of his clit and Swiss yelps, trying to curl in on himself. He's never felt anything so intense, so visceral. Rain repeats the move over an over, sharp shocks of pained pleasure wracking Swiss's body until he's openly weeping, babbling Rain's name like a mantra. At length the rawness fades, the pain melts into all things good and Swiss's babbling turns to pure desperation. Into frail cries of more, more, more, while Rain's single skilled digit teases him.

"Needy whore," he breathes, licking at the shell of Swiss's ear. His hand shifts, Rain taking his stiff clit between two fingers and giving it a slow stroke. Relishing the way the hood slides over the swollen flesh. Swiss clenches so tightly that Rain can't help the groan it pulls from him.

"You're gonna cum for me, just like this," he informs Swiss, keeping a slow, steady pace to his strokes. His hips remain impossibly still, slotted inside Swiss like he belongs there, not offering more than a sense of fullness. The way Rain jerks him is shiver-inducing, but...

"Rain, I - faster, please, or move or - fuck, please, I gotta cum, I need to, for you -"

"Then you will," Rain mutters, "just like this. You cum on my cock or not at all. Understood?"

The pace is glacial and Swiss truly doesn't know if he can. For as good as it feels, for as much as this has all been too much and not enough, the threat of not cumming is enough to drag a fresh wave of overwhelmed tears from Swiss's burning eyes. He brings a shaky hand to rest on Rain's forearm, feeling the way the muscles shift. He says the only words he can find, voice small.

"Yes sir."

Rain's cock throbs so hard Swiss sees stars.

#nsft #ghost band #the band ghost #swiss x rain #rain x swiss #swiss/rain #rain/swiss #I am absolutely foaming at the mouth #mean rain AND transmasc Swiss?#*chef's kiss*#I'm going to be thinking about this for the rest of the day #very normally and not at all weirdly #ghost fanfic

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