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one-boring-person · 5 months

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For the Christmas prompts, how about Swiss and fem reader with #13 :3

Thank you for requesting! ☺️ I hope you like this, I'm sorry it's a bit short😅☺️💛

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Swiss x reader

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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.

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milkywaybottles · 2 years

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Hi! Could I request a swiss x gn!reader oneshot where he misses them when he is on tour and the reader surprises him at a show?

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Of course, love! Thank you sm for the Swiss request! I've been waiting for the chance to write for him <3

Enjoy xx

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Longing - Swiss x Reader Oneshot

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Loving Swiss was like loving the moon, for all its beauty, knowing that by the time the sun comes up, he has to disappear. But he knew you and how you yearned to be held or laugh in his presence. For the latest Impera-tour, he had comprised a large kit consisting of many personal items.

The bag, which in itself was one of his duffel bags, consisted of two fluffy blankets that you used to cuddle with, three of his hoodies that had been covered in cologne, a handful of Polaroids, your favourite vinyls, emergency snacks and some beautiful handwritten letters, some of which had broken wax seals and others hadn’t.

You had also assembled a similar bag for him.

Nevertheless, he had ensured you were well prepared for the month period where you were very much on opposite sides of the Earth. Even the prospect caused you to ache.

Ever since Swiss bashfully asked you out at one of the rituals for the first time, you quickly learnt that touring would become the biggest challenge for any couple. As soon as you left that ritual with the biggest smile plastered on your face, the realisation hit you like a truck that he would not be joining you on the tiring flight home, nor would any of your companions.

The ritual cycle was gruelling, leaving you a dishevelled mess by the end.

So, this time around, when the ritual cycle arrived promptly on your doorstep, you knew exactly what to expect. Though, admittedly this could never take away from the raw and stinging pain you felt without him, especially when some Sister of Sin would go prodding with your heart to stir up drama. After supper, you would retreat to Swiss’ room and dive under the blanket of his four-poster bed, searching for relief.

This emotional toll was not only taken on you, but on Swiss as well.

He hadn’t recalled it as being torturous, but as he stood on stage, he decided promptly that it was inhumane to keep you from him. Every single night his eyes would sift through the crowd of faceless bodies, hoping and praying to make out yours amongst the sea. But he never did.

You always took your seat in the corner of the dining hall, preferring to keep your distance with the other Siblings of Sin. Eventually, while sitting in one of the various wooden rows for supper one stormy night, giggles had reached your ears about your dependency on Swiss. Your mouth soured, eyes set dead centre on your partially empty plate with a scroll across your lips.

“I heard they sleep in his room at night-” one Sister gossiped, holding her pale hands over her mouth as she spoke.

Another cackled, “Haven’t you seen them wear his clothes? Talk about desperate”

The words stuck to your mind, reverberating through your pounding skull. Between the booming thunder outside and the lowly chatter inside the hall, the warmth of your robe was all too comforting as you shrunk backwards into it. Their insults seemed to dissipate as you retreated into your mind, only to be broken with a startled jump.

“Ladies, don’t you have prayer duty to attend to?” Angie hissed, placing her dinner plate firmly down beside yours. At the familiar voice, your head snapped in her direction, a warm smile overtaking your mouth. “They’re just jealous” she assured, taking her seat beside you.

No matter how many times you saw her, you were constantly surprised by her beauty. Her eyes were the same colour as the bark of a tree, always sound and inviting. On occasion, a stray strand of ebony hair would fall out from underneath her coif, framing her round face.

But most importantly, Angie was your friend. She knew you better than anyone else.

“Thank you, Ange. I can normally handle one, but..” you trailed off, evidently throwing your arm up and gesturing to table that the Sisters were sitting at. Angie modestly shrugged, beginning to spoon the contents of her dinner into her mouth.

You both sat in comfortable silence for a moment, prompting you to play with the broken hem of your clothing. Angie was eager to break the silence, “Y’know, why don’t you just go surprise him? Like fly out to their venue and go from there?”. Your attention craned to her once again, your lips pressing together in thought. You shook your head twice,

"I dunno.."

But Angie's smile was wicked, and you knew you had lost.

The airport could best be described as an 'attack on the senses', leaving you baffled in its labyrinth of sounds and smells. The last thing you remembered was waving anxiously to your friend at the boarding gate as you disappeared down the hallway with a single luggage bag trailing behind you. The rest of the trip had merged into a fast-paced blur, a cloud of fuzzy disorientation that you found best not to dwell on.

With a single ticket in hand, you filed into the ritual venue with elated excitement, practically skipping your way to the barriers with urgency. The venue had yet to be filled to the brim with people, leaving vast gaps of empty space in the middle of the pit. If you had been to drop a coin, the sound would have bounced off the walls and returned back to you just as loudly. A draft swept through the venue. causing you to shiver.

When people began to fill the empty spaces, you looked down at your appearance and back up at them with a rosy face. You quickly realised that many people were dressed in a similar way to you, if not almost identical, meaning that it would make it almost impossible to spot you in a crowd of a few thousand. Feeling your face heat up in embarrassment, you turned back to the barrier and slicked your hair back, the nerves beginning to bubble in your stomach.

Before you knew it, a guitar solo from Imperium began to blare through the stadium as the lights dulled. You hummed with giddy excitement as the tune morphed into Kaisarion, and in a flash, a silhouette was projected onto the curtain. The stadium erupted in enthralled cheers and screams, practically begging to get the first sight of the ghoul.

As the curtain dropped, the crowd screamed again.

Finally, their eyes had been blessed with Aether, fire spewing behind him in a marvellous display. For the first time that evening, the stage had been lit in a milky yellow light, smoke bursting from the corner pillars. Despite the number of shows you had attended, you were always captivated by the sheer quality and creativity of it all.

Dew, Rain and Aether lined up at the front of the stage, their skills on display as they all played smoothly. You smiled at the friendly familiarity of it all. Aether and his little quirks when playing, such as the occasional extra flick of his wrist or the gesturing to the crowd. Dew and his aggressive head banging. Or Rain, rocking back and forth excessively like a rockstar.

Oh how you had missed them.

“Kaisarion!”

Your smile became even wider as you mouthed the lyrics, staring up at Papa with wonder-filled eyes. Marvelling at the brand new outfits, your eyes drifted to the back left of the stage, scanning for any sight of your ghoul.

Heart squeezing, your eyes were planted firmly on Swiss. You felt as though you were about to explode, cheeks red with excitement. His leg bounced at a quickening pace, hand secured on the microphone stand. Your ears perked at the sound of the backing vocals, and before long, it melded into a beautiful harmony of Swiss and the ghoulettes.

The show was pulling to a close and yet it hadn’t managed to slow at all. The crowd was still electrified and the performers just as lively as they continued with their final songs.

You had to admit that while you were completely understanding as to why, you couldn’t help but be disappointed that Swiss had yet to spot you. Being at the back, he was at a disadvantage. Rarely moving from his podium, you assured yourself that even if he didn’t spot you, you would see him later so it didn’t really matter.

With your eyes glued to your partner, you were hastily caught by surprise as you saw him leap off his podium and begin to approach the stage. Many hands were extended towards his shiny black boots as they neared the edge. Your heart must have skipped a beat when he was only a handful of metres away. You could almost feel his reassuring embrace, or his tender kisses.

Feeling the chance pass by you, you abrasively held out your arm towards him and screamed, “Swiss!”. The strumming of his guitar never halted, but he paused and his head was held high as if to smell a strong scent. Then, he spun around at the speed of light as his eyes landed squarely on you. His face was beaming with excitement as you waved furiously.

Although in an attempt not to distract from the show, he skipped over to Aether and they conversed for a moment. Despite the words not being audible over the music, you could assume what they were saying based on the fact that Aether also turned in your direction as Swiss pointed.

You were elated, truly.

Unable to wipe the content look off his face, Swiss focused back on the performance, knowing that if they just finished up, you both could be reunited once and for all.

And that’s what they did.

They carried on persistently until the curtain closed, and even that couldn't dull the roaring of the crowd. Soon, a burly security guard came to collect you and took you through the winding hallways of the venue. As you pushed through the door into the dressing room, you almost leapt towards the first ghoul you saw with desperation.

There was a certain homesickness you had been consumed by, not one which made you miss your physical home, but one which made you miss the people that made you think of home. And of course, your family made you think of home.

"(Y/N)!" a chorus of ghouls cheered. Before you could process what was happening, a pile of ghouls came tumbling towards you with speed. You winced as your body was overtaken by countless limbs, embracing you as tight as they could until your face turned purple. With one eye pried open, you could barely make out the bodies, Dew, Cirrus, Aether, Mountain, Cumulus, Rain and Sunshine.

"I'm happy to see you guys too!" you laughed.

But there was one ghoul that was missing.

Your eyes scanned over the room, the leather couch, the vanity, and even the cacti in the corner of the large room to no avail. Frowning, you turned back to the ghouls, doing your best to hide your disappointment with a content smile.

"(Y/N)...?"

Your mind snapped.

You knew that voice anywhere.

Your heart almost leapt from your throat as you spun to the voice, which had just emerged from the other door. You gave him no time to react as you jumped at him, hugging your ghoul in your arms. The scent of musk and bourbon lingered under your nose, prompting your hold to become stronger. You felt his hand press to your hair, pulse thumping under his chest as you were pushed towards it.

An 'aww' was shared between the ghoulettes.

At last, your head dragged away from the comforting fabric of Swiss's chest to meet his sparkling eyes, filled with the softness of love. "I saw you in the crowd" he mumbled against the crown of your head, "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to surprise you"

He grinned, canines flashing, "Well this certainly is a surprise" and placed a quick kiss on your lips.

One of his many forms of affection, while mostly gentle with you, was to pull you towards him or to stroke his tail spade up and down your calves. And it was no different that time around. As if his tail had a mind of its own, it began to drift upwards.

You smirked and shuddered, leaning into his arms to savour the moment.

Everything felt right, like puzzle pieces finally fitting together. The way your body curved perfectly around his strong stature, or the way his hand fell into yours comfortably.

“Get a room, guys” Aether called, looking up from the couch with a playful dismay.

Swiss shot deadly daggers towards his brethren, breaking away from your gaze. Like that of a snake, his tongue flicked outwards from the underneath of his helmet. “Trust me, we would if we could”. Although fiery, his tone was dripping with a smugness

Face now flushed, you left your hand on his arm assertively. He leant forwards, eliminating the gap between your lips as he caught you in a passionate tangle.

“You should surprise me more often” he remarked.

“I’ll take notes” you replied wittily.

And of course you both weren’t going to miss out on the opportunity to make up for lost time.

The prospect of returning home was far from your mind. All that remained was a deep longing for your partner.

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lumierexfics · 1 year

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I have a request☝️🤓✨️

Swiss x f!reader fluffy but slighty flirty. Reader is a staff-worker Ghoul so she helps during tours with the organization and communication (this is kinda my headcanon) So she had a very stressfull week and got headache, so after the ritual the staff of which she works in puts all the equipment in place and then they retire to leave for the next stage. Swiss notices reader wasnt feeling very well he decides to spend all the time he could with her, and eventually cuddling in night time before sleep.✨️

Ultimately I'm going thru a lot of episodes in my life that are really bringing me down and I need some love from my fav ghoul🥺💜 (I apologize for eventual grammatical mistakes my english is so basic☠️)

Without the security of your loving arms

Swiss Ghoul x Ghoulette! Reader

The area that you slept in wasn’t comfortable enough since you slept in it during the ongoing tour which never saved you from ongoing stress and organizing for the next ritual.

You always double checked the costumes of every ghoul and ghoulette along with their masks for any tears or cracked masks and carefully sewing up the small rips from the costumes and reattaching the subtle elemental sigils of the ghouls and ghoulettes then returning to sleep in your small area.

It didn’t even feel like you actually slept since you felt even more exhausted and a throbbing headache that never went away no matter what remedy you tried.

You adjusted the line of spare guitars, you felt a hand on your shoulder while turning around to see Swiss.

“You haven’t been acting like your usual self,” he said. “Are you alright?��

His eyes were obstructed over the lenses of his mask but it was clear that he was concerned for your well-being.

“I’m fine.” You replied to not make him even more concerned. “Don’t worry, Swiss.”

The loud cannons for mummy dust didn’t soothe your head, instead it made it worse.

It went terrible as you had to go back to the tour bus since you didn’t want to make a mess up with the instruments while your head drilled with a nonstop tightening band around your head. The subtle noises that would soothe you would soon irritate you because of your headache that never seemed to end. Somehow your cramped room was comforting and isolating for you to enjoy the quiet noise of nothing, you could feel it. You were drifting away into the sleep that you deserved.

Curtains shuffled opened that caused you wake up from your short slumber.

It was Swiss.

He held your favorite snack and something to drink since he somehow noticed that you hadn’t ate or drank anything.

“I brought you, your favorite snack and something to drink,” he said. “ You clearly aren’t alright, let’s talk?”

There was no use avoiding the question. Swiss sat next to you as you spilled your emotions out, he rubbed your back then embraced you tightly. You wiped away your tears, eating the snack and drinking the drink that Swiss had given you. Swiss had found a way to make you smile as he told memories which you had forgotten about due to stress.

“There’s my girl.” He smirked in triumph at making you smile, placing a hand on your opposite shoulder and pulling you closer to him to rest your head on his chest.

This was the well deserved break that you needed.

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i-fondued · 1 year

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Ghost | Consumed by You - A SIS AU - Part Two

Part Two - The Second Time

Pairing: Multi/Swiss Army Ghoul x Reader/Sister of Sin; Established Copia x Sister of Sin x Terzo Rating: Explicit Warnings: Smut, established relationships, and a sleepy hands ghoul

A/N: This takes place in the Sinners in Secret universe but I’d consider it an AU till the story is actually finished LOL. There will be a final part but i will not post it till after Sinners is done because it includes a major plot spoiler ahahaha

AO3 - HERE

It had been two months since Terzo and Copia had left for the US leg of their tour for the year.

We had spoken on the phone every night before I’d go to bed, a sort of melancholy good-bye on either end. Terzo would always start the call full of energy, talking about the show either from that night or the night before. He’d tell me all about how people reacted to his antics and thrusting, teasing me, before he’d let Copia come on speaker phone and they would then ask me about my day.

I’d give them some sort of report on the sibling or how Terzo’s brothers were doing. I’d tell them about how my library work was going, how I had to step in for the Clergy meeting since they were both gone. We’d always end the call telling each other how much we loved the others. I always had to hold back tears and try not to let them know I was missing them entirely too much. Once we hung up, which always took a lot of back and forth, I would slink off to my bed and curl up with the pillows they left behind for me. Even after two months of my routine of crying myself to sleep, they still smelled deeply of them. I always wondered how they managed it, thanking Lucifer every night.

Once the first few tears would spill, the tight feeling in my throat finally becoming too powerful, I’d feel my ghoul slide into the bed with me. His deep warmth as his body, longer and larger than my own, curled around me comfortingly. His arms wrapped around my waist as he pulled me back against him, slotting perfectly together. I knew he could feel my sadness, that same pull of dark pain I felt in my chest he felt too, and Swiss couldn’t keep away from me in moments like this.

It was late in the evening tonight as the band was on the other side of the country which in turn caused some time zone issues for our nightly phone calls. Swiss was dressed for bed and part of me felt guilty that I’d probably woken him. He was wearing a pair of black joggers and a thin black t-shirt, his unnatural body heat rolling off him and over me. I could feel his breath, warmer than a humans, as he rested his head on his arm to watch over me. He wasn’t wearing his mask which was something only I was treated too as his bonded master.

I buried my face in Terzo’s pillow in my arms, my head on Copia’s, and took a deep shaky breath.

“I’m sorry.” I mumbled into the down pillow, Swiss moving to lay his head on my own pillow I’d shoved to the side.

“For what, Kitten?” He sighed, voice thick with sleep as he used his pet name for me.

“For waking you up with my moping…”

“You didn’t.” He yawned, chuckling slightly. “Okay maybe a little. But it's fine, promise. You know why?”

“Why?”

“Because your bed is way more comfy than mine.” His chuckle rumbled against my back as he hugged me tightly. “I swore I’d take care of you while they were gone, girl. I’m going to do just that.”

We hadn’t talked about the night before they left, both of us seeming to insist on actually avoiding it at every moment. Even if almost every other night ended with either Swiss in my bed or dreams of him in my bed mimicking what he’d watched me do weeks ago. I couldn’t help the blush spreading on my cheeks as I thought back to the other night, but forced myself to push the thoughts aside before Swiss felt them too.

“Go to sleep sweetness.” He chucked, pressing a gentle kiss to my upper arm before he tucked me in. “It’s late and I need my beauty rest.”

I snorted but slowly but surely the feeling of warmth and gentle vibrations of his soft purring lulled me to sleep.

…

I felt his hands wandering as I woke slowly.

My skin felt overheated as Swiss was curled around me, gently dragging his claw across the bare skin of my arm. I sighed as a shiver ran down my spine, my hips arching back against Swiss’. He growled, a low and rumbly sound, in my ear. The sound running down my spine as my cunt throbbed. I couldn’t help the gasp that slipped past my lips and turned my head to look back at him.

“S-Swiss?” I whimpered, his hand reaching up to cup my cheek as I turned in his arms to face him. Our legs tangled together, his tail curling around my leg, as he tugged me close to him. “Wh-what are you doing?”

“What I should have done for years, Kitten.” He groaned as he rested his forehead against mine.

Swiss seemed to be warring with himself as our sharp breaths mingled in the space between us for what felt like hours. My heart thrumming painfully in my chest as a blush spread over my face and chest as his dark eyes locked on mine before flickering down to my lips. Without thinking I licked my lips, he groaned before he moved. Hesitantly he pressed his lips softly to mine, a whisper like touch. Swiss pulled back from me and suddenly seemed worried, I felt him begin to slide away from me and I panicked.

Without a second thought I surged forward. My hands slipped around his neck as I tugged him to me, my lips parted to meet his before I whimpered as our lips met. Swiss growled deeply as he rolled from his side to lay almost on top of me, one of his legs between mine. Our kisses were tender at first, gentle and exploring new territories together. Quickly however they deepened as I tentatively took the lead and caressed his bottom lip with my tongue. He grunted, a shutter running through him, as he opened his mouth to me and coaxed my tongue to explore with his own. I gasped and arched up against him as he cupped one of my breasts in his hand, claw teasingly scraping against my peaked nipple. I was wearing a thin silk nightgown and could feel the heat of his hand clearly, my heart hammering at the sensation of his fingers.

I dug my nails into his scalp, earring a hiss from my ghoul as he rocked against my hip and pushed his leg against my core. I moaned, arching off the mattress as my hips rolled against the firm muscle of his thigh as he pressed against me. Swiss trailed the kisses from the corner out my mouth down my jawline, from the sensitive spot by my ear down my throat. My hands wandered from his scalp and down his back as I threw one of my legs around his waist, tugging him to grind his cock against me. That had earned me a chuckle as his tongue left a burning hot trail from my pulse point to my collar bones. Swiss let his sharp canines scrape against my sensitive skin. I tugged at his t-shirt, desperate for the bare touch of his heated skin, and Swiss paused.

“Eager for me, Kitten?” He teased as he sat up to his full height, tugging the shirt over his head and tossing it to the side.

“Shut up.” I blushed and looked away from his heated dark eyes. It wasn’t till he tenderly cupped my cheek and turned my head to look back at him that I felt the familiar dull ache of lust between us.

“Never.” He laughed before leaning back down to kiss me softly, his hands slipping the flimsy strap of my nightgown off my shoulders and tugging it down so he had more access to my skin.

I had to fight the urge to wrap my arms around my chest, suddenly shy. He caught my wrist before I could even try, pressing gentle kisses to the inside of my wrists.

“Don’t hide yourself from me, Darlin’…” He mumbled against my skin, tongue flicking against my pulse point in my wrist causing a shudder to run through me.

My breath was coming in short pants as I let my hands run down Swiss tone chest, his muscles flexing under my fingertips. Swiss helped me tug my nightgown over my head and tossed it to join his shirt on the floor. I laid beneath him in nothing but my underwear, chest heaving and a blush across my cheeks as he smirked. His dark eyes were soft as he settled between my legs and leaned down to press a gentle kiss to my lips again.

Swiss pressed his weight onto me, slotting himself tightly to me as he ground his cock against my cunt. I gasped, arms wrapping around his broad shoulders as he trailed his kisses down my body, his long hot tongue curling around my nipples as he sucked and nipped at the pebbled flesh. I arched my back and moaned his name and let my fingers tug on the short curls at the base of his hairline. He hissed sharply before chuckling and sucked a love bite into my chest, in a spot that would be hidden to everyone but me.

I relished the feeling of his hot skin against mine as he curled around me, sliding back up my body to rock against my core with a growl. I groaned, burying my face in his neck and pressed soft kisses. My own skin felt overheated as he enveloped me within his arms.

“Please…” I whimpered as one of his strong hands gripped my hip tightly, firmly rocking me against him.

“Please what, kitten?” Swiss purred, nuzzling my neck as his voice rumbled in my ear.

“Swiss…” I whimpered, face flushing at the idea of having to tell him what I wanted from him. “Don’t tease me.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it, Darlin’.” He chuckled, nipping my earlobe before he trailed kisses down my body.

I felt him make his way from my collarbones, between my breasts and around my belly button. I gasped sharply as I felt his teeth scrape against my sensitive skin along the edge of my underwear waistband. I felt goosebumps break out over my skin and I shuttered as I looked down at Swiss. He was looking up at me with dark eyes, a smirk on his lips as his fingers slipped under the elastic at my hips and he tugged the thin bit of fabric down. His eyes were locked with mine as I panted, watching him tug the fabric off my legs and tossing them to the side. Swiss settled back between my legs and pressed a hot kiss to the inside of my knee.

I whined as I threw my head back, looking up at the canopy of my bed as I took in the sensations overwhelming my mind. I could feel red hot lust thrumming through my body, both my own and my ghoul’s, as his tongue joined his nipping of my flesh as he made his way from my knee down my thigh towards where I was aching for him. His hand firmly gripped my leg, holding it up like it weighed nothing, and he spread my thighs. I felt his hand wrap around my left thigh and he dug in his claws just shy of painfully. I knew I’d have little half moon marks in the morning.

“You’re so wet for me, Kitten.” Swiss purred, his warm breath caressing over my sensitive cunt as his free hand came to caress me with a feather-like touch. I cried out, my hands fisting the sheet below me.

“Oh my god…” I mumbled absentmindedly as I looked down at my beloved ghoul, his arms wrapped around my thighs and smirking. “Swiss please…”

“Anything for you, sweetness…” He purred before using two fingers to spread my lips open for him.

A thrill ran down my spine as I watched him press his lips against me, I squealed as he his tongue lapped flat against my dripping cunt, tongue teasing my clit before he sucked softly. I gasped, back arching off the bed as I writhed against his face. Firmly I felt his claws dig into my thighs as he held me in place with an unnatural level of strength. His long, hot tongue teased me at first, soft and slow laps against my sensitive flesh, but before long his hunger for me took over and I felt his control break slightly. He growled against me, vibrations shooting right to my cunt and I cried out, one hand coming to tangle in his hair as I rode his face.

His fingers slipped inside me, my lust obvious from the wetness dripping from me. He hummed in pleasure as he sucked on my clit, fingers thrusting in and out of me lazily. I was panting and my eyes would barely stay open as I watched him grind against the mattress. Lust pooled in my bell, both mine and his, as I watched him grow more and more animalistic as he ate me out. He curled his fingers in time with the rhythm of his tongue flickering at my clit.

I was whining incoherently at him, hips grinding against his face as he growled. I slung one leg over his shoulder and I dug my heel into his back as he curled his tongue around my clit before sucking slightly. I swore under my breath as his eyes locked with mine again, a blush spreading over my cheeks at the adoration in his eyes combined with pure lust. I felt Swiss curl his fingers curl and brush against the spot inside me that made me see stars and I let out a strangled moan, throwing my head back before my hips writhed against him. I felt him smirk as he worked me back towards the edge before slowing down, torturing me. I was a sobbing mess on the bed as he teased me, my fingers clenching his hair as I tried to force him to let me finally tumble over into my orgasm.

“P-please Swiss.” I whimpered, just shy of actual tears in my eyes as I felt the swell of my orgasm approaching again. I felt him moan between my thighs, his tail swishing back and forth in an agitated motion.

“I can’t ever say no to you…” He purred against my slick skin, fingers curling towards that hidden spot deep inside me. “Not when you beg for it so nicely.”

Swiss quickly increased the pace of his fingers, curling towards the spot that made my legs twitch and breath pant. His tongue flicked against my clit in time with his thrusts and I could feel him grinding into the mattress as he growled possessively into my dripping cunt. A few more swirls of his long tongue and I was falling over into the abyss of my orgasm. I tugged on his hair, practically screaming his name, as I rode his face and dug my heel into his shoulder. I felt a white hot explosion in my belly as I writhed through my pleasure, Swiss’ tongue lazily brushing against my clit as I came back to reality again.

I looked down at Swiss as I panted, a lazy smile on my face as he sat up on his elbows with a smirk. His chin was almost dripping with my wetness, he locked eyes with me as he ran his thumb over his chin before sucking it into his mouth. I blushed as a tendril of heat curled around in my belly. I knew he felt it too, he laughed and crawled up to press his lips against mine softly.

“Don’t worry, Darlin’… I’m not finished with you…” His voice was low and rough as he hooked one of my legs with his forearm and threw it over his shoulder.

I watched him as he tugged his joggers low on his hips, cock slipping free from the confines of the fabric. He smirked again, pressing a soft kiss to my thigh that was resting against his shoulder as he stroked his cock. I felt my mouth go dry as he tilted his hips forward and grinned against me. I whimpered, hands reaching out to tug him down to me. My knee was pressed almost to my chest as we kissed again. Our tongues met between painted breaths and moans, I ran my nails down his back earning a hiss as Swiss rolled my bottom lip between his teeth.

“Fuck,” He groaned, pushing the head of his cock inside me slowly as he rested his large hands on either side of my head as he loomed over me. “You feel better than I imagined, Darlin’…”

I gasped as he surged forward, sinking all the way inside me, and resting on his elbows as he rubbed his body against me as he set a torturously slow pace. He fucked me gently, tenderly almost. Swiss buried his face in my neck, his hot breath causing goosebumps to run over my skin as I panted. My arms wrapped around his broad shoulders, my free leg curling around his hips as I rocked my hips to meet his thrusts.

Burning hot heat slipped through my bloodstream, I could feel the dull ache of Swiss’ lust along with the pulse of my own. It almost felt too much in the moment, us locked together as we chased our climax in each other’s arms. Swiss cupped my cheek and his fingers tilted my jaw to kiss me softly as he rocked in and out of me. I gasped, nails digging into his shoulders as he shifted and changed the angle. His cock hit the deep, sensitive spot inside me and I shuddered under him.

“Oh kitten…” He groaned, pressing his forehead against mine and his horns knocked against my head as he rubbed against me. “You feel so good. Fuck…”

His hand slid from where they had been to caress my arms, sliding up my forearms and taking my hands. Swiss’ fingers tangled with mine as he took my hands and pinned them above my head, snapping his hips more roughly. I turned my head and buried it in his neck, panting as he began to pick up his pace. I panted into his neck, pressing soft kisses to his flushed skin. He was making the most dangerous sound in my ear, growling and panting like a beast in heat and I moaned as he bit down on the tendons between my neck and shoulder. Swis snapped his hips roughly, growling and marking me with his teeth and lips.

“Fuck, Swiss p-please.” I gasped as my cunt clenched him tightly, the coil in my belly twisting tightly as I edge closer to my climax.

“Please what, sweetness?” He purred, hand releasing one of mine and curling around my neck as he pulled back to look me in the eyes, not missing a beat in the pace he’d set. “What do you want?”

“Y-you.” I whimpered, cheeks flushing as I let my free hand come and cup my breast, rolling the nipple between my fingers.

Swiss growled, I could see his tail flicking behind him. He pulled out of me entirely and, with ghoul reflexes and strength, he flipped me onto all fours. Before I could even protest, he gripped my hips tightly and slid back into me. I gasped, arching my back and looking back over my shoulder as he snarled. I shuttered under him, one of Swiss’ hands came to press on my lower back and sink me lower. He began to fuck me hard, my hand reaching out to push against the headboard so I wouldn’t slip away from the feral ghoul.

He curved his body around me as one hand gripped my shoulder tightly, claws digging into my skin, and the other slipped between my legs to tease my clit. I cried out his name in the quiet of the night, rocking back to meet his thrusts and writhe against his fingers delving into my cunt. I felt his tail curl around my thigh possessively, anchoring me to him as he snapped his hips in quick thrusts. I could feel the lust and passion swirling around my blood stream before settling behind my belly button.

“Swiss…Swiss please…” I begged, fisting the sheets in my clenching fists.

“Come for me, baby.” He purred as he curled around me, slotting against me like he was made for me. He nipped at my sensitive spot by my ear as he spoke. “Let me hear you scream for me.”

I whimpered as I buried my face in the pillows as his fingers swirled my clit a few more times before my climax hit me suddenly. I moaned loudly, arching back against Swiss as his hand curled around my throat and he hauled me up, still drilling into me with his cock. Another few frantic thrusts and felt the red hot heat bloom through my blood again, curling and teasing me through my aftershocks. Swiss wrapped his arms around my waist tightly, as he snapped his hips deep inside of me. He let out an inhuman growl that caused goosebumps to break out over my skin.

“My master…” He hissed before biting my shoulder sharply, his fangs digging into my skin almost to the point of drawing blood. I shuttered as I rocked against him, eyes slipping closed saitedly. “Mine…”

He pinned me on his cock, hips flush against mine as I felt him shudder his release inside of me. I felt the swell of his cock as he rocked through his orgasm, a blush spreading across my cheeks as I realized he’d cum inside me…and knotted me.

Swiss was completely unbothered however. He ran his hands up and down my sides tenderly, pressing soft kisses to my neck and shoulders as he caressed me. I panted, chest heaving, as I felt the after effects of my own orgasm mixed with the tendrils of Swiss’ running through me.

“Woah…” was all I could manage to mumble as I fought to stay awake. I could feel Swiss’ rumbly laughter as he cupped my cheek and turned my face to look back at him.

“Woah indeed, Darlin’.” He purred, sucking on my bottom lip as he rocked against me.

He laid us down, arms still wrapped tightly around my waist, and nuzzled into my shoulder blades as he pressed soft kisses and ran his hands over my hip and waist.

“Don’t be falling asleep on me, girl.” He teased, I laughed even though my eyes were closed. “I’ve still got another round in me.”

“I’m just closing my eyes, we're stuck together for at least a few more minutes.” I yawned, curling back against him. Before I could even hear a response I felt myself drift off, enveloped in his warmth

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Vaguely I was aware I had woken up.

If I was being truthful I couldn’t remember which was the dream and what was real life. All I was aware of was the sunshine drifting in from the windows, showing how late in the day it was, and the feeling of someone rocking against me. Someone rocking their raging hard-on against my ass.

A blush spread over my cheeks as I remember who exactly I was in bed with. I tried to turn in Swiss arms, trying to give us some distance, but he growled in his sleep and tugged me to him again. His hand gripped my hip tightly and rolled us forward slightly.

He was practically on top of me, pushing my body into the mattress possessively and growling in my ear. I whimpered and shuttered, cheeks flushed and squeezed my thighs together to try and get some relief; between what was happening and the dream I was dripping wet already this morning.

“S-Swiss?” I squirmed, voice practically a whisper as one of his large hot hands came up to cup my breast. “Swiss…wake up…”

“Mm, Kitten.” He groaned, grinding against my ass and shoving his knee between my thighs like he had in my dream. He was starting to wake slightly as he started to take his weight off me, a part of me was aching to bed him not to stop.

“Swiss…” I panted, arching back to try and wake him but also get a little friction. “Swiss wake up.”

He pulled back entirely, suddenly seeming to understand what was going on and I had to bite back a moan. Swiss scrambled away from me, his face actually flushing as the realization set in. I rolled over with a shy blush on my face and tried to reassure him.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. It was just a dream.” I said, hand out calmly.

“I-I’m sorry Darlin’…I don’t quite know what came over me.”

“I-it’s okay, you were asleep. No harm, no foul!” I laughed awkwardly as my face continued to deepen in various shades of pinks and reds. I slipped from the bed and grabbed a towel from the closet before heading towards the bathroom. “I-I’m, uh, just going to get ready for the day before breakfast!”

I was not running away from the super sexy, sleep disheveled ghoul with a raging hard cock sitting in my bed with my cunt throbbed. That wasn’t it at all.

I didn’t even wait for him to say anything, I just slammed the door behind me and hopped right into the cold shower.

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quaildoodle · 6 months

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Swiss I’m free this Veterans Day weekend

#art #the band ghost #drawing #ghost bc #ghost #swiss ghoul fanart #swiss ghoul x reader #swiss ghoul #swiss army ghoul #swiss ghost #multi ghoul

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titlemewickedwonderland · 11 months

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Possess Me (Swiss x Reader)

Summary: Ghouls are misunderstood creatures, they let you see what they want you to see and sometimes that's just their stage personas but behind the masks, they are something else entirely. Y/n got that reality check when one particular ghoul showed his true nature.

Pairings: Swiss x Reader

Triggers: Slight obsessive, possessive, and tsundere Swiss

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He knew she was perfect from the moment she first stepped foot into the Abbey all those months ago. Amid all the new recruits' other bright-eyed and fresh faces, hers stuck out the most. Not because she was dressed differently (all of them wore the same standard Sibling uniform), or because she had distinguishing features that made her stand out from the crowd like piercings, tattoos, or bright-colored hair. But because of the look on her face as she took everything in. It wasn't any less than shining fascination and excitement but it was just the way she looked at everything around her - like she was indeed taking in the splendor of the Abbey and imagining the skill it took to create such details; she looked at everything as if it was a true work of art to be appreciated and most importantly...respected.

Not a lot of people looked at this place as such. A place that held decades of history, secrets, and lore crafted and chiseled over all those many years. She looked at it as the most important place in the world to be cherished and respected. But her look when her gaze landed on the Ghouls of the Abbey was far more gut-wrenching. Not because there was fear or disgust in them, not even confusion. She looked at them - dressed in their usual black attire and silver masks with postures straight and intimidating. She looked at them as if they were something far more precious to reside in this establishment. As if he mattered far more than anything else.

The smile she had given them while everybody else looked on with a sense of apprehension and wariness made something inside him clench; something forming inside of him when her beautiful eyes traveled from one ghoul to the next until they landed on his; even from behind the silver metal of his mask, he could see her eyes land on him - no, not on him but more looking through him. Even from a distance, he knew she was staring straight into his eyes. Without fear, without trepidation, and without a shred of shyness as the corners of her perfect mouth tilted upward into a smile so dazzling it damn near broke his heart. And then she'd waved; the motion catching the attention of the other ghouls as much as him and he swore Rain even gave her a little wave back.

He had sworn that she would not last long. That her sweetness would soon be tainted the longer she stayed within the Abbey as part of its clergy. But months passed and while he watched other siblings of sin fall to carnal pleasures she never did. Somewhere...somehow she found the strength to stay pure. That fact made Swiss crave her all the more.

Even now, a good year of her being within the Abbey; while others of her group had already left unable to deal with the lifestyle. She never left and each day he found new ways to try and get close to her. Her name was Y/n. It wasn't anything fancy; common by most standards but it fit her so well. And Swiss had no problem with getting close to her - daily reminding her in his own flirtatious ways how pretty she was...how well she fit into the Clergy. He had all her attention. Until that...boy, came along and well. Swiss don't share what's his.

Y/n was walking down the hallway, arms fully loaded with stacks of books that were just one short of covering her vision completely as she strolled down the pathway - the soft tapping of her flats drowned out by the voices and hubbub of the Abbey as others siblings were doing their own things. When a figure came out of nowhere; jogging up to her. She turned her head to look over and gave a friendly smile when she noticed Steven, a new recruit who'd only been there a month or so. He was cute with short cropped dirty blond hair slightly longer on top and pretty ocean eyes that watched Y/n with admiration as he lifted a hand to wave at her.

She didn't know him long but she had been one of the siblings that helped him get accustomed to the Abbey; they had chores together a few times and he was always so helpful and friendly with her.

"Hey, Y/n! Those look heavy, would you like some help with those?" he asked as he motioned at the stack of heavy books in her arms.

"Oh! Sure, that'd be appreciated. But aren't you busy with your own chores?" she raised a brow as she glanced back the way he had come to the small group of other siblings who were busy doing their part.

"Ah, yeah I mean I do have them to do but I didn't want you to trip and fall with those books." he replied rubbing the back of his neck.

Y/n's smile tipped up a bit more. "Well, I won't say no to extra help. These books are pretty heavy. Thank you." she finally agreed as Steven grabbed half of the books off of her stack and eased some of her burden, in the process.

"Where are these heading?" Steven was standing too close not that Y/n seemed to realize as they began walking again.

She didn't notice the extra pairs of eyes that followed her from across the court they were walking through as she looked up at Steven while replying. Steven noticed though as he felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise up and caused him to glance behind him as if he was being tailed but saw no one.

"Oh, these are going back to Papa's office," she explained "He had me help with some transcriptions from the Latin books for the next sermon. I was just going to return them to his person shelves." she responded as they walked.

"Ah, I see." the boy licked his lips nervously. "Hey, Y/n...are you close with Papa? I couldn't help but notice how often you interact with him. N-not that I was like...watching you or anything it's just...Papa's a big figure around here and I don't notice him giving any special attention to any of the other siblings besides a few passing words, y'know?" Steven mentioned nervously.

Y/n's brows furrowed thoughtfully, her mouth twisted sideways in a cute little expression. "Oh, I don't know. I'd say so. He often asks for my help because my major in college had been history and language so I've very good with Latin. I just think he doesn't like to do the paperwork himself." her laugh was sweet.

"Why do you ask?"

Steven shrugged. "Nothing...just like I said, he seems to favor you a lot and you're always seen with his ghouls too so...just wondering." he shrugged a shoulder.

The girl smiled fondly at the mention of the ghouls as she looked down as she walked. "Yeah, I suppose that's accurate. They like to make themselves useless when not practicing or being on tour and since I'm, as you mentioned, I am always being sought out by Papa I suppose they see me as a close confidante." she mused before laughing again

"They are amazing creatures aren't they?"

But Steven wasn't laughing. In fact, his face had fallen a bit and twisted into an expression that made Y/n feel uncomfortable when she finally looked up at him.

"I don't think so, no." he replied finally "They give me the ick. They're always so intimidating and just...stand there staring at you like some bad omen. When they aren't causing havoc at least. I don't know how many vases I had to clean up or replace charred marks and broken walls because of them. They're like children...very very disrespectful children." he grumbled.

Y/n stopped in her tracks as she listened to his words; a frown pulling at her mouth as she stared at him. "They aren't bad creatures, Steven. Sure they like to have some fun but I mean...if you threw a big party something would be bound to happen like broken things and a hole in the wall or two. It's no different." she said quietly as she defended the ghouls.

"Seriously? They're literal demons, Y/n!" Steven turned towards her seeing the expression of disapproval on her face.

Y/n took a breath to collect herself before saying anything that would accelerate the issue. "Steven," she said trying to keep her voice calm and even.

"I don't like the way you are speaking about them. The ghouls are incredible creatures; yes, literal demons. They don't harm the siblings and are a great help around the Abbey. Please don't disrespect them like that. Disrespecting them is like insulting and disrespecting Papa and his judgment." she shook her head. "I won't allow it."

Steven just stared at her as if he was rethinking something and didn't notice the figures walking towards them from up the hall. The pair just stared at each other before a smooth voice tinged with dark intent spoke up from behind Steven causing both siblings to turn their attention to the dark-clad figures standing there.

"Is there a problem here?"

Y/n's expression softened slightly upon seeing the familiar silver masks. "Swiss and Aether! What a surprise." her smile widened.

"What are you two doing? Don't you have practice?" she asked tilting her head and watching them with those big innocent eyes she always gave them.

Aether tipped his head and raised a hand to give her a little wave. "Hey there sweetpea," he ignore the not-so-subtle scoff Steven gave before continuing. "Practice just got out! Where are you heading?"

"Oh, just to Papa's office, I finished up those translations he needed help on the other day; just returning his books to him! How'd practice go?" she asked in return and Steven sighed obviously not pleased at this turn of events.

This made Swiss, who had yet to say a word besides his initial approach, to snap his head towards him in such a way one could have mistaken him for Dewdrop if it wasn't for their stature differences.

"Something the matter, Steven?" he asked far too calmly for his usual personality - the tone he used just for his name alone was so condescending that Y/n and Aether both turned to look toward the pair.

"Yeah, actually." Steven straightened up and glared at Swiss. "You're interrupting us." he stated in bravado.

Y/n's mouth opened to scold the boy but Swiss took one large step towards the Brother in a way that was menacing even to Y/n's eyes.

"Is that right?"

Aether absently reached out to grab a hold of Y/n's shoulders and gently pull her away from the pair and wrap an arm around her shoulders to keep her from pushing her way between the agitated males.

"Yeah, that's right. Me and Y/n were busy." Steven had to look up towards Swiss since he was a few inches shorter. "You can say your pleasantries and then go back to whatever you Ghouls do. Like, cause trouble."

Swiss' teeth flashed in his signature swiss smile that was all white straight teeth but the smile was anything but friendly as he bore down on the other; inching downwards until Steven had to take a half step back to gain space.

"Listen to me, you worthless excuse for a mortal boy," Swiss' voice was rough with a demonic edge that caused Steven's eyes to widen a bit in fear. "You don't disrespect Y/n, ever."

"You don't belittle her for her interests, you don't disrespect her preferences, and you sure as hell won't stand here acting all high and mighty as if you have a claim to her."

"Swiss-" Y/n started taking a step forward but Aether's grip tightened and he pulled her back against his side.

"Not the right time, lovie. Let him say his peace...it's better than cleaning up a body." the Quintessence ghoul murmured to her but even he too was watching his packmate like a hawk to make sure he doesn't have to jump in to stop him from tearing the sibling's throat out.

"She isn't yours-" Steven began but Swiss cut him off; literally, with a clawed hand gripping the boy's throat and pulling him closer - the glow of his demonic eyes behind the mask eerie and causing the boy to tremble.

"That's where you are mistaken...Y/n's mine. She's ours. So the next time I see you anywhere near her or talking to her with anything other than respect..." Swiss' head tilted to the side

"I will give you a reason to call us demons of hell."

With that, the Multi-ghoul let go of the other and snatched the stack of books from his grasp before jerking his chin. "Now scram, you haven't finished your assigned chores yet." back was that playful ghoul Y/n was used to as his smile grew from threatening to even worse because he was now smiling like he usually did - all friendly and jokes. All of them knew that was far scarier than the earlier smile he had on because he was playing it off as if nothing happened even while the threat hung heavy in the air.

Nobody would find the body, Y/n was sure of it. She didn't say anything though and just clutched the books tighter to herself but she was not afraid. Steven sort of did ask for it with the way he was speaking about the ghouls; she couldn't find it in herself to feel sorry for him for pissing off Swiss.

But as the sibling scrambled down the hall, tripping over his own two feet, Swiss turned around as if nothing happened before joining his packmate and Sister.

"Papa's office you said?" he asked as he sidled up to them.

"Mhm." Y/n nodded slowly. Aether let go of the girl and instead grabbed the stack of books she was holding before the pair began escorting her down the hall toward Papa's office.

They did not say anything as they walked and said nothing still while they put away the books but as Aether left the room to wait in the hall it was only Swiss and Y/n left in the office. The Sister was busy writing down a note for Papa on a sticky note on the desk when she felt a presence behind her. She straightened up but didn't look back at Swiss.

"You didn't have to threaten him, you know." her voice was soft in the quietness of the office.

Swiss tilted his head to watch the side of her face as he idly picked up a strand of her hair. "Oh, but I did, sweetheart. He disrespected you. No one does that." he replied casually but there was a lilt in his voice that made Y/n turn her head to look at him; not that she would see much with the mask on but her eyes met him through the mask and she found herself entangled in their colors.

"It's not about the disrespect Swiss. I could have handled it, I was handling it." she protested quietly with a pointed look. "Tell me the truth, because I know that display out there wasn't because someone disrespected me. You would have just given him a slap on the wrist with a well-placed Swiss-style insult."

She turned around to find his body caging her against the edge of the desk. "That display out there, that was something different entirely." she scanned the mask as if she was trying to see his expression through the metal.

"Do you really want me to say it?" the ghoul gripped the edge of the desk on either side of her as he bent his frame over hers.

"I'm not stupid Swiss but I think it's warranted to say out loud so that it's in the air." she raised her chin stubbornly; casting her face closer to his by default as her bright eyes stared up daringly into his.

A rumble vibrated in his chest and but she didn't feel intimidated or scared even when she felt the leathery tip of his tail snaking up her leg and tightening like a boa around her thigh while his large hands gripped her waist; the sharp tips of his claws digging into the soft flesh beneath her habit to pull her closer until they were chest to chest.

"You are mine, Y/n." his voice was deep as he stared down into her wide eyes. "You've been mine since the first damned time you laid your eyes on me. No one. no one threatens to take you away from me."

Y/n breath lodged in her throat as she reached up to cup his jaw; feeling the stubble growing there - rough and prickly against her fingertips. "You're an idiot." her words made him pause as she let it out in a controlled breath.

"One big idiot. To ever think anybody could compare to you." her hands gripped his collar and yanked him down to crash her lips against his, that was anything but sweet.

Teeth clanked and nipped, hands gripped tight and yanked until there were bruises surely to be left until oxygen burned out and she pulled back; crashing against the desk to steady herself as she bit her bottom lip swollen from his bites and kisses.

"And," she finally breathed out. "You're a bigger idiot for thinking that you were the only one with an obsession, Swiss." his name left her lips like a taunt as she gave him a slow curling smile that had his blood boiling.

That look alone made the Multi-ghoul surge forward only to be stopped by her hand gripping his collar just centimeters before he could latch his mouth over hers again.

"But I'm not easy." she used her grip on his collar to push him back a few steps before straightening herself up. "And I won't be easy to catch." she brushed past him to leave the room.

Swiss chuckled low; echoing in the empty room with a darkness only those of hell could achieve. As Y/n began leaving the room she heard his parting words and they caused a thrill to race through her blood.

"Run... run... run, little rabbit. The hunt is on."

Taglist: @darklylucid @strawberry-moonpies

#Ghost #Ghost Band #ghost swedish band #swiss #swiss multi ghoul #swiss ghoul x reader #swiss x reader #swiss ghoul #multi ghoul

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eternal-kosmo-ghoul · 5 months

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Your writing is some of my favourite but I need my fill of Swiss fics!!!!! Can I request either smut or fluff with our fav multi ghoul, maybe reader being horny after seeing him during a ritual (he’s been so feral. He kills me.) , female reader pleaseeeee🖤🖤

“lights, camera, action”

❤︎ synopsis — after a rather risqué performance from swiss, you’re left needy and aching for some love… luckily, he’s there to fix that for you

pairing: swiss ghoul x fem!reader

theme: smut ❣︎

a/n: yayyy i get to write a fic for swiss!! thanks so much for the request. i got a little nasty with this one, so i hope you enjoy <33

cw: nsfw content. dirty talk. slight degradation. biting. fingering. tail fucking. tit worshipping. oral sex (f receiving, only at the end). bickering between reader and swiss during sex

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coming home from that breathtaking ritual was truly an experience to say the least. y/n stretched her arms and let out a couple of yawns as she settled into her apartment.

what a night to remember. oh that was truly a wonderful show. y/n knew it was so worth it, especially since she got to see her most favorite ghoul on stage.

oh swiss, he just knew how to put on a show.

as y/n was about to tune in for the night, she felt an otherworldly presence sneak into her humble abode. curious, ghoulish eyes piqued from behind her back, and she already knew who it was, smiling from his sudden appearance.

“missed me that much, eh?”

“of course i did, you little tease…”

the multi ghoul let out an affectionate purr and hugged his lover from behind. y/n just let out an amused giggle, holding onto her ghoulish partner’s arms while he rested his chin on her head.

swiss’ purrs emitted vibrations that indicated his excitement upon seeing y/n, just showing how much he loved her. it’s been a long tour, going through venue after venue it’s about time swiss is able to rewind with his most favorite person in the whole world.

“did you like it?” swiss asked with an almost knowing tone, his tail moving to wrap around y/n’s waist tenderly.

y/n knew that tone of voice anywhere.

she just snickered, almost amused by how clingy her lover was. “like what?”

“oh you know, the performance.” swiss confirmed with a smirk dawning on his face. “the performance i made specifically for you, babe?”

how could y/n forget? oh she just couldn’t. that little tease of a multi ghoul, he knew exactly what he was doing on stage.

grinding down on the stage, moving his fingers in such a provocative way, dancing so damn suggestively that any girl who could’ve been watching probably had their panties dropped to the floor.

oh and his vocals. it was the cherry on top. it was like swiss was just entrancing people with his very performance, charming them with just his sheer charisma and beauty. swiss knows he’s hot shit, and he puts that to his advantage so well.

the colorful lights were all drawn to him, cameras capturing every move and lyric, and the actions of his performance drove everyone wild. it really was a spell cast on the audience.

but of course, swiss caters his performance specifically for his beloved.

“oh honey, how could i forget?” y/n spoke almost suavely, her fingers tracing over swiss’ arm, drawing patterns along his veins. “you were so… daring tonight, my love. it was quite exhilarating.”

swiss smirked, a toothy yet flirty grin present on his face. his tail moved around her waist and snaked between her thighs, keeping his grip from behind y/n strong and tight.

“mmmh.. good to know you enjoyed it. i did some extra special movements for you.” swiss whispered huskily, his mouth nipping at her earlobe lovingly while his tail tightened around the plush of her thigh.

“all for you to see…” he rasped out, practically panting.

y/n gasped at these actions, noticing how touchy swiss was getting. she could sense his heat catalyzing off of her own. the spade of his tail crept under her skirt, and she just sighed deeply.

swiss was able to sense how… worked up y/n was from his performance. i mean, can you blame the gal? the way swiss moved in such a hypnotizing way… goddamn was it arousing.

but the scent of y/n’s arousal only served to awaken swiss’ demonic instinct, the instinct that screamed for swiss to fuck every fiber of his being into the very person that caused him to experience such heat.

she just let out a soft moan when swiss’ tail moved further up her skirt. “nngh… getting excited now are we?”

“heh… you’re one to talk.. you were the one getting horny over my singing and dancing in the pit.” swiss retorted back in a raspy tone, his voice already dripping with desire. “it’s your fucking fault that i’m like this right now.”

y/n only let out a lusty chuckle, grinding her ass teasingly into the hardened tent inside of swiss’ pants, making the multi ghoul let out a loud, guttural groan from the friction.

“heh.. my my… you’re acting like a little bunny in heat. damn swiss… you’re so horny just from my presence.” y/n teased, knowing damn well it was her own hormones that caused swiss to be acting the way he was.

it wasn’t swiss’ fault that the very woman before him was so goddamn sexy. he was a reactive demon too, so of course getting a whiff of that promiscuous scent catalyzing off of her body was going to get the multi ghoul’s pants wet and his mouth salivating from pure, carnal desire.

“fuck you, you know it’s your fault.” swiss grunted out, pulling y/n back into his lap as he sat on her bed, forcing her to stay on him. “you just know how to get my dick hard.”

“damn right i do, because i know i’m just that good at making you so horny.” she snickered.

swiss sneered and let out a scoff, the smooth skin of his tail rubbing against y/n’s wet panties, making her sigh heavenly from it.

“tch, and you’re making fun of me for being rock hard. look at yourself, you’re practically dripping a river all over yourself.” he jeered teasingly, making y/n roll her eyes.

“literally go fuck yourself.”

“nah, i would prefer it if it were your hands on my cock instead of my own.”

y/n was about to shoot back another smartass comment, but the spade of swiss’ tail prodded at her slick entrance, penetrating her hole through her soaking laced underwear.

“ah fuck!”

“ahh there we go, there’s that needy little fuckhole.”

y/n’s hastened breathes quickly morphed into moans of pure delight and bliss. the fabric of her silky panties brushed against the sensitive skin of her pussy while swiss fucked his tail into her.

“such a tight little slut you are, just the way i like it.” swiss growled into y/n’s ear, one of his hands slipping underneath her shirt and massaging her breast.

he let out a groan when he realized she wasn’t wearing a bra.

“and no bra too? damn… someone’s been feeling extra naughty tonight~” his voice was filled with nothing but promiscuous delight, and the look in y/n’s eyes fueled that itching hunger.

“didn’t feel like it.” she answered simply, almost innocently too, but y/n was definitely far from innocent.

“what a bad girl.” swiss chided, continuing to rub her breast while his tail slowly moved in and out of her slick hole. “i love it.”

y/n’s signature smirk appeared on her face again.

“you’re such a freak, swiss.”

“fuck yeah i am, and now you’re stuck with me to deal with it.”

she just chuckled. “what? you’re gonna give me a show or something?”

he only scoffed in response, as if he was being challenged. “oh you bet your ass i’m gonna give you a show to remember.”

the multi ghoul nipped at the skin of y/n’s neck and plunged his tail deeper into her pulsing walls, feeling every inch of her sensitive muscles constrict around his tail while he worshipped her tits.

“so you better sit still and look pretty while i fuck every thought out of you, because this will be a night you will never forget.”

every touch on y/n’s body sent electrifying shockwaves of pleasure up and down her body. she couldn’t resist those angelic sounding moans coming out of her lips.

“g-god fuuuck swiss…” she managed to sigh out in an almost entranced manner.

swiss cursed underneath his breath and unbuttoned her blouse with his other hand, exposing her perky, hardened nipples that swiss was flicking with his fingers.

“shit, you’re so goddamn tight around me, and we haven’t even gotten to the main event yet.” he snickered, groaning in satisfaction as he felt y/n’s dripping wet cunt tighten around his tail.

he trailed his demonic claws down gently down y/n’s body, tracing invisible lines across her delicate skin as his fingers neared her entrance. swiss hummed, and used his fingers to roll her sensitive clit between them, eliciting higher pitched gasps from her.

“ah… ahh! nngh!” y/n moaned shamelessly.

“there we go… don’t stop making those slutty sounds.” swiss rasped out, moving one hand to massage y/n’s spongy pussy while the other kept rubbing her breasts.

his tail kept on moving in and out of her sex, some of the dripping liquids lubing up his tail. he just sighed at the feeling, and slowly moved his fingers to curl inside of y/n’s cunt.

she couldn’t hold back those sinful moans from that one.

swiss was definitely putting on one hell of a performance for both him and y/n tonight. and it was certainly a deceptive dance of kinky desires.

“fuck! swiss! i’m gonna cum! m’gonna cum!” y/n babbled out almost incoherently, and swiss only but into her neck harder.

“do it. cum all over my fucking tail like the dirty whore you are.” swiss degraded, each cutting word only getting y/n more aroused.

staying seated in swiss’ lap, y/n’s body convulsed wildly and she threw her head back on swiss’ shoulder, letting out a sheer cry of pure euphoria as she orgasmed all over swiss’ tail and fingers.

her slick and sticky cum creamed all over the ghoul’s tail, and he purred in delight, slowly pulling his tail out of her slippery cunny, a trail of cum and fluids dripping from the hole. her panties was hanging off of the side of her leg, slipping from underneath her skirt.

what an erotic sight it was.

swiss let out a soft chirp of happiness and ran his fingers through her soft hair affectionately, allowing for y/n to catch her breath.

“good job, honey… you did so good..” swiss praised, hoisting up y/n into his lap while he cradled her.

he was treating her like a delicate flower, which was a complete contrast to his rather quick and hard finger movements, but y/n liked this tender side to swiss.

“now that’s what i call a performance…” y/n uttered out breathlessly, giving swiss a lopsided smile from behind, and he just chuckled.

“oh baby… that was just a taste, a preview. there’s so much more before we even get to the encore.”

y/n was visibly interested by these words, turning around to give swiss that same old naughty look.

taking this as an invitation, swiss smirked and moved his body slowly, his movement smooth and precise, like a predator eyeing its prey.

swiss practically slithered between her legs, his head dipping underneath her skirt and his strong arms wrapping around y/n’s thighs to keep her in place. she let out an excited little giggle, watching swiss’ horns poke up from underneath her skirt.

“round two?” y/n asked deviously, lifting up her skirt to meet swiss’ gaze.

the multi ghoul only returned that lustful grin, sticking his tongue out at her teasingly.

“round two.” he repeated, reaffirming her words.

swiss dived his head between her legs, lapping at her cunt while he listened to her erotic, yet melodic moans.

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ghulehthezombiequeen · 9 months

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stay with me - swiss ghoul x reader

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Author’s note: Hey ghesties I was in the mood to write some heart-wrenching angst because I love it sm, also this is my first ghost fic I’ve ever written so yeah hope you like it and requests are always open :) also any ghouls I write for are to be read as the characters, not the people behind the masks. Enjoy!!

Other things to note: reader’s gender is not mentioned, reader and swiss are in an established relationship, reader’s mental health is not the greatest, reader has a black cat named Jiji, reader is in the 3rd year of college.

Warnings: ANGST ANGST ANGST, slightly suggestive towards the end, hurt/comfort, no pronouns used for reader (swiss calls reader 'baby')

Word count: 1569 words

You had secluded yourself in your room, fuming. You and Swiss had just had a massive argument, the whole time you just felt arguing with him was pointless; but he wouldn’t give up. This time he had really hurt you, saying that if you weren’t going to support him, maybe you two should break up. Jiji, your teeny ball of adorable darkness, trotted over to you and rubbed its head on your leg. You sighed and picked him up, holding him close to your chest. You gave him a few kisses and he mewed as you sat down on your bed.

“..Jiji.. what am I gonna do.. he won’t listen to me..” You whispered softly as you pet him. He mewed again in response, softly purring on your arms. You chuckled lightly, then felt a few tears welling in your eyes.

“This whole thing just feels like…” you trailed off, mostly talking to yourself. You sniffed as tears started to fall. “..Maybe he’s right.. y’know?.. Maybe I am destined to be alone forever…” You held Jiji a bit tighter, trying not to cry.

Suddenly, as if he had a sixth sense, Swiss barged into your room. “Baby.. baby, I’m so sorry.. please don’t cry.. I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean it..” He said quickly, rushing over to hug you. Jiji leapt from your arms and laid on the bed, right on your pillow.

You stood up as he wrapped his arms around you, hugging you tightly. You sobbed into his chest, your hands holding onto his shirt tightly.

“Shh.. I’m sorry baby, I’m so sorry.. I didn’t mean to say what I said, I’m so sorry..” Swiss whispered, rubbing your back soothingly as you continued to cry. After a few minutes of crying, you had calmed down a bit and started to speak. “..S-Swiss, I-“

He cut you off by placing a soft kiss to your lips. You stood in shock for a few seconds, another tear falling down your cheek. You kissed him back gently. “Shh.. ‘m so sorry, baby.. I never meant to make you feel alone..” He apologized over and over as he pulled away briefly to look into your eyes.

“…if I’m being honest.. maybe you’re right..” You started, looking down. “..you know I don’t have enough money to follow you everywhere for your tours.. and then there’s my schooling..” Your voice catches in your throat as it hurt to say those words aloud.

“…Wait.. What? What- what are you saying, love?” Swiss stared at you in shock and confusion. He had never thought that you would’ve actually thought of ending your relationship with him.

“…y’know.. maybe we should take a break.. you’re always gone and.. and I need someone to be here for me, physically, for when I need hugs.. you know what I mean..?” You whispered, still looking down. It broke your heart to say those words, but maybe it really was for the best.

He froze, his heart shattering inside his chest. His eyes got wide as he just looked at you.

“A.. A break…?” He stuttered, as if not believing what you said. “What do you mean? You want to... You want to... Be... Be away from me.. When I’m here..?” He asked, his voice sounding scared and he felt his eyes welling up.

It broke your heart to see how badly your words had hurt him.

“Take a break…” he repeated to himself, as if the words had just registered into his brain.

“But that means... That means... No more... No more... Kisses? No more... hugs... No more... Cuddling...? No more Jiji..?” His voice cracks towards the end of the sentence, now starting to cry. “Why…?” He asked, trying to stop you.

“Please... Please don’t do this..“He looked at you as if he was begging and his eyes were filled with desperate tears... He didn't want to do this, he didn't want to let you go.

You looked back up at him as you heard him start to cry.

“..I- I’m sorry, Swiss… b-but if you think that might be best-“

“No! No, I don’t think that’s the best!” Swiss exclaimed immediately. “Look, I- I let my temper get to the best of me, okay? I’m sorry I said that.. I didn’t mean it. Please, baby, don’t go.. I need you..“ He pleaded desperately, now starting to sob as well.

You just stared at him longingly, feeling very guilty as you watched him cry. You started to cry as well, bringing a hand to your moth to try and stifle your sobs. “Please... I'm sorry... I'll do... I'll do anything... Please…” He begged again, holding you tighter. You sniffed. “..’m sorry, Swiss.. I’m so sorry..” You pulled away, wiping your tears. He stared at you in shock, deeply hurt. “..W-What do you mean..? You’re not… you’re not breaking up with me.. are you..?” He whispered.

“I…” You were at a loss for words. You couldn’t bring yourself to actually break up with him. He was too perfect. You felt so terrible for doing this. “..Please.. don’t look at me like that..” You silently begged. He smiled sadly, caressing your cheeks with both his hands. He looked at you for a moment, then he leaned closer and he started kissing you tenderly, his lips meeting yours passionately and softly. He wasn't trying to be too quick, he just wanted to feel your body against him. He wanted to feel safe and loved by you again.

You let out a soft whimper as you felt him kiss you. You stepped back a bit, but kissed him back softly. You pulled away briefly. “…Swiss.. I…”

He stayed quiet for a few moments, but he kept kissing you. He was slowly picking up the pace, feeling you against him as his lips went down to your neck. “You're so beautiful... I missed your skin... I missed everything about you…” He whispered. He put his arm around your waist and he smiled, his eyes closed. For a few moments he felt safe and he felt free, he felt like nothing bad could happen now that he was with you again.

“Mm… S-Swiss.. please..” You put your hand on top of one of his to pull his arm off your waist, but instead it lingers. He looked at you, not believing you were still trying to end it. He was hurt so much that he didn't know how to answer you for a moment, he stayed silent. He started to open his mouth to say something, but then he closed it. He couldn't say anything... He felt like his words were trapped inside his throat.

“Why…?” He asked softly. “Why do you want to... Break... U-us…?” He paused and his voice started to break now. He was about to cry again.

“Please, baby... Please... I love... I love you, I…”

He choked on his words and he covered his face to muffle his cry. “I can't... I can't do this... I can’t… I need you, baby..”

In that moment you regretted everything. You hated hurting him, and it just broke your heart to pieces to see him like this.

“I’m so sorry, Swiss.. I’m so sorry.. I didn’t mean to hurt you..” You said in a quiet voice, hugging him tightly as you sobbed. He was held you as tight as he could without hurting you, his voice sounding broken and almost whispering.

“I love you…”

He kept looking at your face as he kissed you and he tried to make you happy, to make you stay.

“I.. I need you... Please, don't... Don't leave me...

He was caressed your face, and he kissed you again, a little more passionately than before.

“Please... Please... Baby…” He mumbled between kisses, and you felt his tears fall as well as yours. He was desperate and he didn't want you to go.

You kissed him back with the same passion, feeling terrible. Your arms wrapped themselves around his neck, pulling him in closer as you two continued to kiss each other, both still crying. “I love you.. I’m so sorry, Swiss.. I’m so sorry..” You repeated every time in between kisses.

“I love you... I love you…” He repeated his words, his voice breaking again as he continued to kiss you.

Eventually he backed you up to the bed and you both sat down, still giving each other short but passionate kisses. You pulled away, sobbing. “..I’m sorry.. I didn’t mean to hurt you… I feel terrible..” Your voice cracks, and he wipes your tears, disregarding his own. He smiled sadly.

“..No, no… Don’t be sorry.. I’m the one that should be sorry.. I made you feel like I didn’t want you anymore.. I should’ve controlled my temper.. I’m so sorry.. Will you ever forgive me..?” He pulled you into his arms again, having you sit on his lap. You buried your face into his neck, holding onto his shirt tightly, letting a few last quiet sobs out. He rubbed your back soothingly, not caring that you got his shirt wet. “Shh… it’ll be okay..” He whispered. “..Will you ever forgive me…?”

You nodded. “Yes.. yes, of course.. of course I forgive you. I love you.” You whispered with a smile.

He smiled contently, resting his head on yours gently. “Thank you…” he whispered, continuing to rub your back and humming softly soon after, lulling you to sleep.

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fruityrituals · 8 months

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swiss ghoul x fem reader

summary: swiss acts on his feelings about a new tattoo you got dedicated to the ghouls

cw: explicit, unprotected sex, breeding, bondage, breath play, oral, blood, mask kink

(18+) / MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

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(divider below from @cafekitsune) | pics above from pinterest

Today is the first time in a while that you have a lot of alone time. The ghouls and papa have been on a break from tour for a couple months now and today they've started doing practices since tour starts again in a couple weeks. You had no idea what to do with your day without the multi-ghoul. After cleaning your’s and Swiss’ room, doing some chores around the ministry, and giving yourself bangs, you look at yourself in the mirror after a shower and look over all your tattoos and decide that its time for a new one. The last few months, you have been thinking about getting a tattoo dedicated to the current Ghost era since they would be changing a lot of things soon and you want to have some type of permanent memory since you met Swiss in their current era. You get a tattoo of the ghouls helmet on your hip and once you get home, you strip down staying in just your black lace thong and bra with your knee high socks and laid in bed listening to music waiting for Swiss to get back. You know your ghoul and know that this tattoo will get some type of reaction out of him.

Swiss gets home about an hour later walking through the door of your room still dressed in his helmet and stage clothing as he says “i really need a bath i’m very sweaty and smelly and i-”. He pauses when he sees you in the bed in your lace. He quickly shuts the door behind him and quietly walks over to the bed. You were laying on your stomach with headphones on and reading a book so you don’t hear him come in. He observes your body as he starts to undo his vest, then tilts his head when his eyes reach the new tattoo. When he notices you don’t know he’s there, he lets his tail come around, caress your tattoo, then the tip of his tail slaps your ass. You jolt and turn around quickly looking up at Swiss with a hand over your chest “you scared the shit out of me!”. Swiss points at the tattoo as he keeps his eyes on it and says “whats that?”. You grin looking from him, to the tattoo, then back up at him “a little memory of the era i met you in, also to show my love for all of you guys. you like it?”. Swiss grins under his helmet as he takes off his vest and starts undoing his shirt taking that off too leaving him in hit helmet, pants and boots “undo my pants” he says as he looks down at you on the bed. You quickly crawl over to the edge of the bed in front of him as you run your hands down his torso first then undid his belt. Swiss was already bulging beneath the fabrics and it doesn’t take you long to eagerly undo his pants letting his dick spring out. You bite your lip looking up at him as you watch his chest rise and fall, “suck”. You grinned wrapping a hand around his length and place your other hand on his thigh as you spit on his tip before you start stroking his cock. He immediately moans knocking his head back as his tail comes around and wraps around your neck. You swirl your tongue on the tip and then take him into your mouth hitting the back of your throat each time as he moans out “fuck, such a good girl” as his tail tightens around your neck. You guys have safe words and gestures if you ever need him to stop, but if you couldn’t speak, your gesture was tapping his thighs, so he puts both your hands in his thighs as he wraps your hair in his fists and thrusts into your mouth taking all of him until you’re gagging on him. His tail wraps tighter around your neck until the edge of your vision starts tunneling and your head becomes hazy. After a couple more thrusts and his tail tightening, tap both his thighs with your hands 3 times and he loosens his tail and releases your head quickly pulling you up into his arms. He kisses your neck as you catch your breath and let you vision come back to you.

Once he hears your breathing evened out, he shoves you on your back onto the bed and quickly rips off your panties. You adjust yourself so your hips are half way off the edge of the bed as you watch him kick off his boots and the rest of his clothes, he then pulls off his helmet and he had a smirk on his face as he places the helmet on your head and secures the buckle under the chin since it was too big for you. You grin up at him then bite your lip as he gets on his knees beside the bed. His tail comes around and runs along your tattoo on your hip and around your pelvis then to your clit making you jolt and let out a soft whine. Swiss lines up his cock to your entrance slowly pushing into you as you drop your head back letting out a relieved moan. He grips your hips with both hands making you flinch as he sinks inside of you all the way to the hilt. Swiss only give you 10 seconds to adjust before he grunts and starts thrusting inside of you. He takes one hand off of the tattooed hip trailing his hand up and down your body then up to your neck wrapping his hand around it. You start to sweat already with the helmet on and you cant see him that well because it doesn’t fit you right. His tail is rubbing against your sensitive bud as he thrusts into you “you look so hot with my helmet on baby while you’re taking my cock like such a good girl”. His praises and the pace of his cock ramming into you combined with his tail working your clit sends your head tilting back causing you to arch your back and moan out his name.

Swiss wraps his arms around you as he pulls you to his chest and stands up from the ground while still buried deep inside of you. He sit on the bed putting his back against the headboard and settles you into his lap. You readjust yourself as you place your hands on the headboard above his head and start bouncing in his lap. Swiss lets out a whiny moan as he undoes the strap of the helmet and take it off of you “i need to kiss you and see your beautiful fucking face” he wraps one hand on the back of your neck and starts kissing you roughly as you both moan on each other. You pull away from the kiss after a few moments and look down at him and find him looking up at you with such lustful eyes and you say “so you like my new tattoo then?” You grin at him as he takes one of your nipples into his mouth sucking on it then bit it softly looking up at you through his lashes before pulling his mouth away and says “fucking love it baby and i love you” he kisses your neck and you moan out “i love you too” then you both kiss each other roughly again. You feel your orgasm sneaking up and he knows it as he feels your walls tighten around him. He shakes his head and pulls out of you causing you to gasp. You glare at him “what the fuck Swiss!” he grins as he puts his hand over your mouth and says “not yet baby” and removes his hans from your mouth and kisses you gently before moving you off his lap “hands and knees now”

You quickly move onto your hands and knees on the bed and he gets behind you. He leans over you as he pushes your face down into the bed leaving your ass in the air, then he takes your hands putting them behind your back and his tail comes around and secures your wrists together. Your heart is racing and your squirming and dripping on the bed waiting for him to absolutely rail you from behind. Swiss leans down running his tongue up your back, then he sinks his teeth into your shoulder biting you drawing blood. Your legs tighten together as you squirm a bit and he licks the blood from your shoulder then slaps your ass “spread your legs”. You let out a yelp and flinch as you keep your legs together liking to push him over the edge. He leans down and presses his lips to your ear “did you hear me? i told you to spread your legs and i wont ask again”. That sends shivers down your spine straight to your core as you reply “make me”. Swiss lets out a low chuckle as he sits back up and slaps your ass with both hands then leans down and sinks his teeth into your hip right above your fresh tattoo. You gasp letting out a whine into the bed as you give in and spread your legs for him and he replies with a “good fucking girl” then thrusts into you without warning sending a loud moan passed your lips as you bite the bedsheets. He starts thrusting into you at a harsh pace. The sting from him slapping your ass, the pain from the bites he made combined with his tail restraining your wrist and his dick slamming into you makes you feel like you are about to scream and come undone. He grips your hair with one hand pulling your head back as he continues his pace. You start to tighten around him and he moans at the feeling as he wraps a hand around to you neck and pulls you up flush against his chest as he thrusts up into you like that. His hand tightens around your neck as he whispers into your ear “i’m going to fill you up baby”. You nod quickly letting out a whine as you grip his arm and you quickly come undone and he follows close behind you as you both moan out and he empties deep inside of you as his thrusts become sloppy. He leans back on his heels as he wraps one arm around your torso and keeps the other hand around your neck as he kisses your lips roughly and keeps you there for a few more moments before slowly pulling out of you with a groan.

Swiss scoops you up right away carrying you to the bathroom setting you on the toilet as he starts filling the tub with warm water. As the tub fills, he walks over and stands in front of you cupping your cheeks and leans down kissing your lips very slow and sweet. You both smile on each others lips as he whispers “i love you” and you reply with and “i love you too”. He helps you into the tub once its filled and he sits behind you with his legs on either side. It always made you chuckle when he takes a bath with you because he was too big for it with his knees sticking out of the water above the edge of the tub. He takes a wash cloth wrapping his arms around you as he gently washed your body for you, then your hair. You return the favor to him and once you’re both out the shower and in bed, he walks over to you with some ointment for your tattoo. He kisses your ghoul tattoo then applies the healing ointment on it gently. Once he gets into bed, he pulls you flushed against his chest and you both sleep tangled with each other.

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bupia · 9 months

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What if I said 20 (nighttime) with Swiss ghoul…

Going to bed at night: Swiss, Ghoul

“Good night, my love.”

It was the first time you two were going to spend the night together. After a long tour schedule, your Ghoul, Swiss, was finally free to meet you. You had been eagerly anticipating his arrival, and all you needed was his comforting presence beside you tonight.

Hours passed, and there was no sign of him. Doubts began to creep into your mind. Had you gotten the date wrong? Was he not coming back today? Feeling disappointed, you decided to blow out the candle on your bedside table, preparing to settle in for the night.

Just as you closed your eyes and started to drift off to sleep, you felt the bed move, causing you to snap awake. Turning your head, you saw Swiss, standing there. He was unmasked, and unclothed.

"Swiss? What..." you started to say, confused by his sudden appearance.

"Oh, my! I didn't mean to wake you up," he apologized, looking sheepish.

You sat up. "It's okay, Swiss. I'm just glad you're here. I thought you weren't coming."

He gave you a warm smile, coming closer to the bed. "I'm sorry it took me so long. The tour was more exhausting than I anticipated, but I couldn't wait to be with you."

You reached out to take his hand. "I'm glad you're here now. I missed you."

He climbed into bed beside you, wrapping his arms around you. "I missed you too, little one. I couldn't wait to hold you in my arms."

You snuggled into his embrace, feeling a sense of comfort. This was the best sensation in the world, having him close to you like this, it was magical.

"Let's just sleep now, I'm very tired." He yawned.

You nodded, closing your eyes, feeling the comfort of his presence. "Good night, Swiss," you whispered, feeling grateful for his presence.

"Good night, my love," he murmured, placing a soft kiss on your forehead. "Sleep well."

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ghostedghouls · 10 months

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make it hurt

✢ in an attempt to save himself from more hurt, dew decides to hurt swiss the only way he knows he can.

✢ pairing: Swiss x gn!reader / Dew x Swiss (not romantically)

✢ genre: angst

✢ warnings: manipulation, dew is an asshole, trauma, swiss has a dark past, mentioned murder, hurt/no comfort, dew has issues i dont blame him

✢ a/n: the romantic pairing is reader x swiss, but the story focuses more on dewdrop/ dewdrop x swiss because I wanted to explore this dynamic (and also hurt swiss whoops). Also this got way longer than i wanted it to be so maybe i’ll have to do a part 2 bc i cant stand bad endings :( | not beta read sorry

Dew was known for being the most difficult of the ghouls. He was known for his temper and anger, the heated arguments and the venom in his words.

Dew was known for his low blows.

The other ghouls knew that Dew hardly meant the things he said in a fit of anger and rage. At first the words had stung. The fire ghoul had a talent for finding the most hurtful words and digging deep, reaching for things he knew would provoke a reaction from the others; preferably anger or hurt. And oh boy, was it hurtful at times.

But the better the ghouls got to know him, the more they learned not to take the words to heart, no matter how hard it was at times. They knew it was his way of protecting himself, his way of making sure the other person stopped digging into him, stopped prying open old wounds. It was his way of making sure nobody would ever break down the walls that he so carefully had built around himself.

But even though the ghouls tried to not let the words get to them, they always eventually did. Dew knew how to get under their skin, tear open their wounds so his own could stay closed. A low blow from Dew would usually end the argument, the other ghoul too angry, shocked or hurt to continue the conversation.

But not with Swiss. Not today.

Swiss stood his ground as the fire ghoul spat insult after insult at him. His arms were crossed in front of his broad chest as he listened to the never-ending stream of words, carefully picked out by the smaller ghoul to dig into Swiss’ insecurities and worries. But Swiss saw through Dew easily. He knew that he was trying to deflect from his own worries and traumas. So he stood there and took the verbal abuse because he knew Dew didn’t mean it. Never did.

Swiss was by far one of the hardest ghouls to truly anger. He was very forgiving, especially with the smallest ghoul. He tended to laugh things off or talk things out right away as to not leave an argument unresolved. If the other ghoul thought about it, he had never seen Swiss even remotely angry. There were times where he seemed pissed off but never really angry.

“Are you done yet, firefly?” The nickname sounded sour on Swiss’s tongue and Dew almost visibly recoiled. But he knew better than to show a reaction. He had to be indifferent, hide that he was vunerable. But the comment had thrown him off and his brain short-circuited long enough for Swiss to finally get a word in.

“You stand here and go about your little spiel like you always do, Dew. But we both know you don’t mean it. You can curse and scream at me all you want; it won’t change a thing. There wasn’t even a real argument to begin with. You got your fragile ego hurt and now you’re foaming at the mouth like a rabid animal.”

Dewdrop growled at that. Low in his throat as his tail swished angrily behind himself. It was true, and that was what angered the fire ghoul the most. Satanas, Dew had already forgotten what the whole argument was even about. He was only arguing for the sake of getting Swiss off his tail. To hurt the multi ghoul so that he wouldn’t end up being hurt himself. The other ghoul was entirely too calm for his liking and it scared Dewdrop. It scared him that he didn’t have control of the conversation. It scared him that Swiss knew exactly what he was trying to archive. Scared him that he was so fucking vunerable in front of someone after he had sworn himself to never be open like that again. He opened his mouth to say something he knew would hurt Swiss, but the other ghoul was faster to speak.

“Do you know what I think? I think you’re getting so defensive because you know I am right. You know you don’t even mean a single thing you say to us all the time. Because you’re scared to let someone - for once in your goddamn life - into that head of yours. Because you’re so fucking scared that if you let someone in, they will tear you down from the inside. Because you know you couldn’t take that again.” Swiss’s words seemed harsh but he was calm, somewhat encouraging even.

But Dewdrop was seething where he was standing. He felt like he was vibrating with anger. His fists were balled up so tightly, he could feel the sharp claws dig into his own flesh. His fangs were clenched so tightly, he was afraid they would break off under the pressure. If he’d had just a little less self control, he would have launched himself at the multi ghoul and ripped into him with claws and teeth. Copia and the clergy be damned. They would send him back to the pit for killing another ghoul, but he couldn’t care less in that moment.

Where did the multi ghoul get the audacity to dig into Dew’s head like that? Rip him open piece be piece and present him with his own thoughts. It sent him into a frenzy.

In that moment Dewdrop felt truly lost. There was no thing he could say to Swiss to make him stop, to make him leave. Dew nearly choked on his own spit. His throat felt tight as he tried to swallow. It became apparent that the fire ghoul wasn’t the only one who knew how to hurt others deeply.

Dew bared his fangs at Swiss and hissed. It wasn’t intentional, a leftover instinct from the pit that was generally considered bad manners by the higher clergy members. Swiss stood calmly but his tail jerked once, showing that he wasn’t immune to the feral display of agression from his bandmate.

And with a last growl, Dewdrop turned on his heel and left Swiss standing in the hallway. He felt humiliated and hurt. He was never the one to leave an argument, had never lost to the others. In his mind he was thinking of a thousand things he could do to hurt Swiss. The argument might have been over, but he wouldn’t - no, couldn’t - let the multi ghoul get away with this. He had to do something that would truly and utterly destroy the taller ghoul.

He was still seething as he stumbled through the clergy hallways. A few siblings he came across had fled once they saw him. Good, he thought, at least he was still respected by the siblings. They would never dare to talk to him the way Swiss did. Would never dare to pry into his head like that. They knew they couldn’t because he would rip them to shreds if they tried. Just like how he should have done with dear Swiss, he thought angrily, his fists clenched again.

He marched through the hallways for a little longer before something caught his eyes. And suddenly it felt like he was presented with a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity sent by the hellish father lucifer himself.

You.

How had Dewdrop not thought of that before? Swiss’s little romance he had going on with you. It was still fresh, long months of ‘will-they-won’t-they’ finally turned into little kisses and shared nights. And that turned into actual feelings. Swiss had never officially told you how he felt, Dew knew that, but he could smell it on the multi ghoul. And he could smell it on you too. With renewed vigor (and anger) he walked up to you.

Should he grab you and hurt you? Should he leave your body bloodied with bitemarks and drag you back into the ghoul den? The smell of your blood would be so overwhelming it would surely sent the multi ghoul into overdrive. A perverted satisfaction spread through Dew’s body at the thought. The satisfaction of truly hurting Swiss in the most horrible way he could. To finally make the multi ghoul snap. Because with anger Dew could work. Anger he knew how to handle. But no, he thought. That was too risky. It would get him a ticket straight back to hell from the clergy. And it wouldn’t hurt enough. Wouldn’t dig deeply enough into Swiss’ heart.

It was like a light went off above the fire ghoul’s head as you turned around, smiling at him as he approaced you. He tried to keep his face stoic, to not let a toothy smile shine through as he finally decided how to wreck Swiss.

“Dewdrop.”, you said warmly, “Is there something I can do for you?”

“No. I just wanted to check in how you were.”, he said, feigning worry.

“Oh um.. thank you, I am fine- why? Is there something I should be worried about?”, you asked confused.

“I just thought after the whole thing with Swiss... y’know. That you might be hurt...” Oh satanas, it felt so incredibly good. Dewdrops eyes nearly rolled back into his skull as you very clearly took the bait.

“What thing with Swiss? Did something happen?” you were starting to grow worried and Dewdrop nearly laughed at how pathetic it was.

“Oh no... he didn’t tell you yet, then. I’m sorry, I just thought he would have told you by now. Seeing how you two are pretty serious now I assumed he did tell you.” He let out a dramatic sigh. “But I guess he will tell you when he’s ready.... I just hope that’s soon - wouldn’t want you to get into a relationship with him under false pretences, right?”

You eyes grew wide with confusion and worry and as Dewdrop decided to slowly turn around and act as if he was going to leave, you quickly grabbed his arm to make him stay.

“Please.” you breathed out “What is going on? What do you mean with ‘false pretences’?”

“It’s not my place to tell you. He should tell you himself. It is a pretty big thing after all.” Dewdrop knew he already had you. He was only trying to make this even worse once shit hit the fan. He had to make sure you would talk to Swiss about it, maybe even end things with him. Oh satanas, how priceless the look on his face would be. He’d deserve it.

“I’m begging you to please tell me what you mean.”, you anxiously begged the fire ghoul who sighed in return as if he was doing this against his will.

“I thought he trusted you enough to tell you himself but maybe he doesn’t quite yet. It’s only understandable given his past, of course.” You were eating everything up Dewdrop was saying. And the best thing was, he didn’t even need to lie. Didn’t need to make things up about the multi ghoul because it was all true. Dewdrop leaned against the wall next to him before starting;

“Swiss wasn’t actually summoned with the rest of the ghouls. Not many people know this because he worked in the shadows most of the time. I just saw him occasionally while I was still working with Terzo.” The words tasted bitter in his mouth. The hurt still there, still fresh. “He didn’t eat with the other ghouls, didn’t spend time with the other ghouls. It was like he was kept away from the rest of the clergy at all times. I always wondered what his job was. There are no ghouls in the clergy that serve no purpose, so I was curious. I, myself, only got to know the truth recently.”

It was true. Dew thought back to the evening that Swiss had confessed. He had never seen him cry like that before. Had always assumed Swiss had no baggage, no hurt inside of him. But that evening, Swiss had sobbed as he told his mates about his jobs before the band. Explained how he had done the dirty work, had killed siblings and ghouls alike. Without ever questioning anything. How he had been the perfect killer all along. The other ghouls had been taken aback and the following days - even if they didn’t mean to - they had avoided Swiss. Those days had wrecked the multi ghoul horribly, to the point where he didn’t leave his room, not even to eat.

In the end they managed to talk things out. Nobody was truly mad at Swiss or scared of him. For fucks sake, they all were ghouls. They had all killed before. They just hadn’t expected something like this from chill, laidback Swiss. Swiss hadn’t asked them to keep it a secret but given his reaction the first time he confessed, it was pretty clear he didn’t want anyone else to know. This is why Dew knew his plan would work. He knew it would absolutely obliterate Swiss to be confronted with this part of his past again, especially if it came from you.

“Well it seems-... oh, I really don’t know if I should tell you this. You’re gonna be hurt.”, Dew tried to sow worries and it worked. “I need to know.”, came from you in almost a whisper.

“Well, there were certain ghouls that... did the clergy’s dirty work. I mean, it only makes sense to summon ghouls to do it, don’t get me wrong. And it just so happened to be our dear Swiss.”

“Dirty work?”, you asked, more in disbelieve than in not-understanding.

“Getting rid of unwanted people. Outside and inside the clergy. The perfect killer. Ghouls leave no traces behind as you know. Swiss does have some chompers on him, I will not lie...”

You gasped and Dew watched carefully as you stared in disbelieve. “But don’t worry. He would never hurt you!” Dew hesitated for a bit. “Probably, anyways. What do they say again; you can take the ghoul out of hell but you can’t take hell out of the ghoul?” He faked a laugh at the lame joke. A real smile crept on his lips as he watched you stare into space with furrowed brows, clearly worried about what you had just learned about your lover.

Dew knew he had to make the finale count, so he faked a worried face as he gently grabbed your shoulder. “I do need you to be careful though. Swiss was dangerous in the past, following orders blindly just because he was told to. He killed ghouls and siblings, some of which he worked with. He had no morales. I’m just confused that he hasn’t told you about this yet... I’m worried about what that means. He is a ghoul. You can’t forget that. A demon from the pit, summoned to fulfill a task.” Dewdrop stood taller as his hand fell off your shoulder. “He’s in the band now but we can’t be sure he isn’t still following some of his former orders.” That was the only lie. Swiss had promised that he had been released from that position ages ago, had sworn to his mates that he was telling the truth. And Dew knew it had been the truth... but you didn’t need to know that.

The guitarist left you standing in the hallways, your eyes shimmering with unshed tears of disbelief and sadness.

That evening Dewdrop sat in the common room. He listened to the muffled voices behind Swiss’ bedroom door. You two had been talking - arguing - for close to two hours. Dew was the only one left sitting there, all the other ghouls had left at one point, the atmosphere in the den too suffocating to bear.

When you had stumbled into their den a few hours ago, your energy had immidiately alerted all the ghouls. They had raised their heads as they watched you walk into the common area. Swiss was the first to approach you - of course he was. The energy you gave off must’ve been excruciating for the multi ghoul. The fire ghoul still felt the anger deep in his chest, barely any less than before. He wasn’t like Swiss, he didn’t forgive that easily. And Swiss deserved this. Deserved to be hurt just how Dewdrop had been hurt.

The multi ghoul knew something was off, so he lead you into his room without a word. You hesitated for a bit, worried. And Dew almost smirked as he watched you stand in the doorway of Swiss’ room. You looked back over your shoulder to the small ghoul.

You entered your lover’s room, closing the door behind yourself gently. The multi ghoul approached you slowly, gently reaching for your hands, encouraging you to tell him what was wrong. But as his hands brushed yours, a jolt rushed through you. Not a jolt of excitement, lust or happiness. No, this felt different. This was fear.

Hurt flashed across Swiss’s face as you moved your hands away from his reaching ones. And as you took a step back to increase the distance between your bodies, he felt like he would die right then and there.

“What’s going on, sweet cheeks?”, the taller ghoul asked, concern lacing his soft voice.

You didn’t speak for a second. Your head hung low, facing the floor, but Swiss could see the lines between your brows nontheless. His stomach twisted itself in knots as he just observed you for a second. Your hands were fidgeting with the hem of your shirt and your posture was defensive, closed-off. And the way you smelled - it felt like a punch to the gut to Swiss. Fear, concern, worry, hurt.

“You don’t have to tell me what’s wrong right now, but is there anything I can do to help y-” - “Why didn’t you tell me?”

Swiss was the one to take a step back this time. “What do you mean?”

“I deserved to know!” You raised your head and there were tears in your eyes. Not yet spilled but they were there and Swiss felt helpless.

“What are you talking about? Did I do something? Did you change your mind about... us?”

“No! I mean yes- no... I just-”, you stumbled through the words clumsily, not even knowing what exactly you were trying to say.

“When were you going to tell me you killed for the clergy?”

Swiss felt the breath being knocked out of him, his heart stopped for a second, a searing pain rushing through his chest before the organ stumbled into a rushed rhythm. His mouth hung open, his ears ringing. It was like his worst nightmare came true, and it was happening right now in front of him. He watched as the first tears fell and you whispered “So it’s true.”. The multi ghoul felt like he needed to throw up, his chest heaving and his tail erratic behind him.

Your eyes truly took him in then; The claws at his sides, the tail behind him, the grey skin, the tiniest peek of his fangs, the sharp ears and the golden eyes that shone through the slits of the silver mask. Those hands - those claws - that had caressed you many nights, had softly ran through your hair or across your skin, were the same ones that had the blood of so many people on them. His teeth, usually nipping you gently, had ripped out throats and limbs before. Had hurt and killed. murdered.

You swallowed thickly as a new wave of fear rushed through you. What were you doing? In the room alone with a killer and confronting him about it? If the things Dewdrop had said were true, then there was no way of knowing that he wouldn’t do it again. Your investigation in the library about those ‘special ghouls’ just before you got here, didn’t help either.

Swiss felt the instant shift from hurt to fear in you. He felt it deeply in his body and it itched at his insides. Satanas, he wanted to claw at himself, get rid of that feeling, rip it out from his insides.

He only recently had told the other ghouls about his past and the days following had been excruciating for him. It had created a rift in their relationship for a while. And even though everything seemed alright now, he knew they still thought about it from time to time. But they had been understanding, because they were also ghouls, because they had done similar things. He couldn’t expect the same understanding from you. A human.

Swiss watched your form shake as you cried silently and in that moment he wanted to die. He wanted to rush to Copias office and have himself be sent back to hell. Either by ritual or by a dagger to the heart.

As he started speaking, his own tears fell, his body rocking with sobs as he watched his relationship crumble in front of him.

Dew had felt a sick satisfaction as he listened carefully to what was being said. The two of you weren’t screaming at each other but the door did little to stop the fire ghoul from listening in on the conversation. The other ghouls sat strewn around the common room. Their own conversations had died down shortly after the smell of fear, hurt and sadness had crept through the cracks of the door.

The longer the argument went on the more suffocating the energy in the ghoul den got. Mountain had been the first to leave, excusing himself to his greenhouse to escape the all-consuming smell of a multi ghoul in distress. The girls had left together without a word. They didn’t need to say anything. Everyone knew.

One after another the rest of the ghouls left the den as the sounds of sobs grew louder from the bedroom. Phantom had scurried after the girls. Being a quintessence ghoul meant he felt everything even harsher than the other ghouls. And he couldn’t take it. Rain took his leave a little later after he couldn’t bear hearing Swiss cry anymore. It hurt too badly to stay.

The anger Dew had felt until just minutes ago was almost non-existent now. Instead, the ugly grasps of guilt had a tright grip on him, threatening to pull him under and drown him in it. He tried to tell himself that Swiss deserved it. That he didn’t do anything wrong. You did deserve to know what Swiss was, after all. But Dew knew it had not been his place to tell you. And not in the way he did. Using you to get a reaction out of Swiss. To manipulate you into thinking a certain way about the multi ghoul. His chest felt heavy with guilt, suffocating him from the inside.

He didn’t blame the other ghouls for leaving the den. The atmosphere was devastating. The smell of distress thick in the air. This was even worse than when Swiss had come clean with them a few weeks prior. And suddenly Dew wasn’t so sure what this would do to Swiss. He had been a wreck last time, there was no way of knowing what would happen this time.

Aether was the last to leave. He sighed as he got up from the sofa, turning to leave the den like the others had before turning back to Dewdrop with a snarl. It was so entirely unlike Aether, that Dew felt himself recoil at the gesture.

“You told them, didn’t you?”, he asked, disappointment in his eyes. Dew didn’t say anything but that was answer enough for the quintessence ghoul.

“You’ve said fucked up things before, Dewdrop. But this was a real low blow, even for you.”

And with that, Aether left the den without looking back at the fire ghoul still sitting on the couch. Dew’s own eyes stung with tears as he felt everything he had done crashing down on him. The tears didn’t fall though, because before they could, the door to Swiss’s room opened.

Your still crying form walked through the door and into the direction of the den’s exit. Swiss followed slowly, not daring to be too close to you. He stopped in the middle of the common room and watched with heavy sobs as you closed the door behind yourself. His eyes were transfixed on the door as if he was waiting for you to open it again. Open it and run back to him, leap into his arms and hug him, kiss him. Telling him everything was going to be alright.

But the door never opened.

Swiss turned to Dewdrop and when their eyes met, the fire ghoul felt like he was being pulled down into the pit. He had never, not even then, seen Swiss like this. Completely and utterly gone. Dew waited for Swiss to snap at him. To launch himself at the smaller ghoul and rip him to pieces. He wouldn’t have fighted back, he would’ve let it happen. He knew what he did was not excusable.

But the attack never came. Instead there was a shaky breath from the multi ghoul as he mustered up a bitter smile. “I hope you got what you wanted, firefly.”

He left the den as well. Where to, Dew didn’t know.

But the feeling in his stomach was so incredibly painful, he didn’t dare to move off the couch. And Dew had never hated himself more than in that moment.

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dearspiritss · 9 months

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literally anything swiss x reader !!! (please)

I'm sorry this took so long, but is that another Swiss lover I see? I have just the thing for you. A taste of hurt/comfort for you my dear.

CW: descriptions of panicking, overthinking, passing out.

Reader is a ghoul because I said so ☝️

“I’ve Got You.”

You didn’t hate Swiss, you never did, but the day you were summoned and you saw that overly enthusiastic grin, you decided to avoid him like the plague. Yet, somehow, he always found his way to you. Obnoxiously breaking down those walls you oh so carefully built up, trying to get past that fiery attitude you always held. He adored the way you reacted to his antics. The way you’d growl and snarl at him until you’d just give up, giving him a harsh punch to the arm. The way your face flushed with anger and your spaded tail flicking behind you as you yell at him to “just go away”.

He wouldn’t give up. He needed to break you, to try and find the softest part of you that you’d buried away for no one to see.

And this didn’t go unnoticed by the pack, far from it, they got involved on multiple occasions. One ghoul having to hold you back from ripping his face off, another ushering Swiss away so they could calm you down. All because of a small comment on your hair that morning, how it looked nice. He was nice to you, yeah he teased you a lot, but there was never any venom behind it. You didn’t know why you got so pissed off the sudden compliments or his dopey smile. You don’t know why you reacted the way you did when he spoke to you. Maybe you really did hate him-

-or maybe you were afraid of loving him.

Ever since that thought popped up, you haven’t been able to sleep. Laying restlessly in your bed, staring up at the ceiling and pondering about the unforeseen fear. Angry and confused tears gather in your eyes, making the different colors of your room blend together. You tried your best to not let them fall, not to let your composure fall, but you failed. Over and over, giving into the overwhelming thoughts and fears at night. You were drowning, unable to breathe. Eventually you gave up, finding yelling and screaming exhausting whenever he came around to tease you. You would just stand there with a dead expression, and he noticed.

He noticed your tired eyes and the sorrowful tone in your voice when you spoke, and it worried him. Did he cause this? Something in him changed, he stopped. He stopped making sly comments and gestures, just a casual “hello” whenever he came in contact with you. This confuses you, deepening your current state. The dark circles under your eyes darkened in color and your skin was paler than usual. You’d lost your spark, and he noticed. He noticed everything. He had a suspicion that things wouldn’t end well for you if this kept on any longer, and he couldn’t have been any more right.

Practice was only getting worse, wearing you down layer by layer. One day it was especially rough, you’d barely gotten through it with a few mistakes here and there. No one noticed, no one except him. When everyone was dismissed, it was just you and him in the almost soundproof room. You were struggling to stay upright, swaying back and forth. Your restless nights and horrid habits were catching up to you at the worst possible time. He noticed. With worried eyes, he watched. He watched as you struggled to pack up your instrument and notes, the obvious tremble in your hands making it hard to do so.

“y/n, are you alright? You seem a bit… shaken up.” He asked, cautiously making his way towards you in small steps. You could only turn and nod your head, which made you dizzy. You held your head in one hand, trying to calm yourself down. “I’m fine.” He was close now, you started to panic. “Are you sure you’re fine? You don’t look fine.” Your breathing picked up and that familiar feeling of drowning came back to you. Before you could even register it, your legs gave out beneath you, but you didn’t hit the ground. Instead, a pair of warm arms wrapped around you. “You’re alright, I’ve got you.”

When did your room get so warm? The some-what familiar scent of cedar and whiskey, and maybe a hint of weed, gently washed over you. You shot up from your sleep, looking around at your surroundings. This wasn’t your room, far from it. The sound of a door opening and the light shuffle of feet caught your attention. When you looked towards the door, your frightened eyes were met with Swiss’ own wide ones. He was holding two mugs, steam flowing up and into the atmosphere of the room. He quickly shut the door and hurried to your side, sitting the mugs on his side table.

“You feeling better?” Swiss questioned, taking his place beside you on the edge of the bed. You nodded and he rubbed your head, being careful of your horns. You were sore and confused, so confused. “What happened.. The last thing I remember is being in practice.” The ghoul in front of you sighed and shifted his position. “You blacked out, luckily I was there to catch you before you hit the ground.” You looked down at your hands in your lap, giving a small “oh”. He took your hands into his, they were warm and calloused presumably from his guitar wearing them down. “Why didn’t you tell any of us you were struggling?”

You couldn’t keep back the sob that ripped its way though your throat. “I-I try so hard to be strong, I really do, but you- I-“ Is all you somehow managed between heavy sobs, and he somewhat understood. He pulled you into a tight embrace, running a soothing hand up and down your back. “You are. You’re so strong, but what’s got you breaking like this?” Swiss’ voice was right in your ear, which in turn made you sob harder. “Y-You. Satanas, it’s always been you.” His breath hitched in his throat and his hand stopped. “Oh. I’m so sorry- I’ve tried to stop teasing and bothering you. I-I knew it was me, you should leave-“

You cut him off, pulling back and furiously shaking your head. “Swiss, no- you don’t get it.“ He put both hands on your shoulders, golden eyes staring into your own. “Then help me understand. How do I help you?” Another sob came through you, this time gentler than the last. “The sly compliments and teasing- your voice, your signature grin, your eyes- I love it all, I love you. I’m so scared to love you, I’m scared to love anyone..” He put a hand on your neck and pulled you close again, his clawed finger tips tangling into your hair. There was a silence, a short one that felt like an eternity.

“I understand, and I love you too. So much. It’ll take some time, but you’ll learn to love again. I promise I’ll be here every step of the way, you’ll never be alone again.” You nodded and let yourself melt into his hold, the heavy feeling of fear disappearing. The two of you sat like this for a while, barely moving an inch. The comfortable silence was broken by the multi ghoul. “I’m gonna let go for a second, ok?” You hummed and pulled away, sleep tugging at your eyelids. Your eyes followed him as he laid back against the mount of pillows on his bed. He opened his arms and tilted his head, signaling you over.

You hesitantly accepted, situating yourself on his chest. He gently wrapped his arms around your form, placing a soft kiss to your forehead. Before you knew it, you were a puddle of ghoul in his arms, lightly purring at his heartbeat. He chuffed out a laugh, making his chest bounce slightly. “You just needed some love, sweetheart, and I’m here to give it ya’ whenever you need it.” A small smile crept onto your lips and you nodded.

The next morning, the ghouls couldn’t figure out why your behavior changed overnight. The day before you were a sack of bones, today you were beaming at anyone you came across. They weren’t complaining, though, they loved this unforeseen part of you. What made them nervous was when Swiss walked into the kitchen, going straight for you. He tapped you on the shoulder and smiled at you as you turned around to face him. A few ghouls gasped from the distant living room when he opened his arms to you, suggesting a hug, which you hesitantly, but happily, accepted.

They were confused, so confused, but happy. Happy for you, happy for Swiss, and happy that they didn’t have to deal with y’all’s shit anymore.

Again, sorry this took a bit and that it’s kinda sucky, I wrote the majority of this sleep deprived. I hope you enjoy it though <3

#swiss ghoul #multi ghoul #swiss x reader #swiss army ghoul #ghost the band #the band ghost #my brain is fed thanks anon #swiss make brain go brr #ghost band

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popiastar · 11 months

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cuddling hcs with rain, dew and swiss? 👀

-🔪 anon

yaaaasssss! i love writing some fluff 👀

❗info: gn!reader, fluff, small bean ghouls, must protect baby rain, dewdrop being dewdrop as always, swiss being the pervert he is

- probably the one who request to cuddle, rain feels safe having you near him

🌧️ rain

- no matter where you are. he wants it, he got it

- two types of cuddles: casual cuddling everytime you both are in public, that's consist in holding hands, head resting on shoulder, cozy hungs and the other type is more intimate and reserved when you are alone. specially in bed. naked

- basically you are his peluche, squeezing you tightly

- rain is sooooo touchy, his hands caress every inch

- most of the time you talk about random topic, that's because you found cuddles very intimate and sharing throughs is a fundamental part of your relationship even if you can understand each other just by a gaze

- as i said, rain seems like a cat. his nose rubbing your neck and inhale your scent

- "why you always sniff me?"

- "well, mh... you smell like home"

- you imitate him, plus placing a chaste kiss on his shoulder, he smells like home too

- music plays in background or just him begin to mumbles one and you follow him

- rain can be inappropriate too, he squeeze your body a little bit... sexual?

- not really his intention, just his nature

- rolling in the bedsheets close like two koalas and giggle together

🔥dewdrop

- this happen almost every night, after dinner rain come close to you and straightforward asks you to "cuddle naked and don't lost your time with those insensitive idiots"

- not a big fan of cuddling, initially he can be like ew gross and then yeah, yeah, if you asking so nicely

- you have to do the first move, he don't even know how to do it

- hug him and let him resting over your chest, dew secretly loves the closeness and the heat of your skin against his

- mumble how disgusting is cuddles but stays still like a rock

- not fully relaxed, he don't know where he supposed to put his hands so they are still on his figure

- want him to stop complaining and being relaxed? stroke his damn hair and dew melt like butter

- "ya know dew, you can touch me"

- "and where the fucking fuck i have to put my hands huh???"

- take his hand and place it behind your back. dew is still unsure, however he starts roaming your back gently

- humming at the sensation of your soft skin on his digits

- call him cute, blushing dewdrop for free!

- more often cuddling session but don't expect him saying out loud, he just looks at you

- you pretend to not understand make him flustered and starts to yell

- "WHAT ARE YOU DOING, HUH? NO STUPID FUCKING CUDDLES? I'M WAITING"

💣swiss

- tease him about how much he actually loves cuddling and he blushing again. he also goes in self-combustion

- for swiss cuddle means inappropriate touch/make out session/vanilla sex

- imagine him jumping on the bed, laying down in a sexy pose and a rose between his teeth

- "what the fuck are you doing, sir?"

- "me, you... cuddles" *rising eyebrows up and down*

- laugh hysterically when he found out what cuddles really means and tells you he was joking

- your head resting over his buffy chest, squeezing your ass anyway cause they're calling me, he said

- caress his arms and you can see his hair rise up, swiss' skin is super sensitive

- kiss all over your face, he founds you cute and can't help by expressing with physical affections

- tangles his legs with yours

- swiss is hopeless romantic, sings love songs for you also mimicking slow dances

- take his hand and he probably starts crying, for him is equal as an i love you

- "are you crying, my black obsidian?"

- "yeah... i mean NO! hold on, are you really calling me like a gemstone?"

- hides his head on your shoulder, sobbing, how can you be so cute calling him by the way he calls you huh??????

- every time swiss spots you around he runs to you and rubs his head on your neck making you understand its cuddle time

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The Challenge

No Deed Goes Unpunished Pt. 2

Dew X Swiss X Reader Rating: 18+ NSFW

Afab reader, GN pronouns

Summary: Dew challenges Swiss to see if the multi-ghoul can make you feel like he does.

A/N- This is pure smut. Do not read if you are not 18+ or if you do not want to read NSFW content. You are responsible for your own content consumption.

Enjoy

For once in his life Swiss cannot think of a witty quip, in fact, he can’t even think of anything to say, witty or not.

“Don’t just stand there. Either come in or leave,” Dew instructs. It takes a moment for the multi-ghoul to even process those words, but it seems as though his body is making the decision for him. He takes a deep inhale through his nose before stepping over the threshold.

“Well, close the door you idiot,” Dew snaps prompting Swiss to blink a couple of times.

The door? Oh yeh the door.

With that Swiss closes the door behind him without even turning, The multi-ghoul cannot bare to take his eyes off of you. The way each flicker of the candlelight reflects off of the thin layer of sweat covering your skin has him captivated. His heart races as he watches the way your chest heaves with every shaky breath. As his eyes wander over your face, he is etching the sight before him into his memory, wanting to remember every little detail.

Swiss hesitates to move much further into the room, sensing your bewilderment. He watches as your lust-filled eyes flicker from him to the fire ghoul who is currently holding you in his arms.

“Let’s see if Swiss can make you feel like I do. Would you like that?” Dew questions as he brushes a lock of hair off of your face before tucking it gently behind your ear. Swiss holds his breath and hopes you can’t hear the way his heart is pounding in his chest as he awaits your reply. After what seems like an eternity, which in reality is only a few seconds, your lips move to form your answer.

“Yeh,” you whisper.

“Yes, what? I gotta hear you say it,” Dew smirks as he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck.

“Yes, I want to see if Swiss can make me feel like you do.”

You can feel a blush heating up your cheeks as you say the words. A breathy hum leaves the fire ghoul’s mouth, his warm breath ghosting across your heated skin.

“Good,” Dew purrs, “ You hear that Swiss, our precious little sibling here want to see if you’re as skilled as me. Think you’re up for it?”

That seems to flip a switch in the multi-ghoul’s mind, you watch as confusion and shock fade into confidence and lust. Swiss’ lips begin to curl up into a wicked smile as he looks from you to Dew.

“Are you sure you want to take that risk Dew?” Swiss teases as he makes his way closer to you,” what happens if they don’t want ‘second best’ anymore?”

Dew’s hands grip you tighter as Swiss teases, and for a moment, you think he might be regretting challenging the other ghoul. The tension in the room begins to grow heavy. You barely dare to breathe or make a sound, feeling that if you do, the ghouls will tear into each other. But just as the tension reaches its breaking point, you hear a low chuckling rumbling from the fire ghoul.

“Well then, I guess that means they won’t have to worry about fucking you ever again,” Dew chuckles as he pulls you even closer to his chest.

The smile on Swiss’ face grows even more as he kneels down in front of you. You quickly look away, feeling a flush rise on your cheeks, the intensity of the multi-ghoul’s stare has your heart racing. He brings his hand up to gently take your jaw in between his forefingers before lifting your head to look at him.

“We will just have to see about that,” Swiss begins, “ who’s going first?”

“I’ll go, I’ve waited long,” Dew grunts as he grinds his erect cock against your back.

With that Dew stands up, pulling you with him before He quickly spins you around. You let out a little huff as the fire ghoul presses your chest against the bed. His warm hand rests on the center of your back as he assesses your position, taking a moment to debate his next move. He grunts as he kicks your leg open wider, allowing Swiss and himself a better view of your dripping core.

“I thought this was about making [y/n] cum, now about getting your rocks off,” Swiss huffs as he begins the process of unbuttoning his dress shirt.

“I’ve already made them cum with my fingers and my tongue, now it’s time for them to cum on my cock,” Dew purrs. Swiss just responds with a grumble and rolls his eyes.

Out of the corner of your eye, you catch a glimps of Swiss moving to get a better view of your face. The warmth of Dew’s hand is suddenly removed and is soon replaced by his chest as he bends over you. The fire ghoul’s hot breath ghosts over your ear as he positions himself at your lower lips. The feeling of his body on yours is almost overwhelming and you can feel your own slick dripping down on your thighs in anticipation.

Your heart pounds as you feel Dew’s hands grasp at your hips, his nails digging into the soft flesh. Your mouth falls open in a silent scream as you feel the fire ghoul’s cock breaching your entrance. The mixture of his spit and your juices makes the motion easier but no less intense. His groans and growls echo through the room as he continues to shove himself into you. Your eyes screw shut as your hands claw at the sheets in an attempt to ground yourself.

“Fuck… fucking shit,” Dew pants as his hips meet with the backs of your thighs, “ you’re so fucking tight babe. Such as good little slut for me.”

Dew can’t help but grind himself against you as he waits for you to adjust, drawing a pathetic whimper from your lips. After a few moments of grinding, Dew slowly licks the shell of your ear.

“You ready?” the fire ghoul questions.

“Yes! Fuck Yes,” you gasp, wiggling your hips to encourage him to move. With that, Dew starts up a punishing pace. With each thrust, his skin slaps against yours.

Your body feels warm and fuzzy as pleasure flows through your veins. A grunt coming from the other edge of the bed draws your attention. Your eyes flutter open and you are met with a pornographic sight.

Swiss’s shirt hangs open, exposing his broad chest to you. His trousers and pants have been pulled down to his mid-thigh, allowing his erection to be freed. You can’t help but watch as his spit-slicked palm slowly glides over his member as a moan escapes his lips. You allow your eyes to wander up his body, stopping when you meet his gaze.

Lust clouds his eyes as he stares back at you, watching the way Dew fucks you. The fire ghoul knows he won't be able to last long, so he sets about getting you to your orgasm. Your attention is drawn back to the fire ghoul when one of his hands snakes under your hips and begins to rub your clit.

“Ahh ahh fuck,” you moan as your feel pleasure building up in the pit of your stomach.

“Cum for me,” Dew demands as he continues to impale you with his cock. His words push you over the edge and You are cumming around him. The Waves of pleasure coursing through your body causes you to tighten around the fire ghoul. A low moan escapes his lips as he continues to thrust into you.

The hand grabbing at your waist tightens as Dew’s pace increases. Profanities spill from his lips as he feels his cock twitch in your tight heat. It only takes three more thrusts before he spills inside you. The feeling of Hot ropes of cum painting your insides has your toes curling and your mind fuzzy. Dew continues with his intensity until his orgasm is over. Bodies remain pressed together in a sweaty, sticky mess as you both attempt to catch your breath. You feel as though you are floating and you remain swimming in post-orgasm bliss, barely aware of the movement taking place around you. Swiss shuffles forward to replace Dew’s hands at your waist before pulling the rest of the way on the bed. A whine escapes your lips as you feel Dew’s cock slip out.

“Hey there,” Swiss purrs caresses your cheek, offering you a cheeky smile.

“How do you want me?” you sigh.

“Just like that,” Swiss coos as he slips a pillow under your hips. You remain laid out on your stomach as you feel the multi-ghoul’s hands on your back. His hands gently knead at your shoulders before moving down to your hips, drawing a pleased hum from you. Swiss’ hands wander lower, pausing when they reach the spot where your rear meets your thighs.

The multi-ghoul continues to massage you before he slowly spreads your legs. You cringe as you feel some of Dew’s cum drip out onto the pillow situated below your hips.

“Fuck,” Swiss whispers, his grip on your rear tightening as he observes the sight, “you ready?”

“Yeh,” you hum in response. It is only a moment more before the multi-ghoul’s tongue on your pussy causes you to gasp. Swiss’ lips curl up into a smile as he continues to lap at your entrance. His tongue explores your lips before coming up to circle your rim. You moan as the ghoul begins working open the ring of muscle, opening you for him.

At this moment you have neither the energy nor mindset to question where the fire ghoul is or what he is up to, all you can focus on is Swiss. Swiss snakes one of his hands up under your hips to gently rub at your clit. Your fingers dig into the bedding as you try to keep still. You can feel Swiss’ lips curl up into a smile before he redirects his tongue to your dripping core.

Arousal pools in your stomach as you feel yet another orgasm approaching. The multi-ghoul must sense the change as well. Swiss’ fingers speed rub your clit fast before his tongue works its way deeper into you. The sounds of your moans and gasp mix with the muffled growls coming from Swiss.

Waves of pleasure roll over your body as your orgasm hits. Your legs tremble around Swiss’ head as he continues to mouth your pussy.

Your pleasure-flooded mind barely registers the shift in the multi-ghoul’s position. Before you have time to process the situation, Swiss has already impaled you on his hard cock. The feeling of your tight heat causes a shiver to run down the ghoul’s spine. You feel the ghoul’s arms wrap around your chest before he pulls you up so that you are seated on his lap with his sweat-slicked chest pressed against your back.

“That feels good, doesn’t it?” Swiss purrs as he begins to bounce you in his lap, each movement driving him deeper and deeper inside you. The way the ghoul is panting in your ear has your mind fuzzy. His fingers make their way down to rub your clit in tight circles. The overstimulation has your whole body shaking in Swiss’ arms. A moan is the only response you can manage as the multi-ghoul lands another devastating thrust

The feeling of warm hands roaming your chest prompts you to open your eyes, you find the fire ghoul beginning to play with your chest. A low growl escapes his lips as he leans down to press them against your soft flesh. Dew kisses his way to one of your nipples before taking it between his teeth.

Dew’s administration causes you to clench around Swiss, drawing out a delicious moan from him. Dew brings a hand up to play with your neglected breast as he continues to lauve at your chest. Once again you can feel another orgasm building deep within you as the two ghouls continue to ravish you.

With one last thrust, Swiss manages to trigger your final orgasm. A cry falls from your lips as Jolts of pleasure shoot through your body. A low groan rumbles from both ghouls when a gush of your juices soaks Swiss’ lap and the bedding.

“Fuck,” Dew pants under his breath. Your thighs shake and your body goes limp, prompting the fire ghoul to help keep you upright as Swiss continues thrusting into you. The intensity of your orgasm has you floating in and out of a semi-unconscious state.

“Shit!” Swiss growls feeling his cock twitch before he fills you with hot ropes of cum. His words sound so far away as you remain floating in post-orgasm bliss. Slowly, the two of them lower you down onto the bed so that you have the chance to catch your breath.

As you emerge from the hazy of your orgasm, you feel a hand gently caressing your cheek. Your eyes flutter open to see Dew peering down at you with a smile on his face.

“Hey there,” he coos in a gentle voice. You nestle your head against his hand as you focus on your breathing. You feel a warm cloth on your skin and lift your head to find Dew has already begun cleaning you up, wiping away all the sweat and cum stuck to your skin. Once he is done, the fire ghoul turns to set aside the cloth.

“So who was better?” Dew questions as he turns back to face you and Swiss. Before you get the chance to answer, the multi-ghoul rolls over onto his side to join the conversation.

“I think that’s obvious,” Swiss smirks,” you saw how hard I made them cum.”

“That wouldn’t have happened if I wasn’t playing with their tits,” Dew retorts.

“Oh yes, it would have!” Swiss counters, the tension in the room rising.

“Why don’t we just let [y/n] answer the question.”

With that, both ghouls bring their attention back to you. They both draw nearer to you before beginning to attack your body with gentle kisses. Dew goes for your neck while Swiss opts for your shoulder.

“Hmm,” you muse, feeling Dew nuzzle against your neck,” I’m not really sure.”

“Well, I guess we will just have to do this again sometime to help you make your decision.”

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