WRATH PLEASEE WE NEED A FULL FIC OF NEWLY SUMMONED SWISS!! ALL TALK NO BITE FLUSTERED AND SEXUALLY FRUSTRATED MAN
Or the alternate idea of the virgin Swiss fic where he’s a cocky shithead and mountain makes him put his money where his mouth is.
Humiliation, degro, Swiss is a shithead but mountains worse, exactly what it says on the tin
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“Aether was right, you do look a lot better on your knees”
Swiss perched himself on one of the workbenches in the greenhouse while mountain busied himself with trimming some of the plants that lay below it.
“Is that so?” Mountain straightened his back to look up at the multi ghoul. He had a cocky smile on his face, one leg perched on the wood lazily while the other hung off the edge. Swiss used the toe of his foot to lift mountains chin higher, more of a power move than to make him look him in the eye.
“Mhm, told me your lips get a pretty shade of pink when you’ve been sucking on something”
“Oh and that’s something you’d like to find out isn’t it?” Mountain swatted Swiss’ shoe away to stand up, moving to bracket him against the table immediately earning a surprised look.
“I- um, yeah, wanna see you sucking on something” Swiss scrambles once mountain is looming over him. He looks powerful like this. Enough to make Swiss sweat a bit, staring up at him wide eyed.
“I'm sure you do starlight” mountain grabs his chin lightly, chuckling at his panic before smiling and walking away.
It’s funny to him, the way Swiss talks a big game, always the first one to make a comment but can never back himself up when one of the ghouls threatens to make right on his words. Always backs down, gets flustered and runs off.
It’s cute to him, poor things never had sex topside and insists on continuing to try and talk himself up like he knows anything.
Mountain decides to take it upon himself to teach Swiss a lesson.
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“Bet you taste a lot better”
Mountain rolled his eyes, snatching the spoon back from Swiss’ hands after letting him have a bite of his ice cream after dinner.
“If you’re so confident about that, why don’t you find out?” Mountain crowds him against the counter. It’s his favorite move to pull, knowing Swiss has a thing for how much bigger mountain is than him and with the way he speaks it’s really not his fault that he uses it against him so often. He can make him stutter just from looking down at him, can feel him chub up in his pants. Hes a bit too easy.
“I’m- I was just about to go to bed actually. Maybe next time” Swiss tries to wiggle out of mountains way. Mountain grabs him by the wrist before he can get too far. Swiss immediately looking at him scared.
“You talk a big fucking game sweetheart, how about you put your money where your mouth is?” Mountain pulls him back closer, leaning over to be eye level with him.
“I’m tired, long day ya know-“ swiss squeaks
“Shame, can’t back up the dirty shit you say?”
“I can”
“Then prove it, based on how often you run off I was starting to think you didn’t know how to do any of the stuff you talked about, honestly thought you were a virgin”
Mountain doesn’t give him anytime to respond, just pulls him along up to his bedroom while he stutters out half assed protests and tries to pull away.
He doesn’t even say anything when he opens the door, simply lets go of Swiss’ wrist and sits down in his chair across from the bed.
“Wha-“
“Go on. Said you wanted to taste me didn’t you?”
Swiss carefully drops to his knees in front of him. He studies his face for any sign he may be joking but he looks deadly serious, lazily laid back in his chair, waiting for Swiss to make the first move.
And he really doesn’t know what the first move is. Doesnt know where to start or what to do and he’s sure mountain can see how confused and scared he is and he’s sure he finds it more amusing than he should.
The belt is slightly tricky much to his embarrassment, Swiss reaches up to undo it, fumbling around until he able to get the leather undone from the metal, and even then he doesn’t know what to do after that.
“Awe there you go, proud of you for getting my belt off darling” mountains voice is condescending. It burns a small fire in Swiss’ stomach to hear mountain speak to him like he’s an idiot, something about knowing he should know how to do this but doesn’t, and is being treated like he’s stupid for not understanding.
The zipper comes next. Swiss pulls it down while looking at mountain for his approval. The only look he gets is one of amusement, making Swiss feel more shame by the second. He finally takes a deep breath before reaching to pull mountain out of his boxers, half hard and
Fuck
He’s huge, a lot larger than Swiss has seen and it’s the eighth time he’s realized he’s absolutely in over his head though his ego would never let him admit that.
Swiss looks like a deer in headlights, breathing heavy and just staring at mountains cock in his hands. He gives an experimental stroke, again waiting for mountain to say something.
“Come on baby, gotta get me fully hard first, you know how to do that right?” He smiles
“Shut the fuck up” Swiss blushes in response still gawking. He strokes him again, tells himself it’s just like what you do when you’re alone and it really doesn’t help when he can feel mountain laugh at him a bit.
“Let me help you-“
He puts his hand over Swiss’, guiding him through the motions. Swiss can only look at how mountains hand engulfs his, while Swiss can barely fit his over his cock, it’s intimidating, wonders if it’ll be too much.
“Gonna put me in your pretty little mouth? You seem to be so good with it right?” Mountain mocks
“I am” swiss grumbles, batting mountains hand away from his. He opens and closes his mouth a couple times, unsure of where to start. Clumsily puts his mouth on the tip, licking delicately before attempting to swallow him down.
Barely half fits in his mouth, the tip hitting the back of his throat. Swiss gags, pulls away and coughs, looking back up at mountain with tears in his eyes from the sensation.
“You poor thing. Gonna let me show you? I should feel honored being the first one to show you what having a good cock in your mouth is like”
A bright red blush forms on Swiss’ cheeks, letting mountain open his mouth and guide himself inside. It’s embarrassing, he’s hard and needy and can’t even fucking give mountain a proper blow job and he thinks if something doesn’t happen soon he may start humping the chair out of instinct.
Mountain doesn’t push as far this time, letting Swiss just hold him in a comfortable position and get used to the feeling. A bit of drool runs down his chin from his mouth being held open. His jaw aches a bit but fuck mountain tastes good, exactly like he thought he would. Salty, musky, Swiss could probably sit like this forever if he weren’t so pent up already.
A leg presses slightly against him in this position, making him whine around mountain.
“That needy? Oh honey, have you even ever been touched like this? Do I get to be your first?” Swiss prays mountain loses the condescending tone or he may actually cum in his pants from embarrassment. He pulls out, leaving Swiss panting and drooling all over himself.
“Please- mountain just need something I don’t care please”
“Admit it first. If you want to always act like such a whore admit that I’m your first”
Swiss whines at the words, can’t bring himself to do it. Can’t tell mountain what he already knows.
“Please just give me something I need it, Please”
“Then go on. If you’re not so inexperienced I shouldn’t have to give you anything should I?”
“Fine- please I’m a virgin I’ve never done anything you’re my first just please touch me, wanna cum, wanna cum because of you”
Mountain can’t help but coo at the pathetic thing at his feet.
“Good boy”
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