#rulti

[noahl-art]

oohhh!! what about rulti for C3 <33

Pepper your siren with kisses ❤️✨️

#rulti #swiss/rain #rain ghoul #swiss ghoul #the band ghost #ghost band fanart #ghost bc #nameless ghouls #my art #sketch #fanart #illustration

[thatfuckinjester]

rain: can i vent to you?

swiss: always

rain: but as friend not as my boyfriend

swiss: yes

swiss: call me girlfriend

rain: okay listen girlfriend

swiss: i'm listening girl

swiss: men ain't shit

#jester rumbling #ghost #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #rain #rain ghoul #rain ghost #swiss #swiss ghoul #swiss ghost #rulti

[forlorn-crows]

Crow my love will you pretty please tell me all about how Rain fucks Swiss' mouth the night Swiss kneels for him on stage? <3

i cant stop thinking about it. swiss was made to kneel for rain, i think. made to let rain tower over him and fuck his face 'til he's dazed and bleary-eyed. but he's gotta be smug about it too, right?

in a crazy turn of events, rain is cis for once. i know, i can't believe it either. crow writing rain with dick and balls? unheard of. and yet, here we are. mainly bc i am unwell about the idea of rain having a knot.

anyway. woe facefucking w/tiny mention of oral knotting be upon ye. this ones also for @askingforthesun >:)

EDIT: now w/a companion art piece by the wonderful @floating-goblin-art❤️

“Just like that,” Rain groans, pulling Swiss closer by the hair until his nose nudges the little nest of curls at the base of his cock. “Yeah, take it all.”

Swiss hums around him, sending a shiver up his spine. Still smirking despite a mouthful of cock and water ghoul slick coating his throat. 

It’s unfair, really. But it turns Rain on like no other. Confidence and desire cutting him deep through that hazel-eyed gaze. Swiss’ throat milking him for all he’s got while he grabs at Rain’s perky ass. And the noises. Lucifer, the noises he makes, all of them rumbling through his core. Straight-up sinful.

Rain loves every minute that Swiss spends kneeling for him.

“Bet you hmpf wanted to do this on stage. Get my cock out for all those people. Show them how feral you can really be, huh?” Swiss’ eyes flutter when Rain grips his locs tighter, but he holds steady. Humming an affirmative and muffled uh huh while tonguing along the underside of his length. Pushing his lips flush to his groin and swallowing hard.

Rain swears and tosses his head back, knees going a little weak. “Lucifer, your mouth . . .” 

Swiss pulls off with a pop, wiping the drool from his chin and stroking him with a coy look. Fangs out and far too handsome for his own good.

“You’d like that wouldn’t you, you dirty voyeur.” He gives a lick to Rain’s dripping tip, flat over the slit like he’s tasting a popsicle. And again, squeezing from base to tip so milky-white pre dribbles onto his tongue. Rain’s eyes roll back against his will, tingling right down to his toes at the sight of his own slick pooling in Swiss’ mouth. 

The multi ghoul swallows, licking his lips. “You’re so easy, rainbow,” he chides. “Get’cha wobbly over a few strokes.”

“Shut up,” Rain bites back. But it's a token protest, given how his fingers start loosening their grip on Swiss’ locs the longer he pumps his fist. 

He snorts. “You like my dirty mouth,” he says, pitching his voice lower on purpose so Rain’s stomach will swoop. “Just as good talking as it is taking, isn’t it?”

He shakes his head, biting back a groan. He regains the grip on his hair and takes a step forward, caging in Swiss’ body between and under his legs, looming over him just enough that he has to put a hand behind him for balance. Rain’s tail snaps behind him, eyes darkening as he brings his gaze back down. Cool and calculating. Swiss challenges it, of course, grinning as he strokes his cock over the long column of his throat.

“Put it back in,” the water ghoul hisses. Control seeping back into his voice, that commanding tone Swiss loves so much. Rain bats his hand away and replaces it with his own, cupping the multi’s chin with the other. Digging his thumb into the side of his jaw until he relents, opening wide and letting his tongue loll out. Ready and waiting to be fed.

“That’s better,” he lilts. “And you say I’m easy.” Rain doesn’t give him space to reply, immediately rubbing the dusky lilac head of his cock over the flat of his tongue, letting his taste buds push the foreskin back and forth a little before sinking back in.  

Swiss gags like he does every time his cock pushes past the back of his throat, muscles trying to force Rain out despite the eager way he takes him down. But he likes the tension, the resistance. Leans into it as he thrusts all the way down to the base with a satisfied sigh. 

Rain looks down his nose at him. Cocking his head when Swiss makes the smallest of noises. “Do you want me to really use you, pretty boy?” he asks, voice sharp and equally as saccharine. “Make you take it until you can’t anymore?”

The multi ghoul’s eyebrows dart up in the middle as a visible wave of arousal runs down his spine. A puff of air rushing out of his nose and color rising to his cheeks. He’s weak for this, and Rain knows it—abuses the fact, really, when it’s time to get his way. 

Swiss is a big ghoul, though; he can take it, masochist that he is. So he hums a sound that means yes, nodding as much as he can with Rain holding his face steady. 

He knows Swiss is hard in his pants without even looking. 

“Good,” he purrs, brushing a stray tear off of his cheek. A bit of softness before he starts thrusting in earnest, aiming to fuck his throat raw. Get his balls slapping against his chin and coated in Swiss’ desperate drool. Inch by wet inch, over and over until Swiss really gives in.

When Rain’s knot inevitably swells some time later, he tells him, reedy, wounded, and oh so desperate, to take it. Not fucking stopping. That’s it—squeeze it. Can’t stop. Lucifer, take it, you have to—all of it, Swiss, all of it.

#mmm rulti #ask #miasma #ficlet #the band ghost #ghost fanfic #the band ghost fanfic #rulti #swiss ghoul #rain ghoul #swiss/rain #rain/swiss #rain x swiss #swiss x rain #swiss army ghoul

[tacox]

Old drwaing

#the band ghost #ghost bc #ghost fanart #rain ghoul #swiss ghoul #rulti #swiss/rain

[divine-misfortune]

Swiss going up behind Rain, shoving his hands under his shirt and groping his cute tits and pinching his nipples.

Little warning for some gillplay at the end btw

Perky was the first word that came to mind when Rain found his way into the kitchen. The first place his brain went upon laying eyes on him.

Still endearingly disheveled from rolling out of bed, wild curls and all. Swiss tipped his head as he caught a glimpse of the sunflower pattern on the boxers sitting far too low on his hips even with the elastic band folded over itself twice. It seemed it was Mountain's bed he'd stumbled out of. Judging from the plum colored splotches on his collar to the vivid imprint of teeth, Swiss could only assume he'd had a very long and exhausting night with the big guy. Summer brought about a lot of those, earth ghoul heats were really no joke during the hotter months. 

But what truly caught his attention was the tight, and not to mention thin tank top stretched over the little swell of Rain's chest. It had made Swiss set down his morning crossword, abandoning it the second something more interesting crossed his path. Those sweet little buds peeking against the fabric seemed to demand his attention, and Swiss wished he could call himself a better man but he was helpless to absolutely oggle over his tits. If anyone asked he'd blame it on Rain's natural draw, his undeniable siren nature, and definitely not his own weakness to every inch of the water ghoul. 

He tapped the tip of his pencil against paper and sat back in his chair, licking over the back of his teeth as he watched a bleary eyed Rain move around the kitchen without ever moving the hair from his face. For a ghoul who couldn’t help but trip over himself at every opportunity, he somehow managed to move with an odd amount of grace in the most unremarkable of situations. Swiss was almost impressed. 

Chair scraping against the tile Swiss got to his feet, using the excuse of returning an empty mug to the sink to simply exist in Rain's proximity. 

He watched from the doorway as Rain leaned against the countertop, seemingly staring through the toaster as he leaned on his elbows with his tail waving lazily behind him. Swiss bit his lip as he ran his eyes over the back of him, the curve of his spine down to the swell of his ass - somehow still impressively plush despite the oversized boxers. He didn't make it as far as the sink, mug abandoned on an empty section of the counter in order to submit to the magnetic pull he felt towards him. It satiated a part of him to slip his arms around his waist.

Rain chirped curiously, startled slightly from his sleepy trance, but settled into him the second he registered the multi ghoul. Swiss kissed the bare skin of his shoulder with a tuneless hum, nose brushing against a particularly dark bruise. 

He wondered just how long Mountain had spent with his mouth mapping out the well defined planes of Rain's body. He wondered if he'd gotten to taste every inch of him - Mountain was always overzealous with his teeth when he was in a rut, that much was obvious from the few dozen bite marks Swiss could see, he knew there were more hidden beneath the fabric. He wondered if Mountain had bitten for pain or pleasure, or even ownership. 

Swiss took his hips in hand, thumbs wriggling underneath the hem of his shirt to rub against cool skin. He could almost imagine the way Mountain's big hands would have practically enveloped his waist, bet Mountain could've felt his own cock every time he bottomed out. Something knotted in his stomach, nearly groaning out loud at the thought alone. 

He wondered...

The sound that choked itself from the water ghoul was uneven and breathy when he unceremoniously shoved both hands up under his tank top. Gills flaring in surprise as Swiss chuckled, hooking his chin over his shoulder to watch the ribbed fabric stretch over the shape of his fingers kneading into his tits. They were small, mosquito bites in comparison to someone like Cumulus. Not enough fat to even fill his palms but he took them like a proper handful anyways. 

"Pretty thing," he chuffed and thumbed over his pert little nipples. Rain tried not to whimper but a light pinch was enough to draw it out, the noise was more than reward for his bad behavior. "Prettiest fucking water lily." 

"Fuck" Rain squirmed, hands floating awkwardly like he might just grab Swiss to stop him but made no real move to. "Fuck, fuck not so hard - !" 

"They sensitive baby?" His voice lilted and Rain shook his head quickly, dark curls brushing over Swiss' cheek. He tugged lightly at the silver bars threaded through his nipples and felt Rain's knees wobble as he moaned high and feminine. Swiss was grinning. "Oh they are...Mountain was a bit too rough on you huh? Big boy always gets a little heavy handed when he's like this, but we all know you're not as fragile as you pretend to be." 

"Swiss-" he breathed, head hitting his shoulder as it fell back. 

"That's okay sweetheart, just tell me to be gentle." Swiss kissed the hinge of his jaw, still idly fiddling with his piercings. Sighing too close to his gills to have Rain thinking clearly. 

"Please..." his swallow was audible, gulping down his pride. "Please be gentle with me."

“There we go, good boy” he cooed and rucked his tanktop up over his chest. Exposing him to the cool air and anyone who might just happen to waltz into the kitchen, exposing Mountain's handiwork. 

The little pink buds were awfully puffy, the outline of the earth ghoul's maw encircling either one. Swiss traced the divots in his skin and tsked, opting to slowly roll both nipples between his thumb and forefinger as he kissed a line up the side of his neck. 

“Look at them, look how cute they are.” 

Rain's breath hitched, a faint and whispered string of pleas tumbling past his lips when the multi ghoul grazed his gills. 

“See ‘em?” 

“Mhm…” 

“So little in my hands.” 

“Not little…” 

“Oh they're nice and little, perfect.” A little kiss to the delicate membrane on his neck, tongue darting out to tease them open. He was surprised Rain didn't go boneless right there. “Your tits are perfect darling, just like the rest of you.” 

“Fuck - put your tongue in it.” Rain reached back to rest his hand on the back of Swiss’ neck. Less than subtle encouragement. 

Swiss laughed and drew him perfectly flush to his front, molded himself against his back as he latched onto the sensitive slits. He kissed them just as deeply, just as sloppily as he would if he were kissing Rain properly. Warm saliva and a warmer tongue pushed into his gills, likely a white hot sensation if Rain's moan was anything to go off of. 

Another, less harsh tug at his nipples and Rain was really keening, ass pushing back against where Swiss was starting to chub up.  He pulled off of his gills, panting and admiring the sheen of spit left on his neck. 

“Seven hells…You look wrecked already.” 

“Feels good,” Rain’s words were starting to slur. Whether that be from exhaustion or that sweet fuzzy feeling starting to settle into place. 

“Course it does, I always make you feel good.” He nosed into his scent gland, groaning as the smell of moss and salt water flooded over him. He never wanted to leave the comfortable place he found in Rain, his body felt like home. “Satanas below, you're the closest thing to divine to ever waltz its way out of the pits.” 

Rain whined, nearly groaned in embarrassment, flush creeping to the tips of his ears. He always got so shy when Swiss rolled out this particularly cavity inducing brand of praise. 

“Can’t help it…Just love my pretty boy and his pretty tits.”

#void writing #spicy tag #writing #answered #nameless ghouls #rain ghoul #swiss ghoul #rulti #swiss/rain #the band ghost #ghost the band #the band ghost ficlet

[st-danger]

hypothetically, if swiss were to fuck rain nasty against a window (looking out to the courtyard where everyone can see, of course) would he hoist him up by the thighs and press that sweet little ass of his against the glass, or take him from behind and let his dick slide all slippery along the pane..?

Legs around his waist, holding him up and fucking him against the glass, so he can nuzzle into Rain's neck and tell him about the Siblings who have spotted them and are watching and- Rain gives a little moan, helpless, hands tightening on Swiss's shoulders. Exhibitionist, he thinks. Swiss can't help but smile when he kisses Rain's neck again.

Is anyone watching? Is Swiss telling the truth, or is he simply feeding into a fantasy?

Doesn't matter. It's real to Rain regardless.

#st-speaks #ghost #the band ghost #ghost fanfic #ghost fanfiction #ghost headcanons #nameless ghouls #swiss ghoul #rain ghoul #swiss/rain #swiss x rain #rulti

[autumnblooms]

If its not too much, for the kiss prompts

#1 with Rulti?

💙💙

Of course Mac!! Enjoy some loving boys 🖤

#if anyone working with procreate dreams has tips on how to make gifs without it compressing all to hell #hit me up #I shortened the video from 5sec to 3sec and it helped #but it seems ridiculous to only be able to make 2sec animation #anyway enjoy love! #the band ghost #my art #rain ghoul #swiss ghoul #ghost band #nameless ghouls #rulti #procreate dreams

[hypnoneghoul]

Tidal Temptations

WC: 1,2K

Relationship: Rain/Swiss

Tags: Tail Masturbation, Anal Fingering, Oral Sex, Gill Fingering, Water Sex

For Swiss’ and Rain’s defense, their evening started out innocently as well. They decided to go swim in the lake, just because it was really nice outside and they didn’t have anything better to do. Swiss should’ve known there would be no innocent thoughts in his head once he laid his eyes on Rain’s fully unglamoured, aquatic form.

Notes: the king of gill fucking is back again heh

Read under the cut or on AO3.

The warm summer evenings the ghouls had a chance to spend back at the Abbey were usually peaceful. Some were napping inside, some outside and some were engaging in a bit less… restful activities.

For Swiss’ and Rain’s defense, their evening started out innocently as well. They decided to go swim in the lake, just because it was really nice outside and they didn’t have anything better to do.

Swiss should’ve known there would be no innocent thoughts in his head once he laid his eyes on Rain’s fully unglamoured, aquatic form. Even disguised as a human he was annoyingly attractive, and the multi ghoul couldn’t be blamed for getting horny… Could he?

After a few minutes of just swimming around with no real purpose, Swiss’ eyes started to linger on Rain just for a bit longer every time. He took on admiring each and every little feature that made Rain Rain and there was so much he got lost in it. 

As always. Every damn time, for years now.

The water ghoul knew, of course he did. He was not only well aware of his general beauty but also the effect he had on Swiss specifically. He had him all but wrapped around his little finger.

Swiss didn’t even try to be secretive, blatantly staring at Rain over and under the water, gluing his eyes to whatever the other would allow him to see. He wanted so badly to swim up to Rain and touch him, feel all those scales under his calloused fingertips, the soft fins in his mouth.

He knew he had to wait for an invitation.

An invitation he got, of sorts, but only when he was already hard and dripping into the water surrounding them.

“Hey, Swiss,” Rain called out from basically the other side of the lake, but before Swiss could reply, the water ghoul was already gone, the surface of the lake left rippled where he was just a second before.

The multi ghoul looked around—not even thinking of bringing his quintessence into the equation—scanning the water for any signs of where Rain might reemerge.

He didn’t.

Swiss let out a gasp as something soft and leathery wrapped around his leg out of nowhere, followed by a grip of clawed hands on his thighs. “Hi, Raincloud.”

Only then did Rain poke his head out of the water, grinning up at Swiss brightly, his cerulean eyes glowing. “I see someone got all hot and bothered over me… again.”

“I– well, can’t deny it now, can I?” Swiss chuckled, a slight tinge of nervousness in his laugh. Damn Rain for being the only person in existence able to make Swiss actually nervous.

“It’s okay, sweetheart,” Rain purred, nuzzling into the multi ghoul’s neck, licking up his pulse. “I’ll take care of you.”

“Rainy–” Swiss sighed, smoothing his hands up and down the flawless skin of Rain’s back as the water ghoul’s cold hands slid his swimming trunks down to his knees. His hard cock sprung out and hit his belly, water muffling the slapping sound it would surely make in different conditions. 

Rain put on a faux pout at that, tutting, “So, so hard.”

“Yeah, baby, please…”

“Begging already?” he teased and dragged a sharp claw up Swiss’ stomach, ending up on his chest, tweaking a perky nipple. The multi ghoul let out a quiet moan, a putty in Rain’s hands.

He wouldn’t make him wait for much longer, though, there’d be countless more occasions to tease and edge Swiss into deliriousness. Rain swiftly moved down, asking his water to aid Swiss in keeping afloat, and the next thing the multi ghoul knew was Rain’s lips closing around the tip of his dick.

He moaned, all whorish, suddenly assaulted with the feeling of Rain’s skilled mouth on him, the wet tightness sliding down and down his length until he could feel the water ghoul’s nose digging into the soft pudge of his lower belly.

Lord Below, how Swiss loved the fact that Rain had gills.

The multi ghoul screwed his eyes shut so hard it hurt, crying out a whine after a whine, voice carrying over the water, as Rain was working him closer and closer to his orgasm. “Rain, fuck–”

Swiss could feel Rain uncurling an arm from his legs, the claws disappearing on their way in between them. The water ghoul cupped his balls, squeezing a few times. He let go when Swiss’ whole body tensed, too close to bursting for Rain’s liking, and moved further into the back, petting a finger around his ass.

Rain didn’t need to do much to bring the multi ghoul to the brink in a few moments, swallowing his cock over and over again along with gulps of water, his tongue teasing the thick vein running along the underside of Swiss’ dick and his finger slipping into his hole, second one following shortly.

“Oh my god, Raincloud, f– fuck,” he babbled, pathetically flopping his arms by his sides, splashing the water. “Y- you feel so good, oh shit, Rain, baby…”

No response reached him but a hand grabbing his own and bringing it to Rain’s neck, setting it down over his gills. Even as fucked out as he was already, Swiss got the hint, getting his shaking under control. At least enough to not hurt the water ghoul’s fragile organs.

Looking down into the slightly murky water, Swiss was pretty sure Rain was lazily jerking himself off with his own tail, while he focused on making the multi ghoul completely lose his mind. Swiss gently parted purple fins covering the gills and dipped his fingers inside, having enough experience to know how to make Rain as good as possible. He slid the rough tips of his fingers along the slimy, ridged surface and softly curved upwards, pressing down onto the spongy membrane. Rain’s own moan vibrated through Swiss’ cock, making it kick in reply where it was nestled down the water ghoul’s throat.

“Lucifer, Rainc-cloud, I– I’m gonna–” Swiss whined, so high pitched he felt his cheeks burn with embarrassment. Rain didn’t seem to mind, neither the noise nor Swiss being this close. Quite the opposite, actually. The multi ghoul noticed him speed up the movement of his tail on himself just as he doubled down on getting Swiss to cum. Rain bobbed his head in time with little thrust of his fingers, hollowing his cheeks and tightening his throat.

“Oh, so good, baby, oh– I– fuck, I’m–” and with last squeeze Swiss was gone, cumming hot down Rain’ throat. The responding moan and shudder from the water ghoul told Swiss he just came too, and kept milking him for all his worth.

“Ohhh, my god,” the multi ghoul sighed, running a wet hand over his face. “Rain, baby, come up here. Please?”

He obliged, breaking the surface and smiling up at the other, so innocently—like he didn’t just make him cum his brains out—as he cupped Swiss’ face, damp with lakewater and sweat. 

“You make such pretty noises, sweetheart,” Rain chuckled, running his thumb over Swiss’ cheekbone as he held his face. “All for me.”

“You evil little thing,” Swiss grumbled, even leaning into the water ghoul’s soft touch with a purr. “All for you.”

#hypnone writes #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #rain ghoul #swiss ghoul #gill smut #rulti

[multi-fandom-of-madness]

Rain sending Swiss a photo of his slutty outfits and saying “Hype me up hype man” and Swiss responding with the dirtiest shit

#nameless ghouls #the band ghost #ghost #rain x swiss #rulti #rulti ghost #rulti ghoul #rain ghoul x Swiss ghoul #rain ghost x Swiss ghost #rain ghoul #rain ghost #Swiss ghoul #Swiss ghost #swiss army ghoul

[kkaisarion]

rain is everyone's girlfriend, and we love that for him

#when is it my turn to be happy #rain ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #aether ghoul #swiss ghoul #multi ghoul #rain x dewdrop #rain x swiss #rain x aether #raindrop #rulti #nameless ghouls #the band ghost #ghost band #dewdrop x rain

[purlty23]

the seepies

#the band ghost #fanart #nameless ghoul #swiss ghoul #rain ghoul #rulti #swiss x rain

[iamthecomet]

Breathless

[Kinktober - Day 11 - Breathplay] Rating: Explicit Pairing: Rain/Swiss Featuring: Mean!Rain. Bottom!Rain. Water ghoul magic. Choking. Anal Sex. Sex Magic. Riding. Semi-rough sex. Light dom/sub. Word Count: 1k.

Swiss swears he can feel Rain in his blood. Can feel his magic digging around in it. Keeping his dick hard despite how badly he wants to cum–needs to. Cock kicking hard each time Rain clenches down around him.

“Rain–”

“Don’t you dare ask to cum already,” Rain snaps.

“It’s been hours.” 

Read it on AO3 or under the cut.

“Pretty like this,” Rain coos. He gives a harsh roll of his hips and Swiss gasps, bucking up into him. Unable to stay still despite his best efforts. Despite Rain’s constant orders. Swiss’ fingers dig into Rain’s thighs. Holding on. Fingers dimpling in with bruising force. Feeling cool soft skin give under his fingers as Rain rides him within an inch of his life.  Rain rolls his hips. Sets a languid pace as he rides Swiss. Body warm and so so wet. Each slow drag squeezes Swiss’ cock from root to tip. He’s been hard for so long. His balls drew up tight ages ago. But Rain hasn’t gotten his fill yet. Hasn’t cum. 

And so that means Swiss hasn’t either. Can’t. 

Swiss swears he can feel Rain in his blood. Can feel his magic digging around in it. Keeping his dick hard despite how badly he wants to cum–needs to. Cock kicking hard each time Rain clenches down around him. 

“Rain–”

“Don’t you dare ask to cum already,” Rain snaps. 

“It’s been hours .” 

Hours is maybe an exaggeration. But it’s been at least one. A full hour of Rain, speared on him. Squeezing him. Fucking him. Leaking copious amounts of slick onto his thighs, his balls, the sheets beneath them.  An hour of watching Rain’s cock bounce. Of watching it pour pre-cum onto Swiss’ stomach to dry in his happy trail. An hour of watching Rain’s lithe swimmer’s body move above him, muscles flexing. Blush deepening as his pleasure builds. 

An hour of listening to Rain’s little gasps, his moans, the soft sighs as he takes Swiss cock to the hilt and wiggles his hips, grinding him against a spot that makes him tense up every time. 

Swiss is nearing insanity. It’s good. He knows if Rain ever lets him cum he’s going to black out. He knows there’s no winning with Rain. That Swiss could have held out for twenty-four hours and Rain still would have acted like it was too soon. But it still stings. The base need to please the pretty ghoul on his lap outweighs all logic when he’s like this. 

He can’t be expected to think–not when Rain is bouncing on his dick like this. 

“Forty-Five minutes,” Rain counters. “That’s all you can give me?”

Swiss isn’t sure Rain knows either but the spike of shame of not even being able to last an hour is hot. He feels his cheeks light with it. Forty-five minutes is an insane number, he knows it. But like this? He doesn’t care. Forty-five minutes feels like four.  Swiss tips his head back into the pillows. He lets his eyes slip closed. Rain lets him do it for a few moments. Allows him a reprieve where Swiss focuses on how soft Rain is inside. Velvety. Warm. So fucking tight and wet and perfect. Swiss listens to him moan, each breathless gasp makes his stomach ache. 

“Does it hurt?” Rain interrupts his reverie to taunt. 

Swiss digs his fingers into Rain’s thighs a little harder, but doesn’t answer.

Rain’s hand around Swiss’ throat takes him by surprise. Rain doesn’t squeeze. Just fits those long fingers around Swiss’ neck. He taps his fingers on his hammering pulse. Swiss opens his eyes. Peering up at Rain through blown-out pupils. 

“Tell me.” 

“Yeah, Rainy. It hurts .” 

“Where?” 

Swiss doesn’t know how to answer that. Everywhere. His balls. His stomach. His dick. But Swiss has always been a slut for a little bit of pain. And it’s good. Even as his body screams at him to cum. Thighs aching from matching Rain’s thrusts. Blood sparking from Rain’s magic. He wonders what will happen when Rain lets go. If he’ll cum immediately. Or if he’ll be able to hold out for a few more minutes. Long enough to make Rain cum too. 

Swiss realizes he’s been quiet for too long a half a second too late. Rains’ fingers squeeze down–just a little not enough to really choke him. But he does anyway. Magic digging into his pulse. Dragging blood away from his brain the same way his fingers would if he pushed down harder. 

Swiss arches against it. Gasps. Groaning low as his eyes roll back in his head. He gasps for air that doesn’t matter and Swiss catches the sight of Rain grinning down at him through his darkening vision. 

It all lets go at once. The choke. The magic keeping his orgasm at bay. It’s an onslaught of sensation. Heat spiraling in his gut. The oxygen high hitting his brain like a truck. Spots dance in front of his eyes. He makes a noise like a wounded animal. Gut punched, and Rain laughs at him as he rides in earnest. 

“Not yet. Don’t you dare.” 

“Rain. Fuck. I can’t. I’m gonna– please don’t make me . Not yet, Not– fuck. ” 

Swiss cums with a wail. Nails punching into Rain’s thighs as he does. The smell of copper filling his nose as Rain hisses, moans from the bite of pain. 

Swiss’ vision goes dark. He forgets how to breath as he empties himself into the hot clutch of Rain’s body. Rain doesn’t stop–never falters. Rides him through it and keeps going. Overstimulation hits like a freight train and Swiss hisses. Tries to figure out how to pull away–how to get a break. 

Rain’s fingers find his throat again. Digging in harder this time. No magic just the press of Rains’ callouses to Swiss’ rabbit pulse. 

“ Pathetic ,” Rain spits, “I told you to wait.” 

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it.,” Swiss babbles. Body twitching with each grind of Rain’s hips. He’s still hard–he’s pretty sure that isn’t his body’s doing. He’s not surprised. Rain will take whatever he wants, and Swiss will give until there is nothing left. Rain’s cock is flushed dark, spitting pre. He must be close by now–has to be. “I’ll do better next time.” 

“No,” Rain hisses. Swiss feels the bite of Rain’s claws against his neck. The threat of it sends a swoop through his stomach. Makes his spent cock twitch valiantly inside of Rain’s body.  “You’ll do better now.” 

#comet writes #kinktober 2023 #kinktober #ghostober #rain ghoul #swiss army ghoul #multi ghoul #rulti #rain/swiss #ghost fi #ghost fanfic #ghost fanfiction #ghost band fanfic #ghost band fanfiction #ghost band fic

[funvinefury]

Thought you guys would like to see this cute moment between Rain and Swiss.

Credits: Sodoismydad on Instagram

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[tacox]

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[divine-misfortune]

Alright so i MIGHT have accidentally deleted the ask that @mac-and-thefox sent like a dumb ass but she requested rulti for the kiss prompts with 'on a place of insecurity'.

With a few little splashes, the flat stone skimmed along the mirror like surface of the lake sending disruptive ripples across the water. Inevitably gravity took hold and plunged the rock beneath the surface and Swiss watched it go with a furrowed brow. Briefly interrupted, the lake settled back into its serene state. Unbothered by him and his influence on it like always. 

He laid back against the dock and stared up at the glittering sky, stars winking down at him in his misery. Swiss knew he'd regret the choice to collapse onto the dock and not the grass, sensing splinters and a lecture from Aether in his future, but the deed was already done. Resigned to his fate, he threw an arm over his eyes in an attempt to block out the silver moonlight. 

"There you are...Started to think you were hiding from me." The dock creaked under added weight, Swiss didn't know if he trusted it to hold two people. 

Swiss lifted his arm long enough to look up at the upside-down face of the water ghoul looming over him. Just as pretty from this angle, outlined in a soft white glow. 

"Not from you, from her" he gestured vaguely towards the sky and Rain's head tilted. "She's been mocking me for days." 

"The moon is mocking you?" 

"Yes! Yes, it fucking has. I know you've felt that tug in your bones all week." He watched Rain straighten out his spine, arms folded neatly behind his back as he tipped his head back. Natural and elegant in her presence like he belonged there. "Calling me back to the water despite everything," he scoffed "she loves my anguish apparently." 

"Now someone sounds a little too self important" he mused and seated himself on the space of the dock beside him, arms braced behind him, head still thrown back to admire the cloudless sky. "She doesn't call you for nothing, certainly not maliciously. You've got it inside you, Mr. Multi." 

"Barely. Hardly a multi ghoul as imbalanced as I am, water just...doesn't stick. Not meant for it." Swiss frowned and turned his face to the side away from Rain, watching the lake gently lapping at the shoreline. "I can make a little wave or two but that's not impressive." 

He turns towards him again and Rain's laying down as well, on his side, staring at him with a bent arm pillowed under his head. There's that tug again. Magnetic and persistent. He sighed and the other ghoul shifted closer, close enough their natural body temperatures clashed. It was impossible not to feel stripped bare when Rain looked at him like that - nothing short of adoring. 

"Still runs in your veins." 

Rain reached for his hand and pulled it closer, tracing the dark blue lines in his wrist with the tip of his finger. Examining him, studying what comprised the multi parts of him. Familiarizing himself with what made him. 

"You may run hot," he paused to kiss his inner wrist. His pulse stuttered under the cool grace of his lips "but that doesn't mean the element has gone and evaporated out of you." 

"Rain-" embarrassment crept into his voice, masking uncertainty. 

"See her in your eyes." 

His hand came to rest on his cheek, thumbing lightly at the space beneath his eye. Swiss exhaled, blinking sparingly as he stared at the silver rings in Rain's eyes. She resided there unapologetically, belonged amongst the sapphire. 

"If anything, I think she's just pulling me back to you," Swiss admitted quietly and mirrored Rain's position on his side. Closer than they had been but not close enough for her incessant pushing. 

"Calling you back to the water where you belong." Hand drifting, Rain cupped the back of his neck and Swiss laid his own on the dip of his waist. Touching to prove the ghoul in front of him, beautiful as he was, was real and not some fantasy. 

Exhaling softly, Swiss could almost taste the rosewater on his breath. He breathed in the artificial vanilla scent of Rain's preferred chapstick and pressed his fingers into his waist. Not hard. A miniscule adjustment, never wanting to let him go. His eyes drifted shut before Rain's lips ever met his, already drowning in the water ghoul's embrace.  

Rain kissed him like he's never tasted doubt on his name. It was easy to let him lead. Easy for Swiss to match the lazy pace, mouths moving together slowly with an unspoken coordination - Rain kissed him like it was his whole purpose in life to steal the air from his lungs and breathe his love back into him, and the idea was preferable to ever tasting oxygen again. 

From his waist, Swiss' hand slipped under his shirt to slide his palm up his spine. He ran hot but Rain, cool to the touch, never failed to even him out. He needed that, balance in skin to skin contact. 

Minutes, hours, centuries later is when Rain broke away and Swiss felt his lungs tight and hot crying for air. It was a feeling he could ignore with such a perfect distraction. Rain's gills fluttered as he drew his own breath. 

"She loves you." Rain squeezed the back of his neck gentle, foreheads coming to rest together. "She loves you because I love you, and the water belongs to you as much as me."

#aka swiss is insecure abt his unbalanced he is as a mutli ghoul #writing #void writing #nameless ghouls #rain ghoul #swiss ghoul #rulti #rain x swiss #swiss x rain #the band ghost #ghost the band #the band ghost ficlet

[st-danger]

Saint how about some hot nasty making out? Just absolutely starving for one another, unable to stop touching, so, so into it. Stoned ghouls, perhaps?

Idk but I want them to drown in each other.

Please <3

The golden hour is particularly nice in Swiss's room, a west-facing window letting the day's sun's dying breaths stream though. It illuminates the haze of the joint, already smoked but lingering. On his bed, Swiss pulls Rain into his lap and twists his finger in one of Rain's curls, toying.

"Hey," Swiss says, meeting Rain's stoned, ever so slightly stupid smile. Red eyes crinkling in the corner; he imagines they match in that regard. He places a hand on Rain's hip, and slowly sneaks his fingers underneath his shirt, drawing a ticklish line over the top of Rain's pants.

"Hi," Rain says back, and then ducks down to rub his nose against Swiss's, and then to brush his lips the barest, most unsatisfying amount. Smoke on his breath. Lips moving against his when he speaks, "wanna give me your tongue?"

It starts slow, because if Swiss is being honest, he's never been able to match Rain when it comes to imbibing in weed. He's gone, he knows. His limbs feel heavy and his body is buzzing. Tingling from it, moving underwater. There was no need to have smoked so much, not really, except Rain loves getting so high he drifts, and Swiss loves when Rain is useless and touchy and pliable.

A gentle press of their lips together at first. Massaging. Swiss holds Rain's face in both of his hands, brushes his thumbs against his cheeks, and Rain settles heavier into his lap, letting the tension leave his thighs where they bracket Swiss, and letting his full weight rest against his lap. Swiss feels him plucking at his shirt, and then feels the tip of his tongue dart out to lick his plush lower lip. Sighing pleasurably, he threads a hand through Rain's curls, over his scalp, pulling his head down closer.

It's so easy to open for him, to keep the kiss light and teasing and let Rain feel languid strokes of their tongues not even in one another's mouths. Licking at each other without coming together entirely. If they could watch, Swiss would see the thread of spit glinting in the sunlight, connecting them when Rain pulls back to grin, hands sliding over Swiss's chest, rubbing his pecs with clumsy hands.

"You taste like weed," he murmurs. "Degenerate."

"Promise you won't tell anyone," Swiss grins, and then he's pulling Rain back to him, pulling his face near and this time there's nothing teasing about it.

Swiss can't hold back the groan when they meet, because Rain's enthusiasm has his hips canting forward as he licks greedily into his mouth, all preamble gone. Kaput. It catches him off guard, how deeply Rain is kissing so soon. Not that he could ever complain, but-

"Rain, baby-" he says in the space between kisses, "really need it, huh? That it?"

Rain nips at Swiss’s bottom lip, sharper than he probably means to but too high to properly judge. It's a shock of pain that triggers something inside him, hands roving, one getting a good fistful of curls, the other sliding to his pale throat, not choking- not yet, though he's sure some of that will come later, restricting just before he forces Rain to cum- but holding. A reminder of his strength. A reminder how easy it is for Swiss to control. He loses track of how long it goes on. Drifting. Drowning. Farther and farther away.

Rain moans, fists his hands in Swiss's shirt, pulling. Stretching it out, he's sure- at least it's a cheap undershirt. He can live with that, if it's all wonky later.

They're very high now; it shows in the uncoordination, the amount of spit. Messy. Sloppy, even. Rain kisses him like he needs to burrow under his very skin, and it has taken no time at all for him to go wriggly, squirming on Swiss's lap, worrying the cotton of his shirt progressively rougher, only to release it so he can rub over his chest again, smoothing his fingertips around until he feels his nipples and gives them a tweak between his thumb and forefinger. Swiss doesn't intend to, but the jolt it sends through him has his hands tightening on Rain. A harder grip in his hair, curling firmly around his slender neck.

"Uh huh," Rain moans, plucking at Swiss to get them hard enough to poke through the white fabric. "Harder- choke me a little."

As usual, Rain gets whatever he wants, because Swiss is powerless to deny him anything.

He grabs his hair in a tight fist and slides his hand to curl around his throat, wrenching his head forward so he can drag the point of his nose against the sharp line of his jaw, to his ear, squeezing his hand at the same time he licks the lobe, sucks it, fangs scraping when he pulls back. Rain squeaks, and mindlessly pinches Swiss, harder than he would like were he sober. He hisses, and licks Rain's face, a wet slide up his cheek.

"That do it for you? Yeah?" Swiss says into his ear, the sensation of his hot breath drawing a full body shudder from Rain, who cannot for the life of him stay still.

"Harder," Rain says.

Again, Swiss indulges him.

He chokes him in earnest now, and the sound it pulls from Rain is- it's a lot. It's a noise that Swiss will never tire of hearing, and one that he thinks of when Rain isn't close by and he only has his hand, and he needs a little push to send himself over the edge.

Swiss thinks it a bit unfair that the joint makes him more sensitive, but his dick slower to respond. For as good as it all feels, it takes longer for his body to get with the program. Rain doesn't have this problem. He's stuck firmly on the opposite side of the spectrum. He's grinding against Swiss, and the knowledge of how stiff and pink it is under the sweatpants, tenting them, pressing it into Swiss’s belly- frankly, it's intolerable. Rain can't help it. Swiss is aware of how his nerves sing when he's stoned.

He eases off, gives Rain a moment to suck down some oxygen, and forces their mouths together once again, shoving his tongue roughly into Rain's mouth at the same time he chokes Rain for real, tight and cruel, desperate to steal the air from him. He needs. Needs- everything. Needs to suck on Rain's tongue, kiss him and choke him and make it so the only thing Rain can process, can know, is him.

He holds until Rain taps at his chest, and then releases, letting both his hair and neck go. Rain pulls away, chest heaving this time, face as red as his eyes, which are heavy lidded, barely focused. His lips are kiss-bruised, fuller from the bites Swiss bestowed upon them.

He can't help himself; with his hands unoccupied, he gropes Rain's hard on, and echoes Rain's moan, feeling it throb in his palm. Rain curls into himself, hands still flexing against his broad chest.

"Sweetheart," Swiss says, "this it? Want it?" He punctuates by working him more insistently, dimly surprised by how hot it feels through the material.

"Your mouth," Rain whimpers.

"Want me to kiss you there, too?"

Rain nods. Dazed. Stupid. Pliable.

"Gimme your tongue," he says for the second time.

Inside, Swiss and Rain adjust so Rain can lay back and lose himself, cum too quickly into Swiss’s mouth, who will hold it in and feed it back to him, drool it into Rain's waiting mouth. Outside, it grows dark.

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