#rulti

It's thick, slurred, but he means it with all his heart. The summertime sunlight coats him in gold, blue-black waves sitting perfectly disheveled atop his tilted head and the hair between his thighs glistening with their combined excitement. There's a particularly playful glimmer in his eye, one he's had since Swiss woke up and found him casually humping a pillow with a pair of fat joints and a lighter in hand. He certainly wasn't complaining.

He just hadn't expected Rain to feed him both of them.

"Sure y'wont share, angelfish?"

Every one of his nerves lights up when Rain gives a soft chuckle, pulling the smokable away in favor of cupping Swiss' cheek. He leans into it with a happy sigh, nuzzling, scratching at Rain's palm with his stubble.

"Not today," Rain replies, easy as anything. Like he hasn't been straddling Swiss for the better part of an hour, in various stages of dress but never with pants on. "I just felt like helping you indulge."

"Awful kind of you."

It comes out as one mushed up word, and this time Swiss accepts when Rain offers him the joint. Takes a deep pull that makes Rain's mouth curl at the corners, makes his eyes flash and his cunt pulse. Swiss lets his eyes fall shut as his lungs fill, the world tilts, and his exhale comes with a deeply content groan.

"You're too good t'me baby," he purrs around the last wisps of smoke, watching them swirl on the warm breeze flowing past the curtains. Rain smiles, sparkling eyes going crinkled.

"Only because I'm selfish," he says, and another rock of those perfect hips send sparks cascading down Swiss' spine. "You get so hard when you're high."

His empty hand, the one that's been busy touching Swiss everywhere it can reach, slithers down his chest, his stomach, until -

"Oh shit."

He spits it when Rain's callused fingertips find the slippery head of his cock, only the tip of it exposed where it's nestled between Rain's lips. The wriggling tip of his tentacle joins Rain's thumb, and the sound Swiss makes when both appendages start rubbing at the tender underside could only be described as baleful.

Swiss feels his balls draw up, and this time the only thing that keeps him from spilling onto his belly is a sudden rush of unnatural, cool pressure in his groin. Swiss' eyes fly open, and Rain's smile shows his fangs.

"Uh-uh," he scolds, saccharine, thumb and tentacle not ceasing their pointed assault. "I'm not nearly done enjoying myself, so neither are you."

The sing-song tone belies the predator truly above him.

Sunlight shines in through the window, casting golden rays across the floor and over the bed. Bird song follows soon after, though it is much louder than it should be. A light breeze is next, chilling the room and causing one of the bodies under the covers to begin shivering. This is what finally wakes Swiss up. He blinks his bleary eyes open, scowling at the beam of light that hits him directly in the face. He lifts his head to look around, slightly disoriented by the color of the walls and the hum of the fish tank filter. 

Right. He spent the night in Rain’s room. They were smoking and watching a movie because they wanted to wake up together. Because the next morning, this morning, would be their summoning day. Swiss is now much more awake. He rolls over ready to plant kisses all over Rain’s face until he wakes up too, but he stops short. Rain has the blanket pulled up to his chin, a little furrow between his brows as another shiver wracks through his body. 

It would be cruel of him to wake his fishy up frozen solid on their summoning day. Swiss scoots closer to him under the blanket. The black and white of his eyes swirl and shift until it is replaced with orange and yellow as he calls his spark of flame to the surface. Instantly his body heats, chasing away the bite of cold. He glues himself to Rain’s back, hiking a leg over his hip and wrapping his arms around his middle. 

Rain sighs as the warmth helps his body relax. Swiss chuckles quietly, nuzzling his face in his hair and kissing him. Rain rolls over when Swiss pulls back, tucking his nose right under his chin so his lips press to his forehead. 

Swiss grins against his skin. “Good morning princess,” his voice is rough, scratchy from disuse. Rain does not say a word. Does not move an inch. He stays perfectly still with his eyes closed and his breathing steady. 

Swiss dramatically rolls his eyes before cupping Rain’s chin and tilting his head up. He kisses him softly, holding it until he feels Rain begin to smile. When he pulls back he is greeted with those gorgeous eyes as deep and dark as the ocean he was pulled from. 

“Now it’s a good morning,” Rain practically purrs. 

“You’re right it is. Cause this morning marks the day I met the most beautiful ghoul I’ve ever seen.” Swiss kisses the corner of his mouth before tilting his head to give him another proper kiss. This one though is much deeper than the first. Deeper than it should be this early in the morning. 

When they part, Rain stares up at Swiss like he cannot believe he is real. The way his eyes shine makes Swiss’ heart stutter to a stop. Truly it is unfair that one ghoul can be so beautiful. Even more unfair that his gaze, his affection, is turned toward Swiss. He will never understand what he did to deserve waking up to Rain, but he will not take it for granted. He will show him nothing but love and worship until the day they both get thrown back into the Pits. Because if Rain goes, Swiss will not hesitate to follow. 

“You know what would make this morning even better?” Rain plays with the end of one of Swiss’ locs. 

“What?” 

He looks up at him through his lashes, “If the window wasn’t left open all night.” 

Swiss smacks him lightly on the shoulder, “You were the one who opened it!” 

“Hm. Maybe. But you were supposed to close it. I can’t be blamed for that.” 

“Oh right yeah sorry. Princesses can’t be blamed for anything,” Swiss’ voice is laced with humor. 

Rain kisses his cheek, “Glad you agree. Now get up and close that window. And heat up the room so we can get changed. You owe me a day at the lake.” 

Swiss rolls his eyes but the smile on his face is as bright as the sun. He throws the blanket off him and rolls out of bed. Even with his fire flicking at the surface, the cold of the hardwood floor sends a shiver down his spine. He can feel the told you so on Rain’s lips without him even opening his mouth. 

Before pulling the window shut, Swiss takes a deep breath of the early spring air. It is going to be a great day for a swim. Which is a good thing and a bad thing. It means that the likelihood of being pestered by Siblings on their day is high. As much as Swiss loves the humans, he does not even want to hear anyone else. He wants every sense to only know Rain. 

“See something?” Rain’s voice is quiet as he comes up behind Swiss, wrapping his arms around his middle and hooking his chin over his shoulder. He starts to trail kisses over his neck and up his jaw. 

Swiss sighs and leans back into him, “No. Nothin at all.” 

“Then where’s your head,” he whispers in his ear before pressing a kiss to the shell of it. 

“Back in that summoning room,” Swiss begins to smile, “where I saw a viscous water ghoul take a bite out of Omega’s arm and thought ‘yeah this is where I’m supposed to be’.” 

“Charming.”

“Oh you love it.” 

“Do I?” 

Swiss breathes a laugh before turning around in Rain’s arms. He gives him a quick peck on the lips, “Why else would you wanna spend alllll day with me?” 

“Okay maybe I do love you. Just a little bit.” The little smile accompanied by the dusty blush that graces his face nearly makes Swiss’ heart stop. It is amazing he is still alive given how often he gets to see that look. 

“I’m glad we could reach an agreement. Who else am I supposed to take on dates?” 

“Do you want that list alphabetically or numerically ranked?” Rain knocks their horns together before dropping his arms and pulling back. He turns to walk toward the attached bathroom, but before he can get more than a few steps away he is suddenly yanked back. 

He yelps, but it is immediately smothered by Swiss capturing him in a kiss. He kisses him softly, yet with a deepness that leaves Rain’s head spinning. “I love you too,” Swiss mutters against his lips as he starts to grin, “now we can get changed.” 

They make quick work of it, throwing off their pajamas and pulling on their swimsuits, Swiss in his trunks and Rain in a baby blue bikini that will be gone the moment he is submerged. Rain even skips his normal morning skincare routine. No point when they are going to spend all day in the water. 

Hand in hand, they leave Rain’s room and head to the kitchen. The den is already empty, everyone else either speeding through their chores or doing who knows what for the party they know will be waiting for them in the evening. Though it does look like Mountain was kind enough to pack them food to take with them. While Swiss shoves the tupperware into a bag alongside some drinks, Rain hunts down towels from one of the den’s closests. 

With each of their missions complete, hands and tails tangle together as they make their way to the lake. The walk is long, but Swiss cannot complain. It is beautiful outside, the sun is warm but a breeze keeps the air cool. The trees are beginning to bud. Some of the fruit bearing ones even have flowers already. But what makes it all shine brighter is being able to share it with Rain. 

They do not talk while they make the trek, but they do not need to. Swiss has never felt the itch to fill the silence when he is with Rain. He does not need to put on a show when it is just the two of them. There is no need. Rain somehow just knows what Swiss needs even before he does. Sometimes it makes him wonder if he has his own spark of quintessence buried under all that water. 

When they finally arrive at the lake, it is just as Swiss feared. There is a group of Siblings laid out along the shore. The shift in Rain’s expression is nearly imperceptible, only noticeable by those who know what to look for. 

“I’m. Sure it’ll be fine. We can just set up camp on the other side.” Swiss gives his hand a squeeze. 

Rain sighs, but he follows as Swiss pulls him in the opposite direction of the Siblings. There are not many of them, so they should be easy enough to avoid. It is just annoying that they are here in the first place. Swiss can tell by the gleam in his eyes that Rain is contemplating chasing them away. Swiss has half a mind a to agree, but he really does not want to spend what is supposed to be their day getting yelled at for scaring Siblings. 

A distraction is in order. 

Swiss suddenly stops, causing Rain to bump into him, “What are you—“

“First one in gets the last slice of summoning day cake.” Swiss throws a grin over his shoulder before dropping the bag with their food and taking off towards the water. He kicks off his sandals as he runs, nearly tripping in the process. 

Rain shouts his name and a string of curses before he too throws the bag of towels to the ground. Swiss may have gotten a head start, but Rain is faster on his feet. Especially with his element so close. It gives him an extra boost of energy. In no time, he is catching up to Swiss who just laughs when he sees him next to him. 

But it all goes wrong the moment grass turns to sand. Rain stumbles with the change in terrain, nearly falling flat on his face. Swiss skitters to a stop, instinctively reaching out to grab him so he does not actually eat dirt. They are both panting, huge grins on their faces. 

“You good?” Swiss’ eyes scan him over 

Rain gives him a smile that looks all too pleased for someone who nearly kissed the ground. Without saying a word, Rain shoves Swiss causing him to totter and flail to catch his balance. Rain takes off toward the water laughing as loud as thunder. 

“Dirty cheater,” Swiss calls after him though there is a hint of a laugh in his voice. He cannot be mad at him, not when he gets to hear such a lovely sound. Especially not when he gets a perfect view of Rain’s ass in those bikini bottoms as he runs into the lake. 

Before Swiss can even make it to where water and sand meet, Rain dives under. He stares at the spot where he just was and starts to count in his head. Moments later, the baby blue material of Rain’s bikini is floating up to the surface. 

“Oh wow, five whole seconds. Congratulations, that’s a new record,” he says to himself as he fishes the swimsuit from the water and tosses it onto the shore. With that taken care of, he begins to wade into the lake. A shiver runs down his spine with the initial foot dip into the water. It is still frigid despite the sun warming the rest of the world. 

Rain does not seem to mind though given he still has not resurfaced. It almost makes Swiss suspicions. His little fishy is always a bit more bold in his element. He cannot even count the amount of times he has been dragged under just for Rain’s amusement. As he takes a few more tentative steps into the lake, he keeps his eyes on the water. Narrowed and searching for a flash of blue. 

His laser focus betrays him though. He does not see Rain’s finned tail carefully, silently, emerging further out. By the time he hears the powerful crack of it against the surface, Swiss is already soaking wet. He sputters and wipes the water from his eyes, wholly looking like a cat that just got thrown into the bath. He blinks a few stray droplets from his lashes and sees Rain’s head bobbing at the surface. 

“I warm you up. I take you out on a nice date and this is the thanks I get.” 

“You were taking too long.” 

“Oh I’m sorry, next time I’ll just be a water ghoul.” 

“You say that like you don’t have water in you.” 

Swiss dramatically rolls his eyes, “Well now that I’m soaking wet I guess I’ll join you in the deep end.” 

Swiss wades as far as he can before pushing off the bottom and paddling over to Rain. Despite the cold, he smiles the whole time. He cannot help it. Not with the way Rain is grinning from ear to ear, serrated teeth on full display. It chases the chill away. 

This is how they spend their day. Swimming and splashing together in the lake. They play a few games of chase, which Swiss loses horribly at until Rain takes pity on him and lets him win the last round. They lie in the shallows, letting the waves wash over them as they stare at the clouds and scoop the wet sand into little mounds. Eventually they do get out to go grab the bags they dumped for their race. Luckily, the food did not totally get ruined from Swiss throwing it. They sit and eat their lunch while talking and laughing about nothing and everything. 

As the sun climbs higher and higher in the sky, the air gets hotter. More Siblings and even a few Ministry ghouls now crowd the lake. Rain’s irritation is hard to miss. He may be silent, but he might as well be screaming at every human that gets closer and closer to where they are set up. If looks could kill most of these Siblings would be dead by now. So, in order to prevent a massacre Swiss drags him back into the water. 

The second half of the day is much calmer than the first. The two just float together, Swiss with his head on Rain’s chest while he lies on his back. The sun feels nice on his skin, warming the parts that are not submerged. It makes Swiss drowsy as he listens to Rain’s steady heartbeat. But he dare not close his eyes for a second. He keeps them glued to Rain’s face as he stares up at the sky while kicking them around. He has to memorize every moment of him like this. In his element, physically changed by being in the water. 

Rain is already a beautiful ghoul, but here like this, Swiss truly cannot believe he exists. The way his dark eyes seem to almost glow. The fins and spines that slip out past his glamour, unable to be hidden when absorbed in his element. The way the sun catches in the translucent membrane. Oh how they shine. The bioluminescent markings that dot all across his body. He is bigger too, even if only by a little. Big enough to be noticeable. Big enough that he passes Swiss in height when they are next to each other. Lords Below it drives him insane. He is a predator in his element and Swiss is more than happy to be his prey. 

“You’re staring,” Rain rumbles. He is still looking up at the sky. 

“Course I am princess. You know how much I love you like this.” As if to emphasize, Swiss places a kiss right in the middle of his chest. 

He lifts his head with the brush of lips on skin. Swiss can feel his eyes trace his face, so tender he may as well be actually touching him. The adoration in his gaze hurts. He looks at him like Swiss is something to be treasured, something to hide and hoard away so only Rain gets to know him. Swiss chuckles as a hand begins to drift down Rain’s side, “Now who’s starin?” 

“You’re so beautiful,” Rain murmurs so quietly that Swiss is not sure if he actually said words or not. Even so, it makes him duck his head and stare at Rain’s fluttering gills. Swiss is more than happy to dish out the praise and compliments, but it is nearly impossible for him to take it in return. 

“I mean it,” Rain starts a little louder this time, “the sun makes you look golden. You’re gorgeous Swiss.” 

His tongue darts out, wetting his lips as he prepares his own barrage of affection. But before he can even get a word out something in Rain’s eyes darkens. Something that makes Swiss’ stomach twist and flutter. 

“Take a deep breath.” 

“Why?” 

“Because it’s our day. Nobody, especially these humans, deserves to see you on our day. So take a deep breath.” This is not a request. This is a warning. Even if Swiss does not comply, Rain will still do what he wants. Oh but Swiss would never dream of not obeying his little fishy. 

He holds his gaze as he takes a big, almost dramatic deep breath of air. While he is at it, he begins to call his water to the surface. He has a feeling he knows where this is going and he wants to be conscious the whole time. As his eyes begin to shift from black and white to shades of blue, Rain makes his move. 

He postures up, grabbing onto Swiss’ shoulders like he might decide to wiggle away. He shoves him under the water with ease, Swiss more than willing to let his siren do what he pleases. With powerful kicks of legs and snaps of his tail, Rain propels them down, down, down. All the way down to the bottom. As the water shift from warm to cold, untouched by the rays of the sun, Swiss’ ears pop. He lungs begin to burn, screaming at him to open his mouth. Let the oxygen in. 

Not yet. It takes all his focus to breathe down here and he dare not look away from Rain. Not when he has that gleam in his eye. The same one that shines when he hunts. Oh but as the glimmer of light from the surface disappears, he burns. It is like a fist around his throat and lungs, squeezing with the sole purpose of watching his eyes pop. His lips twitch, a line of bubbles streaming from his mouth as his head begins to pound. 

A spike of instinctual fear flashes through his body, but it is quickly smothered by lips crashing into his. His back hits the bottom of the lake not a moment later. As Rain settles on top of him, holding him down with his own body, relief floods his system. Air is breathed into his lungs. With the encouragement, his water starts to actually work. The burning squeezing in his chest starts to fade as he begins to pull oxygen from the water through his skin. 

When Rain feels him relax, he breaks the kiss to look at him. His face is bathed in a light blue from his bioluminescence, making him look that much more like a predator. Like he is something dangerous. Though down here, he is. He is the only thing that determines if Swiss ever feels the sun again and yet all that knowledge serves to do is make heat bloom through Swiss’ body. He is totally at the mercy of Rain. 

But he does not look at Swiss like prey. He looks at him like a prize. He cups Swiss’ cheeks, pulling him in to kiss him again. It is nothing like the first though. It is quick and full of desperation, nipping at lips and teasing tongues. But he needs more. They both do. Rain grinds down hard where Swiss is chubbing up in his swim trunks. It forces his mouth to open in a gasp, a line of bubbles floating out. Rain does not hesitate, shoving his tongue down Swiss’ throat. 

He moans into his mouth, licking at Rain’s tongue as best he can. Desperate for more of that petrichor and sea salt taste. Swiss’ hands begin to roam his body as Rain continues a steady rhythm where he straddles him. Squeezing at his ass. Running up and down his torso yet oh so careful to avoid his gills. Cupping those tiny little tits, kneading at them and rolling his nipples between his fingers. 

At a particularly hard pinch, Rain breaks the kiss with a moan vibrating through the water. His eyes flutter open to gaze down at Swiss. He feels the buzz at the edges of his mind, the one that tells him Rain is trying to say something to him. But he does not need their connection to know what he wants. Just the look on his face is enough for Swiss to hear his breathy voice in his head. 

Touch me. I need you to touch me.

One hand drops from his tit to his thighs without hesitation. He traces a few dots of bioluminescence, all the way down until he comes to rest on Rain’s inner thigh. Swiss’ fingers tease sensitive frills before pushing past to swipe from slit to clit. The way Rain shudders and twitches from the barest brush is enough to already have Swiss’ head spinning. Even when he has the power to steal the air from his lungs, Rain still falls apart with a hand to his cunt. 

Swiss begins quick little circles on his clit. The last thing he wants to do is take his time. He does not have time. They will have to come up eventually. But before they do, Swiss needs to bury himself inside Rain. He has to be with him like this, in a way no one else ever is. 

Rain seems to have the same idea though as he practically grinds into Swiss’ palm. Swiss wants to meet him, mirror every time he pushes himself down. Rub his cock into his ass so he feels just how much Swiss needs him, but he cannot move. Not with Rain on top of him. Not with the pressure of the water. All he can do is keep touching Rain. 

Rain twitches against his fingertips with each pass over his clit. Swiss can feel him clenching around nothing and it boils his blood. He has to get him open, loosen him just enough to bully his cock inside. His fingers drop down to tease at his entrance. He feels a hand settle at the base of his throat. Swiss tears his eyes away from Rain’s cunt to meet his gaze. With their eyes locked, Rain rocks forward. Swiss’ fingers drag through his slick, pushing just the tips inside. 

Need to feel you. 

Swiss hears him loud and clear. He shoves two fingers into him, all the way down to the knuckle. A barrage of bubbles leaves Rain’s mouth and gills as he moans with it. Swiss curls his fingers, petting against his upper wall. The hand around his throat tightens as Rain lets his eyes fall shut, relishing in the feeling of Swiss’ thick fingers inside him. Swiss cannot look away. He has to memorize every little way Rain’s face melts as pleasure consumes him. 

He begins to thrust his fingers in and out of his cunt, curling them every time he slides back in. It only takes him a few strokes before he is shoving a third finger in. Rain clenches hard and Swiss can feel his cock kick where it is trapped against his belly. 

Fuck he needs to be inside him. Needs to feel how hot he is, how wet he is. Needs to feel him squeeze his dick just like that. 

Rain must be just as desperate to get Swiss’ cock inside him because he does not even let himself cum on Swiss’ fingers. He yanks down Swiss’ trunks until his dick springs free. The moment it does, he lifts his hips just enough to let Swiss’ fingers slide out of him. Quicker than he can really process, Rain is grabbing his cock to hold him in place as he spears himself. In one fluid motion Rain sinks down, burying Swiss inside of himself. 

Swiss chokes at the sudden feeling of being inside his tight, wet cunt. His hips instinctively buck up, searching for more stimulation. Rain gives it to him. He plants his hands on Swiss’ chest as he begins to grind his hips in circles. Swiss’ own hands come up to hold him by the waist, thumbs brushing the lowest set of gills on his abdomen. The way Rain’s eyelids flutter when the sensitive membranes are touched makes him cock throb. 

He wishes he had his own bioluminescence. Wishes he knew the secret language of the water ghouls just so he could tell Rain how beautiful he is fucking himself on his dick like this. 

He can tell him another way though. He moves his hands up that much further on Rain’s waist. He can feel the moan vibrate through his body and the water as Swiss’ fingers trace his gills. Rain grinds down harder, faster, on his cock, chasing the orgasm he ruined for himself. 

Fuck. Yeah just like that baby. Cmon cum for me. Cum on my fucking cock. Swiss’ thoughts race as he feels Rain clench hard around him. His gaze locks to Rain’s face. Studying every little way his expression falls and twitches. The way his eyes finally snap shut as he chews his lip. He watches every telltale sign that Rain is getting closer and closer. When his hips begin to stutter in their rhythm, Swiss helps move things along. 

He shoves his fingers past the frills of his gills, dipping into warm, twitching flesh. Rain’s mouth falls open as he clenches and spasms around Swiss’ cock. Despite the coldness of the water, he feels warmth spread over him as slick pours from Rain like a faucet. With his gaze trained on Rain’s face, watching him be wholly consumed by pleasure, Swiss misses one of his favorite moments. He does not even realize it until he feels something thick and slimy undulating on his abdomen. 

Rain’s tentacle finally comes out to play. 

As beautiful as he is in his element, she is even more so. She is so much longer like this, thicker too. If anyone thought she was insatiable on dry land, that is nothing compared to her in the water. She just slipped from her sheath and already she is wiggling around, searching for a warm hole to bury herself inside. 

Swiss squirms as he feels suckers pulsing against his skin. It takes what little self control he has to hold still, to not chase his own release while Rain comes down from his. Rain seems to have a different train of thought though. He begins to lift his hips, letting Swiss slide out of him. Maybe now he is glad he cannot properly communicate with Rain otherwise he would be begging to get back inside him. 

But he gets exactly that. 

Rain gives him a quick, filthy kiss that is mostly tongue before turning his back to Swiss. He wraps a hand around his cock to hold him in place before sinking right back down. Swiss clenches his teeth so hard he swears he feels something crack. His hands instantly grab at Rain’s ass, squeezing and kneading. 

Rain rests his hands on Swiss’ knees, arching his back and throwing his tail over his shoulder as he begins a steady pace once more. Swiss is absolutely mesmerized by the bioluminescent markings that dot the fins on his back. A cute little glow that goes down his spine right to his ass. He cannot tear his eyes away as the dots of light bounce with each of Rain’s movements. 

His focus is only broken when he feels something thick slither between his own asscheeks. The tip of Rain’s tentacle finds her way to his hole, twitching in anticipation. His claws prickle at Rain’s flesh as his stomach swoops. 

Get her in me. Wanna feel her, c’mon give her to me, Swiss babbles in his head, hoping the message is conveyed. And it is. Just as he finishes the thought, he feels the tip of her circle his hole before wiggling her way inside. 

Swiss struggles to keep his mouth clamped shut so he does not fill his lungs with water. Having his water element called to the surface makes him slick, but it is nothing compared to a proper water ghoul. He still burns at the stretch of her. Fuck she really is so much thicker like this. He can feel his cock throb inside of Rain as the first set of suckers push past the initial resistance. 

He wishes he could see Rain’s face. See the way he knows it twists in pleasure at being inside of him. But as Rain begins to ride Swiss in earnest, sliding his tentacle in as far as she will go, Swiss thinks his view is perfect. The way his ass and thighs jiggle and bounce is more than enough for Swiss. 

He does his best to watch, he really does, but when those skilled little suckers latch onto his prostate his eyes snap shut. He nearly puts his fang through his lip with how hard he bites down. He feels his whole body burn as the little things massage and undulate. It feels like lightning shooting hot down his spine and through his legs. He wants to move, needs to move, needs to fuck up into Rain and chase his building orgasm. But the pressure of the water and Rain keeps him still. He can barely lift his hips to meet each of Rain’s downstrokes. 

He needs it so bad though. His claws dig into Rain’s hips, enough to dot the water around them with small clouds of red. Rain clenches hard around him as the zap of pain. His rhythm falters for only a moment before he gets back into, grinding on Swiss’ cock faster than before. He is close again already. 

Swiss can feel it in his mind, the buzz of Rain’s presence. He does not hear words, but the feeling is so great it is unmistakable what Rain wants from him. Wants them to cum together. And Swiss could never deny his little fishy. 

It starts with Rain stuttering to a halt as he clenches, cumming hard on Swiss cock. Swiss is close behind. A few more thrusts from his tentacle and bubbles pour from his mouth as he empties his balls inside of Rain’s dripping cunt. He cannot tell if his ears are ringing because the pressure is finally getting to him or he just came that hard. Either way, when he finally blinks open his eyes he feels his head spinning. 

Swiss is not aware of the world until it gets brighter, the water gets warmer. Rain is pulling him back up to the surface. When they breach, Swiss sucks in a lung full of air. He clings to Rain like he will go right back down if he lets go. Though he just might. Every limb feels like jelly. Even floating on his own is too much. He might as well be made of stone. 

But then he hears his favorite sound in the world and all of a sudden he feels that much lighter. Swiss sluggishly turns his head to look at Rain as he laughs and a smile spreads on his face. 

“What’s so funny princess?” His voice sounds hoarse. 

“You’re never this tired after you cum. It’s kind of cute actually.” Rain readjust his grip on Swiss to make sure his head stays above the water. 

“Oh I wonder why that is. Maybe, just maybe, it’s because I got a tentacle shoved up my ass at the bottom of the lake.” 

“You liked it.” 

“Debatable.” 

Rain looks absolutely wounded, putting a hand over his chest. But then he grins, “Well if you’re not sure we can always go back under.” 

“Insatiable whore,” Swiss kisses up his jaw to his lips, “give me like ten minutes to breathe first.” 

“Your insatiable whore.” Rain mutters against his lips before properly kissing him back. They float there for what feels like an eternity, tasting each other and clinging as close as they can. They would stay for longer if not for the interruption. 

“So if you two are done with whatever this is, everyone is waiting for you,” Dew calls from the shore where he stands with his arms crossed. 

They jump apart, snapping their heads in his direction. Rain scowls at Dew but Swiss smiles and waves. “We’ll be there, don’t you worry your pretty little head firefly.” 

Rain sighs and Swiss just squeezes him, “Oh don’t worry princess. I’ll happily let you drag me back out here after cake.” 

Rain begins to snap his tail through the water, propelling them to shore and to a waiting Dewdrop. A hint of a smile makes Rain’s lips twitch, “I beat you to the water. I get the cake.” 

“Hey now. The deal was the last slice. Not the whole damn thing.” 

Rain only hums and gives him a look. One that says Swiss is going to have to run back to the den if he wants to get a taste of his summoning day treat. As his feet make contact with the wet sands of the shallows he shouts at Dew, “Get back to the den!” 

He gives Swiss the most confused look he has ever seen. Rain does not give him time to even comprehend the message. He drops Swiss on the shore and takes off back towards the Ministry. 

Still completely naked.

Swiss and Dew watch him go in silence for a moment. “Well,” Swiss finally breaks it, “I can’t be mad at him from this angle.” 

Dew blinks, slowly tearing his eyes away from Rain’s ass as he runs. “He’s always fucked up after spending the day with you.” 

“What the fuck does that even mean?” Swiss hauls himself up to his feet. His trunks are halfway down his thighs. He groans as he pulls them back up. 

“It means you make him weird.” Dew begins collecting their towels and throwing them into the bags they brought. 

“Maybe you’re the one who makes him weird. Maybe I just make him normal.” 

“Right. Get your ass over here and help me.” 

Swiss pouts, “But it’s my summoning day.” 

Dew looks thoroughly unamused, raising an eyebrow at him. Swiss grins at him, but does walk over and help him pack up all their stuff. He cannot wait to get back. Back to his pack. Back to Rain. They still have the rest of the night to celebrate. He plans on making good on his word. Maybe instead of going back to the lake he will convince Rain to recreate their moment on dry land. Let everyone in the den hear.