Swiss strolled down the ghouls hall, hands tucked into his pockets with his mask under his arm. He was whistling to himself, heading back to the dens for the evening. He was hungry and eagerly looked forward to having dinner with his favorite ghoul. Nothing fancy, of course. Neither of them could really cook, but they were good at nuking leftovers in the microwave.

A movement a few paces ahead caught his attention and he slowed his steps, cocking his head to the side with a sly smile as another maskless ghoul rounds the corner not really paying attention. He'd know that shorter blond ghoul anywhere, especially from behind.

"Ey, shortstack! What are you up to?"

Dew freezes before shoving something into his mouth as Swiss jogs over, looking down around his shoulder at him with a confused look.

"Whatca eatin?" Swiss asks. Dew shakes his head showing empty hands. The taller ghouls' eyebrows rise in speculation and he steps in front of him. "Cmon, what's on your tongue?"

The gremlin huffs and quickly sticks out his tongue, trying to chew without moving his jaw once it's back in his mouth.

"I know you've got something. Show it to me."

Dew shoots him a look and sticks his tongue out again, this time a few seconds longer before starting to walk once more.

Swiss growls playfully in the back of his throat, walking backwards in front of him as he narrows his eyes. "I can't possibly look that fast, you've got to open your mouth."

Dew gives his own growl and opens his mouth a bit before snapping it shut.

"I gaht nuffin," Dew managed around whatever he had before swallowing. Swiss drops his head and sighs, looking at his companion in a mostly no-nonsense yet still playful way.

'Stop, I'm being serious. What'd you eat?"

"I told you- nothing!" Dew opens his mouth and sticks out his tongue before he shoves the tall ghoul back, opening the door to his room and stepping in. He hisses softly when Swiss reaches out and grabs him by his long ponytail, pulling him back into the hall.

"Now why'd you go and do that, fireball?" Swiss leans in to purr gently in his ear. "I was just curious. You know how hungry I am this time of day. Maybe I should just taste for myself what you had, hmm?"

Dew makes a soft sound and looks up at the multi-ghoul with defiant eyes. "You wouldn't."

"Oh, i wouldn't?" Swiss laughs and tugs on Dews hair once more, making him lean his head back before lowering his face. "You know I very much would."

Before Dew can say anything Swiss has his lips pressed tight against his, tongue pushing out and forcing its way into the gremlins mouth where he hungrily explores, picking up a lingering taste of caramel and chocolate. He moans, deep and full of desire, and Dew feels a shiver run up his spine at the sound. Before he can move to return the kiss Swiss is pulling back, licking at his lips.

"You had candy and you didn't even share it with me? Oh, Dewy, you break my heart." He pouts and lets go of Dews hair, the shorter ghoul stumbling slightly.

"Nothing I can do about it now," Dew huffs, turning to face him while he crosses his arms as he stands in the doorway.

"I suppose not, you already ate it. However," Swiss' tone is low, the one that sends shivers down his spine. The tall ghoul reaches out to take his chin on his hand, thumb sliding over his lips, which he lets part subconsciously. Swiss pulls down on his bottom lip before letting go, his hand trailing down the side of his neck before he wraps his fingers around his throat, squeezing lightly as he steps forward. The movement makes Dew gasp and step back into his room, his heart fluttering wildly and his pants growing tighter as fire pools within him.

"I know how you can make it up to me. What do you say, my little ember?" The door closes with a soft thud and Swiss' mask clatters to the floor.

"Y-yes," Dew softly manages, looking up at Swiss as he leads them deeper into the room.

"I didn't quite hear that, pet," his fingers flex briefly against Dews throat as he pulls him closer, leaning down to brush his nose against his.

"Yes, Sir!" Dew says louder, stifling a groan as his pants are now uncomfortably tight.

"Good boy."

Those two words make the fire ghoul weak in the knees and a soft moan escapes his lips. Swiss smirks at him and, with light pressure, pulls him down so he sinks to his knees, keeping his eyes up to meet his.

"Well? You know what to do. Or have your hands stopped working?" Swiss laughs softly with a smirk that flashes a fang, moving his hand to pat Dews cheek.

"Yes, Sir. I mean…no, Sir!" Dew licks his lips and reaches up, his nimble fingers making quick work of the button and zipper on Swiss' pants as the standing ghoul slides his suspenders off his shoulders. With the pants now open he reaches around and pulls the black button up shirt from the waistband, biting back a groan as the motion leans him forward and he catches a whiff of the other Ghouls arousal. It only makes his own pants that much tighter.

"Such a good boy," Swiss praises again as Dew leans back on his legs. He watches as Swiss slowly unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it off his shoulders, letting it fall in a heap behind him.

"Sir, may I undress?" Dew asks as he licks his lips, looking over Swiss' bare chest. The tall ghoul was fit, but not lean, holding a little pudge over strong muscles. Swiss turns his head down, looking over Dews slightly flushed face, seeing his eyes glint with lust. The sight causes his cock to swell further and he nods.

"Just your shirt. Don't even think about touching those pants yet."

"Yes, Sir," Dew responds, quickly undoing the buttons of his shirt before pulling it off and tossing it aside. He grabs his undershirt and yanks it free from his pants and sheds it as well, tossing it to join the other. He looks back up at Swiss, awaiting his next order.

"Stand up."

Dew scrambles to his feet, standing with his legs apart and hands clasped behind his back. He looks over to Swiss expectantly, a smirky grin on his face.

"Such a good boy tonight, my little ember," Swiss coos as he looks him over, his eyes lingering on the obvious bulge in his pants.. "And eager, I see."

"Yes Sir." Dews smirk grows cocky and he rolls his shoulders.

"You know," Swiss says slowly as he walks around the short ghoul, his pants barely hanging onto his hips. "I was going to punish you for that little stunt in the hall… but seeing my Dewdrop behaving so well now…"

Suddenly Swiss reaches out and grasps Dews hips, pulling him back as he grinds roughly into his ass. His lips are at his ear as he sighs out. "It makes me want to fuck you senseless. Would you like that, my sweet boy?"

Dews knees tremble and he gasps out a low moan feeling Swiss' hard cock grind into him through their pants. He clenches his jaw and swallows thickly, his own cock straining painfully in his own pants. Swiss snakes a hand around to his front and trails his fingers along the outline of his hardness, drawing another low moan from his chest.

"I can't hear you, Dew. I asked," he flicks his tongue out against the shell of his ear as he grasps and palms at his length, "If my sweet boy would like that."

"Y..yes, please. Sir," Dew manages, his heart hammering in his chest. His hips buck forward into Swiss' hand. Swiss, in response, gives a harsh squeeze, drawing a whimper of pained pleasure from Dew.

"I didn't say you could move, did i?" Swiss laughs and removes his hand from his crotch, sliding his fingers up over his stomach. His thumb brushes against his hardened nipple, flipping up the ring that's pierced through it before he continues upward, wrapping his hand around his throat once more as he grinds harder into him.

"No, Sir," Dew whines at the loss of contact before biting his lip as Swiss tightens his grip on his throat. "I'm s-sorry, Sir."

Swiss smirks and leans his head to the side, lips finding the sensitive spot below Dew's ear as he begins to gently kiss and lick at it. His other hand moves from his waist to the front of his pants where he slowly drags the zipper down before undoing the button. Dews' breath catches and he starts to tremble, biting into his lip after letting out a gasp as Swiss slides his hand into the pants, down and along his straining cock where he teases the length with his long fingers.

"Please, Sir," Dew whispers between soft pants as he closes his eyes tightly, fighting the urge to move his hips either into Swiss' hand or grind back into his crotch, his cock twitching with need as it's teased by soft fingers. "Y..you know how hard…fuck! How hard it is to not move."

"That's half the fun, sundrop," Swiss purrs into his ear, wrapping his fingers firmly around the hot firm length of Dews shaft. "Tell me, sweet Dew, what is it you want? What can your Sir do for you?"

"Let me taste you as I touch myself," the words fall from his lips as he moans again. "Then I want you to fuck my ass."

Swiss pulls away, releasing his holds on the gremlin as he steps back, kicking off his shoes before letting his pants fall. Stepping out of them he kicks them aside and sits on the bed, looking up and down his companion with a smirk. He watches him tremble, breaths labored with his restraint as his fingers flex and grip tightly into his arms.

"Turn around."

Dew slowly turns around, his mouth watering at the sight of Swiss sitting bare on his bed. His cock twitches again as he allows his eyes to wander over the smooth dark skin of his chest and stomach to the carpet of dark curls between his legs before trailing down his length to the glistening tip. He feels his knees go weak and he whimpers with desire.

"Kneel."

He is quick to obey, dropping so fast he hisses at the short lived pain as his knees connect with the hard stone beneath. He licks his lips, eyes going from Swiss' to his cock and back.

"Crawl to me, sweet boy. On all fours."

Dew leans forward and rests his weight on his hands and slowly crawls towards Swiss, eyes focused on his cock as he draws closer. The smirking ghoul spreads his legs as he nears, slowly licking over his bottom lip as he watches his lover crawl.

Dew stops between his legs, and swallows, aching to reach out and lick along the long, leaking cock in front of his face but he knows better. He raises his gaze, pleading with his eyes for permission. Swiss reaches down to slide his fingers down the side of his face until he's holding Dew's chin. He slides his thumb over his lips with a smirk.

"Open."

Dew opens his mouth and Swiss slides his thumb in and over his tongue.

"Suck."

The kneeling ghoul wraps his lips around the thumb, sucking gently and deeply as he slides his tongue along its length. His eyes never leave Swiss', burning with desire as he swallows and sucks harder with a deep moan. Swiss shivers and lets out his own moan, his cock jumping slightly as a thick bead of precum drips from his tip.

"You are such a good, good boy, my little ember," he praises, pulling his thumb from Dew's mouth with a soft, wet pop. "You may use that talented tongue and mouth on my cock now."

"Thank you, Sir," Dew purrs out. Leaning forward he slides his tongue out along the hot underside of Swiss' cock from base to tip, moaning as he laps up the traill and bead of precum. He placed a soft kiss to the tip before spreading his lips, taking just the head in as he gently sucked, swirling his tongue against the underside and up the slit drawing a low moan from Swiss.

The sound sends shivers down his spine to his own cock, making it throb and jump and urge him on. Locking eyes with Swiss', he slowly sucks in half his length, tongue dancing against the underside. He opens his mouth wider and sticks his ghoulish long tongue out as far as he can, the tip of which is now forked, and presses the split tips firmly against either side of the thick vein as he pulls back with a firm suck.

"Fuuck!" Swiss all but whimpers above him. "Pulling that trick already?"

Dew simply smirks around the cock in his mouth, using his tongue to flick and swirl around the sensitive underside and along the slit, tasting another thick bead of precum and drawing more loud moans from the multi-ghoul. He pulls back with an obscenely sounding wet pop and licks his lips.

"May I touch myself, Sir?" He asks. Swiss had told him he could give him a blow job, but never said he could pleasure himself in the process. "I'm so hard for you…please, let me touch myself!"

"Yes, sweet boy," Swiss gives his dazzling wide toothy smile, cheeks flushed as he pants lightly. "But don't you dare think of cumming until I'm fucking that tight ass of yours."

"Of course, Sir. Thank you," he moans, finally pulling his straining cock free from his open pants, stroking it with a loose grip. He shifts closer, still on his knees, and takes the twitching cock in front of his face back into his mouth. Relaxing his throat he swallows its entirety, sucking gently while pressing his tongue against the underside.

Swiss moans out again, leaning his head back as he closes his eyes and whispers sweet praises to Dew as he bobs his head along his length, alternating between firm, cheek hollowing sucks and gentle teasing caresses with his tongue. With his mouth hard at work pleasuring his partner, his hand strokes along his length to the pace he has set, squeezing at the base and loosening his grip when he reaches the head.

He takes all of Swiss deep into his throat until his nose is nestled in his dark curls and he swallows before moaning lowly, his fingers teasing the underside of his own cockhead making his length twitch with need as he edges himself towards release.

He swallows again, his throat caressing around Swiss and he moans out louder, his cock jumping with a spurt of precum.

"Enough," he pants and Dew immediately pulls back, trailing his tongue down to his chin as he licks up the trail of spit that escaped the corner of his mouth. Swiss groans at the sight before standing. He reaches down and pet's the top of Dews head, smiling at him. "You good boy, you. Your mouth is sublime as always but I'm craving that ass of yours. Do you want that, sweet sundrop?"

Dew moans and leans into Swiss' hand, his pupils blown wide with lust. "Yes, Sir. I want that very much."

"Stand."

Dew rises to his feet, hand still wrapped tightly around his cock. His pants fall to pool around his ankles and he watches as Swiss steps around him, trailing his fingers across his shoulder and down his spine sending a shiver racing up it.

"Let me see my ghoul," he whispers into his ear as he presses against Dew from behind, hands holding at his hips as he grinds into his ass. Dew groans and nods, letting his glamour drop.

Pale skin turns into an ash gray with red undertones, growing darker at his fingers that elongate into sharp claws. His hair shimmers from a dirty blonde to a pale gold streaked with copper strands. A pair of smooth short horns curved out from just below his hairline, arching back over his head. Behind him his tail appeared, long and topped in a smooth spade shape, and flicked to the side with anticipation.

Swiss groans and leans down to press his lips against his shoulder, trailing open mouthed kisses to his neck. His tongue flicks out against his pulse before he sucks gently, his sharp teeth scraping against the smooth skin drawing a shuddery moan from Dews lips, fingers tightening around his shaft as he strokes himself slowly.

"You've always been the most beautiful ghoul in my eyes, sundrop," the taller ghoul whispers huskily in his ear as he grinds slow and hard into his companion's bare ass.

"You gonna compliment me, or fuck me?" Dew hisses as a sharp nip to his neck sends a wave of pleasurable pain right to his aching cock.

"Sir," he adds hastily.

"Oh, my little gremlin. My sweet fiery boy," Swiss pulls away and reaches over to the bedside table, digging through the drawer. "Can't I do both?"

"You can, but I don't feel you doing the other half, sir," Dew quips with a smirk. He jumps with a small yelp as Swiss' wide hand lands a firm smack to his left ass cheek.

"Bed. Now," Swiss growls with command. "And while you're at it, no more touching yourself."

Dew shivers again and instantly lets go of his straining rod. Stepping out of his pants and kicking off his boots he crawls onto the middle of the bed on his knees before falling forward on his hands. He spreads his legs, lowering himself to his elbows in a way that arches his back and he looks over his shoulder. His tail sways behind him and he smirks at Swiss, giving his ass a shake.

Swiss stands next to the bed, slowly stroking his length while he stares at Dews waiting ass. He bites his lip, hissing at the soft pain his sharpened teeth give him. His skin, once a smooth tan, is now a shade of charcoal with blue undertones, and whereas Dews fingers darken in color Swiss' lighten to an ashy gray and he is sure to keep his claws short and blunted. Two black horns sprout just above his hairline, one slightly shorter than the other as they curve over the top of his head and back out. He flicks his head to the side, moving stray strands of his black looking dark green and silver streaked hair from his face. Behind him a ridged tail slowly sways, curling and flicking out as he lusts after his gremlin.

"I love seeing you like that, my little ember. So ready and willing to take me."

"I'm all yours, Sir. You just need to come claim me." Dew gives his ass another shake.

"Oh, I will. Let Sir get you ready first." Swiss stalks closer before climbing on the bed behind Dew. He leans down and gently kisses the cheek he had slapped while the other moves to grope and squeeze the neglected flesh on the other side. Dew bites at his lip and lets out a soft noise of pleasure as Swiss gently nips at his cheek before trailing his tongue over its curve to the base of his tail. Feeling his hot tongue against it makes him gasp and shudder before he throws a look behind him.

"Stop that," he huffs, face flushed. "Hurry up, I want you in me already."

He yelps when Swiss' hand connects sharply to his right ass cheek just above his thigh. "Patience, my firecracker. Or I'll jack off on your back and leave you hanging."

Dew whines again and hangs his head, tail flicking impatiently. "Sorry, Sir. Please, I just want you so much it hurts."

"Very well," Swiss mumbles as he kisses the base of his tail before sitting back. Reaching onto the bed he picks up the bottle of lube he had previously discarded and clicks open the top before depositing a fair amount on his fingers followed by a generous amount poured right on Dews crack. The cold in contrast to his hot skin makes him shiver.

"Thank you, Sir," he mumbles, relaxing himself with a deep breath.

Swiss smiles warmly and slides his slick fingers along his crack, applying gentle pressure until his fingertips brush against his waiting hole, down along his taint and back. The sensation draws another soft moan from the ghoul below him and his smile turns into a smirk as he applies more pressure until his finger eases onto the tight ring of muscle. He waits a moment until he feels him relax once more before slowly thrusting his finger in and out. Hearing his good, eager boy pant lightly with pleasure he slowly adds a second finger, easing them deep within and curling down until he finds what he's looking for.

He moves his fingers against his prostate in slow calculated movements, making Dew shudder and moan louder while his thumb teases along his taint. He continues his gentle assault, stretching and lubing him up well in preparation to take his thick cock which stands achingly hard between his legs.

"Are you ready for me, Dew?" The trembling ghoul groans softly as Swiss withdraws his fingers, applying more lube to his hand before stroking along his length. He kneels up behind him, rubbing and pressing his tip against the waiting hole. Dew is a whimpering mess under him, mind clouded with his desire. "I won't sink my hard cock into you until you answer me."

"Y-yes…please, Sir. Please," he begs, gripping at the sheets. "Fuck me, please. I want to feel you in me!"

His mouth opens with a long low moan as Swiss presses forward, pushing his tip past the tight ring of muscle at his entrance. He doesn't let up until he slowly sinks his full length into him, letting out his own groan of pleasure.

"So tight…" He groans, grinding his hips in small circles. His hands rub against Dew's ass before sliding up to grasp at his waist. "Tell me, Dew, dear. How do you want me?"

He pulls back until only his tip remains inside and thrusts back in slowly, grinding into him once he's seated fully. "Slow?"

Dew groans softly, flexing his fingers against the sheets. Swiss grinds into him once more, pulling back before thrusting hard and fast back into him letting out his own moan.

"Or fast?"

"Yes!" Dew moans out, leaning his head back, his leaking cock straining for stimulation.

Swiss laughs and rolls his hips, thrusting slow and deep, his fingers holding tight to Dews hips as he moves. "I gave you two options, dear."

"Fuuck…fuck me hard, Swiss," he all but growls, pushing back into him as he clenches his walls around the thick cock in him. Swiss groans above him, panting hard as he smirks.

"Very well, firecracker. You know your safeword if it's too much, yeah?" The multi ghoul continues his slow thrusting, waiting until his lover nods and groans out with another plea before he shifts on his knees. "Such a good boy."

With that praise Swiss growls low in his throat, thrusting hard and fast into Dew's tight passage. Skin slapping against skin is barely heard over the growls and moans emanating from the two ghouls as they dive deeper into their lust. Dews' eyes rolled up into his head and he bit his lip fiercely, pushing back into Swiss to meet his thrusts. He whimpers lightly, his weeping cock straining for stimulation but he dare not move a hand or else he would lose his balance. His hands instead fisted into the sheets as he lowered his head.

He hisses as Swiss reaches over and grabs a tight hold of his hair at the base of his ponytail, pulling back hard to lift his face once more. The angle causes his back to arch further and the angle of his thrusts to change, each thrust hitting his prostate more and sending tremors through his body.

"F..fuck! S-swiss!" He moans out, his walls clenching around the pounding cock sending tremors of pleasure through him. "More!"

"My ember wants it rougher?" Swiss asks with a lick of his lips. He smiles and releases his hold before tugging the tie out of his hair when the gremlin nods. He slides his fingers along the back of his neck under the now free tresses and up against his scalp before he grabs a tight fistful and pulls back, Dew hissing with pleasure as Swiss slams harder into him. 

"What else does my sweet boy want? Hmm?" He groans, sliding his free hand over his lower back, lightly scraping his nails against the sensitive base of the gremlins twitching tail before wrapping his fingers around its girth, stroking it with a twist of his wrist drawing mewls and whimpers from Dews mouth.

"I want," he stops to pant and find his words, mind jumbled from the pleasure coursing through him. "I want your knot."

Swiss slows his thrusts until he stills, his hand not tangled in hair sliding up Dews side to his shoulder, grasping it gently. "Are you sure? It didn't work so well last time, you know that… I don't want to hurt you."

"I'm sure." Dew turns his head to look back at him. "I trust you and I want this."

Swiss takes a moment to catch his breath, looking into his lover's shining and determined eyes before nodding. He leans over him, pressing his chest to his back as he stretches up to kiss him deeply, grinding his hips in slow circles. Dew returns the kiss, moaning into his mouth as he clenches around the length buried in him.

"Tell me if I need to stop," Swiss whispers, trailing his lips over his cheek as he kisses back down his body. "I'll only have a small window to be able to."

"I will. Now fuck me, Swiss. Please." Dew squeezes his ass tight around his cock before he relaxes, breathing deep and hard as he stays as relaxed as possible for what's to come. 

Swiss tightens his hold on the golden hair, the other returning to his hip as he resumes his thrusts in slow deep movements. His brow scrunches as he lets go of his restraint and he moans out low and loud, feeling his cock begin to swell at the base. He groans, fingers flexing against his hip as his thrusts falter as it grows harder to withdraw and push back in.

"Dew..?" He croaks out in a whine, sweat beading on his brow. He needs to know whether to sink into his lover or pull out.

"I'm good," comes his breathy reply. "Tie with me, babe. I'm ready."

Swiss releases his grip on Dew's hair to grab onto his other hip, pulling the gremlin back with a hard thrust as his knot pushes past the tight muscle, a loud shuddering moan escaping his lips when it swells and locks them together as Dew cries out and whimpers under him.

"Talk to me, Dew, dear," He pants harshly and slides his hands along Dew's hips and back, trying to soothe him. Dew hangs his head and shakes it as he breathes hard, hands holding the sheets so tightly his knuckles would be white if he were glamoured. Swiss looks down to him with concern.

"Babe? C'mon. Are you okay?" Swiss asks, voice laced with worry as he starts to panic.

"Just shut up," the gremlin finally says, his voice breaking before he moans. "You're so fucking big in me."

"Well, we knew that," Swiss gives a nervous chuckle. "But are you okay?"

"Yeah. Just give me a minute."

Swiss nods and continues to rub along Dew's back and hips as he relaxes under him. After a few moments he feels his walls tremble and squeeze around his swollen cock and he moans softly.

"I'm good, babe," Dew moans again, turning his head to smirk back at Swiss. "I'm aching so hard for you right now though."

Swiss quirks an eyebrow and laughs softly, giving a tentative grind into him.  "Yeah? What do you want me to do about it?"

"Hold onto me, I'm gonna do something."

Before Swiss can question him, Dew pushes off the bed and raises up, the movement making Swiss sit back on his legs and Dew to push himself down further on his swelled rod. He whimpers and moans, flailing his arms as his shaky balance threatens to make him fall. Swiss' arms wrap around his waist and pulls him close so his chest is pressed into his back.

"Fuck…your ass feels so good around me" He purrs into his ear. "You good?"

Dew nods and reaches back to move his hair out of the way best he can before relaxing in the embrace. "Your cock feels wonderful in my ass."

"So what now, firecracker?" In this position Swiss is able to easily kiss along his neck and shoulder, moaning as his cock is squeezed once more.

"Now you're gonna have fun with me." Dew reaches behind him and pulls Swiss lips to his own, kissing him hungrily as he uses his other hand to grab Swiss' before leading it down his stomach to his rock hard cock. Swiss growls in the kiss, nipping at the other ghouls lip as he smirks.

"I can do that, short stuff," he laughs, kissing along his pulse to the sensitive spot just under his ear as he wraps his fingers around Dews' straining cock. He squeezes gently, flexing his fingers quickly one by one up the length, sucking and nibbling against his neck. Under his teasing actions Dew quickly devolves into a whimpering mewling mess, eyes closing tight as pleasure floods through him. It felt so good already and Swiss was hardly doing anything.

He stroked up his length, swiping his palm over the head collecting the slick of his precum to use it as he worked his hand back down the shaft, twisting his wrist when he got to the base. He pumped his hand up and down at a slow pace, moaning as he felt Dew tighten around his cock each time his fingers swiped and teased at the head.

"Swiss..!" Dew whines out, shifting his weight and causing them both to moan as it created friction against the cock buried deep in his ass. A shudder runs through him as he cautiously moves again, the feeling making his own cock twitch in Swiss' hand.

"Yes, my pet?" He moves his hand faster, lips kissing and sucking at the curve of his shoulder, grinding up into him in the limited space he can, feeling his own cock twitch with need as his orgasm slowly builds with the new stimulation. Dew pants and leans his head back and to the side, biting hard on his lip.

"I'm close…so close…" He gasps and shivers when Swiss bites down on his shoulder, following it with a gentle lick. "Choke me."

"Are you gonna cum for me?" Swiss purrs, moving his stroking hand faster, focusing on the sensitive tip and underside of Dews cock. His other hand slides up over his chest until his fingers wrap loosely around his neck.

"Yes.. don't stop!" Dew moves his hips to grind down onto his lover's cock, moaning louder at the pain laced pleasure radiating from where his knot rubs against his stretched walls. Swiss growls in his ear and squeezes both his shaft and his throat in a tight grip.

"Hmm," he pants, dancing his fingertips against the underside of Dew's twitching cock, his fingers flexing around his neck. "Are you gonna be a good boy and cum for me? Come undone with my knot buried in your ass?"

Dew whimpers and manages a small nod, eyes screwing shut as the pressure in his stomach builds as he's edged closer.

"I can't hear you, sweet Dewdrop." He thrusts his hips up, pushing deeper into him as his cock spurts with precum.

"H-harder. I'm almost there!" He squeezes his walls around him, so close to the edge. He forces his eyes open and focuses on the wall in front of him wishing he could look his ghoul in the eyes.

Swiss growls possessively and grips tight to Dews throat, applying pressure with his thumb and fingers rather than the flat of his hand making the gremlin pant and wheeze slightly, his face screwing into a look of pleasure as his cock twitches and jumps in his hand as it's rubbed in a firm grip.

"Cum for me, Sundrop," Swiss purrs before gasping, feeling his own fast building release coil within him.

Dew struggles slightly to breathe, his vision darkening at the edges and he hears his heart hammering behind his ears. One more expert twist around the head of his sensitive cock sends him over the edge and he lets out a strangled cry. His whole body twitches, walls clenching tight as a thick rope of cum shoots from his tip and onto the sheets in front of him, quickly followed by a second and a third.

Swiss keeps his hold on his cock as well as his throat before moaning out obscenely in Dews ear as his own orgasm crashes through him and he releases hard and deep into the hot tight ass wrapped around his cock.

Both ghouls sit panting hard as they shudder with aftershocks of their orgasms, Dew leaning back into Swiss with his head resting on his shoulder. Swiss loosens his grip on his throat but doesn't move his hand, breathing hard as he peppers soft kisses along his lover's shoulder.

"Fuck, Swiss," Dew finally manages with a drunken smirk. "I should sneak candy more often."

Swiss chuckles and shakes his head before resting it against Dew's. "Next time I won't be so nice."

"Who said I want you to be nice?" Dew reaches back and slides his fingers through Swiss' hair, turning his head to kiss him gently.

"You're too much sometimes, firecracker," Swiss sighs out with a smile, returning the kiss. "But it's one of the reasons I love you."

"Me, too."

Saying those words back was something the fire ghoul had trouble doing, but Swiss understood. He knew the feeling was mutual and it showed in tender times like this, felt it behind the gentle kisses and soft caresses.

Carefully, the pair moved together so they were laying on their sides, wincing, hissing, and moaning as Swiss' knot shifted and rubbed within Dew. It was much too large to safely try and pull out yet, so they resigned to lay there with Swiss holding tight to Dew, his own arms resting over his, holding his hands.

"What do you say we nap while this goes down and then we heat up some leftovers?" Swiss suggests, pressing more gentle kisses to Dews shoulder.

The small ghoul barely contains a yawn as he nods. "Sounds good to me, Swissy. I'm gonna feel so empty once you pull out."

Swiss laughs and the pair moan again at the sensation. "I'll just have to fill you again after dinner."

"No way," Dew shakes his head before looking behind him with a smirk. "Next round your ass is mine."

"Is it now? Well. We shall see about that." Swiss gives a wide toothy grin before kissing his cheek. "In any case we need rest before going for round two."

Dew nods and yawns again, adjusting himself within Swiss' arms until he's comfortable. "Thank you, Swiss."

"Anything for my Dew. I love you."

"Me, too."