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Swiss was breathing heavy, cold marble uncomfortable against his back. The only soft materials a small pillow under his neck, for comfort, and silk ropes around his wrist and ankles. A scarf robbed him of his sight. So he just laid there, listening to the soft footsteps around him, excited, nervous, and maybe a little scared.
Rain quietly walked around the altar, bare feet on equally cold marble. He looked over at Swiss, head tilted curiously. He loved having the normally loud and boisterous ghoul like this. Bound, stretched out, and slightly trembling in anticipation. Silent. Liked to draw it out, take his time. Muttering quiet prayers and invocations, he prepared for the ritual. He was careful not to touch Swiss but knew the multi ghoul could feel the ghost of his touch each time he came close, setting down candles next to his body on the altar. And each time Swiss' muscles would slightly contract beneath his skin, twitching like he was fighting himself to push closer and to keep laying still.
Rain hummed gently, just loud enough for Swiss to gather where he was. He couldn't help but chuckle as he saw Swiss' head twitch silently, ever so slightly toward the water ghoul's direction. He had been instructed to stay quiet and still unless otherwise specified and he was being so beautifully obedient.
As a bit of a reward... or a tease even Rain wasn't fully sure, he softly dragged his fingertips over the stretch of Swiss' arm, down to his chest. Swiss pulled in a sharp breath, going rigid, staying perfectly still. As Rain's hand lifted away from him again, he couldn't help a tiny strained whine. Rain tsked softly, but a smile pulled at his lips, not hiding it as Swiss couldn't see it anyway.
Rain continued his preparations, taking a couple of steps back from the altar to ready some matches. He lit some incense as well, the woody scent spreading through the open space around them. Outside it was stormy, rain battering against the stained glass windows of the abbey. Weather like this always managed to rile Rain up a little. Fraying the edges of his control. For a moment his hands stilled and he closed his eyes. He listened to the rain and Swiss' careful and measured breathing. He smelled the incense and the old scent of wooden pews. He focused on the cold marble under his bare feet, the leftover water from when he had washed his hands, and the soft silk robe against his skin. He licked his lips, the phantom taste of salt already on them. He was itching with desire and he smiled in the face of what was to happen.
He turned to look back at Swiss and took a moment to admire him. His mouth was slightly open as his chest heaved. He looked a bit out of breath, even though nothing had happened yet. Rain smiled as he stepped closer. He saw Swiss' ear twitch at the slight sound. A barely visible pull in his muscles as he shifted ever so slightly. His back was arched beautifully, the small of it lifted off the altar as his arms are pulled up above his head. His legs were slightly spread, each ankle anchored to a ring attached at the corner of the altar. When Rain got close enough he hooked a finger on one of the rings and gave a tug. The rope tightened a bit around Swiss' ankle and a soft whine escaped his lips before he sealed them together to hide any further noise.
Rain hummed and let his finger trail up the rope to Swiss' ankle and then followed the line dividing his shin and calve muscle up his leg slowly. The touch barely ghosted the skin, but enough to make Swiss involuntarily flex, hair standing on end. Rain smiled. He knew his hands were cold in comparison to Swiss' skin temperature. The benefits of being a water ghoul. "Do you think you have waited long enough for my surprise?" he asked softly, the whisper still feeling loud in the deathly quiet room, "you may answer."
Swiss opened his mouth again, slightly, and seemed to need to compose himself before answering. He cleared his throat and Rain watched his Adam’s apple move with great interest. "I've been good, haven't I? don't I deserve good things?" he said with a smirk, still smug, even in his position. Rain would change that.
Rain hummed again, switching from the pads of his fingertips to the tip of his nails as he trailed up Swiss' thigh. He let them glide ever so slightly on the inside, where the skin is thinner... and so much more sensitive, leaving soft red lines on the gray skin. Swiss sucked in a breath, body hitching up like he tried to fight either pulling away or pushing closer to the sensation. "You do deserve good things, my love, nice things and beautiful things-" he spread out his hand while speaking, laying it flat against Swiss' inner thigh, almost touching the crease of where it met his torso, "-but if you will get them... well that's up to me isn't it?" He dug in his nails with the last couple of words, turning the soft, loving touch into a painful one as he dragged his hand to his outer thigh leaving angry lines in its wake. Swiss jumped, just big enough for the rings to rattle against the marble and a whimper escaped him as he clamped his teeth together. Rain pulled his hand away and tsked, feigning disappointment.
Swiss let out a breath through his nose, frustrated, a curse whispered just under his breath. He forced himself to relax back against the altar, slowing down his breath again as his chest heaved. He had no idea how long he had been laying there while Rain was 'preparing' or teasing or being a dick. He closed his eyes tightly behind the scarf, making himself see static, just to have another sensation than the nothing he was getting now. Every time Rain touched him it felt like ice meeting fire and it was heaven in his sensory-deprived state. He wanted so much more of it, but he knew he had to behave if he wanted to chance to have it. It also didn't help that he had no fucking clue what Rain had planned.
He was interrupted out of his thoughts by Rain's voice as he spoke up again. "Let's play," he said, with a playful lilt and Swiss' hair on the back of his neck stood on end, a shiver running down his spine. He held his breath as he waited, hearing Rain walk around the altar, he suddenly had the distinct feeling of prey getting stalked.
Rain watched Swiss tense up at his words, smirking as he struck a match. The sound of it and the smell of sulfur must have been instantly recognizable to Swiss as he sucked in a surprised breath, he could almost see his eyes widen underneath the blindfold. Slowly, one by one, Rain started to light the candles he had set out around Swiss' body. He took his time, just like he has done all damn evening, and watched Swiss relax bit by bit, tension leaving in a fake sense of safety. Rain started humming a hymn under his breath, just to fill the silence mostly, as he blew out the long match, which had whittled away significantly by the time he had come to the last candle. He picked up the first candle he had lit, wax already pooling nicely as it burned. He leaned his elbow on the table, his chin in his hand, as he leaned forward. he lifted the candle above Swiss' chest and then slowly tipped it over. Drops of burning hot, red wax dripped down and onto Swiss' skin.
A sharp breath in the sound of a soft surprised cry left Swiss' mouth. The metal rings rattled again as he almost convulsed at the feeling. His head whipped to the side that Rain is standing on, almost hiding his face in his own bicep. Rain chuckled and tipped the candle again, now over his stomach, the stream of wax drawing a line over Swiss' happy trail. Swiss bit the inside of his cheek in an attempt to stay quiet, his thighs and abs tensing up beautifully as he fought himself not to move. Rain granted himself the pleasure of running a hand over them for a moment, pressing down slightly on the muscles. Swiss grunted, strained and needy. Rain grabbed another candle, a white one, and tipped it over again. He continued painting on Swiss, wax dripping against his chest, his stomach his thighs, even up his arms. Red, white and black wax mixed together against his grey skin. The entire time Rain was very careful to avoid Swiss' dick, both with his hands and the wax, not touching him there once. He did however drip some wax on his groin, the white wax sticking obscenely in the pubic hair on his pubic bone.
Swiss' breath hitched at the pain and the pleasure of the sensation of the burning, his mouth falling open, forgetting himself. He squirmed with each touch of the hot wax, his skin burning so good and itch he didn't know getting scratched with each spark of heat settling against his skin. He arched his back, stretching his torso out, knowing he made a delicious sight for Rain, trying to tempt him. "Please..." he begged, voice breaking with the need to be touched.
Rain chuckled and put his current candle to the side. He climbed onto the altar too, hands grabbing onto Swiss' chest as he slung his leg over Swiss' thighs, straddling them. He was giving in to Swiss' temptations for now. Swiss let out a huff of breath like the air got knocked out of him a little and a lopsided smirk settled on his lips. He tilted his head back, making the line of his throat even more tantalizing. Rain took the bait and let one of his hands slide up, fingers curling loosely around the column of his exposed neck. Swiss relaxed into it, sighing softly, reveling in the respite granted to him.
But the moment would not take long. Rain let his other hand wander, finding the edges of the dried wax on Swiss chest. Swiss hitched and tensed as Rain used his nails to scratch them off, fascinated by the red marks left behind. Swiss bit his lip, breath quickening again as he tried to keep still. Rain chuckled at the reaction. "You're being so good," he praised and his voice took on a sadistic little twist, "makes me wanna try harder." Swiss' head reeled as Rain suddenly took a grip of his neglected cock that had been laying hard and wanting against his stomach. He gave it one stroke and then immediately let it go again, going back to scratching at the wax on his chest and abdomen. Swiss felt like crying, maybe screaming as that one move made him so incredibly, painfully aware of how much he needed to get off.
Rain smiled broadly at the mess he was making out of Swiss, revealing red mark after red mark from under the once-hot wax, which was still warm to the touch. He knew his hands were part of the shock and pleasure as they were so cold in comparison. He was still wearing his silk robe and he knew when he leaned forward to grab another burning candle the edges of the fabric brushed past Swiss' groin, over his inner thighs and his dick. giving the barest hint of friction. When he sat back up, he made sure that the tails of the tie around his waist kept brushing past him there.
"Nhhhhggg...." was the only noise Swiss could make as he bit his lip hard, small drops of blood welling up next to his shard teeth. His hips twisted, squirming a fraction, every muscle in his body fighting to stay still and not chase the friction he so desperately craved. Rain softly caressed his hand over Swiss' flank, either as an act of kindness or added cruelty, Swiss was entirely unsure at this point.
Rain leaned forward again, grabbing Swiss by the jaw. He swiped his tongue over Swiss' bottom lip, tasting iron. Swiss gasped softly, letting his lip go from between his teeth. "No talking... but you can make some noise," Rain whispered, before sitting back up. He saw Swiss smirk and he smiled back, unseen. He gave Swiss' cheek a couple of pets, before striking him with a hard slap.
Swiss cried out in surprise, his head wrenched to the side by the force. His breathing had quickened significantly and he panted as his cheek burned. He nodded frantically again, letting Rain know he heard and understood him. He swallowed thickly and the smirk had been wiped f his face for now. Rain hummed satisfied, especially as he saw a deep blush spread from underneath Swiss' blindfold.
Rain reached for a candle again, picking up a black one while he leaned his hand in the middle of Swiss' stomach. He gave a small grunt, flexing to support him and Rain smirked. While still pressing his weight on Swiss' stomach he tipped the candle, letting wax drip anew on his semi-cleaned chest. Swiss' threw his head back and moans through a clenched jaw, sharp breaths of pain whistling past his teeth.
Rain decorated Swiss' chest, his arms, his stomach, and the tops of his hips, with a new layer of black, white, and red melted wax. This time he let his fingers run over the spot right after, his colder skin cooling the wax right down. Swiss twitched and squirmed underneath him, his head whipping from side to side with each spark of heat on his skin. He still had his teeth clenched together, but he was making delicious noises of pain and pleasure. When Rain was satisfied with his artwork, he blew out the last stump of his candles and chucks it to the side.
He slid both of his hands up and curls his fingers around Swiss' outstretched throat. He pressed down and Swiss' mouth opened in a silent gasp, more of a wheeze as blood stopped flowing to his head for a second. Rain rocked his hips forward, sliding further up on Swiss' body, finally rutting against him, giving the friction he craved for all this time. Swiss moans loudly, gasping as his brain fogged over. Rain kept his choke hold up for a couple more seconds, watching as Swiss' head started to loll to the side. Finally, Rain let go of the pressure, Swiss' chest heaved as he tugged hard on his restraints. Swiss was panting with a moan as Rain kept rutting against him.
Slowly Rain stilled again and Swiss cried out in frustration, turning it into a whimper as he convulsed in on himself. Rain let his hand drift over Swiss' flank, nails trailing the skin. "You want to come so bad, don't you... sweetheart?" he said softly, almost mocking. Swiss felt the scarf dampen as tears sprung from his eyes. He nodded frantically again, begging without a voice. Rain slid even further up Swiss' body, planting his ass right over his groin. "I can make that happen..." he said with a smirk clear in his voice.
Swiss cried out as Rain rocked back, sliding his ass over his weeping dick. Rain was slick and open, the tip of Swiss' dick catching on the loose rim for a moment. The feeling was unexpected and his brain malfunctioned at the thought of how ready for this Rain had been. The vision of Rain preparing himself alone, fingers inside of himself as he moaned, flooding his brain. Of Rain thinking of this moment here, before going out, wet and ready, in search of Swiss, just to wreck and torture him. His brain completely short-circuited when Rain slid down his length, seating himself in one smooth motion on his lap with a sigh. A moan caught in Swiss' throat, brain nothing but static for a second.
"You will only come when I tell you to," Rain said, stating more. Swiss nodded, he was starting to make himself dizzy with the movement, but Rain caught his jaw in a strong grip, forcing his head still. "Use your words," he continued, and now that Swiss was listening better, he heard the slight strain in Rain's voice, the way he was slightly out of breath. A feeling of pride filled his chest, distracting him for a moment as a smug smile twisted his mouth.
Rain used his grip to shake Swiss' head, demanding his attention, nails digging in sharper as a warning. "Yes," Swiss forced out, cringing at the crack in his voice, "Yes, sir." He could feel Rain's stare on him and he swallowed, his head dropping to the side a little, cheek pressed against his bicep.
"Good boy..." Rain praised and before Swiss could react to it he rolled his hips, somehow taking Swiss impossibly deeper as he ground down on him. He watched as pleasure clouded Swiss' brain. He pulled hard against the restraints around his wrists, wanting to reach, hold, grab, and whining in frustration when he couldn't. Rain closed his eyes and tilted his head back, hands placed firmly on Swiss' chest as he kept rocking his hips gently. He felt so nice and full and he had been craving this since the moment he had come up with his plan. He moaned softly, drawing the feeling out as much as he could. Reveling in Swiss' heat, radiating off of the ghoul below him.
Rain moaned as he kept grinding against Swiss, not picking up the pace at all yet. Swiss was whining and squirming underneath him. Trying desperately to move his own hips, but not having the leverage to. The rings rattled with each desperate pull. Rain smirked as he stilled entirely again, Swiss cried out frustrated a stream of breathless curses falling from his lips subconsciously.
Swiss' vision whited out behind his blindfold as another slap hit him hard across the face. "Didn't I say no talking..." he heard Rain say, an edge of disappointment in his voice and Swiss felt his chest clench tightly around the cold feeling that gave him.
"I'm... I'm sorry..." he whispered, feeling the heat radiating where his cheek was most definitely red and burning. He felt his head twist hard to the side first, before realizing he had been hit again, for the third time. He gasped for breath as his head spun and he whimpered. Both cheeks now had to be burning red, stinging. He wanted to apologize again but smartly kept his mouth shut. He was biting on his bottom lip again, worrying about the already puffy and split skin between his teeth.
"That's better," Rain breathed softly. He shifted his hips, getting his legs under him better and putting more weight on his knees. The movement made Swiss whimper again and Rain preened at the sound. In his new position Rain could lift on his knees, lifting his hips off of Swiss', till only the tip of his dick was still inside. He let himself drop down again, taking the whole length in a hard trust and he moaned loudly. Swiss cried out, his hips twitching upward, craving more of the same. Rain lifted up again and repeated his movement, setting up a steady, slow but hard rhythm. Little moans and gasps got punched out of Swiss with every drop-down. Rain threw his head back as he found the right angle. A full body shudders, wrecking through him.
Swiss felt like he was drowning in the sensations. As Rain rode him, his nails dug harshly into Swiss' chest, scratching up the already abused skin, the dried wax chipping and cracking. Rain was so tight and hot and wet and Satanas Swiss was really struggling to hold himself back. The heat pooled insistently in his stomach, spreading through his body where it became almost painful. He trashed his head, moaning desperately. He wanted to beg, plead for Rain to let him come, but obedience won for now. He canted his hips, his spine twisting, writhing on the altar as Rain fucked himself on Swiss, used him for his own pleasure.
Rain pressed one of his palms against the underside of Swiss' chin, forcing his head back. Swiss let out a whine, his back arching further with the movement. Rain smirked as he pressed his fingers against Swiss' lips, forcing them past his teeth. Swiss couldn't help but let out a sharp growl, tongue meeting the pads of his fingers. He tried hard not to clench his jaw as Rain rolled his hips viciously. Rain kept forcing his head further back, neck, and back in a sharp and borderline painful arch. Three fingers pressed down on his tongue and teeth and he held him there tightly.
"You wanna come?" Rain asked softly, almost sweetly and Swiss tried to nod, but his head was trapped. He whined and mewled instead, noises muffled, desperation clear in the high-pitched quality of them. Rain laughed, a wicked sound, that shot right through Swiss' chest.
Swiss felt fingers curl around his fully exposed throat and he gave a last effort to wrench his head free, when had Rain become this strong? The grip tightened quickly and air, which was already precious to Swiss, left him fully. He tried to gasp, white spots appearing in his blinded vision. Radio static in his ears. His head felt like it was filled with cotton candy and like that cotton candy was on fire. Swiss was gonna explode, or die, or both if he didn't come soon.
Rain tightened his grip even further, forcing his fingers deeper into Swiss' mouth. He sped up the pace of his hips and watched as Swiss' tried to thrash and writhe with the last bit of oxygen he had. Finally, finally, he choose mercy and Rain leaned forward. "Come for me..." he whispered, commanded.
Swiss practically shattered apart underneath him, a loud cry muffled by Rain's hands. He felt like his brain was melting out of his ears as he came harder than he has in a while. His whole body went rigid, strung tight like a bow. So much so that he feared his back might snap. The lack of oxygen just made it all better when suddenly Rain let go of his windpipe and oxygen came rushing into his lungs with such force it hurt. It was just that extra little push to send him into the damn stratosphere.
When Swiss came too, Rain had pulled off of him, sitting on his stomach now. Swiss grunted softly, communicating his now, even though barely, conscious state. Rain chuckled softly and Swiss felt hands caress his cheek. "How are you doing?" he asked gently, his demeanor much more tender.
"Peachy," Swiss croaked, a lazy smile smeared on his lips. Rain hummed and then his hands slip up Swiss' face and he hooked his fingers underneath the blindfold. He removed it carefully and Swiss closed his eyes tightly as even the dim room was a bit too bright in comparison. Swiss groaned and pulled at his restraint with barely any strength left.
"Yeah, yeah," Rain whispered, amused and he swung his leg over so he could get off of the Altar. He hadn't come yet, but he wasn't really in a hurry to right now. It would be dealt with in a bit. He reached for Swiss' wrists and untied them with a quick flick of his wrists. Rain always used quick releases. Swiss whined as he pulled his arms down, his muscles would be sore as hell the next day. Rain walked around again and untied his ankles too, then he gave him a pat on the thigh. "C'mere," he said and motioned for Swiss to move towards him.
Swiss let himself slide to the floor, on his knees in front of Rain. His hands came up to hold Rain by his thighs, stabilizing himself. He leaned back against the marble altar and looked up. Their eyes locked and Rain couldn't help but smile at what he saw. Swiss' eyes were glossed over, his lips parted as he was still panting softly and the look on his face could only be described as pure adoration.
Rain softly cupped his jaw and Swiss closed his eyes and leaned into it. He was clearly light-headed, gently floating in the haze of his orgasm. "Beautiful..." Rain mutters softly, his thumb swiping over Swiss' bottom lip, smearing the saliva that's there. He pressed his thumb in, pushing down on Swiss' teeth. Obediently, Swiss opened his mouth further, sticking his tongue out a little bit. Rain hummed softly in appreciation, "good boy." A shudder went through Swiss, his hands tightening their grip. Rain brought up his other hand and threaded it through Swiss' thick hair, fingers grasping a firm hold. A gasp escaped Swiss, but he didn't move, stayed perfectly still. "I'm gonna fuck your mouth now," Rain stated, casually.
"Please..." Swiss muttered, muffled slightly by Rain's thumb. His voice was wrecked, words slurred. He forced his eyes open again, glassy yellow meeting bright blue. Rain pulled him forward gently by his hair, thumb leaving his mouth. Swiss dropped his mouth open even further and swallowed him down as Rain fed him his dick. Rain let out a sigh as he pushed into the tight, wet heat of Swiss' throat. He took a step forward, forcing Swiss to lean back. Swiss made a choked-off sound as the back of his head connected with the altar, trapped between it and Rain.
They were still holding eye contact, Swiss barely holding his eyes open. All his breath was cut off and his hands held Rain's thighs, nails scraping, mirroring the marks Rain left on him. Rain pulled on his hair, holding Swiss tightly against the altar, his other hand splayed out on the cold marble, steadying himself.
The way Swiss' lips were stretched around him made an absolute obscene picture and Rain moaned softly, his mouth salivating. He pulled back a little, just to thrust forward again. Swiss made a choking noise as Rain hit the back of his throat and he shifted, moving his body till the slide was easier, head firmly held in place. Rain gave a little extra push and Swiss almost convulsed with a gag as his dick slid further down his throat and he tried desperately to swallow around it.
Rain watched as Swiss eyes slide all the way shut and tears sprung in his eyes. Swiss' nails dig even harder into Rain's skin and he knows without looking that he is bleeding from it, but he truly doesn't care at the moment. He pulled his hips back, leaving the tip of his dick on Swiss' plush lips as the kneeling ghoul coughed and sputtered, sucking in lungs full of air.
Rain gave him a moment, just long enough for him to regain his breath before he thrust forward again. He moaned and threw his head back as his dick slid in the wet, hot heat of Swiss' throat, muscles working around him as the multi ghoul swallowed around it. Rain set up a steady rhythm, fucking forward with measured thrusts.
Swiss looked like the picture of sin and beauty as he looked down at him again. Tears were gently streaming down his face, mixing in with saliva on his lips and chin. He had his eyes closed, his face slack and relaxed as he held his open obediently for Rain to use him. Swiss held his tongue pressed flat against the underside of Rain's dick and the pressure of it sent shivers up his spine. "You are so pretty like this," Rain hummed softly as he pushed all the way in again, making Swiss choke, back arching. "My good little whore," Rain continued, voice gentle and sweet, "at my back and call, no matter what I want, am I wrong? For me to use..."
Swiss whined as Rain's thrusts became harsher. His head was swimming with Rain's sweetly spoken but obscene words and lack of oxygen as he was struggling hard to breathe. He tried opening his eyes, but he couldn't do anything anyway through the layer of tears. His grip weakened and his hands started to slide down Rain's legs, scrambling for purchase as his vision started to go even more fuzzy, black spots dancing through it. Rain's smell overwhelmed him as his dick kept sliding down his throat deliciously, pushing deeper and deeper and pulling out less with each thrust. Swiss went slack against the side of the altar, only held up by Rain's hand is his hair. His hands fell motionless next to him. Rain's thrusts became even more frantic and through the loud buzzing in his ears, Swiss could hear Rain cursing and pant softly. He knew the water ghoul was close and he was fighting to keep his consciousness till the end, holding on just a little longer.
Just as Swiss thought he was actually gonna pass out and die, choked out on dick, what a hell of a way to go, Rain pulled out. Oxygen rushed into his lungs and head, his chest expanding and burning with it. He felt Rain grab him by his jaw roughly, hand leaving his hair. He kept his mouth open, tongue lolling out from between his lips.
He looked like a mess and Rain was gonna make it so much worse. He held Swiss in place firmly as he gave himself a couple more strokes before he finally came with a loud moan. Thick robes of white coated Swiss face, landing on his nose, lips, tongue, and cheeks, some of it spilling onto his chest. Swiss flinched at the feeling, completely out of it, gaze hazy.
Rain took his time looking at him while he caught his breath. Swiss didn't really move the entire time, just closed his mouth and licked his lips lazily, swallowing whatever come he had caught. His eyes had closed again and he was panting. Rain lifted his free hand and softly wiped it over Swiss' soiled face, scooping up a bit of come and bringing his fingers to Swiss' mouth. Swiss sucked on them lazily and Rain had to suppress a whine, his spent cock making, an interested little twitch. Instead, he pulled his hand free and carefully let go of Swiss' jaw, making sure he wouldn't fall down to the floor.
Swiss hummed something incoherent and one of his arms lifted slightly before it dropped back down. Rain chuckled softly and went to his knees as well. He reached over to the bag he had put next to the altar and pulled out a soft towel and spray bottle. Carefully, Rain wiped Swiss down, letting the cloth run over his face, and watched it crunch up. He chuckled again and leaned forward to give him a soft kiss. Swiss hummed happily and leaned into it. This is was Rain liked most about this dynamic with Swiss, the fucked out and pliant state he would get into right after they were spent and done. Rain threw the towel aside and cupped Swiss' face, giving him a more solid kiss. When he pulled back Swiss chased him with a soft whine and both of them giggled softly in response. "Are you okay?" Rain asked softly, knowing the answer, but wanting to be sure anyway.
Swiss hummed softly and finally opened his eyes, to smile fondly at Rain, "Yeah..." he whispered, his voice absolutely wrecked, "I am good... great even. Thank you..." Rain smiled too. He shifted his body a little so he could pull Swiss into a comfortable cuddle.
They would sit like that for however long it took for either one to start shivering on the cold marble tiles. Then they would head back to their chambers and take a nice hot bath and get all the wax from Swiss' skin. But right now, right now they would just bask satisfied in the afterglow.