Ghost. {Sabo x Reader}

Being Someone You Love.

Your head lulls back into the pillows as you desperately try to conceal your sounds of deep pleasure, your naked body coated in sweat and your face burning as hot as the sun as the bed rocks vigorously with each of Sabo's thrusts, a cluster of ecstasy washing over you as your fingertips dig into the blonde's bare back.

At least he's looking as equally dishevelled, his hair is as damp as yours and loosely falling in his face as he kisses and nibbles at your neck and chest, he brings you far more pleasure than anyone or anything else can, a burst of adrenaline keeps hitting you and you'll squirm beneath him, clutching onto the sheets and releasing a few strained gasps and mewls of pleasure. 

But he doesn't seem to ever run of out stamina, you've been tipped over the edge twice now already and you'll think that you're done and that you can't give him anymore, that you might break at any given moment and scream the house down but somehow, he coaxes your body into obeying his and you soon find yourself wanting more.

Your thigh pressing against his waist before you forcibly roll, throwing him down to the mattress without breaking apart for even a moment as your hips roll against his harder, his manhood seemingly sliding deeper inside you with this new position and your pleasure going through the roof as he brushes against a certain spot, a deep mewl erupting from your lips and encouraging a smug smile to spread across Sabo's lips as he grips your thighs, his hips moving in rhythm with your own as his breathing grows heavier by the second.

Your vision hazes as your eyes practically devour the sexy male in your bed, his body is chiselled in all the right areas and there are some burn scars from the fire but it doesn't disturb you in the slightest, it just makes you crave him more. 

Your hands pressing against his scarred chest for support as your hips vigorously roll in rhythm with his own, gradually going faster and harder but he matches your lust, his nails lightly digging into your skin as a low "Fuck, Petal--!" escapes his lips, it's not often he swears but the fact that you can draw such words from his delicious mouth just makes you feel all the more special. 

Your bed rocking fast and loudly with each thrust as a deep heat erupts inside your core, a sharp yelp of pleasure blurting from your lips but thankfully, your lover covers your mouth just in time for you, muffling your vulnerable sounds as his free hand grips your hip tightly, holding you in place as his thrusts become more rapid, breathless gasps escaping his lips in between strides before he finally hits his release as you hit yours.

Time seems to stop completely for a second as a burst of warmth, satisfaction and pleasure violently racks your body all at once, your vision blurring completely as Sabo's name loudly tears from your lips, only being slightly muffled by your blonde's hand as your body vibrates and tingles in a moment of bliss. 

For a split second it feels like you're high but you soon come down, your body collapsing on top of his as your vision gradually reverts back to normal and the room finally falls silent, the only sound to grace your ears is Sabo and yourself trying to gain your breaths - and the rain outside, you didn't even notice the weather before this moment.

Since your legs are too numb to move, you simply indulge in the sensation of laying in bed with your lover for a few minutes, listening to his breathing and the distant rain as his fingers idly trace small patterns across your bare back.

You never knew you wanted this kind of love until now.

"You have such a beautiful body." Your gentle blonde finally finding his voice, a soft chuckle following his claim as his index finger softly travels toward a stretch mark on your body, carefully tracing the pattern as he presses his lips to your forehead. 

You've never particularly liked your figure but he has this special little way of making you feel perfect in your own skin, you hadn't thought it was possible to feel such a way before now. 

You mean everything to me. 

"And you to me, Petal." He playfully chimes, his nose gently brushing against your tussled hair before he presses another kiss to your head, his voice almost a whisper as he adds; "Now take this as my promise, I was raised to never take advantage of women so there's no way in hell I'll be loving you and leaving you now."

"Heh, I love you so much, Sabo...my handsome ghost."

"And I love you. You're my beautiful petal, dancing in the wind."

Hm?

"What do you mean by dancing in the wind?"

"Just that you bought a lot of beauty to my depressing afterlife, like a flower petal blowing through the wind on a rough day." 

Sabo the poet, who would have thought...♥️