How The Angel Fell: Ghost Face x Reader (DBD)

The Champagne

Two hours later

The car began to get real steamy and my eyes were all blurry. I straddled Danny's lap in the backseat of his car and our tongues met in one drunken gross heap. I moaned when Danny's tongue explored my mouth. The man groaned into it with his hands gripped on my waist so tight I could feel bruises forming. Alas, that made me even more turned on.

The car windows began to fog up and not with the freezing familiar one that I often found myself lost in. But the heat, the passion and intense moment. It was corny and gross but I loved every second of it. And I kind of hoped that Danny did too...

I moaned again as our tongues fought and my arms around Danny's neck remained. I could feel the tightness under me in his pants forming. I ground my hips against him and he groaned my name right in my ear huskily.

"You sure you wanna do this?" Danny slurred.

"Yeah." I breathed and ran my hands up his toned chest through his button up shirt.

Two hours earlier

"Danny, no! It'll be expensive and probably really gross!" I stifled my laughter and put some more food on my fork.

I popped the food in my mouth and chewed on it.

"No, no. I insist! You deserve a nice dinner." Danny laughed too. A waiter walked by our table. "Excuse me, sir." Danny stopped him.

The waiter approached our table and I quickly scrambled up the gruesome photos that were still scattered on the table into my lap.

"Danny!" I playfully warned with a smile.

"Bring us your most expensive champagne, please." Danny smiled handsomely up at the waiter.

"Of course, sir." The waiter bowed his head and walked away.

"You really didn't need to do that." I reached out and grabbed onto his hand.

"My treat." Danny smiled but then focused more on my hand touching his.

I smiled softly at him from across the table and traced my thumb over his knuckles flirtatiously. I suddenly stifled the urge to furrow my brow. The fog clouded over my eyes and I was there again.

I furrowed my brow at the killer before me. The Ghost Face stood mere feet away without moving a muscle.

"What's your deal?" I asked the man through the realm's thick air.

The Ghost Face stared at me for a few long moments, taking in my features. The killer then turned away and walked off.

"What?" I called out.

He didn't say anything but I was just beyond confused. The Ghost Face turned back to face me once again. He slowly approached me. I held my breath when we were just centimetres apart. I peered into the black mesh eyeholes of his ghostly mask in pure wonder.

"Who are you?" I uttered.

I squeezed Danny's hand before retracing mine and placing it back in my photograph filled lap. I held back the need to groan. Why was this happening? What was this all trying to tell me? What was trying to tell me something? A creature? God? It was like a past life or something. A higher power was trying to talk to me.

An entity.

"Here you are, sir." The waiter's British accent ripped me out of my trance.

"Thank you." Danny smiled as the waiter set a bottle of champagne on the table. "Would you like to do the honours?" Danny grinned at me and pushed the bottle across the tablecloth.

"Oh, okay. Thanks, dude." I smiled right back, ignoring my past thoughts.

I slapped the photographs back on the table and grabbed the champagne. I wrapped a palm around the cold neck of the bottle and pushed at the cork. I stifled a squeal when the cork noisily popped out of the bottle and nearly hit the ceiling. Danny and I laughed gleefully, forgetting about the murders, visions and flashbacks for just one night. Just one night? I didn't think I'd be doing this for just one night...

Two hours later

My underwear was gone and Danny had pushed himself into me. I threw my head back in the darkness of the car as I sunk down closer onto him. Danny and I held each other close as our bodies moved together. I moaned when he pulled me back into a kiss.

"Fuck, baby. You feel so good." Danny grunted into my ear which nearly made me lose control.

"Danny." I moaned.

At first I thought that lust was clouding my vision but sure enough it was the freezing fog.

I moaned out a man's name but I didn't remember who's now. My bare back was cold against the broken generator as an unmasked Ghost Face loomed over me. I moaned out his name again.

"Like that, baby?" His raspy voice was warm against my ear.

"Uh, yes!" I whimpered under him.

"Mmm, you're so pretty." I felt a gloved hand stroke the hair away from my face.

Two hours earlier

"Cheers." Danny grinned and we clinked our glasses together.

I took a sip of the golden champagne then scrunched up my face. Danny laughed and took a sip himself.

"Argh, that is strong. Drink two glasses of that and you'll find yourself naked in a man's bed the next morning. And I'm not talking about me, I'm talking about you." I cringed at the taste.

Danny laughed at my joke and took another sip, nearly choking on the drink from laughter.

"You're funny." He said.

"That's the girl's line, babe." I took a longer drink of the champagne this time so I didn't have to taste it as much. I screwed my eyes and made a noise of disgust. "Told you it was gonna be gross." I joked.

"I don't mind it." Danny smirked at me and took yet another sip.

What I said earlier about the champagne was right, it would get you naked with a man. We stayed at the restaurant for awhile. We both got to know each other more while more and more glasses were emptied. It was all innocent until we got more and more drunk. I'd brush my leg against his under the table and Danny would grin. My jaw dropped to the floor when the big bottle of champagne was now empty.

"Holy shit. How drunk are we?" I slurred.

Apparently very drunk.

And there I was in some empty parking lot in Danny's car. I moved slightly in his lap with his hands on my hips moving me up and down as well. Champagne made you do unforgivable things.

"Oh, Danny." I closed my eyes in pure bliss.

"Mmm, you're so pretty." I felt a hand stroke the hair away from my face.