Red Rooms I Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader

7. Black silk

As you enter your apartment you hurry into the kitchen to get a glass of water.

"YOU CAN DROP MY THINGS OFF NEAR THE DOOR! THANK YOU!" You shout towards the corridor, where Ghost is standing now.

He carefully places them on a small bench and takes off his jacket, putting it on a hanger. You do not even hear him approach you from behind, right after you gulped down a big glass of water. You turn around and lick your lips, some drops rolling down your chin and onto your hoodie. He watches them roll and then stares back into your eyes.

"Soooo...drinks?" You ask him as you turn back to your cupboard  and present him your tiny variety of liquors.
"See I *hiccup* got some scotch too...you like?" He doesnt look at the bottles at all but continues looking at you. You raise an eyebrow and reach for a bottle of red wine.
"Alrighty..." you mumble as you pour yourself a small glass.

You take a sip and then move to put your fuzzy slippers on. They were, of course, a present from Grace and were the coziest pair of slippers you've ever owned.

You offer him a pair of guest slippers too, but he doesn't react in any way. This is not how you imagined things to be.

"Helloo? Put them on please? Get cozy?? I....Something?"

He scoffs and shakes his head.
"Love...take a good look at those..."
You're confused at first but then This man is large, and so are his feet. Way too large for the tiny pair. You giggle now, not having noticed before.

"M sorry...then...no slippers for you sir..." you mumble as you take another good sip of your wine. You feel the alcohol working and your body relaxing.

He looks around your apartment and then asks you for the restroom. You point towards the end of your corridor and off he goes. You need to start planning now. If things keeps going on like this there won't be the best shag of your life happening any time soon... Grace!

You put your glass down, hurry to your big living room and turn on some jazz music to set the mood...Is it too much though?... no... NO, NO it's not...It's just right. You guys came out of a fricking burlesque club...he should know how you swing by now.

You rush to your coat and get your phone, writing Grace the update that you are now at your place and he might indeed be a weirdo, but you're gonna try your luck anyways.

You put your phone down now and look over to your bedroom. You should probably switch outfits, considering you're still wearing your stage costume underneath the hoodie.

So you finish your wine and move over to the bedroom, trying to hurry into something comfortable but still sexy.

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When Ghost leaves the bathroom, he looks around only to see your closed bedroom door and hearing some noise coming from behind it. He gets his phone out his pocket and walks into your living room, taking note of the jazz music playing.

"Good taste" he mumbles, being quite tipsy himself (who would have thought)

As he looks onto his phone screen he has 7 unread messages by Soap.
Opening them it's a bunch of random letters and 3 videos of Gaz and Soap dancing on stage, really getting into it and people cheering them on.

Ghost puts his phone away and shakes his head, switching his attention to your bedroom door as you open it.

This is the first time you see his low eyes widen.

You're wearing a black , long, silky robe now and some decent, matching lingerie underneath. You want to get this show started and thought either now or never, fuck it.

What a Goddess.