Symphony of love.

Untitled Part 2

Lewis moaned softly as he felt hands play with his small breasts. "They're so small, but sensitive, do you like it when I do this?~" Lewis gasped as his nipples were pinched. He blushed and whimpered with pleasure. "Hehe, you do like it~" Lewis blushed even more.

"P-please..." Lewis begged softly as he felt a hand slowly trail down his stomach to what lies between his legs.

"Please what, Mi amor?~" The voice of his unseen lover purred from behind him, making him blush more.

"P-please make love to me!~" Lewis blushed even more at his words, his skeleton face completely red. He heard the voice chuckle, and felt cool fingers dive into his opening, making him moan loudly and-

Lewis shot up in his bed, a blushing mess. He was panting softly, trying to catch his breath from the amazing dream he had. He blushed even more when he realized who the voice belonged to in his dream. He looked over at the picture frame of his boney friends, and saw Manolo. He groaned and fell back onto his bed. He whined softly, knowing he was still needy. He gently reached a hand into his sleeping pants, went past his dick, and gently pushed a finger into his vigina, he moaned softly at the feeling, having not touched himself there in years. He slowly dragged his finger in and out of him, making him whine and blush. "O-oh yeah... Feels so good~"

He was interrupted by a knock on his bedroom door, making him pull his fingers out and cover himself with his blanket. "Wh-who is it?!" He called out to the door. He watched as his housemate, Brook, opened the door a bit.

"I was just wondering if you would like to go to the cafe early with me!" Brook said with a happy smile, pretending that he didn't hear Lewis moaning through the door. Lewis, unaware of the fact that Brook knew what he was doing, smiled softly.

"I would love to Brook! Mind going somewhere else in the house so I can get ready?" Lewis asked him softly. Brook nodded and left, leaving Lewis to get ready. Lewis got up from his bed, and walked over to his closet. He opened it, and pulled out his breast binder. He sighed softly as he looked at it sadly, remembering why he wore it... He put it on, and made sure it was tight enough to hide his chest, but not tight enough to make it hard to breath, which he needed to do. He got out a pair of boxers and put them on, and then, piece by piece, put on his suit. Once finished with that, he walked to his bed and put on his dress shoes. He got up and walked over to the mirror, and his eyes reflected a soft smile. He left his room and walked over to Brook. "I'm ready to go on, what about you?" He asked his friend softly.

Brook smiled at Lewis softly and nodded. "I am ready! Say, I uh, have a few questions... About you um... ''regaining some of your life force'', do you mind explaining that to me again? I think I need to hear it again to better understand..." He asked him softly. Lewis nodded.

"Sure, I'll explain it. So, as you remember, my best friend pushed me off a cliff. Well, it turns out my friend was actually possessed, which is why he did what he did. Well, we fought the demon who killed me and took my friend's arm, and killed it. Well, it turns out, eating up a life force takes a long time, however, enough was eaten up that I can only be half and half, meaning I've lost some of my ghost powers, but regained some of my more human traits. I can actually go back and forth between the two things. Does that make any sense to you?" Lewis asked his friend gently, and his purple glowing eyes showed a smile when he got a nod. "Alright then! We should head out to the cafe now." Lewis walked to the front door and opened it, walking on the path that leads to the cafe.

Brook followed him quietly, looking out at the scenery, he watched as flowers of some sort fell from the trees surrounding the path, and smiled softly at the sound of strange animals looking around. Soon enough, they both reached the cafe. Brook opened and held the door for Lewis, who thanked him with a smile. Lewis walked in, picked up and put on an apron, and began to happily clean up the place with a smile in his eyes. He hummed a soft tune as he scrubbed a table, slowly moving his hips side to side to the tune in his head. He looked around and stopped scrubbing as he looked around. "Hey Manny, where's Manolo?" He asked the older man softly.