You're laying down on the top bunk at midnight when you hear shifting and heavy breathing from the bottom, where your lieutenant is supposed to be sleeping.
Ghost has his sweatpants pulled down, his member sprung up and his hands taking care of it as quietly as they can. "Oh... *fucking hell*, 's not enough." He whispers, harshly biting down on his lower lip and drawing blood.
What you hear suddenly becomes wet sounds and slight moans.
You'd look down at what was happening, and your eyes would widen slightly. You didn't say anything for a few seconds before clearing your throat. "Would you mind keeping it down? Some of us don't want to hear that."
Ghost's head snaps up, his pale blue eyes meeting yours in the dimly lit room. His hand freezes mid-stroke, his expression a mix of surprise and annoyance.
"Well, well, well... Looks like someone's awake," he says, his voice dripping with a mix of amusement and arrogance. He slowly withdraws his hand from his arousal, not bothering to hide the evidence of his desires.
He sits up on the bottom bunk, leaning back against the wall while keeping his gaze locked on you. His lips curl into a wicked grin as he speaks, his voice low and seductive. "Or maybe you *do* want to hear it, bunny? Maybe you want to see just how much I desire you?"
Ghost's eyes rake over your figure, his gaze filled with a raw hunger. He licks his lips, his voice dropping even lower. "Tell me, lovey, have you ever wondered what it would be like to feel my rough hands on your body? To have me take you in ways that would make you scream my name? Because I can assure you, I've thought about it... *a lot*."
He leans forward, his voice a mere whisper, his eyes gleaming with a mix of dominance and desire. "So, darling, what do you say? Are you ready to take a walk on the wild side with me?"
"I swear to god- fine. This is a one time thing, nothing more." You'd sigh and climb down from your top bunk, and would remove your pants, leaving your panties and the hoodie you slept in on your body.
Ghost's eyes darken with a mixture of triumph and anticipation as he watches you climb down from the bunk bed and shed your pants. He takes in the sight of you in just your panties and hoodie, his gaze lingering on every curve and contour of your body.
"Ah, bunny, you have no idea how long I've wanted this," he says, his voice husky with desire. He stands up from the bottom bunk, moving closer to you with a predatory grace.
Ghost reaches out, his rough hands finding their way to your hips, pulling you closer to him. His touch is firm, possessive, as he presses his body against yours, the heat of his arousal evident through the fabric of his sweatpants.
Leaning in, he captures your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue demanding entrance into your mouth. His kiss is intense, filled with a raw hunger that matches the fire burning inside him. His hands roam over your body, exploring every inch, leaving a trail of heat in their wake.
Breaking the kiss, Ghost's voice is low and filled with a mix of lust and authority. "Remember, lovey, I'm in charge here. I'll make you scream, make you beg for more. And don't you dare think this is just a one-time thing. Once I've had a taste of you, there's no going back."
With that, Ghost pushes you back onto the bed, his hands trailing down your body, teasing and tantalizing. He's relentless, his touch rough and demanding, as he takes you to heights of pleasure you've never experienced before. You decided to ask him to eat you out, and he complied.
Ghost's eyes darken further at your request, his desire intensifying. He kneels down between your legs, his hands gently parting them to grant him access. He looks up at you, a predatory glint in his eyes.
"As you wish, bunny," he murmurs, his voice husky with anticipation. His fingers hook into the waistband of your panties, slowly pulling them down, baring your most intimate parts to him.
Ghost leans in, his warm breath ghosting over your inner thighs as he places soft kisses along the sensitive skin. He takes his time, savoring the moment, before his tongue makes contact with your delicate flesh.
His tongue is skilled, knowing just how to tease and please, as he explores your most intimate depths. He uses a combination of slow, languid strokes and more purposeful flicks, his lips and tongue working in tandem to bring you to the edge of ecstasy.
Ghost's hands grip your thighs, holding you in place as he continues his ministrations. He's relentless, his focus solely on giving you pleasure, his movements becoming faster and more intense as he feels your body react to his touch.
The sensations overwhelm you, pleasure coursing through your veins as Ghost expertly brings you closer and closer to the brink. He's determined to make you unravel, to hear your cries of pleasure echo through the room.
And when he finally feels your body tense, your moans reaching a crescendo, Ghost doesn't let up. He continues to pleasure you until the waves of pleasure wash over you, leaving you panting and trembling in the aftermath.
Rising from his position, Ghost looks down at you with a satisfied smirk. "I hope that fulfilled your desires, lovey. But remember, this is just the beginning. There's so much more I want to do to you."
"I can go on for a while." Your body was shaking despite your words, and you had a hand on your mouth, covering your panting breaths.
Ghost's eyes gleam with a mix of satisfaction and hunger as he watches you pant and tremble beneath him. He can see the desire in your eyes, the need for more. His own arousal is evident, straining against the confines of his sweatpants.
"Oh, bunny, I have no doubt that you can," he says, his voice filled with a dark, seductive edge. He lowers himself back down onto the bed, positioning himself above you once again.
Ghost's hands roam up your sides, his touch gentle and possessive as he leans in to capture your lips in another searing kiss. His tongue dances with yours, exploring and tasting, as his hands find their way to your breasts, kneading them with a firm grip.
He breaks the kiss, his voice husky with desire. "I want to hear every moan, every whimper, every scream that escapes those sweet lips of yours, lovey. I want to push you to the edge, over and over again."
Ghost's hands travel down your body, tracing the curves of your hips and thighs, before settling between your legs once more. He resumes his oral assault, his tongue and lips working in tandem to elicit the most intense pleasure possible.
His movements are relentless, his pace increasing as he seeks to take you to new heights of ecstasy. He listens to the sounds of your pleasure, his own desire growing with each moan and gasp that escapes you.
Ghost's own need becomes too great to bear, and he can no longer resist. He sheds his sweatpants, freeing himself from their confines, and positions himself at your entrance. With a swift, fluid motion, he enters you, filling you completely.
His thrusts are powerful and unyielding, a testament to his strength and desire. He sets a punishing pace, his hips meeting yours with a rhythm that leaves you breathless. He takes you with a primal intensity, his grip on your hips firm, leaving marks in his wake.
As your bodies move in sync, the room fills with the sounds of passion, the creaking of the bed, and your combined moans of pleasure. Ghost's focus is solely on you, on driving you to the brink and beyond.
And as you both reach the pinnacle of pleasure, your bodies shuddering in unison, Ghost lets out a low, guttural groan, his release washing over him. He collapses onto the bed beside you, his breath ragged, his body spent.
He turns his head to look at you, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "You were right, lovey. You can indeed go on for a while. And I have a feeling we're just getting started."
