Ghost boy (River Rees X Reader)

Chapter 4

Warning: NSFW in the beginning

December 12, 2021

I turned over, slowly, in bed. My eyes immediately met those of another. A pair of intense, ice-blue lakes staring back at me lovingly.

     "Good morning, baby." I say sleepily. The man lying in bed next to me smiles back.

     "Baby? I seem to recall a different name last night" he smirks at me and I giggle.

     "Well, it's not last night anymore, is it?" River inches closer to me, and I feel the bare skin of his legs touch mine just before I feel him pressing against me, just lingering there, making himself know presence known
     "River." I warn, feeling the knot of tension build up in my core.

     "Yes, sweetheart?" His voice is low and eager. Suddenly I feel his hand, one finger gently brushing against my clit. I say his name again, this time, however, it comes out a moan. River growls in response, predatory and raw. His other fingers dip inside me and-

     I wake with a jolt, and I hear a gentle sound of complaint from underneath me. I look down slowly in horror to find myself laying on River's bare chest. He's still asleep, thank God. I get up slowly, not wanting to wake him and have to explain what the fuck was going on. I feel a wetness in between my legs and I swear quietly. I quietly make my way to my room, shutting the door behind me

     What the fuck, what the fuck, WHAT THE FUCK?

     My mind is still reeling from the dream, legs wobbly as I fall into my bed. I rack my mind for memories of the night before. I'd been on the couch, watching TV with River, and that's all I could remember. I must have fallen asleep, I was fully clothed, thankfully. But River's scent clung to my clothes like Velcro. I was cold now that I didn't have his body heat, and the room felt strangely empty. I fell back on my bed, trying to calm my racing heart.

     Why am I so nervous? River is my best friend. This can't happen. He doesn't like me like that. I grabbed a pillow from behind my head and covered my face with it, groaning loudly as I warred with these stupid feelings that wouldn't leave me alone. River's scent was clouding my mind, taking over my thoughts. I shifted restlessly in my bed, trying to think of something else, anything else. But I couldn't. Flashes of my dream replayed in my mind, the intensity of his stare, his low, feral growl, the feeling of this fingers as-

     I stood abruptly, throwing on a pair of sweatpants and pulling my hair into a messy bun. I hesitated for a moment, then threw my shirt on my bed and traded it in for a sports bra and a black, skin-tight, fleece-lined shirt with the word "DEVOPS" in vinyl on the breast. I needed River's smell off of me. I couldn't think with it lingering. I needed out of this house. I slipped out of my room and to the front door, passing the living room as I did so. River lay bundled up in a blanket, the shirt he'd worn the night before in a ball on the floor behind the couch. Soft snores came from River and I had to resist the urge to look at him. Instead, I put my air pods in and started my music before quietly leaving the house, my phone strapped to my arm. Through Glass by Stone Sour drowned out my thoughts as I began an easy jog down the street. Time seemed to fade as song after song turned into block after block. I didn't really know where I was running to, just that I had to run. Eventually I found myself standing outside an empty storefront, a For-Sale sign in the window. It used to be a small furniture store, lamps, nightstands, things of those sorts of things. It'd been empty for a few months, with nobody interested in buying it. I'd considered it once or twice. The chance to open my own shop was something I'd been dreaming of for years. A store dedicated exclusively to grunge clothing. There wasn't exactly a Hot Topic or Forever 21, or any boutique stores nearby. I wiped the sweat from my brow and turned, making my way back home. Music still blasting in my ears, it took about seven songs before I made it back home. Air pods still in, I unlocked the door and walked inside, only halfway acknowledging the guys as I did so. I walked to the bathroom and stripped, finally taking out my air pods and turning on the shower. After waiting for the water to warm, I stepped into the shower and allowed the hot water to wash over me. Allowing it to wash away all of my anxiety and nerves. A sense of relief filled me and I leaned back against the wall, happiness overwhelming me at finally feeling free of stress for the first time in weeks.