Truth or Dare

Part 2

Ghost's expression is more than readable even under his mask at being asked to play a game, "Are you serious? A game? Are you 12?" You nod, "Yes, a game," mocking his tone, "I'm sure you've heard of those before." Ghost glares at you, unappreciative of that attitude of yours creeping out again. He takes a deep breath, mentally convincing himself to not get worked up and irritated by your brattiness. You see the cogs turning in his head, he's actually thinking about it.

In reality, he can't help but wonder what game you'd want to play. "What game?" He grits out. Your eyes look up to the ceiling, bringing your finger to your lower lip, curling it as if you're thinking. You already know what you want to play, though. "Hmm... How about truth or dare?" Ghost raises an eyebrow at the suggestion, something in the back of his mind wondering if there is a hidden motive here. He scoffs, "Truth or dare, huh? Gee, I can't even remember the last time I played that."

"So? What's it gonna be?" You tilt your head to the side, eyeing him down, already thinking about what this little game could lead to. After a moment of silence, Ghost breathes out, "Fine. I'll play this little game with you." He couldn't believe that he agreed to this, there must be something about you to do such a thing. Your lips curl up into a mischievous smirk at his agreement to play the game, "Great, let's get started then."

Ghost is still thinking of all the ways this could go, but there's only one way to find out. "Well, you first since you suggested this," his curiosity is peaking and he can't help it. Your sly grin is still plastered on your face, "Alright, truth or dare?" He wants to play it safe for now, "Truth." You cross your arms, leaning back against the counter behind you, "Why do you wear the mask?" How original. So original that Ghost practically rolls his eyes to the back of his head.

"Creative," he gives you an unamused look, "To hide my face." You give him a "really?" look but in reality, you're the one who asked such a basic question. "In my line of work, keeping my identity hidden is the best for me. It's for my own safety to stay anonymous." The answer was good enough. "Now it's my turn though," he turns his body to fully face you, "Truth or dare?" Not a second passes before you boldly choose dare.

Ghost looks around the room, thinking of an interesting dare. One more interesting and creative than the truth you asked him. He looks back at you, noticing how your crossed arms pushes your chest up making your cleavage much more noticeable. You can't help but notice his glance but oddly enough, you didn't mind it. "I dare you to do 10 jumping jacks," Ghost is suppressing a smirk under his mask when your eyes widen and cheeks turn bright pink.

You sigh and chuckle, putting on a brave face. You weren't going to back out of a dare, it wasn't even that hard. "10 jumping jacks you say?" Ghost nods silently, eyes locked on you. "Fine," you push away from the counter and do your jumping jacks. "1... 2... 3..." You can feel his eyes on you. He's watching how your tank top rides up, exposing your midriff with every jump. Your breasts bouncing with each movement making his jeans start to feel tight. He knew what he was doing and it was painfully obvious.

"10..." You completed the dare, Ghost still stood there stuck in place. The space is steadily charging with tension. "Okay, perv, my turn. Truth or dare?" You so badly want him to pick dare and you got your wish. He's full of anticipation of the payback he may receive. You go back to leaning against the counter, arms behind you on either side of the edge as you tilt your head back. After thinking for a moment, you've decided, "I dare you to take your jacket off. I want to see your sleeve tattoo." It was a simple dare, but in reality you wanted to see his strong arms and his form underneath.

Ghost chuckles lowly, "You're going rather easy on me tonight." You remain quiet, anxiously waiting for him to take the article of clothing off. He doesn't hesitate and unzips his jacket, his tight form already visible through his white t-shirt. His strong arms are exposed, your eyes drinking in the sight of the veins that run along them. You couldn't help but subtly bite your lip, a low heat spreading over your body. His sleeve is even more impressive than you thought. "You like what you see, darlin'?" He pokes cockily with his thick accent, seeing your apparent intrigue as your mischievous smirk returns to your face. "I can't deny that I do."

Ghost feels a slight boost of his ego. He's beginning to settle into the game, it's almost like he's having fun. "Alright, truth or dare?" Once again you decide dare, the tension thrumming between you two becoming stronger. "I dare you to take your bra off," he's not being modest with these dares. He's playing this game right. You feel a warmth rush between your legs, that pink hue on your face becoming red. Ghost quietly chuckles at your reaction. He finds it cute how such a bold girl gets flustered rather easily if he plays his cards right.

Slowly, you move your hands back to dip under your top, the slight click sounding rather loud in the silence of anticipation. You skillfully take it off without flashing anything, holding the bra on your finger, dropping it to the floor. Your nipples are visibly hard under the thin material of your tank top. Ghost can't help but groan at the sight, the sound coming straight from his chest. Maybe this game wasn't so bad after all.

"Truth or dare," you say rather quickly, wanting to keep whatever this was alive. Ghost almost chooses dare but decides to switch it up and go back to the start, "Truth." You stroll a little closer towards him, his head tilting back with his smug grin under the mask. "Truly, what do you want to do right now in this very moment." Ghost confidently looks at you and over towards the couch of the living room. Ghost walks closer to you, bodies nearly touching, the heat burning hot in the space between. "Truthfully," he reaches out to run his thumb along your jawline, looking deep into your wide eyes, "I want to bend you over the back of that couch and take you. Fucking you so hard until you scream my name and beg for mercy."

That's all it took for your panties to be ruined right then and there. "Do you dare me to do it?" Ghost can see the desire in your eyes. "Yes. I dare you."