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《Haunted Passions》

Kink: Sex in a haunted place(?)

Promt: 

Two paranormal investigators, Sam and Colby, explore an abandoned house, but their adventure takes an unexpected turn as they give in to their pent-up desires in this steamy and supernatural tale.

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《No one's POV 》

The air was heavy and still as Sam and Colby approached the abandoned house. It was a typical job for them; exploring the unknown and uncovering the paranormal was their passion. But this time, there was an added twist to their adventure - a sexual tension that had been building between them for months.

The house loomed before them, its worn and weathered exterior giving off an eerie vibe. As they stepped inside, the floorboards creaked beneath their feet, echoing through the empty rooms. The house seemed to whisper secrets and untold stories.

Colby, with his tall, lean frame, brown hair, and piercing blue eyes, couldn't help but feel a shiver run down his spine. He glanced at Sam, noticing the determined look on his partner's handsome face. Sam, standing at a shorter 5'8½", with bright blonde hair and eyes that sparkled with mischief, seemed unfazed by the house's creepiness.

They moved further inside, their flashlights cutting through the darkness. The house was a maze of rooms, each one seemingly more haunted than the last. Furniture was covered in sheets, giving the place an even more eerie feel.

"This place gives me the creeps," Colby whispered, his voice breaking the silence.

Sam smiled, his eyes flashing with excitement. "That's what makes it fun. You never know what we might discover."

As they explored, their footsteps echoed hollowly, adding to the sense of isolation. Colby felt his heart rate quicken, not just from the anticipation of their quest, but also from the growing desire he felt for Sam. It had been building for so long, and now, in this haunted house, it felt like the perfect setting to let their passions unleash.

They entered a bedroom, the walls coated in peeling wallpaper, the bed frame rusty and broken. Colby ran his hand over the deteriorated headboard, his fingers tracing the intricate design.

"I wonder who slept here," he mused, his voice low.

Sam stepped closer, his presence filling the small space. "Maybe we should find out," he said, his breath hot against Colby's ear.

Colby shivered, feeling Sam's lips graze his earlobe, sending sparks down his spine. He turned, his eyes locking with Sam's, and without a word, they crashed their lips together, kissing passionately.

Their mouths moved in sync, tongues tangling wildly. Colby could taste the sweetness of Sam's mouth, and he moaned, pressing his body against Sam's firmly. Sam responded eagerly, his hands roaming over Colby's body, mapping every inch of him hungrily.

They broke the kiss, both breathing heavily, their eyes dark with desire. Sam pushed Colby gently, and he found himself sitting on the old bed, the springs creaking beneath him. Sam stood before him, eyes burning with intensity.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted this," Sam whispered, reaching out to stroke Colby's cheek.

Colby swallowed, his heart pounding. "Me too," he admitted, his voice hoarse with want. "Take me, Sam. Make me yours."