SPECTER [Ghost FanFiction 18+]

XII| Burning sensation in my gut

[Emilia Soranzo]

"Mhh..." I moaned as he briefly sucked on my clit and then flickered his tongue on it. "Yes, Simon," I breathed out.

Simon pulled away and sat on his knees between my thighs "Turn around and get on your knees."

I did as he asked with a smile.

Simon gripped the hem of my shirt and took it off, leaving me fully naked. My nipples instantly hardened "It's cold," I know he won't care, which I sort of love.

"I don't care," he whispered into my ear as one of his hands slithered around my throat.

"Mhh," I whimpered at his tight grip, which I thoroughly enjoy. Then I felt his cock gliding between my lips "Fuck, that feels good..."

He groaned as he slowly entered me and I moaned "Stay quiet," he whispered into my ear.

"I don't think I can," I looked up at him and bit my lip as the head of his cock throbbed inside of me.

Simon smiled down at me as his other hand found its way between my thighs to rub my clit.

"Ahh," I moaned and he slowly started thrusting into me.

"Fuck..." he kept my head tilted up as the pace of his movements remained steady.

"You love fucking me," I said, trying not to moan out my words.

Simon only smiled as tightened his grip around my throat "Be quiet." His fingers pinched my clit and I let out a loud moan.

One of my hands slithered down help his hand guide to what I want, which was for him to rub my clit raw, until the slightest tap makes me cum.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head as he increased the pace of his thrusts and he rubbed my clit as I told him to.

"Fuck," I whimpered and my walls clenched around him as a reflex.

Simon groaned and leaned down to crush his lips against mine "Fucking whore," he pulled away and breathed out.

"Please, I want to cum."

[Simon Riley]

Emilia insisted on making breakfast, and though it's hard to trust she'll make anything tasty, I want her to believe I trust her with a meal. Just one.

"Emilia!" I shouted, looking at my watch. It's been an hour.

I heard her rushing towards the room and she peeked her head in with a smile "It's ready."

I got out of bed and slipped on my underwear and bottoms "I hope you made a feast – you took long enough."

Emilia raised an eyebrow "You're being an arsehole and I made you breakfast."

"I think I'm allowed to be an arsehole after I made you cum every time you begged me to do so," I approached her with a smile and she just smiled back. "You could say something nice too."

"I made you breakfast, arsehole, I won't be saying 'thank you' as well. You need to choose one."

I pointed forward "Go on, then. I'm starving."

Emilia is only wearing her underwear and a long sleeve shirt she took from my bedroom without asking – I'm not surprised. However, I was surprised by the amazing spread of food on the table; I'm amazed she managed to get all of this done in an hour. There was a huge pile of pancakes, fluffy eggs, bacon, toast, jam, mandarine juice, coffee and banana bread.

"I know you didn't have faith in me, but as you can see, I don't need your faith to do something right," she said with a smile, which made me smile.

My arm reached for her waist to pull her into a hug "You don't look particularly useless, but I really thought you were unable to do most things."