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• Ghost : Chanyeol •

A house on the corner is where you roam. Abandoned, forgotten, grim. There were no other occupants within the faded walls of the building other than yourself. With wallpaper peeling, tiles cracking, floors creaking, and drains leaking, it was obvious as to why nobody wanted to live in this dump. But you had no choice.

The day your unexpected death came, leaving this earth became out of reach. The quickness and confusion led your soul to stay within the boundaries of the human world and within this house. It happened on a hot summer's night while wandering through the place by yourself, curious as what was inside. It was thought to be haunted, which it wasn't until the railing on the stairs snapped.

The collision made with your body and the ground killed you instantly, the unknowing trapping you inside, sentenced to be alone forever. That was until one day, a young man with skin so flawless and body so toned moved in.

You stared at him from around the corner as he stood in the kitchen cooking. He stopped for a moment, looking up to meet your gaze, and you quickly stepped back to hide behind the wall. You didn't realize you had been holding your breath until you let all of it out. Every time you would stare to admire his beauty, he'd glance up in your direction. It always caught you off guard and startled you, unsure if he could see you or not.

Time Skip

Later that night, you stood by the foot of his bed, watching as he slept. The man's chest rose with every breath taken into his lungs, heart a steady beat. Taking a step forward, he rolled over onto his back, scaring you, but relaxing once remembering that he most likely wouldn't even see you if he did awaken. The way his skin glowed in the dimly lit room and plump lips parting made all kinds of dirty scenarios play out in your head.

After several minutes of shuffling in the spot you stood and wetness soaking your lower region, you couldn't help yourself anymore. A god like man moves into this dump after years of you being alone, and you're not going to do anything about it? Hell no. Step by step, you eventually made it up to the side where he slept. Your fingers danced across his cheek, down his jaw and neck, him letting out a small sigh.

Removing the comforter that covered his torso, you slowly trailed your fingers down his chest, tracing the outline of his abs. Soon reaching the hem of his underwear, you teasingly slipped the tip of your fingertip underneath the waistband, sliding it from one hipbone to the other, and letting the elastic lightly snap against his beautiful skin as you withdrew that same finger. He slightly arched his back, a bulge starting to become visible.

You crawled on top of him and straddled his hips, grinding against his growing erection, hands caressing his chest. Short breaths and whimpers escaped his pink lips. The sensation of his hardness spreading your wetness through your panties drove you crazy. You discarded your shirt and bra, massaging your own breasts and pinching your erect nipples. You bit down on your bottom lip, suppressing your whimpers and moans.

Sliding off his underwear, you drooled at the sight before you, taking ahold of his member in your hand, earning a moan from him. You watched as his facial expressions twitched with every pump and kitten lick you gave. You soon took as much of him as possible in your mouth, the man groaning into the quiet room.

You hollowed your cheeks, tongue lapping at the vein on the underside of his member. He bucked up into your mouth, causing him to hit the back of your throat. The contractions your throat made around the tip of his dick had him gripping the bed sheets and panting. You kept going at it until an unexpected warm liquid shot down the back of your throat as he loudly moaned. You sat up and swallowed the lingering taste in your mouth, taking in a full breath of air.

You noticed sweat glistening off his forehead and bare chest. It seemed almost impossible for someone to look even more perfect than they already did, but he managed to do so without even being awake. You did away with your shorts and underwear, positioning his member against your entrance and setting yourself down on it, a moan of pleasure eliciting from the back of your throat and nails digging into his chest.

You began to gradually slide up and down, letting yourself become accustomed to his size, but his hands suddenly gripped your hips, guiding your movements to become more harsh. You moaned out, nails raking down his sides. Jolts of electricity racing throughout your whole body with every time your hips met with a lewd slapping sound.

Your stomach began to twist in knots as his fingers pressed against your hips hard enough to for sure leave bruises. Your walls began to clamp around his member, him pushing his head back into the soft pillow and moaning. Your body trembled as pressure was applied to your clit, causing your legs to tighten around him as euphoria washed over your body. With a few more deep thrusts, the man let out an animalistic growl, spilling inside of you. His actions slowed until coming to a complete stop.

Your eyes had been closed as you caught your breath. "So you are real," he breathed. Your eyes shot open with shock. He was looking at you with pure lust. "I thought I was just seeing things, but.." his eyes trekked down your body, seeing how his dick was still buried deep within your wet walls, and slowly back up to your heaving chest, parted lips, and into your eyes once again, "here you are."

Finding the words to say was difficult, so you attempted to get up and leave. He quickly sat upright, flipping you over and thrusting his hips forward, lips smashing into yours. You whimpered, extremely sensitive from your orgasm. "Not so fast. Now it's time for me to show you what I can do," he smirked.

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