NinjaGo - Ghost & Sky Pirate OneShots

Minute by Minute | Soul Archer X Reader (Lemon)

For a good ten minutes, you were having a panic attack. Why? Because you lost your phone. You tried remembering where you had last put it, but couldn't come up with anything.

Your boyfriend walked into the room, and asked, "Y/N, my dear, are you having an existential crisis?"

"No, Soul Archer, I just lost my freaking phone and can't find it ANYWHERE."

"Did you check the couch?"

"Yes."

"Closet?"

"Y—wait, no." You rushed over to your walk-in closet, trying to see in the dark, trying to find a light switch. Soul Archer stepped in behind you, and shut the door behind him. Unbeknownst to him, that was one of the stupidest things he could've done.

Why? Because the door was quirky. It only locked from the outside, and would sometimes lock if you didn't want it to.

"Archer."

"Hm?"

"Did you just close the door?"

"Yes, why?"

You walked over to tug at the door, but it didn't budge. Shit.

"The door locked itself."

"Oh," Archer said. He pulled out his phone, and check reception. He texted Morro, saying, "Me and Y/N are locked in her closet. Get over here ASAP."

"Sure thing. I may take a good forty five minutes to get there, tho."

Archer looked like he was going to flip out. He took a deep breath and composed himself before saying, "Morro will be here in forty-five minutes."

"Forty-five?!"

Archer sat down in the chair that was in the small space you were in. You pressed the light switch, but nothing happened.

"The light's busted."

"Sorry. This is my fault."

"No, I should've told you about the door. It locks from the outside, and does so without me wanting it to sometimes."

Minute one, you and Archer had a bored conversation about life (and afterlife). It was starting to get cold, so you cuddled up next to him.

Minute five, he had his hand on your hip as he pressed his lips to yours.

Minute seven, you sat on top of his lap, blushing at the position you both were in. You continued to kiss, but it was more heated this time.

Minute ten, you felt something rather hard pressing against your underside. Soul Archer's face was covered in a ghostly blue blush, and yours was cherry red.

Minute twelve, your shirt and bra were off. Archer's hands trailed up to your breasts, massaging them gently. You moaned in satisfaction.

Minute fifteen, Soul Archer's shirt was off, and you were kissing hotly again, your chest pressed against his. You felt his bulge pressing against your womanhood. He moaned from the friction between you, his deep voice making you even wetter.

Minute twenty, he worked your shorts and underwear off, leaving you completely naked above him. He pulled off his pants and boxers, revealing his huge erection. The tip was a dark blue from how hard he was, and was leaking a sticky white precum. You were dripping over his cock, the sight of it turning you on even more.

Minute twenty-four, you had your lips wrapped around his length, and were sucking on his throbbing member. His moans grew hotter, and you felt more precum steadily dripping from the tip. You heard the arousing slurping noises you were making as well as his deep moans.

Minute twenty-six, you had his length deep in your throat, still leaking a white liquid. You sucked and slurped, making lewd noises as you did so. Soul Archer was moaning your name in a way you never thought you'd hear. The dirty moans and whimpers you were pulling from him only made you suck harder.

Minute twenty-eight, you wondered how long it would be before he came. He didn't seem too close yet, strangely enough. He was, at this point, bucking his hips forward into your throat as you swallowed the tip. This drew a slightly girly gasp followed by a loud moan from Archer.

"Ahh... Y/N... F-fuck..."

You never thought you'd hear him swear, seeing as he usually never did. But then again, you never thought you'd see him so turned on, either.

Minute thirty, he was somewhat close. One of his hands went to the arm of the chair, and you saw from the corner of your eye five, inch long, razor-sharp claws unsheathe from his fingers.

He said some dirty things in that moment, things you never thought he'd ever say.

"Mmh... Y/N, I know I'm close... Hah... Suck it, nice and hard... Bring me to paradise, Y/N..."

Minute thirty-one, his sticky cum shot into your throat. You swallowed lots of it, then pulled away. The rest ended up covering your face, neck, and breasts. The sight of you in this messy state, licking your lips, staring into his eyes, made Soul Archer harden again almost immediately.

Minute thirty-two, you sat on his erection, the shaft between your folds. You slid it back and forth, wanting to hear Archer moan hotly.

What you got instead was, "Ohh, Y/N, make me cum so hard... Let me stick my huge, throbbing dick into your soaking wet pussy..."

You blushed hard at his words. Who could've guessed that sweet, polite Soul Archer had a side this dirty...

Minute thirty-three, you slid him in with little effort at all, since you were so wet. He thrusted eagerly, not that you needed time to adjust. You were aching for him; you felt pleasure, and only pleasure. He thrusted at a steady pace as you rode his erection.

Minute thirty-seven, you could feel his tip hitting your g-spot. You gasped, and let him hit that spot repeatedly. Your legs were spread out wide, giving him a chance to go deeper.

Minute forty, you felt something inside you nearly burst. You released a sticky white goo all over his throbbing dick, getting a hot moan out of him.

Minute forty two, he released his creamy liquid inside you. He rode out his orgasm, moaning hotly, before pulling out. You collapsed next to him, laying with your head in the crook of his neck. You ran a finger through his long hair, and heard him begin to purr softly beneath you.

Minute forty-five, the door opened.

"Hey guys! I'm here to save yo— holy shit."

"Shut the fucking door, Morro." Archer snapped.

Morro shut the door, but not completely, to make sure it didn't lock again.

"I'm just gonna leave, kay?" he said.

"Go for it," Archer said."

The two of you took time to recover, got your clothes on, and went to take a nap, Archer's purr peacefully lulling you to sleep.