Ghost Stories (A Sanscest Story)

A Lingering Touch

Ink chuckled softly as he stared down at the phone. He was in his bedroom, curled up on the bed. He jumped as he felt a presence and his phone began to glitch. Ink sat up. "Error??" He called. He yelped as something wrapped around him and tugged him back. He squeaked, dropping the phone. He looked up as Error fizzled into view above him.

Ink blushed his multicolored blush, staring up at him. He watched as the other closed his eyes and seemed to focus. Ink's eyes widened as Error's body glitched and seemed to become solid. He was leaning against the backboard of the bed. Ink trembled as he laid between Error's legs. "I-I didn't know you could do that..." He whispered. Error blinked and blushed quietly.

His bony legs were cushioning Ink's body perfectly. Error sighed and reached down, stroking one of the ink stains on Ink's cheek. Ink lifted his head to Error's touch, nuzzling into his hand out of instinct. He blinked and laid back down, apologizing. Error shook his head.

His bony hands ghosted along Ink's before starting to move down, stroking his jaw and forehead. They were cold. Ink blushed quietly as one of Error's fingers brushed his teeth. He knew Error was doing it subconsciously. He'd found that when Error wanted to relax, he touched things. He closed his eyes.

All of a sudden, he let out a gasp as he felt one of Error's hands stroke under his chin. He lifted his head in response. The hand continued down his neck, gently stroking his throat before moving down to his collarbone. Both thumbs traced both sides of the top of the collarbone and Ink let out a shaky sigh. "E-Error." He said.

Error was staring blankly at the ceiling. He seemed lost in thought. His hands slowly changed route and started pushing out under the sleeves over Ink's shoulders. Ink's eyes widened. He blushed deeply. "If I-I-I lost you... I think I-I-I-I might actually-y-y-y fucking l-l-l-l-lose myself-f-f..." Error's voice made Ink stop. He looked up as a yellow tear rolled down Error's face from his glitching eye.

Ink felt warmth shake his entire body. He pulled away and stared at Error before looking down, unable to bring himself to say anything. He was blushing dangerously hard.

Error leaned his head back once again, closing his eyes. Ink stared at him as Error started to knead the blanket with his fingers again. Ink wanted Error to touch him again. He gulped before leaning back and resting his head back once again on Error's midsection.

Error blinked and sure enough, Ink smiled as he felt Error's cold hands on his head again. He lifted his head as they stroked over him gently. Error stared down at him with blank eyes and the hands started going lower once again. His hands stopped around the top of his collar bone. Error seemed to come into focus.

He gulped and started to draw his hands back. Ink looked up at him, feeling a bit dejected dejected. "Oh... do y-y-y-y-you like me d-d-d-doing th-th-tha-that?" Error asked in blatant surprise, seeming to notice almost immediately. Ink blushed rainbow before nodding quietly. Error smiled a little before sinking back into his earlier state. The one where he was lost in thought.

His hands stroked over Ink's shoulders and even slid under his shoulder blades, tracing a bit of his spine. Ink let out a soft gasp as he felt that. His body squirmed. Error moved his hands back up, the faintest hint of a grin on his face. 

Ink stared at him before dramatically gasping and glaring at him. "You did that on purpose!" He accused playfully. Error looked down at him, slowly seeming to come back to reality as a smile spread across his face. A real one.

"And i-i-i-if I d-d-d-did?" He said teasingly. Ink huffed. Error chuckled. Ink blinked and turned on his stomach. He reached out and hugged Error's waist, his head still on the other's midsection. "H-H-Hey-Hey, you a-a-a-alright?" Ink looked up as Error seemed concerned and buried his head back into his stomach, even his shoulders rainbow. Thankfully, the other couldn't see it under his scarf.