Ghost Stories (A Sanscest Story)

A Serious Turn

Lust gulped. He didn't know what to do. He was shaking so badly. Horror watched him. They were both in Horror's room. Lust sat on the bed. He had purple tears running down his face and a SOUL-shaped purple glow in his chest. It pulsed and he flinched, his cheeks lighting up purple. "Can't you ask someone?" Horror asked quietly.

Lust glanced at him. He couldn't. Not after what had happened with Dream. He gulped shakily and pushed himself up, floating above Horror. He was shaking. I-I...

Horror blinked, furrowing his brow. "Lust??" He sat up from the couch and Lust shook his head.

I... I am going to go cool down... Please... Lust stated shakily. He pushed himself up through the ceiling before Horror could say another word. Lust emerged into the room above, where it was dark. He was shaking, his body glowing. Cool down... please... He begged himself quietly.

"What seems to be the issue, spirit?" Lust shrieked and whipped around. Glowing eyes watched him from the bed as a silhouette stood. Lust backed up, recognizing the eyes. He shook his head.

Please, please do not hurt me. I am not here to cause harm. I just... Lust shivered and pressed his legs together. His blush lit up his face. The other, who called himself Cross, emerged into the moonlight. He seemed genuinely curious.

"You... you are a succubus?" He asked curiously. Lust went dark purple. He looked away and shook his head. No, he wasn't a demon.

No, but lust played a large role in my demise... Lust explained shakily. I am no demon, I promise you. He flinched again, shrinking away from Cross. Please do not hurt me...

"But you are in need, are you not?" Cross asked, tipping his head. Lust shook and his entire ghostly form trembled. He gulped and nodded. "Do you have a partner, spirit?" Lust blushed and nodded again. "Why have you not relieved yourself with him?" Lust blinked. He looked down.

I cannot maintain my energy for that long... It is difficult... And he does not even know what sex is... How could I stain him like that? Lust whispered weakly. Cross blinked and tipped his head.

"You are going to end up losing control if you do not do something." He said firmly. Lust blinked and nodded, feeling himself about to cry again. He hiccuped and buried his face in his hands.

I hate that I am like this... I hate that I became this... Lust cursed himself angrily, tears running down his face. He inhaled shakily again as his SOUL pulsed. It was slowly reforming. He yelped as Cross moved in front of him.

"You haven't much time." He noted. He glanced back at the bed. Lust followed his gaze to see a small, ivory-boned skeleton curled up, sleeping. Cross seemed to make a quiet decision before turning back to Lust. "You'll need a body. Use mine." He instructed. Lust stopped, his body shaken.

Wh-What?? He sputtered. Cross blinked calmly. He stretched out a hand and Lust covered his face. You are very kind, but I cannot-

"You are going to end up attacking someone. I'd rather it not come to that. Use me. It's just a body." Cross said firmly. Lust stammered.

B-But your lover... He trailed off as Cross sighed. He shook his head.

"He has made it clear to me time and time again that he does not reciprocate my feelings. He does not wish to be lovers. I may as well give this useless solid form for something good." Cross said, his tone seeming to darken. Lust stared at him in dismay.

I... I am sorry to hear that... He said softly. Cross shook his head again, giving a weak scoff. He fully faced Lust. Lust stared into his eyes, gripping his chest. You... are absolutely sure about this...? Cross nodded.