Part 1: Lavender sheets

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  Ghost buried his head in the sheets, taking in the sweet smell of lavender. His delicate hands grasped onto the fabric, clenching it tightly. He bit his lip trying desperately not to let any sounds out. The breathy moans that did escape past his pink lips were muffled and lost in the heated atmosphere. Ghost eventually gave in as a hand reached around his shaft, "Fuuuuckkk~~"
     Ghost brought his hand over his mouth, it was soon restrained behind his back, a belt holding his wrists together.
  His host loved seeing him like this, tied up and weak. It gave him a sense of power and control over the smaller figure. On the other hand, Ghost despised it. He never spoke up about it, all Ghost wanted was for him to stay. All he had to do was obey the rules and know the boundaries.
  Ghost remembered the first time he had broken the rules, his friends had been concerned with the gash across his cheek the following day. Ghost easily brushed it off claiming he had scratched it when he ventured out in the woods the other day.
  Ghost was pulled from his thoughts by a sharp spear of pain and pleasure flowing through his body. He sighed in dissapointment when he realized his lover hadn't warned him...again. Ghost let out a moan quickly not wanting him to catch on, "Harder~~ Fuck~ I'm your slut, Kari~~"

  Ghost woke up panting. He threw his hand over his head feeling the growing heat between his legs. "Fuck me and my dumbass dreams..." He clenched his fist knowing it wasn't a dream, but a memory instead.
 
  He hobbled downstairs yawning. The light flickered through the windows leaving the dust visible, almost like stars. Ghost made his way to the fridge first where he found his daily list of chores. "Sweeping, doing the dishes, feeding and walking the dog, making dinner and cleaning the bathrooms." Ghost read through the list robotically dreading the day ahead of him. He grumbled as he grabbed eggs from the fridge, pans from the cupboards and a spatula from the drawer. He turned on the stove, cracked two eggs into the pan and hopped on the counter watching the sun rise.

  Ghost enjoyed mornings the most. It was a time where fragments of dreams danced through your mind and slowly dissapeared. Ghost loved the way dreams could only be lived once, and only remembered for a short time. Despite this he also didn't mind when dreams stuck around. It was almost like a piece of a different world for him.

  As he sat there, the sounds of the house fading, his mind wandered back to last night's "dream". Ghost bit his lip remembering the scents and overstimulation flowing through him. He dug his nails into his wrist as he felt his pants tighten. "Your my slut, Ghost~" He could almost feel the warm breath tickle his ear sending shivers down his spine. As his thoughts grew, so did the bulge in his pants. His hand slowly left his wrist traveling up his thighs.

  Ghost was just about to start on his "issue" when a sudden series of beeps went off. He jumped falling off the counter and landing on the hard wood floor. Ghost scrambled up seeing the blackened eggs on the pan.
"Well that's just great..." Ghost opened the windows letting the smoke clear out and got to work cleaning off the sad pile of food.

~∆~Later that day~∆~

  Ghost sat on his bed scrolling through his photos, deleting old ones and laughing at his cringey shirtless ones. He picked through them a while longer making sure to permanently delete them all. His breath hitched suddenly and he stared at his screen.
"Kari-"
On his screen was the brown haired male. His face was red and his eyes were filled with lust. Ghosts mind immediately shot back to that night.

   "Kari!! Your such a tease!" Ghost pouted as the male flopped on the couch in his room, leaving Ghost sexually frustrated.
  "You deserve it for earlier anyways." Kari looked at Ghost smirking.
  "It was only one person that heard us!!" Ghost sat up and threw a pillow at his boyfriend.
  Kari caught the pillow and chucked it back hitting Ghost square in the face, "We've talked about you giving me head in the school bathrooms before."
  Ghost got up and walked over to Kari. He straddled him slightly rocking, craving any friction he could get. "But you just looked so good~~ Plus I promised I'd make it up to you when we got home~"
  Ghost traced a line around Kari's nipples, pinching them occasionally. Ghost moved back giving himself room to kiss the older males chest. He left marks eventually finding his way down to Kari's waist.
  Kari loved the breath on his skin as Ghost pulled down his pants zipper with his teeth. He watched as Ghost pulled his underwear away too, his member springing up. Ghost licked the tip, looking up to see Kari's face practically begging for more.
  "Perfect..." Ghost thought to himself.
Ghost took this rare opportunity to grab his phone from besides him and snap a picture of Kari's face, knowing it's be 'helpful' in the future.
  "Hey! W-what the hell Ghost!!" Kari reached for Ghosts phone barely missing as the male snatched it back. Ghost shrieked and jumped up running away.
  Kari stumbled back into his pants zipping them back up as he ran after his lover cursing. Eventually he gave up and sat down, Ghost joined him laughing.
  "That's what you get Kari~" Ghost booped his boyfriend smiling
  "I fucking hate you, bitch." Kari glared into the distance so badly wanting to smack Ghosts hand away.
  "Awww!! Love you too, honey." Ghost watched as Kari rolled his eyes as he tried to hold back a smile.

  Ghost smiled as the memory ended. He looked back at the picture and bit his lip. It wasn't long until his thoughts raced and he was a cursing mess. He couldn't help but letting the name that he hated so much slip past his lips.

  "Kari~"

{A/n: 1023 words, sex, gay and burnt eggs. Off to a great start!! Im having so much more fun writing this then I thought I would. This is my first time writing anything close to smut to excuse me if I'm bad at it. Anyways the next part will probably be posted in the next week or so!! Can't wait, cya there!!}

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