Imaginary Ghost

Imaginary Ghost

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When I was a kid I had a best friend. Her name was Lolli, at least that's what I called her. Her real name. . . well, that's the thing, I can't remember her name. In fact, neither can she. If anything she remembers less than I do. I should explain. My name is Aden, and I recently discovered that the "imaginary friend" that I've had since I was a kid isn't exactly imaginary. At least, she didn't use to be. Now, I'm not so sure. I mean, the alternative is so ridiculous. There is no way that I have a ghost for a best friend. That's worse than having an imaginary friend. Unless "no way" ends up being "the only way". Not that I have a choice in the matter anyway, I don't exactly get a say in this. Specifically when I start getting flashbacks from when I was 6 years old of the day my world stood still. The day my very best and only friend died. If only I could remember that; we wouldn't have to discover it.
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A sacred union sealed by the mating of a true born hybrid and the calmest among nature....,. It's a bloody relationship.... " You wanna know how worked up I've been? " He urges, bitting his lip. Without giving me time to answer, he gets too close and I feel my breathing accelerate and his breath on my cheek , making me feel warm and fuzzy at all the right places. I try to open my mouth to say something but he has other plans. He leans in and runs his hands down my arms. " I have been uncomfortably hard these past few days and I can't even fuck my girlfriend without picturing your face " he whispers again,his eyes boring into mine blazing a dangerous shade of red. And for some insane reason , I begin to feel uncomfortably good, light headed and tinglish in my belly. And I don't know why but I like it. So I keep quiet and allow him to continue. " I don't only picture your beautiful face Sey. I imagine how you will feel around me and for some fucked up reason I know you're going to be so goddamn tight " he murmurs so close to my ear that I feel his lips on them, so soft and they begin trailing down my neck. I buckle with a weird sensation and he immediately grabs me by the waist , keeping our bodies flush against each other. " Do you feel that ? " He asks slowing kissing my jaw and I do I feel his hard front rubbing against my body and it feels like I'm going to explode. I make a weird sound at the back of my throat and he growls closing his eyes and his nostrils flaring " Just a taste " he growls staring at my lips and I'm spellbound and my brain feels foggy. But I think he sees it in my eyes , the answer to his not so there question, because immediately he lips brush over mine , just a feather like touch which has my eyes rolling back. I feel his breathing increase and his lips part ready to take mine in , until I'm brought out of the trance by a growling voice " What the fuck are you doing to my girlfriend? "

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