teratophelia:

Ghost bf x Reader – Touch (nsfw)

A bit of an experiment. I wanted to try something different and came up with this… Drabble i suppose is the right word.

Warnings: they’re fucking, reader is gn and has no specified genitals

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Gentle kisses down a curved spine.

Breathless, waiting for permission.

Nails digging into soft flesh, leaving cresent moons among galaxies of bruises.

Anticipation turns to lust, warmth engulfing.

Inhuman noises fill the air, unearthly strength keeps you down.

He’s not human anymore. Hasn’t been for a long time.

Moves like a stormy ocean rocking you to your core, making you sing in a langue only lovers comprehend.

He’s so cold against you, the contrast overwhelming.

An arm you can barely see ensnares your midriff, pulls you closer so tightly it feels you’ll merge with him.

There’s desperation behind his actions, a fright he’ll never get to do this again. So you ease his worry, say his name to bring him back.

He slows down, takes his time, savoring you.

He sings you praises in languages he had centuries to master but you can’t comprehend. His tone betrays him, though.

Hands explore you with endless curiosity as lust starts to take you both. He goes first, holding onto you crushingly tight. You follow, feverish and out of breath from the intensity of it all.

When you open your eyes he’s gone again, faded into the shadows of the room, watching, waiting.

Soon, his strength will return. And soon, he’ll share your bed once more.