Jem Hadewych

18 years old, student, fighter, big brother, boyfriend. Literature enthusiast Fencing addict Oc DDADDS rp blog.

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I’m convinced to learn fencing

[les-pian]

The girls had been mentioning him at their sleepover, Carmen's dearest boyfriend, Daisy's worst enemy... Yet he slept soundly a few blocks away, haunted only by specters that he could see.

Lesley joined that number of specters. He leaned against the wall of the personality-less and yet extravagant room. He just watched for now.

[jem-hadewych]

Jems moans pulled more of the same sounds from Lesley. He hovered - literally - over Jem, hands tangled in his hair. He kissed as deeply and passionately as he could, wanting more and more from him. Of him.

_____________

Jem had only been able to dream of being kissed like this by a man like this... and Lesley, pulling at his hair like that, had him all hot and bothered like that. Jem reached up, pulling at his own shirt to try getting it off. He moaned again, pressing at Lesley’s chest with his other hand.

[les-pian]

He moves back a little, stretching to steal kisses as he moved. Then he saw what Jem wanted and began helping him remove his shirt. Lesley took the opportunity to kiss up Jems abdomen and chest.

[jem-hadewych]

“Oh~!” 

It was an exclamation of joy and urging, he looked down, tracing his hand from Lesley’s chest into his hair as the ghost moved. His breathing was heavy and exerted, as he watched Lesley kiss his stomach, propping himself up on one elbow. “More?”

[les-pian]

Lesley licked where he had been kissing, looking up at Jem from under his lashes. A broad playful grin on his face and the entire reason for starting this forgotten, "Do you mind teeth?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem's breathing hitched, his fingers tangling in Lesley's hair as his heart beat against its cage. "Bite. Me."

[les-pian]

"Fuck~" his eyes rolled as Jem pulled his hair. And he did bite him. Hard. Lesley left a trail of marks up Jems chest and to his should. His hands explored Jem while he sucked hickeys on his neck.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem moaned loudly, his eyes rolling back as he bit his lip, gripping the ghost tighter as his muscles tensed up. "Haaaarder Leeeesley~"

[les-pian]

Lesley growled against Jems skin, but did as he was asked.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem melted back into the bed, wrapping his legs around Lesley’s waist, stretching his neck slightly to give him more room. He couldn’t remember why the ghost was here, other than for pleasure....

[les-pian]

The girls had been mentioning him at their sleepover, Carmen's dearest boyfriend, Daisy's worst enemy... Yet he slept soundly a few blocks away, haunted only by specters that he could see.

Lesley joined that number of specters. He leaned against the wall of the personality-less and yet extravagant room. He just watched for now.

[jem-hadewych]

Jems moans pulled more of the same sounds from Lesley. He hovered - literally - over Jem, hands tangled in his hair. He kissed as deeply and passionately as he could, wanting more and more from him. Of him.

_____________

Jem had only been able to dream of being kissed like this by a man like this... and Lesley, pulling at his hair like that, had him all hot and bothered like that. Jem reached up, pulling at his own shirt to try getting it off. He moaned again, pressing at Lesley’s chest with his other hand.

[les-pian]

He moves back a little, stretching to steal kisses as he moved. Then he saw what Jem wanted and began helping him remove his shirt. Lesley took the opportunity to kiss up Jems abdomen and chest.

[jem-hadewych]

“Oh~!” 

It was an exclamation of joy and urging, he looked down, tracing his hand from Lesley’s chest into his hair as the ghost moved. His breathing was heavy and exerted, as he watched Lesley kiss his stomach, propping himself up on one elbow. “More?”

[les-pian]

Lesley licked where he had been kissing, looking up at Jem from under his lashes. A broad playful grin on his face and the entire reason for starting this forgotten, "Do you mind teeth?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem's breathing hitched, his fingers tangling in Lesley's hair as his heart beat against its cage. "Bite. Me."

[les-pian]

"Fuck~" his eyes rolled as Jem pulled his hair. And he did bite him. Hard. Lesley left a trail of marks up Jems chest and to his should. His hands explored Jem while he sucked hickeys on his neck.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem moaned loudly, his eyes rolling back as he bit his lip, gripping the ghost tighter as his muscles tensed up. "Haaaarder Leeeesley~"

[les-pian]

The girls had been mentioning him at their sleepover, Carmen's dearest boyfriend, Daisy's worst enemy... Yet he slept soundly a few blocks away, haunted only by specters that he could see.

Lesley joined that number of specters. He leaned against the wall of the personality-less and yet extravagant room. He just watched for now.

[jem-hadewych]

Jems moans pulled more of the same sounds from Lesley. He hovered - literally - over Jem, hands tangled in his hair. He kissed as deeply and passionately as he could, wanting more and more from him. Of him.

_____________

Jem had only been able to dream of being kissed like this by a man like this... and Lesley, pulling at his hair like that, had him all hot and bothered like that. Jem reached up, pulling at his own shirt to try getting it off. He moaned again, pressing at Lesley’s chest with his other hand.

[les-pian]

He moves back a little, stretching to steal kisses as he moved. Then he saw what Jem wanted and began helping him remove his shirt. Lesley took the opportunity to kiss up Jems abdomen and chest.

[jem-hadewych]

“Oh~!” 

It was an exclamation of joy and urging, he looked down, tracing his hand from Lesley’s chest into his hair as the ghost moved. His breathing was heavy and exerted, as he watched Lesley kiss his stomach, propping himself up on one elbow. “More?”

[les-pian]

Lesley licked where he had been kissing, looking up at Jem from under his lashes. A broad playful grin on his face and the entire reason for starting this forgotten, "Do you mind teeth?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem's breathing hitched, his fingers tangling in Lesley's hair as his heart beat against its cage. "Bite. Me."

[les-pian]

The girls had been mentioning him at their sleepover, Carmen's dearest boyfriend, Daisy's worst enemy... Yet he slept soundly a few blocks away, haunted only by specters that he could see.

Lesley joined that number of specters. He leaned against the wall of the personality-less and yet extravagant room. He just watched for now.

[jem-hadewych]

Jems moans pulled more of the same sounds from Lesley. He hovered - literally - over Jem, hands tangled in his hair. He kissed as deeply and passionately as he could, wanting more and more from him. Of him.

_____________

Jem had only been able to dream of being kissed like this by a man like this... and Lesley, pulling at his hair like that, had him all hot and bothered like that. Jem reached up, pulling at his own shirt to try getting it off. He moaned again, pressing at Lesley’s chest with his other hand.

[les-pian]

He moves back a little, stretching to steal kisses as he moved. Then he saw what Jem wanted and began helping him remove his shirt. Lesley took the opportunity to kiss up Jems abdomen and chest.

[jem-hadewych]

“Oh~!” 

It was an exclamation of joy and urging, he looked down, tracing his hand from Lesley’s chest into his hair as the ghost moved. His breathing was heavy and exerted, as he watched Lesley kiss his stomach, propping himself up on one elbow. “More?”

[les-pian]

The girls had been mentioning him at their sleepover, Carmen's dearest boyfriend, Daisy's worst enemy... Yet he slept soundly a few blocks away, haunted only by specters that he could see.

Lesley joined that number of specters. He leaned against the wall of the personality-less and yet extravagant room. He just watched for now.

[jem-hadewych]

Jems moans pulled more of the same sounds from Lesley. He hovered - literally - over Jem, hands tangled in his hair. He kissed as deeply and passionately as he could, wanting more and more from him. Of him.

_____________

Jem had only been able to dream of being kissed like this by a man like this... and Lesley, pulling at his hair like that, had him all hot and bothered like that. Jem reached up, pulling at his own shirt to try getting it off. He moaned again, pressing at Lesley’s chest with his other hand.

[les-pian]

The girls had been mentioning him at their sleepover, Carmen's dearest boyfriend, Daisy's worst enemy... Yet he slept soundly a few blocks away, haunted only by specters that he could see.

Lesley joined that number of specters. He leaned against the wall of the personality-less and yet extravagant room. He just watched for now.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem shivered, turning over in the bed, much too large for him. He looked tiny, insignificant in it.

[les-pian]

Ok... ok how the fuck was he gonna wake this little shit. He paced the room, thinking.

[jem-hadewych]

The pacing went on for quite a while, and the constant shift of the temperature bothered Jem... He sat up, rubbing his eyes slightly. “If you’re going to haunt me, can you at least not move around so much?”

[les-pian]

"Oh. You're that sensitive, huh?" He asked, gliding forward.

[jem-hadewych]

“You’d be surprised... You’re a new one.”

[les-pian]

"You too I think. Haven't heard your name bussing around like what happens with other psychics."

[jem-hadewych]

"I've... always kind of known I could see you guys... I just don't call attention to it."

[les-pian]

"That's... surprisingly smart," he admitted, coming closer.

[jem-hadewych]

“So why are you haunting me this fine evening?” Jem asked, realising he wouldn’t get a wink of sleep tonight.

[les-pian]

"Oh just wanted to see the richie rich my sister keeps going on about..."

[jem-hadewych]

“Your sister? Who is your sister? And... why is she going on about me?”

[les-pian]

"Because apparently you're fucking her best friend," he sat on the edge of the bed, "And are a real douche."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem raised an eyebrow, looking the apparition over casually. "Carmen's best friend? You mean Daisy? I never knew she had a brother."

[les-pian]

"Yeah I'm not sure she does either. I died when she was three."

[jem-hadewych]

"Oh.... you must have been pretty young then... I'm sorry about that."

[les-pian]

He shrugged, "Shit happens. Now what the fuck are you doing to my sister?"

[jem-hadewych]

"I haven't done anything to her. Her aninosity towards me is a mystery. She hasn't liked me at all, not since we were kids."

[les-pian]

He shrugged again, "Look, why don't we leave her on the side. Maybe I'll figure it out if we hang out?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem glanced at his pillow in longing, and then back at the ghost. "And you can't do it at any other time?"

[les-pian]

"Nope, now move over we're having a sleepover."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem groaned, scooching over on the bed. "Fine, but if we end up cuddling, I'm the big spoon."

[les-pian]

"Bullshit short stuff." He laughed, moving further onto the bed and laying down with a groan.

[jem-hadewych]

“Shor- I’m not short!” Jem exclaimed in aggravation. “You’re the dead one!”

[les-pian]

"And that has... what, exactly, to do with our height difference?" He asked, staring Jem down with an amused look on his face.

[jem-hadewych]

“You have a kink for height shaming, don’t you.”

[les-pian]

"You'd like to learn my kinks, huh?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem turned away from him, blushing. “What?! No, I don’t... I don’t like... men.. in that way. Definitely not you!”

[les-pian]

"You sure about that? Cuuuz your partner seems to think differently."

[jem-hadewych]

“They do?!” He looked back at the ghost, raising his eyebrows. “What did you hear?”

[les-pian]

"That you're a walking bi pride flag."

[jem-hadewych]

“Listen my aura has nothing to do with my attraction or lack thereof towards men”

[les-pian]

"Yeeeaaahhhh but she and Daisy also talked about you and a certain Marvel movie."

[jem-hadewych]

“You have no proof.”

[les-pian]

"You could kiss me and prove it?" He winked, "Just an offer."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem sputtered, falling back on the bed. “I can’t believe!! THE AUDACITY!”

[les-pian]

"That's not a refusal~" he laughed.

[jem-hadewych]

“Give me one good reason to kiss you.”

[les-pian]

"You're hot, I'm horny, do you have a better idea to shut Carmen and Daisy up?"

[jem-hadewych]

"Sir, if you haven't noticed, you are a ghost. Kissing Mr. Horny Phantom will only make them think I'm even gayer than they already do."

[les-pian]

"But it would prove to yourself one way or the other if you're bi." He pointed out.

[jem-hadewych]

“You just want to makeout with me.”

[les-pian]

"And what are you gonna do if I say yes?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem covered his face with both hands, hiding his blush and groaning in agony. "But- but- but-"

[les-pian]

"But what?"

[jem-hadewych]

"You're not exactly making it easy to reject you."

[les-pian]

He leaned closer, hand next to Jems hip. His eyes drifted shamelessly to the others lips, "So don't reject me..."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem glared back at him, even though his heart fluttered, the cool on his hip doing things to him. "One kiss, ghost boy."

[les-pian]

"Then come over here and kiss me, scaredy cat~"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem sighed, looking at the apparition in annoyance, before closing his eyes and pushing himself foreward, expecting to feel nothing.

[les-pian]

Oh, he felt something. Lesley met Jems lips enthusiastically, but let the other lead the kiss.

[jem-hadewych]

The first thing Jem noticed, was how soft Lesley's lips were, and the magnetic pull he felt towards him. He lifted a single hand from the bed, trying to cup his face, slowly getting into the rhythm between them.

[les-pian]

Lesley hummed, and leaned into the kiss and the hand on his cheek. Jem felt warm, firm and soft all at once. The hand by his hip left the bed, and Lesley lightly held Jems waist. Just feeling him there.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem shivered, but leaned into his hand, pulling back for a breath. “Lesley, you’ll give me frost bite.... you’re freezing. Do it again.”

[les-pian]

He grins against Jems lips, kissing him more passionately now, harder, deeper. His hand slips under Jems shirt and he feels the outline of muscles.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem gasped, not expecting the passion, but enjoying it thoroughly. He met his passion with equal enthusiasm, his lips parting slightly so he could graze his teeth against Lesley. His skin tingled everywhere Lesley touched him.

[les-pian]

The gasp just urged him on, pressing closer slowly, waiting for any sign to stop. Hoping there wouldn't be any sign to stop. When Jems teeth grazed him, Lesley gave a shuddering sigh and licked Jems lip, asking to deepen the kiss.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem nodded, parting his lips and letting Lesley enter, kicking his leg up to rub against the other’s, begging him to come closer.

[les-pian]

He did move closer, pressing against Jems chest lightly, encouraging him to lay back so Lesley could hover over him. He was warm, and tasted sweet and light. He licked into the other boys mouth and moaned lightly, feeling more warmth on his skin than he had in years.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem responded to the gentle pressure by pressing himself deeper into the soft bed. Lesley was excellently handling him, and he moaned in appreciation. Lesley, surprisingly, tasted like mint, and it was refreshing, kissing him like this.

A deep moan pulled itself from his torso, a cry for more as his back arched slightly towards the apparition.

[les-pian]

The girls had been mentioning him at their sleepover, Carmen's dearest boyfriend, Daisy's worst enemy... Yet he slept soundly a few blocks away, haunted only by specters that he could see.

Lesley joined that number of specters. He leaned against the wall of the personality-less and yet extravagant room. He just watched for now.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem shivered, turning over in the bed, much too large for him. He looked tiny, insignificant in it.

[les-pian]

Ok... ok how the fuck was he gonna wake this little shit. He paced the room, thinking.

[jem-hadewych]

The pacing went on for quite a while, and the constant shift of the temperature bothered Jem... He sat up, rubbing his eyes slightly. “If you’re going to haunt me, can you at least not move around so much?”

[les-pian]

"Oh. You're that sensitive, huh?" He asked, gliding forward.

[jem-hadewych]

“You’d be surprised... You’re a new one.”

[les-pian]

"You too I think. Haven't heard your name bussing around like what happens with other psychics."

[jem-hadewych]

"I've... always kind of known I could see you guys... I just don't call attention to it."

[les-pian]

"That's... surprisingly smart," he admitted, coming closer.

[jem-hadewych]

“So why are you haunting me this fine evening?” Jem asked, realising he wouldn’t get a wink of sleep tonight.

[les-pian]

"Oh just wanted to see the richie rich my sister keeps going on about..."

[jem-hadewych]

“Your sister? Who is your sister? And... why is she going on about me?”

[les-pian]

"Because apparently you're fucking her best friend," he sat on the edge of the bed, "And are a real douche."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem raised an eyebrow, looking the apparition over casually. "Carmen's best friend? You mean Daisy? I never knew she had a brother."

[les-pian]

"Yeah I'm not sure she does either. I died when she was three."

[jem-hadewych]

"Oh.... you must have been pretty young then... I'm sorry about that."

[les-pian]

He shrugged, "Shit happens. Now what the fuck are you doing to my sister?"

[jem-hadewych]

"I haven't done anything to her. Her aninosity towards me is a mystery. She hasn't liked me at all, not since we were kids."

[les-pian]

He shrugged again, "Look, why don't we leave her on the side. Maybe I'll figure it out if we hang out?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem glanced at his pillow in longing, and then back at the ghost. "And you can't do it at any other time?"

[les-pian]

"Nope, now move over we're having a sleepover."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem groaned, scooching over on the bed. "Fine, but if we end up cuddling, I'm the big spoon."

[les-pian]

"Bullshit short stuff." He laughed, moving further onto the bed and laying down with a groan.

[jem-hadewych]

“Shor- I’m not short!” Jem exclaimed in aggravation. “You’re the dead one!”

[les-pian]

"And that has... what, exactly, to do with our height difference?" He asked, staring Jem down with an amused look on his face.

[jem-hadewych]

“You have a kink for height shaming, don’t you.”

[les-pian]

"You'd like to learn my kinks, huh?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem turned away from him, blushing. “What?! No, I don’t... I don’t like... men.. in that way. Definitely not you!”

[les-pian]

"You sure about that? Cuuuz your partner seems to think differently."

[jem-hadewych]

“They do?!” He looked back at the ghost, raising his eyebrows. “What did you hear?”

[les-pian]

"That you're a walking bi pride flag."

[jem-hadewych]

“Listen my aura has nothing to do with my attraction or lack thereof towards men”

[les-pian]

"Yeeeaaahhhh but she and Daisy also talked about you and a certain Marvel movie."

[jem-hadewych]

“You have no proof.”

[les-pian]

"You could kiss me and prove it?" He winked, "Just an offer."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem sputtered, falling back on the bed. “I can’t believe!! THE AUDACITY!”

[les-pian]

"That's not a refusal~" he laughed.

[jem-hadewych]

“Give me one good reason to kiss you.”

[les-pian]

"You're hot, I'm horny, do you have a better idea to shut Carmen and Daisy up?"

[jem-hadewych]

"Sir, if you haven't noticed, you are a ghost. Kissing Mr. Horny Phantom will only make them think I'm even gayer than they already do."

[les-pian]

"But it would prove to yourself one way or the other if you're bi." He pointed out.

[jem-hadewych]

“You just want to makeout with me.”

[les-pian]

"And what are you gonna do if I say yes?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem covered his face with both hands, hiding his blush and groaning in agony. "But- but- but-"

[les-pian]

"But what?"

[jem-hadewych]

"You're not exactly making it easy to reject you."

[les-pian]

He leaned closer, hand next to Jems hip. His eyes drifted shamelessly to the others lips, "So don't reject me..."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem glared back at him, even though his heart fluttered, the cool on his hip doing things to him. "One kiss, ghost boy."

[les-pian]

"Then come over here and kiss me, scaredy cat~"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem sighed, looking at the apparition in annoyance, before closing his eyes and pushing himself foreward, expecting to feel nothing.

[les-pian]

Oh, he felt something. Lesley met Jems lips enthusiastically, but let the other lead the kiss.

[jem-hadewych]

The first thing Jem noticed, was how soft Lesley's lips were, and the magnetic pull he felt towards him. He lifted a single hand from the bed, trying to cup his face, slowly getting into the rhythm between them.

[les-pian]

Lesley hummed, and leaned into the kiss and the hand on his cheek. Jem felt warm, firm and soft all at once. The hand by his hip left the bed, and Lesley lightly held Jems waist. Just feeling him there.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem shivered, but leaned into his hand, pulling back for a breath. “Lesley, you’ll give me frost bite.... you’re freezing. Do it again.”

[les-pian]

He grins against Jems lips, kissing him more passionately now, harder, deeper. His hand slips under Jems shirt and he feels the outline of muscles.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem gasped, not expecting the passion, but enjoying it thoroughly. He met his passion with equal enthusiasm, his lips parting slightly so he could graze his teeth against Lesley. His skin tingled everywhere Lesley touched him.

[les-pian]

The gasp just urged him on, pressing closer slowly, waiting for any sign to stop. Hoping there wouldn't be any sign to stop. When Jems teeth grazed him, Lesley gave a shuddering sigh and licked Jems lip, asking to deepen the kiss.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem nodded, parting his lips and letting Lesley enter, kicking his leg up to rub against the other’s, begging him to come closer.

[les-pian]

The girls had been mentioning him at their sleepover, Carmen's dearest boyfriend, Daisy's worst enemy... Yet he slept soundly a few blocks away, haunted only by specters that he could see.

Lesley joined that number of specters. He leaned against the wall of the personality-less and yet extravagant room. He just watched for now.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem shivered, turning over in the bed, much too large for him. He looked tiny, insignificant in it.

[les-pian]

Ok... ok how the fuck was he gonna wake this little shit. He paced the room, thinking.

[jem-hadewych]

The pacing went on for quite a while, and the constant shift of the temperature bothered Jem... He sat up, rubbing his eyes slightly. “If you’re going to haunt me, can you at least not move around so much?”

[les-pian]

"Oh. You're that sensitive, huh?" He asked, gliding forward.

[jem-hadewych]

“You’d be surprised... You’re a new one.”

[les-pian]

"You too I think. Haven't heard your name bussing around like what happens with other psychics."

[jem-hadewych]

"I've... always kind of known I could see you guys... I just don't call attention to it."

[les-pian]

"That's... surprisingly smart," he admitted, coming closer.

[jem-hadewych]

“So why are you haunting me this fine evening?” Jem asked, realising he wouldn’t get a wink of sleep tonight.

[les-pian]

"Oh just wanted to see the richie rich my sister keeps going on about..."

[jem-hadewych]

“Your sister? Who is your sister? And... why is she going on about me?”

[les-pian]

"Because apparently you're fucking her best friend," he sat on the edge of the bed, "And are a real douche."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem raised an eyebrow, looking the apparition over casually. "Carmen's best friend? You mean Daisy? I never knew she had a brother."

[les-pian]

"Yeah I'm not sure she does either. I died when she was three."

[jem-hadewych]

"Oh.... you must have been pretty young then... I'm sorry about that."

[les-pian]

He shrugged, "Shit happens. Now what the fuck are you doing to my sister?"

[jem-hadewych]

"I haven't done anything to her. Her aninosity towards me is a mystery. She hasn't liked me at all, not since we were kids."

[les-pian]

He shrugged again, "Look, why don't we leave her on the side. Maybe I'll figure it out if we hang out?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem glanced at his pillow in longing, and then back at the ghost. "And you can't do it at any other time?"

[les-pian]

"Nope, now move over we're having a sleepover."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem groaned, scooching over on the bed. "Fine, but if we end up cuddling, I'm the big spoon."

[les-pian]

"Bullshit short stuff." He laughed, moving further onto the bed and laying down with a groan.

[jem-hadewych]

“Shor- I’m not short!” Jem exclaimed in aggravation. “You’re the dead one!”

[les-pian]

"And that has... what, exactly, to do with our height difference?" He asked, staring Jem down with an amused look on his face.

[jem-hadewych]

“You have a kink for height shaming, don’t you.”

[les-pian]

"You'd like to learn my kinks, huh?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem turned away from him, blushing. “What?! No, I don’t... I don’t like... men.. in that way. Definitely not you!”

[les-pian]

"You sure about that? Cuuuz your partner seems to think differently."

[jem-hadewych]

“They do?!” He looked back at the ghost, raising his eyebrows. “What did you hear?”

[les-pian]

"That you're a walking bi pride flag."

[jem-hadewych]

“Listen my aura has nothing to do with my attraction or lack thereof towards men”

[les-pian]

"Yeeeaaahhhh but she and Daisy also talked about you and a certain Marvel movie."

[jem-hadewych]

“You have no proof.”

[les-pian]

"You could kiss me and prove it?" He winked, "Just an offer."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem sputtered, falling back on the bed. “I can’t believe!! THE AUDACITY!”

[les-pian]

"That's not a refusal~" he laughed.

[jem-hadewych]

“Give me one good reason to kiss you.”

[les-pian]

"You're hot, I'm horny, do you have a better idea to shut Carmen and Daisy up?"

[jem-hadewych]

"Sir, if you haven't noticed, you are a ghost. Kissing Mr. Horny Phantom will only make them think I'm even gayer than they already do."

[les-pian]

"But it would prove to yourself one way or the other if you're bi." He pointed out.

[jem-hadewych]

“You just want to makeout with me.”

[les-pian]

"And what are you gonna do if I say yes?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem covered his face with both hands, hiding his blush and groaning in agony. "But- but- but-"

[les-pian]

"But what?"

[jem-hadewych]

"You're not exactly making it easy to reject you."

[les-pian]

He leaned closer, hand next to Jems hip. His eyes drifted shamelessly to the others lips, "So don't reject me..."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem glared back at him, even though his heart fluttered, the cool on his hip doing things to him. "One kiss, ghost boy."

[les-pian]

"Then come over here and kiss me, scaredy cat~"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem sighed, looking at the apparition in annoyance, before closing his eyes and pushing himself foreward, expecting to feel nothing.

[les-pian]

Oh, he felt something. Lesley met Jems lips enthusiastically, but let the other lead the kiss.

[jem-hadewych]

The first thing Jem noticed, was how soft Lesley's lips were, and the magnetic pull he felt towards him. He lifted a single hand from the bed, trying to cup his face, slowly getting into the rhythm between them.

[les-pian]

Lesley hummed, and leaned into the kiss and the hand on his cheek. Jem felt warm, firm and soft all at once. The hand by his hip left the bed, and Lesley lightly held Jems waist. Just feeling him there.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem shivered, but leaned into his hand, pulling back for a breath. “Lesley, you’ll give me frost bite.... you’re freezing. Do it again.”

[les-pian]

He grins against Jems lips, kissing him more passionately now, harder, deeper. His hand slips under Jems shirt and he feels the outline of muscles.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem gasped, not expecting the passion, but enjoying it thoroughly. He met his passion with equal enthusiasm, his lips parting slightly so he could graze his teeth against Lesley. His skin tingled everywhere Lesley touched him.

[les-pian]

The girls had been mentioning him at their sleepover, Carmen's dearest boyfriend, Daisy's worst enemy... Yet he slept soundly a few blocks away, haunted only by specters that he could see.

Lesley joined that number of specters. He leaned against the wall of the personality-less and yet extravagant room. He just watched for now.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem shivered, turning over in the bed, much too large for him. He looked tiny, insignificant in it.

[les-pian]

Ok... ok how the fuck was he gonna wake this little shit. He paced the room, thinking.

[jem-hadewych]

The pacing went on for quite a while, and the constant shift of the temperature bothered Jem... He sat up, rubbing his eyes slightly. “If you’re going to haunt me, can you at least not move around so much?”

[les-pian]

"Oh. You're that sensitive, huh?" He asked, gliding forward.

[jem-hadewych]

“You’d be surprised... You’re a new one.”

[les-pian]

"You too I think. Haven't heard your name bussing around like what happens with other psychics."

[jem-hadewych]

"I've... always kind of known I could see you guys... I just don't call attention to it."

[les-pian]

"That's... surprisingly smart," he admitted, coming closer.

[jem-hadewych]

“So why are you haunting me this fine evening?” Jem asked, realising he wouldn’t get a wink of sleep tonight.

[les-pian]

"Oh just wanted to see the richie rich my sister keeps going on about..."

[jem-hadewych]

“Your sister? Who is your sister? And... why is she going on about me?”

[les-pian]

"Because apparently you're fucking her best friend," he sat on the edge of the bed, "And are a real douche."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem raised an eyebrow, looking the apparition over casually. "Carmen's best friend? You mean Daisy? I never knew she had a brother."

[les-pian]

"Yeah I'm not sure she does either. I died when she was three."

[jem-hadewych]

"Oh.... you must have been pretty young then... I'm sorry about that."

[les-pian]

He shrugged, "Shit happens. Now what the fuck are you doing to my sister?"

[jem-hadewych]

"I haven't done anything to her. Her aninosity towards me is a mystery. She hasn't liked me at all, not since we were kids."

[les-pian]

He shrugged again, "Look, why don't we leave her on the side. Maybe I'll figure it out if we hang out?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem glanced at his pillow in longing, and then back at the ghost. "And you can't do it at any other time?"

[les-pian]

"Nope, now move over we're having a sleepover."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem groaned, scooching over on the bed. "Fine, but if we end up cuddling, I'm the big spoon."

[les-pian]

"Bullshit short stuff." He laughed, moving further onto the bed and laying down with a groan.

[jem-hadewych]

“Shor- I’m not short!” Jem exclaimed in aggravation. “You’re the dead one!”

[les-pian]

"And that has... what, exactly, to do with our height difference?" He asked, staring Jem down with an amused look on his face.

[jem-hadewych]

“You have a kink for height shaming, don’t you.”

[les-pian]

"You'd like to learn my kinks, huh?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem turned away from him, blushing. “What?! No, I don’t... I don’t like... men.. in that way. Definitely not you!”

[les-pian]

"You sure about that? Cuuuz your partner seems to think differently."

[jem-hadewych]

“They do?!” He looked back at the ghost, raising his eyebrows. “What did you hear?”

[les-pian]

"That you're a walking bi pride flag."

[jem-hadewych]

“Listen my aura has nothing to do with my attraction or lack thereof towards men”

[les-pian]

"Yeeeaaahhhh but she and Daisy also talked about you and a certain Marvel movie."

[jem-hadewych]

“You have no proof.”

[les-pian]

"You could kiss me and prove it?" He winked, "Just an offer."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem sputtered, falling back on the bed. “I can’t believe!! THE AUDACITY!”

[les-pian]

"That's not a refusal~" he laughed.

[jem-hadewych]

“Give me one good reason to kiss you.”

[les-pian]

"You're hot, I'm horny, do you have a better idea to shut Carmen and Daisy up?"

[jem-hadewych]

"Sir, if you haven't noticed, you are a ghost. Kissing Mr. Horny Phantom will only make them think I'm even gayer than they already do."

[les-pian]

"But it would prove to yourself one way or the other if you're bi." He pointed out.

[jem-hadewych]

“You just want to makeout with me.”

[les-pian]

"And what are you gonna do if I say yes?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem covered his face with both hands, hiding his blush and groaning in agony. "But- but- but-"

[les-pian]

"But what?"

[jem-hadewych]

"You're not exactly making it easy to reject you."

[les-pian]

He leaned closer, hand next to Jems hip. His eyes drifted shamelessly to the others lips, "So don't reject me..."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem glared back at him, even though his heart fluttered, the cool on his hip doing things to him. "One kiss, ghost boy."

[les-pian]

"Then come over here and kiss me, scaredy cat~"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem sighed, looking at the apparition in annoyance, before closing his eyes and pushing himself foreward, expecting to feel nothing.

[les-pian]

Oh, he felt something. Lesley met Jems lips enthusiastically, but let the other lead the kiss.

[jem-hadewych]

The first thing Jem noticed, was how soft Lesley's lips were, and the magnetic pull he felt towards him. He lifted a single hand from the bed, trying to cup his face, slowly getting into the rhythm between them.

[les-pian]

Lesley hummed, and leaned into the kiss and the hand on his cheek. Jem felt warm, firm and soft all at once. The hand by his hip left the bed, and Lesley lightly held Jems waist. Just feeling him there.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem shivered, but leaned into his hand, pulling back for a breath. “Lesley, you’ll give me frost bite.... you’re freezing. Do it again.”

[les-pian]

The girls had been mentioning him at their sleepover, Carmen's dearest boyfriend, Daisy's worst enemy... Yet he slept soundly a few blocks away, haunted only by specters that he could see.

Lesley joined that number of specters. He leaned against the wall of the personality-less and yet extravagant room. He just watched for now.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem shivered, turning over in the bed, much too large for him. He looked tiny, insignificant in it.

[les-pian]

Ok... ok how the fuck was he gonna wake this little shit. He paced the room, thinking.

[jem-hadewych]

The pacing went on for quite a while, and the constant shift of the temperature bothered Jem... He sat up, rubbing his eyes slightly. “If you’re going to haunt me, can you at least not move around so much?”

[les-pian]

"Oh. You're that sensitive, huh?" He asked, gliding forward.

[jem-hadewych]

“You’d be surprised... You’re a new one.”

[les-pian]

"You too I think. Haven't heard your name bussing around like what happens with other psychics."

[jem-hadewych]

"I've... always kind of known I could see you guys... I just don't call attention to it."

[les-pian]

"That's... surprisingly smart," he admitted, coming closer.

[jem-hadewych]

“So why are you haunting me this fine evening?” Jem asked, realising he wouldn’t get a wink of sleep tonight.

[les-pian]

"Oh just wanted to see the richie rich my sister keeps going on about..."

[jem-hadewych]

“Your sister? Who is your sister? And... why is she going on about me?”

[les-pian]

"Because apparently you're fucking her best friend," he sat on the edge of the bed, "And are a real douche."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem raised an eyebrow, looking the apparition over casually. "Carmen's best friend? You mean Daisy? I never knew she had a brother."

[les-pian]

"Yeah I'm not sure she does either. I died when she was three."

[jem-hadewych]

"Oh.... you must have been pretty young then... I'm sorry about that."

[les-pian]

He shrugged, "Shit happens. Now what the fuck are you doing to my sister?"

[jem-hadewych]

"I haven't done anything to her. Her aninosity towards me is a mystery. She hasn't liked me at all, not since we were kids."

[les-pian]

He shrugged again, "Look, why don't we leave her on the side. Maybe I'll figure it out if we hang out?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem glanced at his pillow in longing, and then back at the ghost. "And you can't do it at any other time?"

[les-pian]

"Nope, now move over we're having a sleepover."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem groaned, scooching over on the bed. "Fine, but if we end up cuddling, I'm the big spoon."

[les-pian]

"Bullshit short stuff." He laughed, moving further onto the bed and laying down with a groan.

[jem-hadewych]

“Shor- I’m not short!” Jem exclaimed in aggravation. “You’re the dead one!”

[les-pian]

"And that has... what, exactly, to do with our height difference?" He asked, staring Jem down with an amused look on his face.

[jem-hadewych]

“You have a kink for height shaming, don’t you.”

[les-pian]

"You'd like to learn my kinks, huh?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem turned away from him, blushing. “What?! No, I don’t... I don’t like... men.. in that way. Definitely not you!”

[les-pian]

"You sure about that? Cuuuz your partner seems to think differently."

[jem-hadewych]

“They do?!” He looked back at the ghost, raising his eyebrows. “What did you hear?”

[les-pian]

"That you're a walking bi pride flag."

[jem-hadewych]

“Listen my aura has nothing to do with my attraction or lack thereof towards men”

[les-pian]

"Yeeeaaahhhh but she and Daisy also talked about you and a certain Marvel movie."

[jem-hadewych]

“You have no proof.”

[les-pian]

"You could kiss me and prove it?" He winked, "Just an offer."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem sputtered, falling back on the bed. “I can’t believe!! THE AUDACITY!”

[les-pian]

"That's not a refusal~" he laughed.

[jem-hadewych]

“Give me one good reason to kiss you.”

[les-pian]

"You're hot, I'm horny, do you have a better idea to shut Carmen and Daisy up?"

[jem-hadewych]

"Sir, if you haven't noticed, you are a ghost. Kissing Mr. Horny Phantom will only make them think I'm even gayer than they already do."

[les-pian]

"But it would prove to yourself one way or the other if you're bi." He pointed out.

[jem-hadewych]

“You just want to makeout with me.”

[les-pian]

"And what are you gonna do if I say yes?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem covered his face with both hands, hiding his blush and groaning in agony. "But- but- but-"

[les-pian]

"But what?"

[jem-hadewych]

"You're not exactly making it easy to reject you."

[les-pian]

He leaned closer, hand next to Jems hip. His eyes drifted shamelessly to the others lips, "So don't reject me..."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem glared back at him, even though his heart fluttered, the cool on his hip doing things to him. "One kiss, ghost boy."

[les-pian]

"Then come over here and kiss me, scaredy cat~"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem sighed, looking at the apparition in annoyance, before closing his eyes and pushing himself foreward, expecting to feel nothing.

[les-pian]

Oh, he felt something. Lesley met Jems lips enthusiastically, but let the other lead the kiss.

[jem-hadewych]

The first thing Jem noticed, was how soft Lesley's lips were, and the magnetic pull he felt towards him. He lifted a single hand from the bed, trying to cup his face, slowly getting into the rhythm between them.

[les-pian]

The girls had been mentioning him at their sleepover, Carmen's dearest boyfriend, Daisy's worst enemy... Yet he slept soundly a few blocks away, haunted only by specters that he could see.

Lesley joined that number of specters. He leaned against the wall of the personality-less and yet extravagant room. He just watched for now.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem shivered, turning over in the bed, much too large for him. He looked tiny, insignificant in it.

[les-pian]

Ok... ok how the fuck was he gonna wake this little shit. He paced the room, thinking.

[jem-hadewych]

The pacing went on for quite a while, and the constant shift of the temperature bothered Jem... He sat up, rubbing his eyes slightly. “If you’re going to haunt me, can you at least not move around so much?”

[les-pian]

"Oh. You're that sensitive, huh?" He asked, gliding forward.

[jem-hadewych]

“You’d be surprised... You’re a new one.”

[les-pian]

"You too I think. Haven't heard your name bussing around like what happens with other psychics."

[jem-hadewych]

"I've... always kind of known I could see you guys... I just don't call attention to it."

[les-pian]

"That's... surprisingly smart," he admitted, coming closer.

[jem-hadewych]

“So why are you haunting me this fine evening?” Jem asked, realising he wouldn’t get a wink of sleep tonight.

[les-pian]

"Oh just wanted to see the richie rich my sister keeps going on about..."

[jem-hadewych]

“Your sister? Who is your sister? And... why is she going on about me?”

[les-pian]

"Because apparently you're fucking her best friend," he sat on the edge of the bed, "And are a real douche."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem raised an eyebrow, looking the apparition over casually. "Carmen's best friend? You mean Daisy? I never knew she had a brother."

[les-pian]

"Yeah I'm not sure she does either. I died when she was three."

[jem-hadewych]

"Oh.... you must have been pretty young then... I'm sorry about that."

[les-pian]

He shrugged, "Shit happens. Now what the fuck are you doing to my sister?"

[jem-hadewych]

"I haven't done anything to her. Her aninosity towards me is a mystery. She hasn't liked me at all, not since we were kids."

[les-pian]

He shrugged again, "Look, why don't we leave her on the side. Maybe I'll figure it out if we hang out?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem glanced at his pillow in longing, and then back at the ghost. "And you can't do it at any other time?"

[les-pian]

"Nope, now move over we're having a sleepover."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem groaned, scooching over on the bed. "Fine, but if we end up cuddling, I'm the big spoon."

[les-pian]

"Bullshit short stuff." He laughed, moving further onto the bed and laying down with a groan.

[jem-hadewych]

“Shor- I’m not short!” Jem exclaimed in aggravation. “You’re the dead one!”

[les-pian]

"And that has... what, exactly, to do with our height difference?" He asked, staring Jem down with an amused look on his face.

[jem-hadewych]

“You have a kink for height shaming, don’t you.”

[les-pian]

"You'd like to learn my kinks, huh?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem turned away from him, blushing. “What?! No, I don’t... I don’t like... men.. in that way. Definitely not you!”

[les-pian]

"You sure about that? Cuuuz your partner seems to think differently."

[jem-hadewych]

“They do?!” He looked back at the ghost, raising his eyebrows. “What did you hear?”

[les-pian]

"That you're a walking bi pride flag."

[jem-hadewych]

“Listen my aura has nothing to do with my attraction or lack thereof towards men”

[les-pian]

"Yeeeaaahhhh but she and Daisy also talked about you and a certain Marvel movie."

[jem-hadewych]

“You have no proof.”

[les-pian]

"You could kiss me and prove it?" He winked, "Just an offer."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem sputtered, falling back on the bed. “I can’t believe!! THE AUDACITY!”

[les-pian]

"That's not a refusal~" he laughed.

[jem-hadewych]

“Give me one good reason to kiss you.”

[les-pian]

"You're hot, I'm horny, do you have a better idea to shut Carmen and Daisy up?"

[jem-hadewych]

"Sir, if you haven't noticed, you are a ghost. Kissing Mr. Horny Phantom will only make them think I'm even gayer than they already do."

[les-pian]

"But it would prove to yourself one way or the other if you're bi." He pointed out.

[jem-hadewych]

“You just want to makeout with me.”

[les-pian]

"And what are you gonna do if I say yes?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem covered his face with both hands, hiding his blush and groaning in agony. "But- but- but-"

[les-pian]

"But what?"

[jem-hadewych]

"You're not exactly making it easy to reject you."

[les-pian]

He leaned closer, hand next to Jems hip. His eyes drifted shamelessly to the others lips, "So don't reject me..."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem glared back at him, even though his heart fluttered, the cool on his hip doing things to him. "One kiss, ghost boy."

[les-pian]

"Then come over here and kiss me, scaredy cat~"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem sighed, looking at the apparition in annoyance, before closing his eyes and pushing himself foreward, expecting to feel nothing.

[whitepeopletwitter]

[les-pian]

The girls had been mentioning him at their sleepover, Carmen's dearest boyfriend, Daisy's worst enemy... Yet he slept soundly a few blocks away, haunted only by specters that he could see.

Lesley joined that number of specters. He leaned against the wall of the personality-less and yet extravagant room. He just watched for now.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem shivered, turning over in the bed, much too large for him. He looked tiny, insignificant in it.

[les-pian]

Ok... ok how the fuck was he gonna wake this little shit. He paced the room, thinking.

[jem-hadewych]

The pacing went on for quite a while, and the constant shift of the temperature bothered Jem... He sat up, rubbing his eyes slightly. “If you’re going to haunt me, can you at least not move around so much?”

[les-pian]

"Oh. You're that sensitive, huh?" He asked, gliding forward.

[jem-hadewych]

“You’d be surprised... You’re a new one.”

[les-pian]

"You too I think. Haven't heard your name bussing around like what happens with other psychics."

[jem-hadewych]

"I've... always kind of known I could see you guys... I just don't call attention to it."

[les-pian]

"That's... surprisingly smart," he admitted, coming closer.

[jem-hadewych]

“So why are you haunting me this fine evening?” Jem asked, realising he wouldn’t get a wink of sleep tonight.

[les-pian]

"Oh just wanted to see the richie rich my sister keeps going on about..."

[jem-hadewych]

“Your sister? Who is your sister? And... why is she going on about me?”

[les-pian]

"Because apparently you're fucking her best friend," he sat on the edge of the bed, "And are a real douche."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem raised an eyebrow, looking the apparition over casually. "Carmen's best friend? You mean Daisy? I never knew she had a brother."

[les-pian]

"Yeah I'm not sure she does either. I died when she was three."

[jem-hadewych]

"Oh.... you must have been pretty young then... I'm sorry about that."

[les-pian]

He shrugged, "Shit happens. Now what the fuck are you doing to my sister?"

[jem-hadewych]

"I haven't done anything to her. Her aninosity towards me is a mystery. She hasn't liked me at all, not since we were kids."

[les-pian]

He shrugged again, "Look, why don't we leave her on the side. Maybe I'll figure it out if we hang out?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem glanced at his pillow in longing, and then back at the ghost. "And you can't do it at any other time?"

[les-pian]

"Nope, now move over we're having a sleepover."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem groaned, scooching over on the bed. "Fine, but if we end up cuddling, I'm the big spoon."

[les-pian]

"Bullshit short stuff." He laughed, moving further onto the bed and laying down with a groan.

[jem-hadewych]

“Shor- I’m not short!” Jem exclaimed in aggravation. “You’re the dead one!”

[les-pian]

"And that has... what, exactly, to do with our height difference?" He asked, staring Jem down with an amused look on his face.

[jem-hadewych]

“You have a kink for height shaming, don’t you.”

[les-pian]

"You'd like to learn my kinks, huh?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem turned away from him, blushing. “What?! No, I don’t... I don’t like... men.. in that way. Definitely not you!”

[les-pian]

"You sure about that? Cuuuz your partner seems to think differently."

[jem-hadewych]

“They do?!” He looked back at the ghost, raising his eyebrows. “What did you hear?”

[les-pian]

"That you're a walking bi pride flag."

[jem-hadewych]

“Listen my aura has nothing to do with my attraction or lack thereof towards men”

[les-pian]

"Yeeeaaahhhh but she and Daisy also talked about you and a certain Marvel movie."

[jem-hadewych]

“You have no proof.”

[les-pian]

"You could kiss me and prove it?" He winked, "Just an offer."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem sputtered, falling back on the bed. “I can’t believe!! THE AUDACITY!”

[les-pian]

"That's not a refusal~" he laughed.

[jem-hadewych]

“Give me one good reason to kiss you.”

[les-pian]

"You're hot, I'm horny, do you have a better idea to shut Carmen and Daisy up?"

[jem-hadewych]

"Sir, if you haven't noticed, you are a ghost. Kissing Mr. Horny Phantom will only make them think I'm even gayer than they already do."

[les-pian]

"But it would prove to yourself one way or the other if you're bi." He pointed out.

[jem-hadewych]

“You just want to makeout with me.”

[les-pian]

"And what are you gonna do if I say yes?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem covered his face with both hands, hiding his blush and groaning in agony. "But- but- but-"

[les-pian]

"But what?"

[jem-hadewych]

"You're not exactly making it easy to reject you."

[les-pian]

He leaned closer, hand next to Jems hip. His eyes drifted shamelessly to the others lips, "So don't reject me..."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem glared back at him, even though his heart fluttered, the cool on his hip doing things to him. "One kiss, ghost boy."

[les-pian]

The girls had been mentioning him at their sleepover, Carmen's dearest boyfriend, Daisy's worst enemy... Yet he slept soundly a few blocks away, haunted only by specters that he could see.

Lesley joined that number of specters. He leaned against the wall of the personality-less and yet extravagant room. He just watched for now.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem shivered, turning over in the bed, much too large for him. He looked tiny, insignificant in it.

[les-pian]

Ok... ok how the fuck was he gonna wake this little shit. He paced the room, thinking.

[jem-hadewych]

The pacing went on for quite a while, and the constant shift of the temperature bothered Jem... He sat up, rubbing his eyes slightly. “If you’re going to haunt me, can you at least not move around so much?”

[les-pian]

"Oh. You're that sensitive, huh?" He asked, gliding forward.

[jem-hadewych]

“You’d be surprised... You’re a new one.”

[les-pian]

"You too I think. Haven't heard your name bussing around like what happens with other psychics."

[jem-hadewych]

"I've... always kind of known I could see you guys... I just don't call attention to it."

[les-pian]

"That's... surprisingly smart," he admitted, coming closer.

[jem-hadewych]

“So why are you haunting me this fine evening?” Jem asked, realising he wouldn’t get a wink of sleep tonight.

[les-pian]

"Oh just wanted to see the richie rich my sister keeps going on about..."

[jem-hadewych]

“Your sister? Who is your sister? And... why is she going on about me?”

[les-pian]

"Because apparently you're fucking her best friend," he sat on the edge of the bed, "And are a real douche."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem raised an eyebrow, looking the apparition over casually. "Carmen's best friend? You mean Daisy? I never knew she had a brother."

[les-pian]

"Yeah I'm not sure she does either. I died when she was three."

[jem-hadewych]

"Oh.... you must have been pretty young then... I'm sorry about that."

[les-pian]

He shrugged, "Shit happens. Now what the fuck are you doing to my sister?"

[jem-hadewych]

"I haven't done anything to her. Her aninosity towards me is a mystery. She hasn't liked me at all, not since we were kids."

[les-pian]

He shrugged again, "Look, why don't we leave her on the side. Maybe I'll figure it out if we hang out?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem glanced at his pillow in longing, and then back at the ghost. "And you can't do it at any other time?"

[les-pian]

"Nope, now move over we're having a sleepover."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem groaned, scooching over on the bed. "Fine, but if we end up cuddling, I'm the big spoon."

[les-pian]

"Bullshit short stuff." He laughed, moving further onto the bed and laying down with a groan.

[jem-hadewych]

“Shor- I’m not short!” Jem exclaimed in aggravation. “You’re the dead one!”

[les-pian]

"And that has... what, exactly, to do with our height difference?" He asked, staring Jem down with an amused look on his face.

[jem-hadewych]

“You have a kink for height shaming, don’t you.”

[les-pian]

"You'd like to learn my kinks, huh?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem turned away from him, blushing. “What?! No, I don’t... I don’t like... men.. in that way. Definitely not you!”

[les-pian]

"You sure about that? Cuuuz your partner seems to think differently."

[jem-hadewych]

“They do?!” He looked back at the ghost, raising his eyebrows. “What did you hear?”

[les-pian]

"That you're a walking bi pride flag."

[jem-hadewych]

“Listen my aura has nothing to do with my attraction or lack thereof towards men”

[les-pian]

"Yeeeaaahhhh but she and Daisy also talked about you and a certain Marvel movie."

[jem-hadewych]

“You have no proof.”

[les-pian]

"You could kiss me and prove it?" He winked, "Just an offer."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem sputtered, falling back on the bed. “I can’t believe!! THE AUDACITY!”

[les-pian]

"That's not a refusal~" he laughed.

[jem-hadewych]

“Give me one good reason to kiss you.”

[les-pian]

"You're hot, I'm horny, do you have a better idea to shut Carmen and Daisy up?"

[jem-hadewych]

"Sir, if you haven't noticed, you are a ghost. Kissing Mr. Horny Phantom will only make them think I'm even gayer than they already do."

[les-pian]

"But it would prove to yourself one way or the other if you're bi." He pointed out.

[jem-hadewych]

“You just want to makeout with me.”

[les-pian]

"And what are you gonna do if I say yes?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem covered his face with both hands, hiding his blush and groaning in agony. "But- but- but-"

[les-pian]

"But what?"

[jem-hadewych]

"You're not exactly making it easy to reject you."

[les-pian]

The girls had been mentioning him at their sleepover, Carmen's dearest boyfriend, Daisy's worst enemy... Yet he slept soundly a few blocks away, haunted only by specters that he could see.

Lesley joined that number of specters. He leaned against the wall of the personality-less and yet extravagant room. He just watched for now.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem shivered, turning over in the bed, much too large for him. He looked tiny, insignificant in it.

[les-pian]

Ok... ok how the fuck was he gonna wake this little shit. He paced the room, thinking.

[jem-hadewych]

The pacing went on for quite a while, and the constant shift of the temperature bothered Jem... He sat up, rubbing his eyes slightly. “If you’re going to haunt me, can you at least not move around so much?”

[les-pian]

"Oh. You're that sensitive, huh?" He asked, gliding forward.

[jem-hadewych]

“You’d be surprised... You’re a new one.”

[les-pian]

"You too I think. Haven't heard your name bussing around like what happens with other psychics."

[jem-hadewych]

"I've... always kind of known I could see you guys... I just don't call attention to it."

[les-pian]

"That's... surprisingly smart," he admitted, coming closer.

[jem-hadewych]

“So why are you haunting me this fine evening?” Jem asked, realising he wouldn’t get a wink of sleep tonight.

[les-pian]

"Oh just wanted to see the richie rich my sister keeps going on about..."

[jem-hadewych]

“Your sister? Who is your sister? And... why is she going on about me?”

[les-pian]

"Because apparently you're fucking her best friend," he sat on the edge of the bed, "And are a real douche."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem raised an eyebrow, looking the apparition over casually. "Carmen's best friend? You mean Daisy? I never knew she had a brother."

[les-pian]

"Yeah I'm not sure she does either. I died when she was three."

[jem-hadewych]

"Oh.... you must have been pretty young then... I'm sorry about that."

[les-pian]

He shrugged, "Shit happens. Now what the fuck are you doing to my sister?"

[jem-hadewych]

"I haven't done anything to her. Her aninosity towards me is a mystery. She hasn't liked me at all, not since we were kids."

[les-pian]

He shrugged again, "Look, why don't we leave her on the side. Maybe I'll figure it out if we hang out?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem glanced at his pillow in longing, and then back at the ghost. "And you can't do it at any other time?"

[les-pian]

"Nope, now move over we're having a sleepover."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem groaned, scooching over on the bed. "Fine, but if we end up cuddling, I'm the big spoon."

[les-pian]

"Bullshit short stuff." He laughed, moving further onto the bed and laying down with a groan.

[jem-hadewych]

“Shor- I’m not short!” Jem exclaimed in aggravation. “You’re the dead one!”

[les-pian]

"And that has... what, exactly, to do with our height difference?" He asked, staring Jem down with an amused look on his face.

[jem-hadewych]

“You have a kink for height shaming, don’t you.”

[les-pian]

"You'd like to learn my kinks, huh?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem turned away from him, blushing. “What?! No, I don’t... I don’t like... men.. in that way. Definitely not you!”

[les-pian]

"You sure about that? Cuuuz your partner seems to think differently."

[jem-hadewych]

“They do?!” He looked back at the ghost, raising his eyebrows. “What did you hear?”

[les-pian]

"That you're a walking bi pride flag."

[jem-hadewych]

“Listen my aura has nothing to do with my attraction or lack thereof towards men”

[les-pian]

"Yeeeaaahhhh but she and Daisy also talked about you and a certain Marvel movie."

[jem-hadewych]

“You have no proof.”

[les-pian]

"You could kiss me and prove it?" He winked, "Just an offer."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem sputtered, falling back on the bed. “I can’t believe!! THE AUDACITY!”

[les-pian]

"That's not a refusal~" he laughed.

[jem-hadewych]

“Give me one good reason to kiss you.”

[les-pian]

"You're hot, I'm horny, do you have a better idea to shut Carmen and Daisy up?"

[jem-hadewych]

"Sir, if you haven't noticed, you are a ghost. Kissing Mr. Horny Phantom will only make them think I'm even gayer than they already do."

[les-pian]

"But it would prove to yourself one way or the other if you're bi." He pointed out.

[jem-hadewych]

“You just want to makeout with me.”

[les-pian]

"And what are you gonna do if I say yes?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem covered his face with both hands, hiding his blush and groaning in agony. "But- but- but-"

[les-pian]

The girls had been mentioning him at their sleepover, Carmen's dearest boyfriend, Daisy's worst enemy... Yet he slept soundly a few blocks away, haunted only by specters that he could see.

Lesley joined that number of specters. He leaned against the wall of the personality-less and yet extravagant room. He just watched for now.

[jem-hadewych]

Jem shivered, turning over in the bed, much too large for him. He looked tiny, insignificant in it.

[les-pian]

Ok... ok how the fuck was he gonna wake this little shit. He paced the room, thinking.

[jem-hadewych]

The pacing went on for quite a while, and the constant shift of the temperature bothered Jem... He sat up, rubbing his eyes slightly. “If you’re going to haunt me, can you at least not move around so much?”

[les-pian]

"Oh. You're that sensitive, huh?" He asked, gliding forward.

[jem-hadewych]

“You’d be surprised... You’re a new one.”

[les-pian]

"You too I think. Haven't heard your name bussing around like what happens with other psychics."

[jem-hadewych]

"I've... always kind of known I could see you guys... I just don't call attention to it."

[les-pian]

"That's... surprisingly smart," he admitted, coming closer.

[jem-hadewych]

“So why are you haunting me this fine evening?” Jem asked, realising he wouldn’t get a wink of sleep tonight.

[les-pian]

"Oh just wanted to see the richie rich my sister keeps going on about..."

[jem-hadewych]

“Your sister? Who is your sister? And... why is she going on about me?”

[les-pian]

"Because apparently you're fucking her best friend," he sat on the edge of the bed, "And are a real douche."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem raised an eyebrow, looking the apparition over casually. "Carmen's best friend? You mean Daisy? I never knew she had a brother."

[les-pian]

"Yeah I'm not sure she does either. I died when she was three."

[jem-hadewych]

"Oh.... you must have been pretty young then... I'm sorry about that."

[les-pian]

He shrugged, "Shit happens. Now what the fuck are you doing to my sister?"

[jem-hadewych]

"I haven't done anything to her. Her aninosity towards me is a mystery. She hasn't liked me at all, not since we were kids."

[les-pian]

He shrugged again, "Look, why don't we leave her on the side. Maybe I'll figure it out if we hang out?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem glanced at his pillow in longing, and then back at the ghost. "And you can't do it at any other time?"

[les-pian]

"Nope, now move over we're having a sleepover."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem groaned, scooching over on the bed. "Fine, but if we end up cuddling, I'm the big spoon."

[les-pian]

"Bullshit short stuff." He laughed, moving further onto the bed and laying down with a groan.

[jem-hadewych]

“Shor- I’m not short!” Jem exclaimed in aggravation. “You’re the dead one!”

[les-pian]

"And that has... what, exactly, to do with our height difference?" He asked, staring Jem down with an amused look on his face.

[jem-hadewych]

“You have a kink for height shaming, don’t you.”

[les-pian]

"You'd like to learn my kinks, huh?"

[jem-hadewych]

Jem turned away from him, blushing. “What?! No, I don’t... I don’t like... men.. in that way. Definitely not you!”

[les-pian]

"You sure about that? Cuuuz your partner seems to think differently."

[jem-hadewych]

“They do?!” He looked back at the ghost, raising his eyebrows. “What did you hear?”

[les-pian]

"That you're a walking bi pride flag."

[jem-hadewych]

“Listen my aura has nothing to do with my attraction or lack thereof towards men”

[les-pian]

"Yeeeaaahhhh but she and Daisy also talked about you and a certain Marvel movie."

[jem-hadewych]

“You have no proof.”

[les-pian]

"You could kiss me and prove it?" He winked, "Just an offer."

[jem-hadewych]

Jem sputtered, falling back on the bed. “I can’t believe!! THE AUDACITY!”

[les-pian]

"That's not a refusal~" he laughed.

[jem-hadewych]

“Give me one good reason to kiss you.”

[les-pian]

"You're hot, I'm horny, do you have a better idea to shut Carmen and Daisy up?"

[jem-hadewych]

"Sir, if you haven't noticed, you are a ghost. Kissing Mr. Horny Phantom will only make them think I'm even gayer than they already do."

[les-pian]

"But it would prove to yourself one way or the other if you're bi." He pointed out.

[jem-hadewych]

“You just want to makeout with me.”