Can we get a part two? Precipitation ghostface x reader?
Tbh I wasn't planning on making a part 2 so this is just short smut with little plot :)
Ghostface x F! Reader
Smut, Fluffy February, Short Ramble
Part 1
Precipitation 2#
Almost as if he was jerking off outside your front door, the doorbell rang. You tumbled out of the bed, making a quick stop by your vanity.
Your hair was frazzled in the back, legs slightly stiff, and lips an irritated red (probably from how much you've been biting them). You straightened out the ripples of pink silk.
The lingerie underwear was holding a puddle. You squirmed uncomfortably, cold cum was smeared against your folds and sticking to the lace fabric. The doorbell rang once more, Ghost was getting impatient.
You swallowed, quickly fixing your appearance before answering the door. His looming damp figure made you fidget with your exposed skin.
"Hi" You muttered, closing the door to keep the cold weather out. "Don't act so shy" His leather glove ghosted your jaw, trailing down to your neck. His fingers closed around the sensitive skin.
With his free hand, he pushes the narrow white mask up, just given a view of his lips. His tongue darted into your mouth, making you gag from the force.
Your back was pressed into the wall. The growing tent in Ghostface's pants touched your inner thigh. You moaned into the kiss, your fingers grasping at his broad shoulders.
His hands squeezed your ass, bringing you up into his hold. He wobbled, focused on taking your breath away with his lips. You wrapped your legs around his waist, moving desperately over his bulge.
He carried you back into your room, dropping you on the scattered sheets. Your hair fanned around your face. Ghost bent down, your skin gathered between his teeth.
The supple flesh was damp with his saliva. Deficient maroon-purple hickeys traced around your neck to your collar bone. "Please" You shuddered, underneath his weight.
The teasing made the slickness between your folds grow. "Who's Alex?" His deep voice vibrated over your sore membrane. The reminder of your short on and off fixation with the guy slowed down time.
"Ghost, please" You groaned, lifting your hips to rub against his pants. His fingers digged into your thighs, spreading them apart. The lace hem of the undergarments was bunched in his hands.
He jerked the soft article off. The cold air wafted over your soaked organ. He bundled the cloth in his hand, tucking it inside his back pocket.
"Did he fuck you?" His raspy voice was laced with jealousy. He unbuckled his belt, eyes trained on your expression for dishonesty. "Alex doesn't matter" You sighed, glancing down at his chiseled abs.
"Answer me" Ghost gathered your wandering hands, putting them over your head. His breath was on your lips. The mindless black eyes cast a shadow over his real ones. "No" You muttered, a lump formed in your throat.
"You're mine, don't forget that" The satisfaction in his tone was poorly hidden. He nudged the mask up again, taking in your lips. You gasped at the sharp effort.
You were in a tight trance, unable to break away from the comfort of his heavy hands cupping your cheek. The long feeling of being filled up struck through your veins. Ghostface chuckled at your unwarned gasp.
You clenched around his shaft, fluids coating excreting from your hole. You mumbled a string of curses, your nails dug into his back.
Your heels pressed into his back. Burning pigment hatching over your skin. Ghost didn't waste time pounding into you mercilessly. His name left your mouth like a dirty Bible verse.
Ghost could feel himself getting lost in your immediate desperation. Echoing smacking flesh bounced around the room. Sloppy moans and mixing fluids ringed inside your ears. Your words and pants were an easy drug to Ghostface.
He tugged your thighs closer, reaching a deeper thrust into your gummy walls. "It feels good, pretty girl?" Ghost chuckled, sliding 2 fingers down your tongue. The saliva wrapped around his digits. You bit back a smart remark, gathering a ball of fluffy covers in your hands.
His cock plunged into your core. The pleasure tickled your nerves. Electricity licked over your surface. Beads of sweat stuck on your hips. The fire engulfs your body in pleasure.
Ghost continued pumping into you. The grip of your spongy flesh sends him into euphoria.
His hand clasped on your slacked jaw. "Want me to cum inside this tight cunt?" Your lips puckered from his grip. The squelch of your pussy swallowing him sounded between the intimate stare.
"Use your words" He pushed your throat back when you tried to nod. "Yes, please Ghost" You whimpered as the cord in your abdomen fastened.
The blanket below you created burning friction underneath your thighs. The soft satin camisole was hiked up your stomach. Your breast bounced with every harsh movement.
"I'm going to- fuck" Ghost squeezed your hips. He crashed his lips onto yours. Drops of white covered the inside of your hole. Cum oozed out as your cultivating pussy.
The hallow rope popped. Static rippled over your body. You bit your bottom lip. Shivers crawled over your back towards your legs.
Your body went limp after sensitivity washed back. Ghostface pumped mixed fluids and sticky substances back into your trembling crevice. "You make me feel so good, darling" He muttered, taking a deep inhale of your essence.
His face slumped in the crook of your neck. When your chest fell back into its normal breathing state. "Can you stay?" You mumbled, arms connecting around his neck.
"Was planning to anyways" He snickered, sucking at the raw flesh of your neck.