Ghosts Broken Mask

27 - 'Again.'

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He stepped inside your room, closing the door behind him as he came closer. His piercing eyes locked on yours.

You stared at him wide eyed, keeping silent as your rising high reacted to the slight squeeze of your thighs from nervousness. So close to your edge left you vulnerable and the slightest action brought you over before you could stop it.

A big 'fuck you' from your body due to your recent teasing now coming back to bite you're in the ass as your voice trembled.

You felt the overwhelming pleasure burst within and you gasped. Your fingers gripped the bedsheets between them as your hips bucked. Your face burning in embarrassment as Ghosts gaze never left you. His smug smirk saying everything.

"Oh ... God..." You couldn't help it as your satisfaction prolonged itself as if wanting to torture you. Your back arched and your neck strained as your eyes rolled, thighs twitching while your body jerked, and uncontrollable moans rolled from your tongue. Whiney whimpers filling the air as you tried to keep yourself tied into reality.

You squirmed under the crushing satisfaction, thighs rubbing together only making the situation worse. You choked back upcoming moans; the feeling of embarrassment and shame was shoved violently into the back of your melting brain as your eyes rolled back. Your hand slid its way down your twitching body, not needing to go into your shorts to end your high.

It traveled along the fabric before pressing down between your thighs, you were sensitive enough to have it take you to your peak. The feeling spreading throughout your system like an enjoyable disease. You struggled to keep your moans under control while your brows furrowed. A choked gasp escaped in the form of a desperate drenched moan.

Slowly floating back down from your climax. Your back dropped from its arch and your fingers loosened their grip on your blankets. Your trembling legs slowed and weakened, leaving you a panting heap of limbs on your bed. Embarrassed beyond belief not bringing yourself to meet Ghosts eyes.

Your soft heavy breathes filled the hot air as silence followed. Your fingertips still shaking ever so slightly unable to tell if it was from your recent activity or the fact Ghost your Lieutenant had watched it happen. Your heart remained speeding, you felt flushed for the first time in forever. A cold sweat tracing your spine that made you shiver.

"...We're back from the outing" Ghost spoke. His voice was laced with a smug amusement. You nodded, keeping your head down as you sat up, shuffling your way to the edge of the bed. Planning to act as if you hadn't been caught and it never happened. You didn't know how you'd look Ghost in the eye again, shame building itself an apartment in the tower of emotions that sat inside you.

You felt a rough but careful grip on your neck as you sat in front of him on the edge of your bed, a quiet gasp escaping your lips. He let go a few seconds later replaced with a single finger that traced its way over your neck, stopping at your chin as it forced your head to lift. You met eyes with Ghost as he looked down at you, his finger keeping your head up, forcing you to look at him.

Your eyes darted about without choice. Your body drowning in a pool of shame and embarrassment.

"Look at me" he said, his voice slow and deep. Dragging up the sides of his throat in a soft growl that added a slight harshness to his tone. Demanding you to look at him.

Your eyes flicked to him, obeying his orders.

"Goodgirl..." He whispered. Your stomach fluttered, awakening in deep desires at his voice, his words, his touch.

His eyes looked your body up and down and you squirmed under his gaze, shifting as you sat. He clicked his tongue against his teeth a soft 'tsk tsk' lingering in the air. As if being scolded like a child while he chuckled at your embarrassed face. Your stare turned into a glare hearing his laugh and you stood up.