•Ghost BC• ~Oneshots and HC's~

⛔️Rain x Reader - Rock, Paper, Scissors⛔️

You and the ghouls were hanging out around the ministry , relaxing and chatting. You're playing a game of rock-paper-scissors with your mate, Rain. You play rock and he plays paper, putting his hand on top of yours.

When he wins, he gives you a quick peck on the cheek. When he loses, he leans in and kisses you. The other players are looking on, cheering and whooping with joy.

"Best two out of three!" You say.
"Best two out of three!
"You cheated!"
"I did not!"

"Yes you did!"
"No I didn't!"
"You let yourself loose!" You say, smiling.

"Now why would I do that?" He chuckles.
"Because that meant you got to kiss me," you say.
"Oh. Well then, best three out of five!" He says. You laugh.

"Best three out of five!"
"No cheating!"
"I'm not cheating!"
"Yes you are!"
"No I'm not!"

"You're doing it again!" He says.
"What am I doing?" You ask.
"You're distracting me," he says.
"How?!"
"By sitting here and looking pretty," he says.
You blush.

"Okay, best five out of seven!"
You and Rain laugh and get lost in the game. That night, you spend the night cuddling up to him. You unbuttoned his shirt so you can feel his chest. You trace patterns on his pectum, smiling to yourself.

You lightly bite his neck, just hard enough to hurt him a little. He laughs and moans. You like the sound of it.

"I want you," he whispers.
"I know."
"I want you to take me right here, right now." He murmurs. "I want you to make love to me,"

You look at him a little shocked, but not entirely surprised. You slide your hand up his thigh, over his stomach and up to his neck. You gently bite his lower lip, just enough to make him shiver. You trace your fingers over his pectus, smiling at how much it turns him on.

You unbutton his pants, and slide them and his briefs down, stepping out of them. You slide your fingers along his member, getting it to harden, smiling as you get lost in the sensation.

He whimpers and squirms, trying to get you to touch him more. You slide your fingers along the head, stroking him in one direction and then another, and using your other hand to play with his testicles, making him jump and squirm. He's like putty in your hands.

You work your way down, taking your time, until you can take his member in your mouth and take him deep in your throat. He gasps. Your not really sure what your doing, you just do what feels right. It feels so good, and you want to give him more, but it just feels so unfamiliar. You pull back, taking him out of your mouth and he groans.

"Don't you want to come in my mouth?" You ask.
"Yes," he says, his whole body tensing up. "Yes I do."

You quickly slide down until you're right where he's wanting. He grabs your hair, pressing your head down and impaling your throat on his member. You gag slightly and he lets up a little.
"Sorry," he pants.

"It's okay, just... don't do that." You manage to say.
He smiles, panting. "You're so good."

You laugh. "I know." You keep doing what you're doing, but end up having to her his hips pinned to the wall to stop him from thrusting down your throat. He moans and squirms, his claws sinking into the wooden beams of the wall. You keep a tight hold on him, and continue to take him in your mouth, up and down, moving in small circles, enjoying every second of it. You take him deep into your throat, almost all the way, before slowly easing him out, only to repeat the process. He whimpers and cries, getting closer to his release.

You keep moving your mouth up and down his member, your other hand massaging his testicles. He keeps one hand on the wall and slips his free hand into your hair. His breathing is ragged, and he's barely able to keep himself together. With each passing moment, he gets closer to the edge, but he stays just on the edge.