Beetlejuice carried Dave into the attic-attic. Yes, I made another attic just to be BJ's room.
The room was dark and completely themed with...uhh. Junk? You don't care.
"Well damn." Dave said iconically.
"Ya like it babe?" Beetlejuice asked swagly.
"I do." Dave nodded with his head.
Beetlejuice walked over to his bed and VERY EXTREMELY CAREFULLY laid Dave on the bed and climbed on top of Dave.
"Well babe, ya ready to meet my trouser sandworm?~" Beetlejuice asked so seductively, and flirtatiously, and sexyly, and demandingly, and dominatively. Yeah.
"W-W-W-Well damn!" Dave stuttered, blushing heavily and shyly as Beetlejuice removed the sunglasses man's shirt.
And then they fucked. Yeah, that's all.
No, I ain't writing it. What do you think this is? AO3? Nah.
Imagine your own smut, I ain't writing it.
