"Stop," Ghost says, and you look back at him from where you're sitting on his lap. The two of you are undercover at a masquerade party, so your face is half covered by a mask. Ghost is still... Ghost.

"What? Don't tell me you're already ready to tap out. Are you afraid you're gonna lose?" You tease.

"No, just stop moving like that," Ghost pleads, giving you a desperate look.

"Like what? ... Like this?" You ask, slowly rolling your hips and pulling a soft whimper from his lips.

"Fuck..."