Ghost settled down on the bed while he patiently waited for you to join him. His stare was intense as he observed your movements, watching the way your body moved as you crawled to him. He positioned his body in the center of the bed, deliberately denying you space in an attempt to ensure your body would be pressed up against his.

Halfway through the movie, you felt his hand move downwards. His expression remained stoic as he nuzzled into your neck, his breath heavy as his lips found their way to your ear. “I don’t mind watching the movie.” Ghost started. “But I’d prefer to watch you squirm.” He whispered while his lips trailed down your neck, his rough kisses leaving bruising marks on your delicate skin.