He slowly awakened from his scotch-induced stupor, shivering and shaking. Someone had pulled his blankets down off his nude body and tossed them to the bedroom floor. His warmth had been drained from his chest and stomach, leaving them painfully icy cold. His breath fogged the chilly air and he knew she was there.
“Hannah? Why did you uncover me? I’m absolutely freezing!”
He heard her musical laugh before she faded into view, sitting on the foot of his bed. “I’m sorry, but I was feeling lonely. You were gone all day.”
Her laugh turned into a sullen pout. He could see at least that much on her beautiful translucent face. “And, I’m hungry. You know I can’t feed without you.”
He sighed, slid up to prop his back against the headboard, and crossed his arms trying to recover some heat. The street lights outside seeped through the curtains to light the bedroom in a soft blue glow. It was enough to touch the outline of her ghostly body, illuminating her unmistakable curves with a subtle shimmer. He still remembered every inch of her.
“I’m sorry. I should have played with you earlier, but I was just so damn tired from today. You know I’ve never been good at delivering bad news to a family. It drains me.”
She turned her face away. Death wasn’t a reminder she ever needed. He knew he’d said the wrong thing and immediately regretted his words.
He slid the blanket down his chest and hips, kicking them to the end of the bed. His strong nude body was exposed to her and she was drawn to his male warmth like a magnet. Seeing her watching him, he reached down and took his slowly stiffening cock into his hands. He gripped the base and began stroking to the tip with his other hand.
She swirled up across the bed and curled around him, absorbing more of his heat and energy. A brief shiver passed over him, but he was already committed and aroused. His love for her hadn’t changed and, surprisingly, his passion for her still burned despite what they both had become.
Her form become more luminous, firmer, and warmer. She was already feeding from him to become more real — at least for now. But, she needed more. Much more. Pressing against him and sliding down, her translucent mouth found his engorged cock. She began suckling and pulling with increasing urgency. He knew what she wanted. Without it, she couldn’t remain here in this world, and live with him in their home.
With his fingers improbably woven through her thick hair, he pulled her head down against his thrusting thick cock. His hips arched up and pushed deeper and deeper into her increasingly warm mouth and throat.
She knew him so well. She knew what he craved. She knew every one of his physical tells and anticipated the hot cum that would soon erupt and fuel her presence for days to come. Sucking harder and taking him deeper into her glowing throat, his cock pulsed and throbbed. He couldn’t hold back any longer, and with one jerking motion his cock began pumping his essence into her.
She suddenly blazed with an incandescent light, flooding the bedroom with her enhanced power and presence. He threw an arm over his eyes, a little too late. Sparks of light danced and he couldn’t see anything for a few seconds. He collapsed back into the bed, completely drained and exhausted. She needed him to survive, but he was certainly paying a price that neither of them fully understood.
Her warm, glowing body curled against him and nestled up under his chin. She had always snuggling with him like this. “Mmmm, you always loved what I could do with my mouth. Who knew it would keep me alive one day? Well, as alive as this can ever be.”
His heart lurched in his chest. The omnipresent guilt flowed through his body and quickly cooled his passion. It was his fault. Something he would never forgive himself for doing — or not doing. Maybe both.
He pulled her inexplicably firm body tightly against him and stroked her back down to the curve of her round ass. “I’ll always be here for you, and I’ll never stop loving you. I won’t fail you again. I will find a way to make this right.”
She placed a flickering finger against his lips, “Shhh… Not now. Let’s just enjoy this moment, ok? It never lasts long enough.”
She was right. It never did last long, and she would need more soon. But, tonight she was here and they were holding each other again. It was enough for now.
He drifted back to sleep and, thankfully, his dreams were full of light and love this time. No nightmares…
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🖤 Sometimes, Love Doesn't Die
He slowly awakened from his scotch-induced stupor, shivering and shaking. Someone had pulled his blankets down off his nude body and tossed them to the bedroom floor. His warmth had been drained from his chest and stomach, leaving them painfully icy cold. His breath fogged the chilly air and he knew she was there.
“Hannah? Why did you uncover me? I’m absolutely freezing!”
He heard her musical laugh before she faded into view, sitting on the foot of his bed. “I’m sorry, but I was feeling lonely. You were gone all day.”
Her laugh turned into a sullen pout. He could see at least that much on her beautiful translucent face. “And, I’m hungry. You know I can’t feed without you.”
He sighed, slid up to prop his back against the headboard, and crossed his arms trying to recover some heat. The street lights outside seeped through the curtains to light the bedroom in a soft blue glow. It was enough to touch the outline of her ghostly body, illuminating her unmistakable curves with a subtle shimmer. He still remembered every inch of her.
“I’m sorry. I should have played with you earlier, but I was just so damn tired from today. You know I’ve never been good at delivering bad news to a family. It drains me.”
She turned her face away. Death wasn’t a reminder she ever needed. He knew he’d said the wrong thing and immediately regretted his words.
He slid the blanket down his chest and hips, kicking them to the end of the bed. His strong nude body was exposed to her and she was drawn to his male warmth like a magnet. Seeing her watching him, he reached down and took his slowly stiffening cock into his hands. He gripped the base and began stroking to the tip with his other hand.
She swirled up across the bed and curled around him, absorbing more of his heat and energy. A brief shiver passed over him, but he was already committed and aroused. His love for her hadn’t changed and, surprisingly, his passion for her still burned despite what they both had become.
Her form become more luminous, firmer, and warmer. She was already feeding from him to become more real — at least for now. But, she needed more. Much more. Pressing against him and sliding down, her translucent mouth found his engorged cock. She began suckling and pulling with increasing urgency. He knew what she wanted. Without it, she couldn’t remain here in this world, and live with him in their home.
With his fingers improbably woven through her thick hair, he pulled her head down against his thrusting thick cock. His hips arched up and pushed deeper and deeper into her increasingly warm mouth and throat.
She knew him so well. She knew what he craved. She knew every one of his physical tells and anticipated the hot cum that would soon erupt and fuel her presence for days to come. Sucking harder and taking him deeper into her glowing throat, his cock pulsed and throbbed. He couldn’t hold back any longer, and with one jerking motion his cock began pumping his essence into her.
She suddenly blazed with an incandescent light, flooding the bedroom with her enhanced power and presence. He threw an arm over his eyes, a little too late. Sparks of light danced and he couldn’t see anything for a few seconds. He collapsed back into the bed, completely drained and exhausted. She needed him to survive, but he was certainly paying a price that neither of them fully understood.
Her warm, glowing body curled against him and nestled up under his chin. She had always snuggling with him like this. “Mmmm, you always loved what I could do with my mouth. Who knew it would keep me alive one day? Well, as alive as this can ever be.”
His heart lurched in his chest. The omnipresent guilt flowed through his body and quickly cooled his passion. It was his fault. Something he would never forgive himself for doing — or not doing. Maybe both.
He pulled her inexplicably firm body tightly against him and stroked her back down to the curve of her round ass. “I’ll always be here for you, and I’ll never stop loving you. I won’t fail you again. I will find a way to make this right.”
She placed a flickering finger against his lips, “Shhh… Not now. Let’s just enjoy this moment, ok? It never lasts long enough.”
She was right. It never did last long, and she would need more soon. But, tonight she was here and they were holding each other again. It was enough for now.
He drifted back to sleep and, thankfully, his dreams were full of light and love this time. No nightmares…
For now.
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