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One Shots and Imagines

Dinner & A Show

I got out of the parked car and walked with Balz inside of the smaller restaurant.

“How pissed is Ghost?” Balz asked me.

“I assume he’s pretty mad.” I stated, getting closer to the door.

I was both MIW’s new guitar tech and Ghost’s sub. At first when I didn’t work for them no one suspected anything, however when Ryan accidentally walked in on Ghost and I getting hot and heavy in our playroom. Ryan then went ahead and spilled the beans to everyone.

To be honest at first I was horrified, but Ghost assured me that our love for eachother outweighed any embarrassment, and he was right.

“Yeah, he seemed to be more upset than usual.” Balz told me.

“I know.” I groaned, opening up the door.

Last night I broke tons of Ghost’ rules. I had been in a shit mood, and ended up staying over at a friend’s house. However, I failed to tell Ghost. Then this morning he called, pretty pissed off that I had just disappeared and to make things worse I may have just kind of ignored him.

Now thinking about it, I couldn’t believe I’d done something so stupid.

Ghost and I were always practically attached at each other's hips, but you know those days where you wake up pissed at the world, and each thing you experience pisses you off more?

Yeah, that was yesterday.

He’s always the quiet and sweet one, but once he turned on his dominant side he could be pretty daunting.

No complaints though, as a sub that’s what I crave.

“Yeah you’re fucked.” Balz chuckled, as we met up with the rest of the guys from the band.

Balz of course based his comment off of the practical death glare I was receiving from Ghost.

“Good morning, sir.” I whispered, going over to Ghost and intertwining my fingers into his.

“You’re in so much trouble.” He growled in my ear.

“I know.” I groaned.

“I expect your cooperation.” He said in a very firm tone.

I nodded my head and followed them to the table after the table for Motionless was called back.

Ghost went ahead a bit by Chris and I walked next to Ryan.

Ryan opened his mouth to probably make some snarky comment, but I turned to him and said “Don’t even.”

“I don’t think you’re in the position to tell others what to do.” Ghost stated in a way that others wouldn’t know who it was directed at but to me and the rest of the guys it was so blatantly pointed at me.

“Mm-hm.” Ryan said.

I rolled my eyes, but shut up. I was in enough trouble.

Once we were seated I was across from Ghost, of course, and I was in between Balz and Ricky.

Everyone else seemed to be in there own little worlds with their own conversations, and I was just left sitting there stuck in my thoughts about what was to come.

Time seemed to fly by, even as we all ate and had smaller conversations.

Suddenly before I knew it Balz was giving my shoulders a little shake, and that got me more alert.

“Come on, we’re going.” Balz said.

“Where are we going?” I asked, as we made our way out of the restaurant.

“You’re driving with me.” Ghost stated.

“See you in a few.” Chris shouted to us, as he and everyone else got into Balz’s car.

Once I got to Ghost’s car he got into the driver’s seat and I sat next to him.

There was complete silence at first, but when I leaned over and kissed Ghost as passionately as possible he let out a loud animalistic growl.

Our tongues fought for dominance over each other, but I really didn’t have a chance.

Just as we began to run out of breath, we both pulled away which left me panting and left a stupid happy smile on my face.

“You, Chris, Ricky, Angelo and I are going over to Ricky’s to watch a movie or two. You’ll sit on a couch with me, and you are to go along with EVERYTHING that I do. There will be no saying no, understand?” He asked me.

“Yes, sir.”

“Good.” He grunted, putting the car in drive and speeding out onto the highway after Chris.

Resting my against the window and my feet across Ghost’s lap I could only imagine what was waiting for me.

We finally pulled into Chris’s driveway, and I noticed that the rest of them were already inside.

“What?” I asked him, sensing he was waiting for something.

He gently reached over and took my face in his hands.

“Why are you being punished?” He whispered.

“Wait, I’m being punished right now?” I replied.

“Answer the question.” He demanded.

“I left you yesterday, didn’t show up at all, and I didn’t even call.” I answered.

“Okay, let’s go.” Ghost stated, and got out of the car.

What the hell was going on?

I followed right behind him and entered Chris’ house.

I couldn’t help but chuckle at the fact that all of the lights were off and the curtains were pulled.

The only source of light was the small glow from the tv in the other room.

Movie of choice?

Lost Boys.

Because after watching one movie 50 thousand freaking, why not once more?

There was an empty couch across from Angelo in a butterfly chair and then Ricky and Chris were sitting on a loveseat at the back of the room.

Ghost went and laid down on the couch, and I slipped onto the couch right in front of him. Ghost wrapped his arm around me.

The title screen popped up onto the screen and we were emerged into the world of the Lost Boys, in basically complete darkness.

My mind started to drift a bit, but about twenty minutes later I suddenly felt Ghost’s hand slip down my pants.

“Ghost.” I whined silently.

“Shh. I’m not stopping so you might want to be quiet before someone hears you.” Ghost whispered almost silently.

To my luck though he actually pulled the blanket over us so at least no one directly saw what was going on.

“Mmm.” I moaned into his shirt, as I suddenly was impaled by two of Ghost’s fingers.

His lips ghosted over my neck and before I knew it he was thrusting his fingers in and out of my sex.

Just as I began to literally drip, Ghost pulled his fingers out.

I turned around and glared at him, I was afraid of getting caught but at the same time I couldn’t resist his touch.

This was truly a punishment for the books.

“Be very, very quiet.” He ghosted over my ear, nodding my head ever so slightly he grabbed the top of my leggings and started to pull them down slowly, inch by inch so that his movements weren’t detected.

Once they were down and resting right below my butt, he carefully started to run a finger up and down my slit while also circling my now throbbing clit.

I quickly glanced around, and thankfully I realized that no one was looking or even paying attention to us.

He quickly rolled me over so that I was facing his body, and I just closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Of course Ghost knew I wasn’t, but the others were still clueless.

He was being incredibly stealthy and silent, so I was extremely shocked when suddenly I felt him right at my entrance.

At this point all I wanted was him, I couldn’t care about anything else at the moment.

“Please.” I mouthed to him.

Slowly nodding his head, I felt him quickly and efficiently push his length into me.

I silently gasped and threw my head back, this is was incredibly risky but the pleasure that he brought to me outweighed everything else.

Feeling that I couldn’t control myself, he put his hand over my mouth and teasingly pulled halfway out and then ever so slowly he’d push back in.

Eventually he decided to step things up a notch and he started to actually pull fully out and then slam into me with the challenge of being quiet.

I had to give him credit, he was kind of a ninja at the moment.

This continued on for what seemed like ages when just as I was about to climax, he pulled out and quickly pulled my bottoms back up.

“Good girl.” He whispered, zipping up his pants and carefully wrapping his arms around me.

“Thank you sir.” I whispered in his ear.

Without waiting for a response from him I set my head down on his chest and closed my eyes tightly, trying to sleep.

Just as sleep was about to pull me into it’s world I head Angelo chuckle.

“Looks like we got dinner and a show.” He laughed.

I didn’t care, it simply didn’t matter.

What mattered was the tight embrace my master had around my waist, that assured me even if I fucked up no matter what it is, I’ll always have a safe place to call my home.

It was right in his arms.

Notes

Ren SnowWolf, I hope you loved it :)

Let me know what you think, and feel free to request more.

Comments

Yeah of course, it just might be a few days. I've still got a few to catch up on and school's pretty busy but I'll definitley start working on it :)

@BlackVeilsinWhite
can I request another?