random romance one shots kinda
My family was invited on a haunting tour around an old mansion. I am what people might call a scary cat, I was petrified of ghosts or anything of the sort.
So of course I agreed to go with my family.
The tour only takes place at night, we got the midnight tour... haunting hour.
While we wait outside, I check around, we have a solid group of about six people, not including the tour guide. There's me and my parents, a newlywed couple and a boy about my age (so around 19 years old). He's all alone... the poor thing. He sees me looking at him, so I smile slightly, he smiles back.
The tour guide prepares us and finally we enter the mansion. It's going to be a long night.
The tour guide shows us many rooms, all covered with spiderwebs and all seemingly filled with stories of murder, betrayal, suicide, things like that. I shiver as I look in the one of the guest bedrooms, it's so cold in this room, colder than the others.
"Boo" a voice speaks from behind me making me jump.
It's the boy from the group, he's trying to hide his laughter.
"Not funny.. I'm not good with this stuff" I say quietly, hugging my shoulders for warmth.
"Sorry, but you looked so entranced" the boy smiles kindly.
"This room.... is cold" I whisper.
The door slams shut, I run to open it but it won't budge.
"SOMEONE!" I scream, the boy signals for me to shush.
"Don't panic so much" he coos. I glare.
"Why are you so calm?" I hiss, annoyed that I'm the only one panicking.
"Because" he replies mysteriously.
I see a glint in his eyes, it sends a shiver down my spine.
"Who are you?" I ask cautiously
"I'm me" he replies with a carefree smile. I don't smile back.
"Why did you come here alone?" I ask, hoping for an actual answer. He walks towards me, and stops inches away
"I didn't" he replies softly. He leans down next to my ear.
"Because I live here... atleast I did when I was alive" he whispers. I shake my head, pretending I imagined what he said.
"No" I half shout. He reaches out an arm as I pull away, he's as cold as ice. He grips on to both of my arms. He smiles down at me, but he's smile scares me now.
"Do you know this rooms story?" He asks, I shake my head, terrified.
"This room belonged to me, I stayed here with my parents until the owner killed them and myself. He poisoned everyone staying here, all because of a broken heart" he speaks slowly and calmly as he stares into my eyes.
"And now, I'm dead, but I won't hurt you. I wasn't a killer when I was alive and I didn't become one when I died" he reassures me as he stokes my hair with one of his hands. I calm slightly, but I'm still so scared.
He sighs.
"Do you know why you were attracted to this room?" He asks, letting me go. I shake, my head as I wrap my hands around myself.
"Because your attracted to me, and I to you" he states plainly. He smiles devilishly as he sits down on the end of the bed as I huddle next to the door.
"And I didn't want any interruptions" he finishes. I look at him curiously.
He smiles as his eyes change slightly, going a deep blue before turning black. My body starts to warm up and I feel a tingling in my arm, as if someone is touching it. I look, but no one is. He smirks. The tingling moves from my upper arm to my lower arm and to my wrist. Then it moves back up to my neck, it's an odd but pleasant sensation.
"What... is.... this" I breath out, closing my eyes, enjoying the tingling feeling.
"Me" he replies.
The tingling continues to move across my neck to my face. It stops on my lips, it almost feels like he's kissing me.
"Wait... st-stop" I wake up from my trance, shocked. How is this happening?!
"......no" he replies as he steps closer again. He walks up right next to me again and softly grabs me, but this time, instead of being cold, I feel the tingling sensation where he touches. He lowers his hand to my hand and pulls me, and for some reason I can't resist anymore.
He pulls me along to the front of the bed.
"Sit" he whispers in my ear. I do as he says.
"But..." I squeak, pleadingly looking up at him. He leans down and presses his lips to my forehead. The feeling is so pleasant.
"But what?" He asks, a sneaky smile playing on his lips which I can't seem to look away from.
"Um..." I can't think anymore, my emotions are taking over. This boy tells the truth, he's a ghost, and I'm attracted to him. Nothing makes sense anymore.
He sits down next to me and leans his head on my shoulder, he's so warm now.
"It'll be ok" he whispers. I crane my head to look at him, but he's quick and puts his head up.
"May I please kiss you my lady" he teases as he notices the blush form on my face.
At this point I can't reply either way. So he takes my lack of reply as a yes.
His kiss, it's so warm, and so real. I thought ghosts were meant to be like a gas, not solid.
From my mouth, the tingling feeling returns, and it soon spreads through my entire body, slowly.
But when he pulls away, breaking the kiss, the sensation ends.
My breath is a lot more laboured now, he smiles.
"Was that nice?" He taunts
I can't answer, I don't know what to say. I don't think I could talk even if I knew what I wanted to say.
"If you say yes, I'll kiss you again"
I just look at him wide eyed. I want his warmth. I want that feeling again, it feels so good.
I choke out a barely audible "yes"
He smirks and kisses me again, this time more forcefully, entering his tongue. The tingling sensation is back and it all feels so good. I stifle back a moan.
"No need to be quiet" he teases
He breaks the kiss again, allowing me to breath. I check to see if he's breathing fast like me, but he's fine. Right, he's a ghost.
Once I've caught my breath, he gets off the bed and in front of me. Smiling.
I back up, he looks threatening. But the more I back up, the more his smile turns to a smirk.
I back up as far as possible. He then climbs onto the bed and over me. His face aligned with mine.
"You cold?" He smirks
I nod
"Let me warm you up"
He crouches down so his mouth is right next to my ear, and whispers
"From the inside out"