Haunted

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Haunted: Chapter 5

I lied sprawled out on my bed and staring at the ceiling while I contemplated my problem. A shiver went through me as something brushing against the small sliver of exposed stomach from where my shirt had ridden up. I instantly shot up and scrambled backwards, smacking my head sharply on the wall. Fuck! That really hurt. I rubbed the sore spot and cracked an eye open to see a cackling Shirosaki. I glared at him and started to shift away but Shirosaki grabbed my arm. I inhaled sharply at his icy touch and jerked my arm away.

“Chill out, Berry.” He drawled out and relaxed his grip. “Did ya hurt your head?” He reached up and touched my hair, making me flinch. His eyebrows furrowed and a strange look flashed through his eyes. “’m not gonna hurt ya.”

That confused me; why was he here, if not to hurt me? But either way, I held still while he shifted so that he was kneeling beside me. He slipped his hand behind my head and felt for the bump. His chilly fingers probed it slightly, making me hiss at the dull pain.

“Don’t be a baby, ya barely even hit it.” I glared at him and scooted away. Shirosaki backed off a little and cocked his head to the side. “Ya were researching me?”

I sighed and rubbed one of my eyes tiredly. “Yeah, I couldn’t find anything though.” I rested my aching head against the wall. “Why are you so sure I killed you if you can’t remember anything else?”

“I don’t know.” Shirosaki mumbled in irritation.

Anger flared within me. Who was this ghost to tell me that I had murdered him when he didn’t even remember anything else! I had to bite my lip to not lash out and say anything; I didn’t want him to go ballistic again. I hear my father yelling and turned to the door with a frown, then glanced at Shirosaki warily as I stood up. He only grinned at me so I walked to the door to see what the commotion was about.

Before I could open it, Renji came tumbling in with my dad’s arm hooked around his neck. I rolled my eyes at the sight and then kicked the old man swiftly in the face. He instantly let go and began crying ‘nice shot, son.’ I kicked him out the door and locked it so that he couldn’t get back in. I turned around and noticed that Shirosaki was still visible on the bed, but Renji didn’t see him. Instead, Renji drew me into a deem kiss, making me forget about Shirosaki’s presence.

Renji’s mouth was a familiar territory that I never got tired of. His arms wrapped around my back with his hands resting lightly on the curve of my ass. Our kiss deepened as our tongues entwined and mapped each other’s mouth. I broke away from him slowly and we just stood there wrapped around each other for a minute before a gravely voice broke my calm.

“Ya haven’t told your boyfriend yet, have ya?” Shirosaki said snidely. My body tensed as I remember he was still here. Renji must have sensed this because he pilled away slightly to study my face.

“Is something wrong?”

I forced a smile onto my face and tried to sound sincere. “Of course not, I’m just a little tired.”

“Yeah, me too…” I could tell he didn’t completely believe me, but he let it go-for now.

“Did you have a good day?”

“Yeah, pretty good, at least for a work day.” Renji snuffled my hair and squeezed my ass a little, making me blush and squirm.

The red head, of course, had to ruin it by yawning. I laughed and him and nudged him slightly with my body. “Let’s lay down for awhile, ‘til dinner.” Renji walked me back to the bed, making me laugh and fall back onto it. He immediately laid next to me on his side with his arm draped over me. I shifted to my head was resting on his lower arm. We had slept together before- we just hadn’t ever had sex. I really hoped that Shirosaki had left, but that was too much to wish for.

“Aw, ya guys are just too cute.” Shirosaki said mockingly. I tried to ignore him and was very thankful that Renji could see or hear him. But Shirosaki was making this very difficult for me. “You’re such a prude. I bet ya haven’t even had sex yet.” I tensed slightly just as Renji nuzzled my hair and pushed my shirt up slightly to stroke my bare skin. The ghost leaned down to whisper in my ear and slid his icy body so it was directly behind mine. “Do ya feel how warm he is?” My body trembled when Renji pressed a kiss to my lips and his hand dipped into my pants. “How cold I am?” Shirosaki’s hand pressed on my stomach, making me gasp.

Fuck, I can’t take this. I couldn’t show any reaction to what Shirosaki was doing because then Renji would catch on. Luckily the red head seemed to assume that I was reacting to him.

“If I hadn’t been killed I would be as warm as he is.”

Now Renji was playing with the edge of my boxers. I tried to edge my hips away but Shirosaki’s freezing presence behind me stopped my movement. “Relax.” Renji said huskily and undid my jeans.

“Wait…” I furrowed my eyebrows and pushed at his hands. But Renji apparently wasn’t ready to stop quite yet. He slipped his hand into my boxers and gripped my half-hard cock, making me squirm.

“Just let me…”Renji said with a tight voice and kissed my neck wetly. Well, maybe this wasn’t so bad. It felt really good actually, but having Shirosaki behind me and touching me while Renji was as well was very creepy.

But it actually seemed to turn me on more. It wasn’t Renji’s kisses and caressed that got me hard, but Shirosaki’s chilly breath dancing along my skin and even colder hands sliding over my stomach.

“Ya know if I was alive, it could have been me doing that to ya.” Oh god, now Shirosaki was moving his hand to my back while the other cupped the back of my head. Shit! I should not be turned on by a ghost! A ghost that claimed I killed him. Said ghost shouldn’t even be doing this to me.

“You’re so hot.” Renji murmured heatedly and moved his hand faster. I arched my back a little and muffled the scream that bubbled out of my throat.

Shirosaki snickered and trailed his hand down the back of my pants and boxers, making me jerk. What the fuck? Shirosaki was taking this too far. I reached a hand behind my back and tried to push his hands away, but to no avail. Then his fingers slipped into my crack and poked at my entrance- something even Renji hasn’t done. I jerked again and tried to get away from the fingers, consequently pushing into Renji’s hand. I heard Renji and Shirosaki chuckle at the same time which made my hair stand on end. That was so fucking creepy, but Shirosaki probably loved it.

Then the albino ghost pushed an unbelievingly cold finger inside of me. It fucking hurt! It felt like I was being raped by an icicle. I whimpered a little and buried my head underneath my boyfriend’s chin, griping his shirt tightly and trying to find some comfort. I could feel Renji’s smirk against my skin and almost smacked him, but stopped myself. He had no idea what Shirosaki was doing to me so I couldn’t blame him. Renji pushed his thumb against he slit of my cock just as Shirosaki violently shoved a second finger in. The duel sensations made me come, hard.

Tears trickled from my eyes from the pain of Shirosaki’s fingers and the pleasure of Renji’s hand. Renji wiped the come off with some tissues I had by the bed as Shirosaki slipped his fingers out of me. I gasped at the uncomfortable sensation and flinched. Renji had apparently noticed my tears because his thumb came up to brush them away.

“You okay Ichigo?”

I forced myself to smile at him in reassurance. “It was just really…intense.”

The red head smirked and drew me into a hug. Shirosaki shifted behind me and whispered into my ear: “Did I hurt ya?” I pulled Renji closer and touched my head against his chest, trying to escape the albino ghost. But even his hands started touching me again; his fingers running through my hair in a way I had to fight not to find soothing.

“I forget sometimes, that you’re the one who killed me. It’s easy too. But then I see ya enjoying yourself with your boy toy and friend and it just made me so mad!” His fingers tugged painfully at my hair. “Why should ya get to enjoy life when I’m miserable?”

I resisted the urge to try and get away from the ghost. Even if Renji was pretty dense sometimes, he would pick up on it if I tried to get away from him. Luckily I was saved by a call from downstairs.

“Dinner is ready, Ichigo, Renji!” Mom called up in her sweet voice.

Renji groaned, but I gave a real smile. He reluctantly dragged himself away from me and pulled me up to stand. Fortunately he was too busy zipping my pants back up to notice my slight wince in the change of positions. Fuck, if I was this sort at just two fingers being inside of me, then I’m glad I haven’t let Renji have sex with me yet. It would hurt way too much.

As we left the room with our hands entwined I could see Shirosaki scowling after us. If I didn’t know any better, I would say that he was jealous of our relationship. He was probably just pissed that we were alive and he wasn’t. Were all ghosts such bastards?

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So how was that? Poor Ichi is so confused with all the molestation going on =D