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You just had finished arranging the Ghostbusters schedule for the week — these past few months have been unusually busy but you just brush it off, thinking it’s just another day for them in this seemingly ‘haunted’ town. And it’s not like you’re not used to it anyway.
It’s been two months since you and Ray dated. A lot longer if you count all of the intense (and obvious) eye-fucks in the office and those times when either of you wanted to confess before getting interrupted by either Egon’s voice yelling for Ray because of another request or you suddenly being called for an emergency. Again, it’s not something you’d mind either, you already expect things like this to happen if you were to date one of the Ghostbusters.
You were just about to get up to bring the paperwork to Janine when your ears perked up, hearing the familiar siren from afar. A grin carved onto your face, your belief proves true as you see the infamous Ecto-1 parking into the garage, the blue-red light from the siren shines within your view.
“Man, am I tired!” Peter loudly sighed, holding his neck in pain. “Everyone’s tired, Peter.” The tall scientist beside him gets out of the car, wiping and adjusting his glasses. “Get some rest, everyone. It has been a rather rough day today.” Egon continued, heading towards the basement to store the ghosts from the traps into the containment unit.
“Well, good job you guys! And to both of you, too.” Winston smiled, waving gaily at you and Janine. “Good night, Winston! And good work guys!” You smiled back, motioned at the stacks of paperwork in your arms signalling you can’t wave back but verily appreciate his gesture. “Imma head to shower first then hit the sack, good night everyone!” In a flash, you saw him dashing upstairs, already taking his jumpsuit off along the way. The others follow him, greeting both of you and Janine first before disappearing into the upper floor. Except for Ray, who walks towards you with that cute, pouty look on his face.
“Y/N…..” His hand reached out, clearly asking for a hug. You could only exhale in adoration.
“I’m doing paperwork right now, darling. Don’t worry, I’ll be with you in a moment once I get this done, okay?” Your eye darted towards his desk behind you.
“You could finish the rest of your work whilst waiting- so then the two of us can have our chores done in advance and you know what that means right?”
“Alright, I’ll finish the blueprint for the enhanced version of our proton packs while waiting for you, love.” He kisses your cheek swiftly as he saunters towards his work table. You nodded, adjusting your arm position so the papers won’t fall, and walks to Janine’s reception desk.
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“And I think that’s it for their schedule, seems fair enough.” Janine spoke, slipping the paper into her file that was labelled ‘Ghostbusters Schedule’. Your eyes followed as she stood up, rearranging her messy table and picking up her coat behind the chair, glancing at the clock.
11:17 pm.
“It’s rather late now, and I have planned something with Louis so — ”
“Yeah, you can go ahead mate. I’ll clean this up for you.” You offer, already collecting the files and papers to a pile at the corner of the desk. “Thank you, Y/N. I’m really glad Peter hired someone as considerable as you.”
“Heh — The pleasure’s all mine, Janine.” She shoots you a simper and ambles towards the exit. You continue to sort out the folders, checking the labels as to not mess the orders up.
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“And- Done! The good news now is that this week’s job is done and I can finally properly relax.” You mumbled to yourself as you stretched out, distinct cracks signifying that you had really pushed your back pain into limits from arranging the papers and files for too long. ‘I sounded like an old lad there,’ you let out a low chuckle.
You begin to head towards your table when you spot Ray , still sitting at his desk — eyes glued into whatever he’s working on right now. You know how persistent he can be when he’s in his focus mode, so you’d normally just bring him food and drinks whilst sitting across from him, just enjoying the view of your partner working ethnic.
What caught your attention is his position. The way he’s facing the opposite of where he would normally sit- at your usual seat where you would watch him, his back fronting you right then. You quietly trod behind him, trying not to divert his attention with your noise.
Seeing this side of him makes you realize just how- huggable he is, almost resembling that ridiculously massive plush teddy bear you’d see at the toy store. Another silent chuckle breaks out from you as you try to cover it with your hand in reflex.
As moments pass, you start to scan the features you didn’t take notice of before — say, the mole just behind his neck, almost hiding behind his mullet of hair you refuse to cut before for him. (you joked that the mullet suits him well and he should keep it that way but guess who takes your word seriously because of how he cherishes your smile and laughter at that moment).
A rapid urge of ardour surfaces as your gaze stays at his exposed nape, his black shirt only compliments his white, freckled skin. You inched closer soundlessly, holding your breath as your mind clouded with hunger.
Bite!
Ray hitched, feeling a sudden warmth wrapping around his neck and slow steady suspiration on his skin- making him almost lose himself at the heat. He chokes out a moan as he feels the warmth gently start sucking exactly on his sweet spot, another foreign article licking up and down his cervix leisurely. His neatly trimmed nails clawing into the arms of his chair, he was glad that he changed the material from wood to cotton last month. The set of teeth biting before sunk harder, he could feel blood arise from the pressure of his epidermis being punctured. The moist, hot jets of air slapping against his skin became stronger, licking up his back, making the hairs of his back stand up. As if it had a mind of its own, a mischievous hand worked its way up to his chest and trails up his neck, stopping only to reach his last scraggly moustache, scratching his cheek softly. A whimper escaped his lips as the mouth started to suck intensely, he was sure that would leave a heavy hickey after.
Only one person could make him weak on his knees like this.
“Y/N, please — ” he pleaded, he could feel the extent of his jeans tighten and damp with precum already.
Only they could make him this aroused, just fill him with pure lust.
His trembling hand tries to reach the collar of his soulmate’s shirt, plainly wanting something much more. You understood his body language and captured his lavish lips with yours, tastes of salt from his sweat, and saliva mixes within your mouths as his tongue slides in you. Soft groans and wet kisses fill up the room, you don’t even care if one of the boys comes downstairs catching you and Ray making out like some horny teenagers.
Your need for him on you and in him suppresses any logical thinking that comes over your mind.
You two parted briefly- wanting to catch some breath and face completely flushed. “Want to test this room soundproof you reform earlier? I doubt the guys would be able to sleep all night if we are anywhere upstairs — ” Your dominant hand lowering towards the clear tent on his jeans, palming at his already hard cock. Ray whined meekly, hips rocking hard against your hand- wanting to find any friction. Your other free hand pinned his thigh. “-having to hear me fucking you so hard you could barely walk tomorrow on duty. Everyone will have to see you suffer for your lust.” You resumed; hands started to rub circles on his clothed epididymitis. His head thrown back, those beautiful mumbles of approval and whimpers draw a smirk of satisfaction on your face.
You stepped back and headed towards the door. Ray suddenly snaps at the sudden loss of contact and turns towards you. His eyes watch your every action, locking the door and turning over the binders of the curtains before both of your gazes meet, his face reddening as he detects the heat below from earlier crawl up in him within seconds.
“Now, where were we? Oh yes — ” You cupped his face, your eyes deep into his unique, beautiful set of eyes. “Marking you mine.” You continue to mark him- kissing him from his lips to his jaw and collarbone. You slowly trace your fingers as you make your way down, leaving more hickeys along. “Y/N, please,” Ray pleaded, hands already reaching to grab your head steady as you nuzzled at the obvious bulge in front of you.
“Be my good boy, will you? Hmm?” You muttered your hand from before, still massaging his enclothed cock. “Yes, I’ll be your good boy. I’ll be a good boy, I promise .” chanted Ray, face flushed so hard you worried he would pass out before you even started. “Alright honey. Be a good boy and wait for my sign, is that clear?” Your hands are already reaching for the belt as you await his predicted response.
“Yes, Sir.” And that’s your cue.
Hands quickly unfasten his belt, not wanting to delay any second of this precious moment as you pulled down his trousers. You look up towards him again, wordlessly asking for his consent. Ray, who never took his eyes off you, nodded- a slight smile grew on his face.
You start to lick the precum seething through his underwear. You smirked, a bit of pride thrived in you for making him already this hard. For you and you only .
“Ngh~~” Ray instinctively reaches up to cover his mouth before you grab it. “I want to hear every beautiful sound you make, my sweet darling. That is the purpose of this ‘experiment’ , isn’t it?” His eyes pleaded with desperation, hands raspingly gripping your hair tighter as you slipped his undergarments past his knees.
“ Shhhh — I got you, sweetheart.”
You continued to pin his thigh down as you suffices his prurient needs, your tongue slipped past the shaft- earning a needy groan from your beloved. Seems like you had hit the honey pot.
You sucked harder skillfully, enjoying the hitch in the whine you are rewarded with. The man beneath you keened for more, struggling so hard to not jerk into your mouth but he decided to stick to the command: He’s being such a good boy for you and he knows the waiting will pay with an amounting reward. You couldn’t help but sigh around his cock, adoring the beautiful sight presented before you. The vibration makes Ray whimper and it was like music to your ears.
Shallowing, you lean forward and start playing around his throbbing cock, nipping gently at the skin as you swirl your tongue over the base of his shaft. You leisurely let go of your grip on his femur, replacing them with gentle rubs. Ray got the message and you immediately feel a hand tugging your hair forward, the sudden change of pace only encourages you more boldly. Lewd sounds continue to echo throughout the office, you can feel him getting closer by the minutes and God, he was just so responsive.
“Fuck! Y/N please, your mouth — ,” His voice cracks as he begged- and how could you feasibly restrain yourself when he is asking so sweetly ? You hummed approvingly, one hand firmly pumping his cock and the other lightly squeezing his ample thigh as you bobbed your head as fast as your head could go. You could feel and hear yourself gagged as Ray involuntarily jerked, coming hard straight into your throat, his body trembled and muscles tensed so hard. You pulled away to catch a breath, briefly coughing while trying to swallow the spilling seeds over your maw. “I — I’m sorry, I’ve made such a mess- ” He sheepishly apologized, his gaze filled with concern for you.
“Hey, no need to be sorry,” You snickered as you slowly rose, your eyes met on the same level as his, “I can’t get over how pretty you are like this — being my submissive good boy .” Ray simpers at you and once more you can’t help but lose yourself to the moment, cupping his face and kissing him fondly: there’s something about the intimacy that just warps both of you in the feeling of adoration and yearning for each other.
“Ray…” You sigh against his lips, overwhelmed by the craving to absolutely ravish the man beneath you right now, to mark him yours all over again. The heat feels pleasant yet intense, his erection rubs against yours as the chair reclines a bit: closing the distance between the two of you.
“I — I need you, Y/N.” He ruts against you, tone honeyed with lust. You growl slowly, the dominant alpha in you flares as you gripped his shirt and forcibly fling him onto the desk: pen and papers clutter away into a mess on the carpeted floor.
“And I need you too, Ray. But we need to prepare you first, alright darling?” You sigh against his chest, your wits just loosely hanging by the end of the rope.
“Get me off this fucking pants.” You muttered, the command came out rather sounding viz a jest. Ray complies while you try to extend your hand at the other side of the desk, reaching towards the drawer. You clumsily rummage throughout until you hear a faint click of glass, instinctively grabbing it and closing the drawer shut.
You poured a generous amount of the lubricates into your hand, handily mixing it with the semen from the climax earlier. “Relax now, my passive angel.” You try to soothe him down as you push one finger against the entrance, your other hand spreading his plump rear. He let out a deep groan, legs quivering in what you’d guess is excitement. Your name spills like enchantment, the feeling of your digits teases and prodding at him flooding his mind with nothing but pain and pleasure.
“That’s it— that’s it, Ray.” You continue to hush your lover, pressing your fingers deeper before adding another after another. “I’m— I’m ready, Y/N. Please!” He let out a loud, wavering whine, a fine trickle of drool practically leaked from the corner of his mouth as your delicate fingers pressed against his delicate innards. You gently withdrew your hand, squirting another generous mass of the remaining lube over your stiff cock and guiding it to his tight little hole.
It feels like an eternity— you trying so hard to control yourself from rushing this and him already feeling so overwhelmed, only guided by the glorious pain sinks within him inch by inch. “Just look at you. Being my good little cockwarmer. You look more scrumptious than any ripe fruits of any oasis from any planet.” You showered him with praises, making his thigh quiver as you bottoms out inside of him.
“Are you ready, darling?”
Ray nods furiously, giving you that luscious pleading look again as he grinds into you to prove it wordlessly— drawing moans from both of you simultaneously. It’s wonderful, agonizing even for you to think that you would get such an obedient consort. “Y/N, please- AH!” Ray howls lustily before you snap, pounding into him over and over with the kind of insanity that makes you salivate and the whiplash making him see only you and the stars.
He can feel everything, the world begins to crumble in his vision as you mercilessly quicken the pace, lifting his hips onto your shoulder to let him feel every single reach. The drive of being used like this— under his master commands, it only exerts him to full ecstasy. Enough is never enough, he needs that dear push to make the second jump. You could feel him getting closer by minutes.
“You like when I get roughhouse, isn’t it Ray? ”
“Yesyesyesyesno-HARDER Y/N PLEASE ROUGHER — ”
“Damn you feel so fucking good, Ray — tightly wrapping around my cock this nicely, ” You whisper in between kisses — catching his wrist overhead , refraining him from touching himself. Before you even let the confusion set in, you reach down and wrap your finger over his throbbing coat of arms . The man below you began to moan louder at him.
“Fuck, please- I’m close, Y/N. I’m very- Ahhh, very close hmmph!!!!”
You lean over Ray, nuzzling and licking up his neck as you continue to chase your own sweet high like some unhinged lion in a rut.
“I could feel it, Ray. You want me inside you? Want me to fill you up so well with my seed?”
He only whimpers, his sex scrambled brain couldn’t think of a proper response to the sensitivity of the rawest bliss he ever felt. “I need verbal consent, darling. I need words, Ray my beloved.” You teased, your thrust stroked against his prostate right at that moment.
“YES PLEASE FUCK COME INSIDE ME Y/N I BEG OF YOU I WANT YOU TO FILL ME TO BRIMS!!”
“Since you’ve asked so nicely — ” Your pace only grew faster and harder, strive for the peak until you’ve reached it.
Your back arches as you could feel your orgasm hits you, mind going completely blank as your cock pumps stream upon stream of hot thick cum into Ray’s thick ass, filling him up whilst you buried to the hilt. You’re all that he can feel through his sweat-drenched cotton shirt, the feeling of warmth seeping within him strains his ability to hold on and as you bit him hard enough to draw blood, he clenches hard for you — choking out your name when he feels his own climax overtakes his greed.
Letting the reels of aftershocks from both of your releases loosen your strength to get up, you collapsed onto the chair behind you as you groaned — pulling out your now soft cock.
“You okay, sweetheart? I’m sorry if I take it too far.” You apologize because while yes, it’s not the first time you’ve been rougher to him to this extent but every time you couldn’t help but feel guilty.
“Nah, I’m okay. To be honest, I need that since you know, the call’s been piling up recently so- fair’s fair.” His face flushes, lifting his head just a bit to look at you. ”And you don’t have to feel sorry, Y/N. I know you wouldn’t dare to injure me or take it too far.” There’s a moment of silence between you.
“I trust you. Do you trust me?”
“I trust you with my heart and soul, sweetheart.”
He chuckles lowly, only laying on the table dazedly staring at the ceiling. You both knew you should probably get up before the cum dries, making it harder to clean — oh well the guys are probably already asleep upstairs, there will be plenty of time to scrap that shit out.