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The Ghost in my Apartment
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2025-07-14 08:00:05Nathan wasn't picky.
He wasn't spiritual.And he damn sure didn't care if someone died in the tub or jumped out the window ten years ago.As long as the rent was cheap, the roof didn't leak, and no nosy neighbors banged on his door at midnight asking for sugar, or small talk, he was in.And so, when the landlord smiled with a twitch in his eye and said,"Place comes with… a bit of history,"Nathan only nodded."Does it come with working plumbing?""Yes.""Then I don't care."---The apartment wasn't much.Creaky floorboards, a faint smell of lavender that didn't come from him, and windows that stuck when you tried to open them.But it was quiet.Empty.And more importantly, his.The key fit in the lock with a hesitant click.Like even the door wasn't sure he belonged there.The air inside was stale, like no one had breathed here in a while.Perfect.
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Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire My Favorite Character In The Flesh: Part 9
The city was louder in daylight. Metal beasts roared down the streets, people moved in endless tides, and everywhere screens glared with colors and words Keenan barely understood. He told himself he was composed, chin high, stride steady, but his eyes betrayed him, darting at every unfamiliar noise.“Keep staring like that and people will think you’re lost,” Geoff teased, guiding him by the elbow.“I am not lost,” Keenan said stiffly. “I know exactly where I am.” His gaze slid upward to the skybridge arching between two towers. “Though… the dragons seem multiplied since last night.”“Those aren’t dragons, Keenan. Just buildings.”“Buildings that grow taller every hour,” Keenan muttered.Geoff chuckled and steered him down into the subway. The descent was crowded, the air thick with dust and motion. Keenan paused at the platform edge, eyes narrowing as the rails hummed.“There is something coming,” he warned, hand half-l
Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire My Favorite Character In The Flesh: Part 8
The next morning broke bright, sunlight streaming through the blinds in slanted gold lines. Keenan stirred against Geoff’s chest, blinking at the strange ceiling as if he still expected stone and timber instead of plaster and paint. He didn’t say anything right away, only pressed his face into the warmth of Geoff’s shoulder and inhaled as though anchoring himself.When Geoff finally coaxed him out of bed, Keenan dressed with stiff dignity, as though armor rather than soft cotton clung to his body. Yet his eyes betrayed him, darting, curious, catching every oddity in the room and beyond.Keenan walked through the city at Geoff’s side, his eyes climbing higher and higher until they reached the jagged crown of glass and steel above. He tried to hold his composure, but words betrayed him before he could stop them.“Those dragons stand so still,” he muttered, staring at the skyscrapers. “How do you keep them from waking?”
Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire My Favorite Character In The Flesh: Part 7
The night pressed close around their little world, heavy with silence except for the mingled rush of their breaths. Geoff lay back, chest heaving, watching the way Keenan hovered above him like a man caught between instinct and hesitation.Keenan’s eyes burned, dark and unsteady, his lips still swollen from the last bruising kiss. His hands trembled where they rested on Geoff’s shoulders, yet he didn’t pull away. Instead, he studied him, studied the way Geoff’s chest rose, the way every little shift of his body drew a hiss of breath. It was new, raw, frightening. And intoxicating.Geoff lifted a hand, sliding it along Keenan’s jaw, forcing his gaze back to him. “Don’t think,” he murmured, voice rough. “Just feel. I’ll show you.”Keenan swallowed hard but nodded.Their mouths met again, harder, teeth clashing, lips dragging until the kiss deepened, tongues tangling in desperate rhythm. Keenan gasped into it,
Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire My Favorite Character In The Flesh: Part 6
Geoff should’ve been spent. His body was still twitching from the force of release, lungs burning for air, sweat stinging his eyes. But lying there, sprawled over Keenan, their skin sticky with heat and cum, he realized he wasn’t done, not even close.Neither was Keenan.Keenan trembled beneath him, chest heaving, dark hair plastered to his forehead, but his eyes, half-lidded, dazed, still burned when they met Geoff’s. His lips, swollen, red, parted, let out shaky breaths, and when Geoff shifted, cock brushing Keenan’s thigh, Keenan’s hips answered with a restless roll, cock already stirring, hard again, aching.Geoff groaned low in his throat, voice rough. “You’re going to kill me.”Keenan’s breathless laugh cut into a gasp as Geoff dragged a hand down his stomach, over the slick mess of cum coating their skin, smearing it between his fingers. He pressed lower, hand wrapped Keenan’s cock, stroked slow, teasing,
Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire My Favorite Character In The Flesh: Part 5
The air in the room was heavy, damp with sweat and the echo of what they had just done. Geoff lay half sprawled across Keenan, chest rising and falling in rough rhythm, lips still brushing the curve of his shoulder as if reluctant to pull away. Keenan’s hand stayed clutched at his side, nails faintly etched into his skin, his grip trembling but refusing to let go. For a moment, it might have ended there, silence, exhaustion, the quiet thrum of connection humming between their chests. But the silence carried heat instead of calm. Their bodies had found something, struck a current they couldn’t shut off. The aftermath didn’t cool them, it set the next spark. Keenan shifted first, just a restless move of his hips, but Geoff felt it like a jolt of electricity. He lifted his head, eyes dark, jaw clenched. Keenan’s lips were red and swollen, his chest flushed, hair damp against his forehead, and Geoff’s restrain
Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire My Favorite Character In The Flesh: Part 4
The night stretched before them, an uncharted promise of discovery, passion, and a bond growing fiercely between two souls from different worlds. The air between them felt charged, thick, like lightning waiting to strike. Neither moved away; both leaned in, pulled by something too primal to resist.Their mouths met again, harder this time, heat pressed against heat, teeth grazing, lips dragging until the kiss turned almost bruising. Keenan shuddered under it, caught between fear and hunger, while Geoff devoured him with slow, deliberate control, like a man memorizing the taste of salvation.Geoff’s hand roamed lower, sliding along the sharp ridge of Keenan’s ribs, fingers splaying against the tense lines of his stomach. He could feel every tremor, every shallow breath, each one a confession that Keenan couldn’t voice aloud. His touch was reverent, yes, but possessive too, claiming territory inch by inch, mapping skin like he
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