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“Do you ever shut up?” you hurled at your pesky poltergeist boyfriend as you turned away from him to stomp out the bedroom door.
But before you could, Beetlejuice suddenly levitated in front of you, blocking your only escape from him. “Come on babes,” he whined pathetically. As his faux pout turned into a smirk, he continued, “I mean, if you did what I asked you then you could certainly shut me up yourself.”
You rolled your eyes and groaned at his attempt to get into your pants. “I told you, I’m too big to do that.” Even though it was an assertive statement, you still felt that pang of self-loathing hit you. It wasn’t that you didn’t think Beetlejuice liked you the way you were, it was just… It’s a hard adjustment getting used to someone calling you babes every day and wolf-whistling when you walk into a room after you spent most of your life thinking you weren’t attractive enough. While your self-confidence soared since being with Beetlejuice, you still had your days when you felt ugly and undesirable.
“Excuse me, you seem to be forgetting one tiny little detail. That I’m a ghost? With the most might I add,” he winked at you. “And babes, there is no way in heaven or the netherworld that you would be too big to sit on my face. Besides,” he chuckled with a shrug of his shoulders, “even if I wasn’t dead, the way I would want to go is drowning in your juices while that ass of yours suffocates me.”
“Stop saying stuff like that!” you sputtered, turning your back on him as you crossed your arms protectively over your chest. His arms hugged your body, his face nuzzling the crook of your neck.
“You know I say stuff like that 'cause I love you, babes,” Beetlejuice mumbled in your ear. “I want to make you feel good, can’t you let me give it a whirl?”
Solemnly, you pouted as his guilt-trip laced words warmed your heart. You knew he wouldn’t do anything you weren’t comfortable with, and that he would give the world to you. With a sigh, you sputtered, “Fine, we can try it.”
Almost as if it weren’t completely obvious that his sappy spiel wasn’t just an attempt to suck up to you, he let out what you could only describe as a giddy squeal as he flopped himself on your bed. He put his hands behind his head as he waited eagerly for you.
Taking a deep breath, you shucked your pants and underwear down your legs, stepping out of them as you approached your ghostly boyfriend. He grinned as he offered his hands as a way to balance yourself as you straddled his chest, too shy to move up further. But his cooing eventually urged you forward, causing an awkward shimmying dance as you placed yourself above his face. Before you could even ask how he wanted you, he wrapped his arms around your hips and pulled you down flush on top of him, making you squeal in shock.
It was a surreal feeling, it wasn’t like he hadn’t given you oral before but this was a new position and you weren’t sure how to feel about it. But as soon as you felt his tongue leave a long, languid lick up your heat, a sudden shudder went through your body. Your hands clasped over his, trying to find some sort of stability before you fell off of him. His fingers squeezed your flesh as he lapped up your juices, causing you to whine at this thrilling position.
When he began to focus on your clit, however, you found it harder to keep yourself upright. You whimpered as he continued his ministrations, tongue swirling around your bud as your hands gripped at his tightly. If he wound you up any further you might not be able to hold yourself back from crying out. But that was exactly his goal.
The coil in your stomach tightened with each gentle lick and suck from Beetlejuice’s mouth, pushing you closer and closer to the edge until you finally found yourself grinding down on his face. Embarrassment be damned, you were so close to release and you needed it now. Thankfully, Beetlejuice was more than willing to comply, pushing you right up to the edge until you fell right off, your hips bucking against his mouth as your hands were squeezing his for dear life. After what felt like an eternity wailing and moaning over the intense shock to your core, Beetlejuice was able to shift you away from his mouth just enough to give you a shit-eating grin as he asked, “I take it you’ll want to do this again soon?”