(𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧) Maybe We Should Start Small?

                                    

                                          
At first, Adam and Barbara thought Betelgeuse was just messing with them when he said he wanted to make out with them. They didn't think he was being serious. After waving off the Deetzes - who were going to be out until at least that night - the Maitlands quietly made their way back up to the attic, Adam phasing through the attic door followed closely behind by Barbara. 
                          
The first thing that they both saw, upon entering the attic and looking around it in equal looks of confusion, was a bed they were sure wasn't there. Betelgeuse was laying on his back on top of it, grinning cheekily at the Maitlands. His hair color was a mixed shade of light pink and sunny yellow. 
                          
The Maitlands, both equally unsure and uncertain, made their way over towards the bed and Betelgeuse, standing on either side of the bed and looking at Betelgeuse. 
                          
Barbara, tilting her head to the side in pure confusion, was the first of the two ghosts who spoke up. "Uh... Betelgeuse, are you sure about that? I thought you were kidding when you said you wanted to make out with us..."
                          
"Hah! Me, kidding? Who am I if I don't get dirty with my favorite deceased peeps in the living world?"
                          
"Well... I... what do you think, Adam?" Barbara looked over the bed and towards Adam, both of the ghosts giving each other confused and uncertain, uncomfortable looks.
                          
"I... well, I guess we could give it try? It still seems to be a little bit underwhelming if you think about it... but..." Adam trailed off before he could say anything else, not a single thing coming to his mind. 
                          
They weren't entirely sure what to think about all of this at first. But the longer they just stood there considering things, the more they were starting to think this was something that might help. It had somewhat slipped their mind. They weren't sure if ghosts could still be intimate with one another - despite not being able to coproduce any more. Especially the two of them with a demon that they knew was horny since the day they first met him. 
                          
From the first time that Betelgeuse had bid them farewell to now, Adam and Barbara both could have never known that they would be willing enough to try something like this with Betelgeuse. But they had a feeling more of this was going to happen in the near future if this happened to go the way they hoped. 
                          
"So?" Betelgeuse spoke up, directing the attention of both ghosts away from one another and towards him. "What do you guys think?" 
                          
The Maitlands, neither one of them saying as much of anything as a response to that, both immediately found themselves calming down quickly and slowly whilst also relaxing slightly, the uncertainty that they were both experiencing at first fading away completely like it was nothing and never there to begin with. Feelings of curiosity and wonder replaced those particular feelings and Barbara soon found herself getting up onto the bed and moving closer towards where Betelgeuse was. 
                          
Adam followed suit, maneuvering himself so that he was laying on his side right beside where Betelgeuse was. He placed his free hand palm down and flat out on top of where Betelgeuse's stomach would have been had he been alive, the demon's hair color almost immediately flushing a blush pink at the touch. Betelgeuse visibly relaxed at that, resting one of his hands on top of Adam's. 
                          
Barbara found her hand moving and combing through Betelgeuse's hair before she moved it again and stroked it down one side of the demon's face. At the slightest of a purring noise coming from the demon, Barbara found herself stopping and retracting her hand. In turn, that made Betelgeuse stop purring and focus his attention towards her. 
                          
"Why'd you stop, Babs? I was enjoying that..." 
                          
"Oh... did you want me to continue???" she practically purred as she moved a little closer to him and cupped his cheek in her hand, stroking it with a finger. At that, Betelgeuse started purring again, closing his eyes.