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Summary
The man tied to the chair stares right at Ghost as he fists his pulsing, ruddy cock in harsh, frenetic stripes. Heat billows from the tip in jerky waves as the blazing skin meets dry air.
He doesn't know how that piercing, fractalled blue even knows where to look. The man can't possibly find the tar pit black of Ghost's eyes.
Not when he's secured behind a two-way mirror.
Yet they do, chips of crisp ice flecked in an arctic sea and pupils a perfect sphere of all-consuming black that drag him down into their luring, lethal currents, tracking Ghost's eyes with the precision lock of an ICBM.
Ghost flicks his gaze towards the door between them to double check it's locked.
It is. Of course it is.
Series
- Part 6 of Bottom Ghost Week 2025
