The second Riku shut the front door behind him, he felt it — that icy chill against his back, that familiar prickling on his neck.
She was already here.
Yurei didn't even let him turn around. The moment his bag hit the floor, she tackled him to the carpet, her cold, naked body pressing against his, her thighs slick and quivering as she rubbed herself against the bulge in his pants.
> "Didn't even wait for me to breathe, huh…" he grunted, already hard from her weight alone.
But she didn't answer.
Instead, she reached down, unzipped him in one smooth motion, and pulled out his cock, already pulsing from the afternoon of teasing. She stared at it like a starving beast—lips parted, breath shaky, her pale fingers trembling as they wrapped around the shaft.
> "You missed it that bad?"
"Then come take it."
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Face-First, Ghost Throat
Yurei didn't hesitate.
She shoved his cock into her mouth like it belonged there — no teasing, no build-up, just her throat stretching wide as she swallowed his length whole.
Her tongue curled underneath his shaft as she sucked hard, her lips pressing tight around the base while her head began bobbing in slow, sloppy strokes. Her eyes rolled up to meet his as she moaned, the vibrations running through his dick like waves of ghostfire.
> "Shit… fuuuck—" Riku hissed, hand gripping her hair.
Each time she dropped her head, his cock vanished into her cursed throat with a loud, wet glrk. Her pale hands gripped his thighs tight, and her ass arched upward — dripping wet, trembling, begging to be touched.
Spit started running down her chin.
Her moans grew louder.
And she didn't stop, even when her eyes started tearing.
> "Look at you… fuckin' deepthroating like your soul depends on it…"
He could feel her throat milking him now.
Every twitch.
Every drop.
> "Go on, then. Drink it."
He grabbed her head and thrust up once—hard—and she froze, mouth stuffed, throat bulging.
He came.
Hard.
Thick, hot cum shot down her ghost throat in heavy pulses, and she swallowed all of it without flinching. Her body trembled as if feeding off the seed, absorbing it.
She pulled back slowly, a single strand of spit and cum hanging from her lips.
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Bent Over the Mirror
Still panting, Riku stood up and dragged her to the full-body mirror near the bedroom. He pressed her against the cold glass, bent her over, and spread her pale ass cheeks wide.
> "You didn't get enough?" he growled, lining up behind her.
Her pussy was soaked, slick dripping down her thighs, clit twitching with need.
He didn't ask.
He shoved his cock into her with one deep thrust — balls slapping against her drenched folds as her whole body arched in surprise. She let out a muffled gasp as her hands pressed against the mirror, her breath fogging the surface.
> "Mmmnnnhhh…!"
> "That's it. Take this fucking dick. Show me what a cursed little cumdump you've become."
He began slamming into her, slow and brutal, each thrust sending shockwaves through her soaked cunt and into her spine. Her reflection in the mirror looked ruined — pale skin flushed pink, mouth open in a silent scream, hair plastered to her face.
Her ass clapped against his hips with every thrust, her pussy clenching hard around his cock like it was trying to suck him dry.
> "F-fuck—haaah—" he grunted, watching her reflection ripple with every thrust. "You want it? Huh? Want me to fucking breed that ghost womb again?"
She nodded frantically.
Then she spoke again.
Not a moan. Not a gasp.
A real word.
> "Yours…"
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Marked by the Curse
He lost it.
He slammed in deeper, grabbed her waist, and unloaded everything inside her — one thick, violent stream of hot cum flooding her womb like a dam burst open.
Yurei's body convulsed, legs trembling, eyes wide and glowing faintly red. Her cunt spasmed around him as if sealing the load inside.
Then he saw it.
As she collapsed against the mirror, twitching, a black sigil appeared on her back — right above her ass. A spiraling, cursed brand. It pulsed once, then faded into her skin.
And at the same time, a faint, cold burn lit up on his neck.
Riku touched the spot, fingers brushing over a ghostly mark that hadn't been there before.
> "What the hell is this…"
Yurei turned her head slowly.
Smiling.
Just a little.
> "You're marked now…"
> "You're mine."