All things considered, this wasn't the worst thing that had ever happened to him. Minato woke up, back in the hotel once more, and promptly fell off the bed. Or through the bed, rather, descending about twenty floors before he managed to focus enough to land and control his levels of intangibility. That freefall was definitely enough to wake him up
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Not to mention this hotel itself had some pretty creepy stuff going on too. But she was trying not to think about that - she just wanted to get back into a room where she could relax, and maybe read a magazine or something.
She's made her way down the hall, and is looking around to make sure nobody's watching her or following her before slipping into her room.
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The urge to troll a bit is impossible to resist. He reaches out to tap her on the shoulder, trying not to laugh too loudly, just on the off-chance she has magical ghost-detecting skills.
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She squints oddly at the space where he would be, if she could see him, before brushing off her shoulder. She must have just imagined it ...
She'll be going over to flop on the bed on her stomach, then, picking up that magazine and going to flip through it.
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She'll feel the light touch of fingers gently stroking down one arm as Minato sinks down over her, only touching with that one hand and his lips as he moves in, pressing kisses along her shoulders and up to her neck.
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If ONLY something would catch her off-guard, as she slides into her room...
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Neither measure accounted for an intangible visitor, of course.
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A few minutes later the sound of the shower starting could be heard, followed a short time after that by the sound of Lucy singing to herself.
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He drifted after her once she got into the shower, ideas brewing. The sensation of water passing through him, rather than across him, was a strange one...but with her there? Like anything else mattered. Minato decided that going with his instincts would be the best bet here. Drifting down to actually contact the floor, the boy came right up behind her, ghostly clothes brushing briefly against her back before he reached out, grabbed a breast in each hand, and began to squeeze and grope.
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Talking was overrated, anyway. This girl was a knockout and he intended to take advantage. His head came down, hair brushing against her as he kissed a line along her neck, tasting the salty taste of sweat and shower-water mixed together, ministrations continuing. He shifted focus to her nipple on the right one, tugging it up and away from her body.
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She groaned as she dug in her bedside table, and found the lube and the large dildo there. She was desperate, and masturbating with just fingers hadn't helped. Now, she was determined to fill that need. She lubed up that dildo carefully, and slid it's tip into her, groaning as it spread her open. She cried out, loving the feel of it, and still so turned on.
Wanda rolled over, pumping the dildo into her pussy from underneath, her ass wiggling about as she moaned and shuddered with the sensations, and the ever growing need for sex.
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The only hint Wanda would get from her presence was sudden, ghostly hands gripping onto the dildo and helping to push it in deeper, Minato floating slightly above her, eyes locked on her twisting form as he picked up the pace of that pounding toy. Nothing too odd for the hotel: it'd just seem as if it was moving on its own.
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She liked that and her groans came louder now. Maybe this meant the aphro would ease once she came like this?
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Keeping the rhythm steady, Minato eased a finger against her asshole, testing to see just how this girl might feel about that. With all these aphros, you never know...either way, he had a feeling he was getting laid.
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