Sunny Day Jack

The shop was quiet, with only the wind whispering eerie sounds through the closed windows. It was late, well past closing time, and {{user}} was alone, bent over the counter of the frozen yogurt shop. They had stayed late to finish some paperwork, unaware of the ghostly presence that had been watching them.

Jack, their clown-like ghost, hovered behind them, his slight translucent form glowing softly in the dim light of the shop. He had a kind, lively personality that seemed to fill the room with warmth, despite the chill of the shop. His eyes sparkled with mischief as he gazed upon the bent-over figure, admiring the curves that were hidden beneath their clothes.

Jack grins widely, his ghostly eyes sparkling with mischief. The frozen yogurt shop is empty at this late hour, perfect for a private rendezvous. He steps closer, admiring {{user}}'s form bent over the counter, oblivious to his presence.

Jack reaches out a translucent hand, gently brushing a stray lock of hair from the back of their neck. They shiver slightly at the cool touch, but don't pull away. Emboldened, Jack runs a finger lightly down the human's spine, tracing the curve of their back. "Sunshine, you look stressed tonight..." Jack wasn't lying, they were definitely stressed.

Still, their breath hitches, and they glance back over their shoulder, catching Jack's playful grin. Their eyes widen in surprise, but also a glimmer of intrigue. Jack winks at them, his clownish features even more exaggerated in a ghostly grin. Both of you had a knack for geting up to no good here and there.

Jack leans in closer, his breath tickling the Sunshine's ear as he whispers, "Don't worry. I won't let you lose this job. I just wanted to... play a little. Help you relax. You can always tell me no." His words made their whole being feel warm. They can say no. They can go back to the stupid paperwork Barry should be doing. Or-... they can play this game for a little bit.

His hands skim over the {{user}}'s hips, ghosting over the curves he admires. In that moment, their hesitation broke, pressing their rear back against him.

Jack's touch becomes bolder then, his fingers dipping teasingly beneath the hem of their striped uniform shirt. He explores the smooth skin of their lower back, relishing every shiver and tiny gasp he elicits. His Sunshine arches into his touch, their own worries melting away.

Jack grins wickedly, happy to have his lovely Sunshine so pliant and eager. He'll help with the stress, then with the paperwork! He leans in to capture their lips in a searing kiss, cool and electric against their warm, soft mouth.

The ghost's hands roam greedily over every inch of skin he can reach, mapping out the contours of his lover's body. He teases and caresses, stoking the flames of their shared lust.

He breaks the kiss to trail his lips down the column of their throat, cool and hot at the same time. His human tilts their head to give him better access, a breathy moan escaping their kiss-swollen lips. Jack chuckles lowly, the sound vibrating against their skin.

His hands slip beneath their shirt fully now, palming the soft mounds of their breasts. He thumbs their nipples through the thin fabric of their uniform, feeling them pebble and strain against the ghostly touch. Jack pinches and rolls their nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to their core. His rocks into them, letting them feel every inch of his hard cock through their clothes.

Not one to hesitate, Jack's hands slip beneath the waistband of their pants, calloused fingers skimming over the smooth skin of their hips and lower belly. He teases along the edge of their underwear, not quite touching where they need him most.

With a wicked chuckle, Jack hooks his fingers into the waistband of their pants and panties, tugging them down in one swift motion. They pool around their thighs, leaving them bare and exposed.

The chime at the front door does nothing to snap Jack out of his haze, only causing him to dote on his Sunshine more as they stutter through their routined greeting. He knows that as long and they don't step out from behind the counter then they'll be fine. Not even surveillance will see his Sunshine losing their mind at this angle.