The Witch and The Ghost

Halloween

Freyas' point of view

Coming home to silence was a bit unusual for me. The kids usually rushed to the door to try and get the first hug. Michael usually stood and watched the chaos. However, he wasn't waiting at the door today. I thought this was unusual, but then again the kids were out so maybe he didn't have a reason to wait. I went to the kitchen to prepare myself something to eat, but he wasn't there either. I was home for almost 3 hours before I saw him.

"Michael, are you avoiding me?"

"Well yes and no."

"What do you mean?"

"I've just never had someone stay so long and care, so I don't even know if this will work. I have been avoiding it because I don't want to get my hopes up."

"What are you trying to say, Michael?"

He didn't speak but instead reached out to grab my hand. The instant shock of it almost made me fall to my knees. He was touching me.

"I am trying to say that I love you, and I can no longer hide my feelings."

My knees were weak, I could hardly breathe. He had admitted his feelings, if I answered him back, she would be free. What could I do? Did I love him too? The room was closing in, and heavy pressure was in the air. Was Cordelia listening, hoping I answered back with I love you too?

"Freya, are you ok? Come sit down, please, you look as if you are going to faint."

"No, I'm fine. This is just unexpected, you know what will happen and you still said it. I want to say it, but I am afraid."

"On this night we can touch and I just wanted you to know my feelings. I did not ask you to answer back, I know what awaits if you do."

"That is just it, I want the same because I love you."

Just then her figure appeared out of the darkness.

"Finally! I am free, now die!"

I barely got my hand up in time to make a barrier to protect us. She had intended to kill with that spell, but it was also a smoke screen for her escape into the night. When the dust settled and we saw we were ok, Michael pulled me into a passionate kiss. I had never felt this kind of warmth. Before I knew what was happening, he had picked me up and was carrying me toward my room. My shirt fell on the stairs, his in the hall, my pants at the door to my room, and his shortly after He laid me on the bed and asked me the stupidest question I had heard I. a while.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

I guess in his mind it made sense to ask, after all this was something that was saved for marriage in his time. To me, however, it seemed silly since I was already naked.

"Of course I do. If I didn't, we would not have gotten this far."

With those words, it was like someone had flipped a switch. I did not expect such hunger and passion from him. He kissed me from head to toe, taking particular time between my legs. I didn't even know they did that in his time, but he knew exactly how to make me reach my climax. He slowly made his way back to my b****t, taking my n****e into his mouth as he entered my s*x. As he did this, a moan escaped my lips.

"Mmmm Michael, I didn't know it could be like this."

"Neither did I."

We rose and fell in time with each other, in a passion never felt before. Over and over until we both surcame to our ecstasy. The night waned into day and by the time we finished the third joining, we heard the knock at the door.

"S**t, I forgot she was bringing them back so early. How am I going to explain everything? Get up, put some clothes on, she has a key. She just knocks to be polite."

"How am I supposed to do that? I don't know where my trousers ended up."

"F**k, just go wait in the bathroom, I'll find them."

"Freya, I'm back with the kids."

"I'm upstairs, have them go to the kitchen for breakfast. S**t, I forgot you can't go through the den to get there. Can you go through the back door to get to the kitchen instead? I'll explain in a few minutes."

"Yes' I can, but why are there clothes on your stairs? Did you drop some laundry on the way up?"

"I'll explain in a few minutes. Wait, are the pants down there?"

"No? Why do you ask?"

"I'll explain in a few."

"Freya?"

"Yes, Michael?"

"Why don't you use a locator spell or a retriever spell to find the pants?'

"Oh, right, I forgot I'm a witch now, I can do that."

After finally retrieving all of Michael's clothes, we went downstairs to explain what all had happened last night, well most of everything.