Long chapter ahead with graphic(sexual) content. Much 18+. Heed.
Sally was shocked when the skeleton grabbed her hands before she could fully lift her dress. She jumped at the quick action - her cheeks flushing, thinking he disapproved of what they were about to do. But the desperate expression on his face cleared any of her doubts. He looked around the room and wiped away the bead of sweat falling down his cheek. His fingers tapped anxiously on her hands.
"Perhaps we should take this somewhere more... private ?"
She followed his gaze and realized most of their windows were open, the front door only a foot away from them. They could be seen or interrupted at any moment. She nodded timidly to his suggestion, weakly standing from the couch and modestly folding her dress down. The skeleton followed her movements and stood to his full height. He took her hand before leading them to the staircase and to the bedroom.
The ragdoll felt herself growing hotter when she saw the door. The moistness between her legs worsened the second she saw the bed. Thankfully, the room was currently unoccupied, with Zero being elsewhere. She gulped nervously as her beloved gently sat her on the mattress. Then he followed suit, sitting closely beside her, smiling encouragingly as they settled. It reminded her of when they had their first 'talk' here - how uncomfortable and stuffy the room felt then...but it was different, now. There was a quiet exchange of understanding and even consent - now it was only a matter of… carrying through .
"There. Isn't this better..?" Jack managed, smiling through his fidgeting. She nodded along, matching his anxiety.
"It is...no one can see us, right?"
"Not even the bats can see through these closed curtains." He motioned to the covered windows. "It's only you and me right now, Sally. I promise."
Her ruby lips curved into a smile. That soon fell when her gaze returned to her dress...she took a deep breath before guiding her hands there again. She didn't want to go slow this time and endure this painful wait. Her fingers lifted the fabric without trouble, and the skeleton's jaw fell agape at what he saw. She was wearing a pink pair of panties, which were currently soaked from the ragdoll's recent excitement...it was such a rare and highly frowned-upon color in Halloween Town, but he adored it on her. He remembered their kiss earlier and tugged at his collar. It was hard to believe he was the cause of this.
It made him feel…..prideful? Smug ? It was hard to tell. His thoughts were starting to dwindle as his gaze locked on her exposed underwear.
"I made this pair myself…" She mentioned quietly, noticing his stare. He finally moved his eye sockets to acknowledge her. He smiled at the nervous look on her face. How adorable…
"They look wonderful." He complimented, scooting closer to get a better look. He could see the stitch-work now. It was a shame these eventually had to be stained…he felt a little guilty for being responsible.
"Um…" Her fingers wiggled as she pressed on the moist part of her undergarments. Jack's gaze locked back to it. He couldn't help it no matter how hard he tried to look away. "I've been trying what that book said...to touch myself down there, but I can only get so far. Can-can you tell me if I'm doing it wrong..?"
The skeleton's insides felt like they were twisting. He nodded while biting his lip. She took this cue to move the cloth with one hand, and slither the other one inside. Without missing a beat, she began working on herself - the form of her hand twisting and moving within her panties. This only caused them to become nearly saturated at this point. She wasn't even aware of how awful a tease this was...Jack's hands clenched tightly as he watched this. He couldn't even breathe. He eventually had to say something.
"Well, Sally, I...I think I…might be able to s-see better if, if there wasn't anything in the way…" He managed weakly. She stopped her movements and looked at him, before returning to her situation. She realized right away and lowered her head in embarrassment.
"Oh...yes, you're right…"
Her skin turned even darker as she realized what she had to do. She refused to meet with Jack's gaze as she hooked her panties under her fingers and slowly brought them down her thighs. The skeleton respectfully turned his skull away as she did this, but the mere action drove him wild. She slipped them off and threw them on the floor. This was when he finally looked at her, and the sight took his breath away.
Sally's sex was... lovely . Her clitoris was a wonderful deep shade of blue, as was the rest of it. He marveled at how wet it was down there, the liquid reflecting nearby light almost temptingly. He was right, in a way. There were a few stitches around the area. One that caught his attention was a straight stitch that ended just above her clit...his mind started to wander, and he was thankful she took over when she did.
She brought her small fingers to the area and hovered almost uncertainly. She ensured she had his attention before starting again, moving her head back and shutting her eyes. She couldn't bear to see his reaction. If he was disgusted. If he even disapproved... She moved her hand in a circular motion and revelled in the pleasure. She secreted even more as the seconds went by, dripping on the sheets while she moved. Jack didn't care about the mess. He was mesmerized . His pants were tight again and he had the strongest urge to finally do something about it...but he had to firmly hold himself down, enjoying the sight that laid before him. He didn't want it to end.
A couple of minutes passed while she pleasured herself. Her breath was running short and the sweat was finally piling on her forehead. Her arm's muscles were becoming sore - she slowed her movements and sighed in frustration. Her eyes finally opened and she saw the skeleton observing her with his lips slightly parted. He didn't look displeased at all...in fact, he looked like he was enjoying it. She blushed before stopping. This caused him to finally snap out of it.
"This is what I mean." She started. "No matter how hard I try, I just can't seem to…"
"-Finish?" He crooked an eye socket. She nodded sadly.
"It said you're supposed to feel something like...a...a peak? A big rush of...of something ? But it all feels the same no matter how long I d-do it… so, that's what I need your help with."
He was close enough to where their knees were touching. His legs twitched just knowing how close he was to her area...he rubbed his fingers together as he thought of a solution. The way she looked right now - so tired, sweaty, and defeated...he felt bad for her. How hard she worked to obtain something that just wouldn't come...He wanted to help as much as he could. He cleared his throat and finally gained the courage to speak.
"Maybe I can try for you?" He suggested. "I wouldn't want you to overwork yourself any more than you have to."
"You can... do that?" She asked with widened eyes. He nodded eagerly. He almost found it shameful how badly he wanted to touch her. "I don't know...it'll be the first time someone touched me there…"
"And wouldn't you want it to be me ?" He almost pleaded. He placed a hand on her bare thigh and rubbed it soothingly when he noticed her hesitancy. He wanted her to be calm, above everything. His answer made a smile grow on her lips. It didn't take long to make up her mind.
"I do...g-go ahead…"
She removed her hands and left herself exposed. Jack tried not to move himself too quickly. He came forward until there was virtually no space left between them. He moved one hand around her figure to hold her close, while the other slowly snaked down her form. He heard her holding her breath while he did this, and gasped slightly when his fingers finally made contact. Even he was amazed at the feeling, noticing how soft and wet it was down there...his throat went dry. It was difficult to breathe right.
She held onto him when he started. He used his longest digit to touch and rub her down there, starting slowly. This was when a moan escaped her lips. She leaned into the fabric of his suit to muffle it, hiding her face. This only encouraged him to continue. He applied more pressure as the seconds went on, watching for her reactions. Her grip on him only got tighter the more he pressed. This made him extremely aroused. He was almost tempted to tend to himself...just to ease his own desires at that moment...but watching Sally was all he really needed…he went faster the more she twitched and moved under his grip. He held her tighter so as to not break away. She finally moved her face and panted on the side of his neck. She had problems forming any coherent words.
" Ja-aack …." She moaned. He moved his hand faster at his name off of her lips. It was so pleasing to hear at that moment. Her voice came out in squeaks. "What...d...do you think of-of me..? When y-you're hot..."
The heat was so prominent now, he hadn't noticed until this second. They were both sweating, sharing the same body heat with how close they were pressed. He finally opened his mouth and exhaled. This question made him relive all the dirty thoughts he'd endured these past days - how shameful he thought of them, hoping he'd never have to confess to anyone…especially Sally...but she wanted to hear them. Just so she could get off to them. That fact made something harden within himself.
"I think about you doing this exact thing...touching yourself down here, getting so wet like you are right now...I want to feel your stitches. All of them... everywhere ...God, how badly I've wanted to touch you…"
He moved his hand faster while he told her all of this. She moaned again, clearly finding pleasure from his thoughts. This time the noise was louder. She rested her head against his and gasped for air. He continued to hold her close.
"So-something's happening…it…it's coming…"
"Good, let it come. You've worked so hard…"
He firmly pressed a kiss on her forehead. Her hips bucked as her thighs squeezed against his hand. His fingers were overcome with a liquid...it pooled out from between her legs and formed a small puddle on the sheets. She breathed heavily for a moment before relaxing and allowing him to move his hand. He took it away slowly and pressed his fingers against one another, noticing how warm and sticky they were. Curiosity overcame him as he licked one of his fingertips, only getting a smidge of a taste.
He couldn't help but admire the results. It was a mess...but he didn't mind at all. In fact, it almost looked temptingly so. Her sex was completely dripping by this point, covered in her own cum after her climax...she rested her head on his shoulder and steadied her breathing. She clutched at his undershirt and hugged him tightly.
"It felt so... wonderful ...I don't know how to thank you…"
Jack Skellington felt needy. He was experiencing the unholiest of thoughts and desires right now...he decided to finally be forward. A devilish smile spread on his face. He kissed her passionately and stroked her chin, ensuring her eyes were open and she was looking into his own. He licked his lips hungrily as his gaze momentarily broke to look at her delicate part again.
"Then allow me to clean up a little bit…" He offered.
She blinked at him with confused eyes. He moved a hand to gently lay her against the pillows, spreading her legs on his own. Her phantom heartbeat quickened when she watched him lower himself to her stomach, even further...He inspected the area only for a moment before clutching both of her thighs. He grabbed onto them firmly, and she wondered why. That was, until he dipped his skull and brought his tongue teasingly along her clit. She nearly jumped into the air - if he hadn't held her down.
"A-ah..!" She squeaked.
Sally had no chance to comprehend what was happening, as his tongue ravished her. He licked every drop she had leaked, the ends of his forked tongue teasingly brushing against her clit and opening while he did so. She went crazy when he focused his efforts on her sensitive spot. She squirmed and writhed under his grip. She experienced the sensation again, the heat growing from her chest to the rest of her body...except this time, it happened much more quickly. It took only a few minutes until she felt herself climax...the most wonderful feeling she'd experienced since their first kiss. There was a release as she came on Jack's tongue, who happily licked up every last bit.
There was silence, beyond the sound of both of their panting. He removed his hands from her thighs and rested on his knees, admiring the sight once more. She tasted delightful...it was a slightly sweet taste he adored, and would never tire of. He greedily sucked off what was left on his fingers just to savor it. He selfishly wanted more, but was fortunate she already delivered twice. His gaze went to her red face, drool sneaking out of her mouth as she gazed at him in wonder.
He loved the sight. He loved her .
He moved himself to her side, kissing her cheek and brushing her hair behind her shoulder. "Well? How do you feel, darling..?"
She was still catching her breath from her last release. She nuzzled her face into his neck in satisfaction. "It was so good. I don't know what happened, but it only got better the second time.."
He looked relieved at her answer. He was most certainly pleased with himself. "I'm sorry I couldn't do this for you sooner…You could've felt better the moment this started."
She grabbed his skull and rubbed her nose against his. "It meant a lot that you did it at all. I couldn't have done this without your help."
He smiled and held the back of her head to kiss her once more. She moved forward to get closer. Her bare sex was now pressing against his pelvis. It reignited the excitement within him. He had to pull away as a hiss escaped his lips. She wondered what was wrong until she realized she still wasn't wearing any panties. She blushed at her slight nudity and went to pull herself away, if he hadn't held her down. He seemed to enjoy this. She noticed his strong grip and thought quietly to herself.
"Jack..? Can-can I make you feel this good, too..?
His eyes snapped open. He barely heard her through the vivid thoughts he was experiencing. "Hm..?"
"You helped me, and now I want to help you, t-too…" She insisted, blinking up at him. "The book said men can also pleasure themselves. Maybe I can assist you with that?" "
A frown fell on his lips. He seemed to struggle with this subject. "Sally, I…"
The silence settled in the room for a few minutes, a troubled look now on his skull. She looked at him, bringing her hands to his face and cupping it in her palms. He gazed at her with uncertainty before removing them. He sighed deeply - moving her back to the pillows and sitting straight up on the bed. Had she suggested the wrong thing..? Worry took over her features. He noticed this and clutched her hands reassuringly.
"There's something you should realize about me." He began. "Being that I am a skeleton, I… I'm not going to look like those pictures in that book you read. I'm a little different..."
"What do you mean..?"
His grip released as he looked away. There wasn't any other option to help make his point. He began to feel a little vulnerable at the thought of getting naked in front of her...he worried about not meeting her expectations. Of what she read in that book, and envisioned how something like this would go...he held his breath as he began to remove his bat bow tie. Her eyes locked with his movements as he undid the buttons on his suit and shrugged it off his thin frame. He was now in his undershirt, unbuckling his suspenders and allowing them to fall around his hips...as he went to remove it, the ragdoll sat up and placed a hand over his.
"You don't have to do this if you don't want to." She insisted.
He realized how nervous he must've looked. He tried to shake off his jitters. "It's like you said...if there's anyone I want to be vulnerable around, it's you ."
His words touched her deeply. She smiled and gave him an encouraging nod of the head. He had enough confidence to finally remove his shirt. Her eyes widened as it was removed from his frame, leaving a complete skeletal build in its absence. His neck was thin, but his shoulders wide - his rib cage that normally gave him his form was now sitting bare. His spine led to his pinstriped pants. Sally felt indecent just imagining what could be down there. She came forward and placed a hand on his sternum. He flinched slightly and she removed her touch. He apologetically bowed his head, coaxing her hand back on his bone.
"Ah - I'm sorry...this is the first time anyone's really...touched me there…"
She was in awe as she dragged her fingertips along the surface. It was firm - as bone should be. They were the same healthy white color as his skull. She noticed a few scrapes and cut marks on a few ribs, undoubtedly from his games of fetch with Zero. His bones were spotless otherwise - a result of good care he took to his health, she assumed. He watched her with interest as she fingered at his collarbone and enjoyed her touch. She seemed fascinated with the texture.
"Do you…" Her eyelids lowered. "Do you want..to...see me ?"
He leaned down and left a kiss on the side of her cheek. "Only if you're ready, my love."
She shook when he moved his kisses to her neck. She continued to feel and observe his bone, working up her confidence. She leaned forward and left a few kisses around his rib cage, enjoying the way he jumped and chuckled when she did so. She quickly learned his more sensitive and ticklish spots, as he had known a few of hers. She was comfortable; no doubt about that. And she was... ready ...he had already seen half of her, didn't he? 'What would be the harm in seeing the rest..?'
She sat back and grabbed at her dress. She removed it slowly, finding herself shaking a little while she did so. His bony hand rubbed her leg to soothe her. Her clothes were eventually completely removed, and gently dropped onto the floor with her discarded panties. She shut her eyes at first, holding her breath - but soon opened them to see his reaction. His face was in complete awe, sockets widened and mouth agape once more. Her face warmed under his stare.
Sally was completely gorgeous . He'd known that since he met her, but now...he was overcome by her beauty. Her skin was its complete light blue - wrapped in stitches that had their own thoughtful patterns. His gaze was busy attempting to follow them all and memorize where they went. He was currently glued to the thread that wrapped around her breasts - mesmerized by her dark blue nipples, that perked from being completely bare. Her hips gave her natural curves that his hands desperately wanted to feel. He scooted closer and left his hand in the air - and she got the message. She played with her hands before nodding, very gently.
"Are you sure..?" He asked quietly. She scooted closer and hugged him, confirming her words.
She sat back and allowed him to gaze and touch as he desired. He was slow and hesitant with his movements at first - feeling her stitches carefully, running his fingers along them and curiously playing with a few. He was wary of his sharp fingertips, worried of accidentally cutting the thread. Sally enjoyed his gentle touches and squeezed her eyes shut when she found them getting closer to her breasts. He first felt the stitches around them, before curiously cupping one in his hand. She was attractively perky - they looked small in his large hands, yet he was absolutely fascinated with them. He squeezed one experimentally and an involuntary moan left her lips.
Before she could apologize, he grabbed them again. Her thighs shut together as she suppressed the next noise. He seemed to like this reaction. Thankfully, he moved on - trailing his fingers over her stitches, leaving none untouched. He couldn't stop staring and observing her form - moving his hands along her curves, gripping her hips as his attention came back to her unattended sex. It was getting moist again. This only fueled him - knowing he was getting her excited. She noticed his stare and blushed again.
"It just feels so good." She confessed. "I like it when you feel them…"
The skeleton kissed her neck. Her eyes locked down on the only clothed part of him. He followed her gaze to his pinstriped pants and rubbed the side of his skull. Now was the time...he still couldn't shake his insecurities about this entire thing…the eager smile on her ruby lips made him feel like he was stalling, so he decided to be haste.
As he brought his hands to his zipper, Sally found herself strangely excited. This action brought a good layer of dampness back to herself. Her nipples hardened as well, and this Jack noticed. He stopped to give her a serious look, slightly biting his lip as his fingers hesitated to remove his pants. He was worried about her reaction. He wanted to be prepared for the disappointment.
"This is where I'm especially different…" He muttered, undoing his pants.
He dragged them from his hips and off from his thin legs, setting them to the side while looking away. He wanted to get this part over with. Her charcoal eyes observed the sight intently - noticing very well that he lacked…what she saw in those diagrams . It was hard to compare flesh and blood to bare bone like this. She didn't know what to expect. But she didn't think too highly of what she saw, anyway. She thought it looked peculiar...its shape and all of those protruding veins...She couldn't even remember what it was called.
She came forward and tried to point subtly. "You...don't have…"
"-What you need. I...I know ." He finished weakly. "I'm sorry. I knew you'd be disappointed."
"Why would I be?" She asked quickly. "I don't even know what it was, or what it did."
He blinked at her in confusion. "You don't..? But, didn't you read-"
"-I read what it was, but...I still didn't know . I spent my life learning about everything from books, but I never really knew what anything was until I saw it for myself. Or I experienced it. I don't mind if I never really know what one of those were for."
He frowned at her words. This didn't go as he thought he would...but somehow, it felt just as discouraging. An idea came to his mind - one that made his skull heat in response as butterflies grew in his ribs. His mouth wobbled as he sat Sally back against the pillows again, looking away while he did this. He positioned himself back at her hips, enjoying the new view of her entirely-naked body. He was still breathless at how pretty she was.
"I may not have one, but...I can replicate the feeling for you." He suggested anxiously. "See, all it really does is go inside and out of you...several times...I just couldn't give you what it could."
She still looked confused. He couldn't blame her. He didn't know what else to do but prove it to her. He gave her a meaningful smile as he lowered himself between her legs, spreading them to give him room. She grew hot and wet already - blushing as she remembered what happened in this position earlier. He experimentally ran his finger across her clit and the rest of her sex - earning a pleased noise from his girlfriend. Without warning, he brought his longest finger into her entrance. This earned a loud moan.
"Jack..! Ah - ah!What are you.."
"Does it hurt?" He asked worriedly, looking up at her. She thought for a moment and squirmed on the bed.
"A little, but…it…it feels good…"
At that, he brought his finger out and gently back in…completely lubricating it. The ragdoll continued to moan, not bothering to mask it anymore. She couldn't stop them if she tried. And he seemed to enjoy the noise. She found her hips thrusting against him as he continued, wanting something more ...she couldn't comprehend it. What her body desired at that moment. To make situations worse, he brought another finger in, expanding it even more...it brought a slight pain that was soon overcome with pleasure.
"Ohhhhh…" She breathed. He went faster and she threw her head back. He slowed his movements, much to her disappointment. He brought his head up to look at her.
"If any of this hurts at all, please, just tell me and I'll stop…I'm aware some of it might hurt for you."
"Only a little...but...please, keep going…" She begged. "I...want…more…"
Her hips moved impatiently as she waited. Her reaction gave him that hard sensation again, near his pelvic bone…it was unbearable - like an invisible feeling he just couldn't appease. He ducked his skull and kept going, moving faster the more she eased. She was going along with the movement, moaning and muttering his name...he couldn't think of a more heavenly sound. A few minutes passed until she tensed again, and sat up abruptly.
"Wait."
He ceased his movements. "Does it hurt?"
"No. Just…" Her look turned troubled. "I wanted you to feel something like this...you've done so much for me already, Jack. Is there any way I can make you feel good, too?"
He removed his fingers and couldn't help licking the cum off of them, enjoying her taste once more. She turned red at this shameless action done right in front of her. He sat himself up and pondered for a second. It was almost insufferable, what he was feeling…like an excitement existed deep down, but for the death of him, he couldn't find it. He couldn't do anything about it no matter how much he tried. Maybe...if Sally attempted…he might find something more out of it.
He sounded desperate. "If you really wanted to, you can...touch me and stroke me...down there-"
She made no hesitation to sit up and meet with him, much to his surprise. She gave a shy smile before bringing her hands to his bones and touching them. She started with the slow and teasing contact of her fingertips - dragging them along the curvatures. He shivered as she continued to work downwards, stroking her thumbs along his spine until she eventually faced his pelvis. This was when she made long strokes with her palm and fingers, watching as his jaw repeatedly opened and closed. He jumped when she grazed his sacrum. She tested her limits and continued to rub around the area, earning a slight moan from his mouth.
"Ahh…it's quite s- sensitive !"
He practically screamed the last part when she went forward and began sucking on his ribs. She left a trail of kisses in-between. Then she dragged her tongue along the surface of his bones, receiving different noises from the Pumpkin King. He especially had a hard time staying still when she licked around his pelvic area. She didn't know what overcame her - the sounds and expressions he made only inspired her to continue further. Jack placed a shaky hand on her hair, clutching the yarn tightly.
"S-Sally…"
Doing all of this only made her yearn for more. She suddenly pushed her skeleton onto the mattress and rested herself atop - feeling almost naughty at his confused expression. She enjoyed the power shift, hearing him moan and feeling him squirm under her grasp...she can understand why he did it with her. He looked curious as she kissed him on his jaw, feeling the intense burning between her legs. She must've orgasmed a few times now, but...she was far from done! Her body longed for release again. And she wanted to please him so badly…
"What are you-"
His words were cut off when the ragdoll began grinding against his pelvis. Her hips begged to be bucked against his own. She couldn't understand why. All she recognized was the pleasure that came, as her cum soaked his bones...Jack twitched as she repeatedly rubbed against him, gripping the sheets tightly with his hands to keep his composure. The experience was something else entirely. Her name slipped off his tongue - his sounds were loud, and music to his girlfriend's ears. She stopped only when her legs started to get tired, and when she believed he had enough. He breathed heavily when they were both still. He was soaked in her, and he couldn't complain one bit.
" Wow... " Was all he could mutter.
It truly felt like he was on the brink of release, though he had no clue how it was possible. Would such a thing even happen ? He felt pathetic for not knowing much about his own body, or species for that matter...he sat up and passionately kissed Sally. She deepened the kiss as she moved herself in his lap, both pressed tightly against each other. It excited them more. They simply couldn't have enough. They exchanged desire in their eyes as they gazed into one another, smiling and cradling their faces in their hands. Simply meant to be.
"Did that feel good?" She asked, fluttering her eyelashes. He chuckled and kissed her again.
"Of course. You made me feel very good."
"Did you... finish ?" She asked with rosy cheeks. He brushed his phalanges through her hair. God . She was all he ever wanted.
"Not yet...but I have an idea.."
It was her turn to lay back on the mattress again, an interested spark now in his eye sockets. She watched him curiously as he went through his bones and hummed. Then he snapped one out of place - it wasn't terribly big, but had quite a length to it. Her eyes widened when he lowered himself to her special place again, situating himself between her legs once more. She wondered what he was going to do. Her body tingled in anticipation.
He fingered the stitch above her clit, curiosity finally satisfied. He found this was her most sensitive one yet - as she struggled and moaned while he played with it. He leaned forward and licked her several times while continuously rubbing the thread. He made note of how wet she became and thoughtfully planned his actions, slipping the tip of his bone to her entrance. She gasped at the feeling. He teasingly rubbed it against her, lubricating it more by the minute.
"... Jack ?" She whispered with uncertainty. His other hand grabbed her own and squeezed it.
"It's alright. Relax. I'll go slow. If it hurts, just tell me.."
Now she was a little nervous. He pushed the tip in slightly. It stretched her. She made a pained noise and he clutched her hand again, rubbing his thumb in circles on her hand. She tried to focus on his touch and thought of him and what they'd done so far. She whined as the bone was brought further. He was inching slowly each time, stretching her slightly with each attempt. And she was becoming more welcoming…the moment it slipped in, she tensed. She could feel it inside of her. It was a strange feeling. He left a kiss on her thigh.
"I love you, Sally."
A tear escaped from her eye. She wiped it away. "I love you, too, Jack.."
He retracted the bone. Her grip tightened, gritting her teeth at the experience. It was a little painful, but…so good ! He pushed it further once more and she held onto him tightly. He continued this pattern at a gradual pace, only speeding up once her frame was relaxed. By then, she was in a fit of moans and gasps - enjoying this newfound sensation. It wasn't like anything when he fingered her. This felt like so much more…and she was loving it…
"Ah...ah….j...jaa…ckk….."
The skeleton buried his head in the sheets as he worked the bone in-and-out. He could feel everything. The way she gripped him so tightly...he grunted as he thrust his hips against the bed. How he wished this could be properly done...with his form over hers right now, kissing her while she received him...his ribs churned in guilt, while the rest of him bucked with pleasure. He wanted to do what was impossible for himself. Her moans filled the room. She reached for him as she began her climax, and he held her firmly. She squeezed the bone firmly as she orgasmed. Jack suddenly became numb.
They both remained there, completely limp. He brought the bone out and found it completely covered in her secretions. He had the gratification of sucking it dry, savoring the taste as he joined Sally's side. She reached for him and snuggled closely, feeling exhausted. She'd never known such pleasure that took all the energy out of her…all her muscles were relaxed, and she happily cuddled her boyfriend's side. Her eyes felt heavy. He returned the bone in its place and shivered in delight.
"How was that..?" He asked, breathless. He wasn't met with a response. "Sal?"
He glanced down and found her already falling fast asleep. He smiled and moved down to meet with her figure, kissing her forehead and holding her close. It was well into the night now, and they were overdue for some rest. He pressed his skeletal form against her naked one, moving the sheets over them and finally preparing to rest for the night. He couldn't help but gaze at the moon out of a nearby window, exhaling slowly as a smile grew on his lips.