Hi everyone! Well, I'm not dead as you can see. I'm so so so sorry for not uploading in such a long time. It's just I've had so much going on and I just lost interest for a while. But thanks to IDW publishing, I have gotten my inspiration back. (I of course am referencing the Ghostbusters comics they took out. Check them out! They are so good.) I hope you all like this chapter, even if it is shorter than my usual chapters and is mostly filler. I know some of you have been asking about the second half of this chapter and I have delivered so I hope it's to your standards.
But because I have written that, I need to give warning. This is where the M rating comes in. So if you don't like that, you can just read the first have and stop when you reach the second break. Again, I own nothing except Juliet.
The room lit up as four proton beams filled the air. The ghost cackled as it once again avoided getting captured, flying round by the ceiling. Egon frowned and turned off his pack.
"He's flying in a pattern!" he yelled. "Winton, you go to the right corner. Peter you go to the left corner. Ray, you get the trap ready."
They nodded and they went to their places. The ghost continued to fly around the room, unaware of the plan. Egon followed it with his eyes and raised his proton gun.
"Okay….fire!" he ordered and the other two blasted their own guns. This time, the ghost couldn't move fast enough and the rays were able to capture it. The ghost screeched and howled as the the three men struggled to hold it.
"Any time, Ray!" Peter yelled over the noise. Ray nodded and tossed the trap to the ground, stepping on the switch. The trap doors opened and the ghost gave one last scream as it was sucked down into the trap, the doors closing shut once it was inside.
The green LED light started to light up and the four gave a sigh. Ray walked over to pick it up as Peter grinned.
"Well, I'm not one to brag but I'd say I did a pretty good job." he put his hands on his hips as the other three shared a look.
"Peter, you always brag." Winston said and Peter gave him an offended look.
"Me? I never brag." he said with a scoff.
"Venkman, you once said your face was proof of God's existence." Ray muttered as he picked up the trap. Peter glared at him but this time, he didn't respond with a witty retort. He only gave small 'hmph!' and walked out of the room and over to the owner of the house to discuss the bill. The other three chuckled as they followed.
Juliet gave a satisfied sigh as she looked around at her work. She looked over from her position in the center of her living room to the clock on the wall to her right. Ten minutes to six. The boys should be about finished with today's list of jobs.
She had offered to go with them but they had insisted that because it was her birthday, she got to stay. Well, the other three insisted. Peter complained about it. She smiled at that.
Juliet walked over to the television set and crouched down, pulling out a box full of vhs movie tapes. She grinned and started to look through them.
A knock at the door caused her to stop riffling through the tapes and stand up again. Her movement made a lock of hair fall in front of her face and she tried to blow it away as she opened the door.
"Hey, Julie….um." Ray said when she opened the door and he smiled when he saw her continuing to blow on the stubborn lock of hair in front of her face. She finally took her attention away from it after a few more tries and looked to see who it was and her face turned red when she saw Ray smiling at her, trying not to laugh.
"Uh...hi." she said, feeling her face burn. He chuckled and moved the lock of hair behind her ear.
"Hi." he said, leaning over and kissing her on the cheek. Juliet felt her heart flutter and she realized with a smile that she was never going to get used to this.
"Come on in. I want to show something." she said after she came back to reality. She pulled him inside and grinned when he looked around the living room with wide eyes.
"A pillow fort?" he said, though it sounded like more of a question. "Like when we were kids?"
"Yep!" Juliet answered with grin and a slight bounce. "I thought we could watch a few movies, you know, just hang out, like we used to."
He laughed at her enthusiasm but nodded. "Yeah, sure, sounds fun."
She clapped her hands together and rushed back over to the box of vhs tapes she had been looking through before. He followed her and started to look through them with her.
"How about this one?" Ray lifted one up with a grin. Juliet looked up and read the title. On the box cover was a man that looked to be in a trance carrying a woman. The words were large and written in a way that was supposed to be scary. It read "Plan 9 From Outer Space". Juliet groaned.
"Oh, not that one." she said and he laughed.
"Why? It's great! Well, yeah okay it's terrible but it's fun to watch." he said and she grinned but still shook her head.
"Exactly. It's terrible. We are not watching that one." she said through laughs.
"Come on, Julie! You used to love this movie!" he cleared his throat and said, "My friends we cannot keep this a secret any longer. Let us reward the innocent, let us punish the guilty. My friends... can your heart stand, the shocking facts, about grave robbers from outer space?" he finished, stating a quote off the top of his head.
Juliet laughed. "How do you remember that?"
Ray shrugged but laughed as well and nudged her. "Bet you remember some too."
"Shut up." she responded and went back to looking through the box of tapes. He smiled at her and continued to look as well.
Eventually they decided on Night of the Living Dead, which Ray was very happy about. Juliet put the movie into the vhs player and they both sat down on the many blankets and pillows that Juliet had laid down on the floor.
"Ugh, this is where she gets really annoying." Ray muttered as they watched the movie. The two characters, Barbara and Ben, were talking about how they ended up there.
"Annoying? She's not that bad." Juliet says.
"She's just repeating what we already saw and she's doing it in that really whiny voice." he said with a scoff. "I mean, I got no problem with the actress but this scene just makes her really annoying."
Juliet rolled her eyes. "You have no problem with her during the rest of the movie."
"Well, it's just this one scene." he muttered. She giggled and leaned up to kiss him on the cheek but he beat her to it and turned, meeting her halfway and kissing her.
Her eyes widened as she was taken off guard. She felt his hand on her cheek and her eyes slowly fell shut as she kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck.
They fall back onto the blankets, Ray's hands on her hips while Juliet's are in his hair. He pulls away after a bit and they both try to catch their breath. She looks down at him, a small smile on her lips.
"You okay?"
He smiles and puts his head on her shoulder. "Just kinda….still trying to wrap my head around this."
"Around what?" she says in a sort of breathy voice.
Ray chuckles. "I just never thought I'd be doing this. With you. Cause for a while, I actually thought you liked Peter."
Juliet makes a face, showing she hates that idea and he laughs. She smiles and kisses him again.
"You're such a dork." she mumbles through the kiss. He moves his head from her shoulder and to her neck, Juliet sucking in a breath and trying to but failing to hold back a moan as he leaves a bruise at base of her neck.
She struggles to unbutton his shirt as he continues to move down to her shoulders and stops so she can pull her shirt over her head, tossing it aside. The movie played in the background and the light of the television screen cast a glow to them.
Juliet blushed when she saw Ray staring at her, feeling self-conscious. He stared at her, a small smile on his lips. His eyes had the same shine to them as they did when he talked about his work, the same awe on his face as the first time when he saw that ghost in the library five years ago.
He seemed to sense her embarrassment so he pulled her back down gently, kissing her as his fingertips explore and trace the newly exposed skin.
His hand stayed on her hip as the opposite one moved up to her chest, squeezing against the cup of the bra. Juliet moans into his mouth and her teeth clamp down on his bottom lip as she flips them over, finally finishing with the buttons of his shirt and pushes it off, tossing it like her own.
"Hold on, Julie…" Ray mumbled making her pause. "Are you sure-"
"Ray, I swear to God…" she says jokingly. She leans down and kisses his nose. "Yes, I'm sure."
"I just— you're so beautiful, y'know? Like, a guy like me shouldn't even be friends with someone like you. You're amazing."
"I-Thank you," you mumble, astounded for a moment. The only time you'd heard him speak so sincerely was whenever he talked about work. "Wow."
"Can I take your pants off now?"
Juliet burst out laughing at that and Ray's face gets red..
"Yes, Ray. You can."
He beams at you like a kid on Christmas and moves from his position over her before unbuttoning her jeans and struggling them off her legs, where they're placed with the rest of the clothes. Pressing kisses to her jaw and neck, he's muttering compliments under his breath as he travels down her torso. Stopping at the slope of her breast, he reaches around her to unclip her bra and slip it off her shoulders. His staring makes Juliet look away once it's off, and she swallows hard, biting her lip. It doesn't seem to faze him, though: he glances up at her before he ducks and flicks his tongue over her nipple, and she feels his grin when she gasps, arching into the touch. His hand moves from her hip to between her legs, spreading them apart before feeling how wet she is through her underwear, her moan dissolving in her mouth to a quiet whimper. A low chuckle follows before he kisses Juliet again, and she raises her hips to meet his, trying to get any sort of friction she could.
Ray's finger loops into the hem of her underwear and Juliet lets him pull them off, discarded like the other articles of clothing. Ray's gaze rakes over her and the dork is sucked away from his entire aura; his eyes are dark, he's breathing heavy. Juliet isn't sure what triggered the change, but she knows she liked it. A lot.
"Should we…?" he breathes out
"Pill." she utters, unable to make her brain form a complete sentence.
He simply nods as his jeans and boxers are shuffled off and she looks away as he slowly pushes into her, eyes winced shut, mouth open in gasps and whimpers until it's comfortable. Ray waits until Juliet nods at him once before he pulls out and back in, both of them moaning in unison and catching each other's eye.
Juliet can't help it. A spurt of giggles escapes her and they're both laughing at the same time, but Ray leans down on his forearms and kisses Juliet deeply, her hands on his shoulders, and he pulls away to hide in the crook of her neck.
"You're a dork." he mutters and she smiles.
"Takes one to know one."
With that sudden break out of the way, he gets back to business. Ray thrusts into her slowly, at first, getting used to the feeling himself, and he quickens the pace when she hisses at him to hurry up because she's dying here and he's driving her mad with teasing. That sets the pace for a while, and Juliet can tell he's close from the constant swearing breathed against her neck and the harshness of the biting— she's going to have to wear a turtleneck tomorrow, damn it, Ray— but she's too busy giving into pleasure herself to think about that too much. Ray manages to balance on one forearm and two fingers from his other hand rubs her clit in hard, fast, circles, Juliet's whine of his name followed by a growl of his own. She'd been grabbing at his back and her nails dug furrows across his skin; she'd have to remember to ask to see his back once they're, well, not fucking.
Which might well be soon. Ray buries himself deeper in her and Juliet hears him moan her name against her shoulder, biting down hard before he comes, speeding up, and she follows soon after, blood roaring in her ears and her heart thudding in her chest when she groans in release, her head falling back onto the soft material of the blankets.
They separate and they both take the time to catch their breath. A moment of silence passes over them until Juliet breaks it.
"So...the movie ended up being a lot better than I remember." she said. Ray laughs at that.
"Yeah." he agreed with a grin. "We were, what? Sixteen? When we first saw it?"
"You were sixteen. I was still fifteen." Juliet corrected with a yawn as she snuggled up to his side. "You're five months older than me."
He smiled when he looked down at her. She had fallen asleep, her breathing steady and soft. He kissed the top of her head. He shut his eyes, sleep winning him over as well. He'd deal with the fact that Peter and Winston would have a million questions about this tomorrow.
So! There you are! Hope you all enjoyed. Please leave a review! I've never really liked how I write scenes like this so I hope it's okay. Other than that, I will see you all next time.
