•Ghost BC• ~Oneshots and HC's~

Mountain x Reader - kisses

You spend the afternoon with Cirrus, Cumulus, and Sunshine, chatting, watching TV, and playing with each other.

You tell them about what happened with Mountain. They seem surprised.
"I didn't think Mountain would do that," Sunshine says.

"Well, Dew pushed him on top of me," you say.
"Are his lips soft? Is he a good kisser?" Cirrus asks.

You laugh. "His lips are the softest I've ever felt. And he's a better than average kissed. Heh."
"I'll bet," Cumulus says, Smiling.

You continue to chat for a few more hours. Eventually the girls go to bed and you head back to your room. While you make your way down the hall, you see Mountain's bedroom door is slightly open, and a soft glow coming from his room. You softly knock on the door.

"Come in," Mountain says.
You walk into his room and and look around his room.

Two of his walls are a soft, light sage, and the the other two are white. His room is very lush, he has lost of pants, on his desk, on his dresser, on his shelves, on the floor, hanging from the ceiling, everywhere. He has a few candles lit, filling his room with the soft smell of linen, sage, and lavender. A few stuffed animals lie around on the floor and his bed looks like a forest in the making. His whole room is very warm and very inviting.

You sit on the edge of the bed. He looks up from the book in his hands and smiles.
"Do you like my room?" He asks.

"It's beautiful."
"Thank you."

You sit there for a few minutes, enjoying the silence. "So, what are you reading?" You ask.
"Nothing interesting," he says. "Just about plants and botany," He says.

You laugh. "That's interesting."
"Is it?" He asks, genuinely curious. You nod.
"Well, i might find it interesting for a different reason but it's still interesting," you say.
"Good," He says, smiling.

You sit there for a few more minutes. Mountain seems to relax as you talk about simple things like plants. You tell him about your fascination and slight obsession with Mushrooms and fungi. You talk about all the different kinds you've learned about. He seems to hang on every word you say.

You sit there, talking about subjects that you enjoy for hours until finally, you turn to go.
"Wait!" He says, stopping you. "Can you... would you stay? Please?"

You look into his eyes and he looks back.
"I'm sorry if I embarrassed you earlier," He says. "But I would like if you stayed with me, please?" He asks.

You nod and he smiles. He moves so you can sit on the bed a little more.
"You can go if you want," He says.
"I know," You say, "but I'll stay. I don't want to leave your room."

"Great," He says, smiling. You cuddle and talk about plants a little more, and he tells you some about trees. While he's talking, you look into his eyes, the passion for the topic evident. He notices you looking at us eyes and stops.
"What?" He asks.

"Your eyes are really pretty," you say, holding his gaze.
You see him blush.
"Thank you."

You look into his eyes and he looks into your eyes. You feel a tingling in your body and you know he feels it too. He leans in and you feel his lips against your lips. He holds your gaze as he pushes you gently on the bed. Your lips part and you feel his warm, soft lips against your lips. You lean in and you feel his tongue against your lips. You melt into him and his lips part and you feel yourself falling. You feel so free falling, you don't ever want to stop. It feels wonderful, mostly in your chest and your head. He pulls away and you look into his eyes.

"I love you," You say.
"I love you too," He says.

You lean in and press your lips against his again. It's not like the intensity when you made out with Swiss or Dew, but it was still very nice.

It was soft, sweet, tender, and filled with an intimate passion built off of gentleness.

You feel yourself getting closer to him as you and him continue to make out. You slowly start to move your hands up his body to his shoulders and then to his neck. He keeps his hands above your hips so you keep your hands above his. He only touches your neck, shoulders, back, and stomach, keeping away from your breasts and anything below your bellybutton.

It feels so good to have him by your sides and his hands on you. You stop kissing for a bit, your noses rubbing against each other, your foreheads touching, your lips centimeters apart, your breaths mixed together, your horns rubbing together, and you both laugh softly, Mountain's thumbs gently rub across your cheeks and he gives you another quick, soft peck.

You roll over on top of him and straddle him. He wraps his arms around you and holds you in place, smiling. You smile and let out a content sigh and share another soft kiss, snuggling together.

"Is this okay?" you ask.
"Mm hm," he says.
"Is this... do you like?"
"I love," he says. "I love this," He says.

You smile and keep your hands on his shoulders.
"Do you want me to stay?" You ask.
"Please."

"Okay."
"Thank you." He kisses your nose.
You rest your head on his chest and he rubs your back. Your heart flutters and you feel yourself relax. You feel free and happy, content and at peace.

You hear Mountain breathing deeply and you stay still, enjoying the moment. You start to drift off, the combination of the soft sounds of Mountain's heartbeat and breathing, the smell of the candles, and the soft rain that had begun to tap on the window lulling you into a sense of serenity, pulling your consciousness from you. You let out another contented sigh before closing your eyes, letting sleep consume your mind.