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“What are ya doin ye chowder head!" Ari wrinkled his nose at the music that started playing on the car's stereo.

“I'm shotgun so I'm your DJ, and I think you need to broaden your horizons," Amoreena smirked as she shifted the Spotify queue to a different genera.

“Come on now babe! That was our song that was playin'!" Ari's thick Bostin accent rang out true as he gestured with one hand while keeping his other on the wheal. “It was the openin' number of the first concert we went to. I love that song."

“I know," Amoreena smiled and set up a new queue. “But metal isn't the only thing that's meta in our relationship."

The music quickly switched to some R&B, some low and sultry notes humming over the speakers as a soft voice played through the melody.

“This song, really?" Ari cocked a brow. “You putting on our smash tape right now?"

“What?" Amoreena shirked her shoulder up to make herself look coy. “Maybe I like to listen to something where the only one who I know is screaming is my man."

“I don't yell about your music choice," Ari rolled his dark eyes.

“I wasn't talking about yelling," Amoreena ran her hand over Ari's thigh.

“Oh," Ari smirked, his pink lips cracking into a cocky grin, his dark tawny skin hiding the blush on his cheeks. “You excited?"

“Maybe a little," Amoreena kept rolling her hand up and down Ari's thigh, her nails gleamed against her ivory skin. Normally her nails weren't as pristine, but Ari had just treated his tom boy girl to a full spa day before their trip. “You know, my grandparents were talking about how much they wanted to see our grandchildren."

“Yeah, I'm sure it was followed up with some racist comment too," Ari huffed. “I've never had anyone say stuff like that to me so brazenly."

“Well, next time you tell me and I'll beat them for you," Amoreena smirked.

“Really? You want me to come to you next time so you can set them straight?" Ari grumbled.

“Yeah," Amoreena cocked her head, her beany tight against her short hair, a few locks of her dark pixy cut sticking out its hem. “I appreciate you putting on a strong face and shaking their hand, but no one fucks with my man but me."

“Well, even my pride has a price," Ari rolled his eyes. “But I can swallow it for you."

“Yeah, my man don't come cheap," Amoreena smiled, her hand rolling to the inner part of Ari's thigh. “How does a blowjob sound?"

“I…how? I'm drivin' babe," Ari huffed through a crooked grin.

“I guess you'll have to settle for some road head," Amoreena smiled.

“Uh…wha' now?" Ari's dark eyes went wide as his girl, not so subtly, offered him head.

“You heard me, baby," Amoreena smirked. “I may be your girl with some stuck up extended family, but I ain't no prude. I'm not going to be some domesticated house pet you get to just pump babies into."

“I…of course not babe…" Ari kept his eyes on the road as best he could, but he stole glances of his wife's hand on his leg and the sly grin on her face.

“Did I feel you twitch when I said that comment about babies?" Amoreena cocked a brow.

“I mean…I can't say I'm not excited," Ari chuckled nervously, his big husky frame making it look almost more adorable for such a cute reaction on such a big guy. “Can't say I'll miss the condoms if we start trying, but shouldn't I get you a ring first?"

“We've been together long enough, haven't we? What more would a ring prove?" Amoreena smiled. “I can't wait to start a family with you." Amoreena's hand rubbed over Ari's bulge, her fingers sliding over it, the back of her hand brushing against Ari's flannel shirt.

“Me neither baby doll," Ari smiled, his blush deepening as his girl's fingers played with his thickening bulge. “I mean…when we're ready."

“What if I'm ready now?" Amoreena pressed forward, her hand finding the length of her man's thick hog of a cock and rolling her fingers up and down it, his foreskin rolling in the tightening confines of his pants. “Ready for my big strongman to raw me like he wants a family."

“Oh fuck baby, are you really teasing me right now?" Ari sighed. “I'm trying to focus on the road."

“I know what you're doing. You're taking me to a nice secluded little place out in the country to have me all to yourself. You not excited for a roll with me in the sheets?" Amoreena bit her lip to hold back her grin, her teeth glinting against her ruby lips.

“I mean, hell yeah babe," Ari chuckled out nervously. “I mean, I'll rock your headboard and curl your toes-"

“Yeah? You definitely know how to make my toes curl," Amoreena was not playing fair now. She knew exactly what affect her feet had on Ari.

“But…" Ari's cock throbbed at the thought of knocking up his girl, but it was soured by something that could even quash his own prestigious boner. “I don't think we're ready for a family…like…financially."

“You sure about that big guy?" Amoreena continued to poke and prod at Ari, her hand still rolling over his hard cock in his pants. “You sure you don't want to go bare back and hard? Just the two of us and nothing between. Just the passion and potential."

“I…but seriously, we have so many expenses…"

“Ugh," Amoreena retracted her hand and crossed her arms, her toned muscles showing up against her ivory skin. “You really know how to kill a mood Ari."

“Oh come on babe," Ari stole a few glances at his girl, her lips creased into a fine line as she sat with her arms crossed. “I'm just being realistic here."

“Yeah, and I'm still on my birth control you dork," Amoreena rolled her eyes. “You think I'm going to really trick you into having a kid before we're ready?"

“Well, you know what they say," Ari smirked, putting his large mitt of a hand on her thigh, the toned muscles showing through her ripped jeans.

“What's that?" Amoreena cocked a brow.

“Well," Ari started. “Rings catch girls, but babies trap boys." Ari bounced his brows.

“Ari, really? Did you get that one from my grandparents?" Amoreena frowned.

“Nah," Ari chuckled. “Just saying that if I were to be trapped with anyone, I'd want it to be you out of all the other peeps in the world. You're my girl, baby doll, and I want to be stuck with you forever. I just don't have the scratch for the cute little scamps we would make. I want everything to be perfect for them…even if it's just a fantasy for now."

“Shut up you fool," Amoreena punched Ari's arm, but there was a smile on her lips as she did so.

“Only a fool for you baby," Ari smirked.

“I know babe," Amoreena smiled and rested her arm on his thigh again.

“So…" Ari trailed out that word and lowered his voice. “Someone said somethin' about road head earlier?"

Amoreena just punched him in the side again, Ari didn't even flinch as he chuckled.

“I think you can wait until we get to the bed and breakfast," Amoreena sighed. “Do you think the stories are true?"

“What? About how expensive kids are? Of course," Ari shrugged, knowing he missed his chance at some quality road head.

“Not that, get babies off the brain you big dolt," Amoreena waived his comment off. “I meant about the bed and breakfast being haunted?"

“That? Really? I wouldn't believe that shit in a million years, but I'm more than happy to play along if you want to go ghost hunting."

“Dude, for real though," Amoreena pulled her legs up to her chest, her torn jeans flexing around her powerful legs and her feet in mismatched socks, her sneakers abandoned on the floor of the passenger side. “I read the reviews and it sounds totally legit! I think that it's going to be so cool to spend the night in an old Victorian home."

“Yeah, I just hope the mattress isn't old and squeaky. We don't' need to keep the other residents up."

“Yeah, about that," Amoreena smirked mischievously. “I kind of booked the entire place for us."

“You what? How much did that cost?"

“Don't sweat it, I had my grandparents pay for most of it," she waved off her man's concerns. “I just wanted to be able to look at all the rooms and search the house at my own pace. The last people who had a paranormal event said they could hear the foot paws of the original owner's lion pacing the attic!"

“Or it could have been a raccoon," Ari rolled his eyes. “You're really invested in this, huh?"

“You bet your ass I'm invested," Amoreena bounced in her seat, her excitement making her practically vibrate. “The people before that heard scratching in the walls, and the people before that were real ghost chasers that found the fur of some animals in their beds as though the old pets had come to sleep with them. They even got a ton of crazy EMF readings."

“EMF?" Ari cocked a brow. “What, we talking ET and FBI now?"

“EMF stands for electromagnetic field. The EMF detects ghosts based off their energy instead of a physical property. I even got an app on my phone for reading them!"

“How the heck would your phone be able to read that?"

“Don't piss on my dream here Ari," Amoreena pulled up her phone a little gage like a Geiger counter was displayed. “Let me show you." She put it up to the radio print on the roof of the car, the needle fluctuating. “I tested it before to be sure it works."

“Sorry babe, I'm excited too, but I think we should focus more on the life we make like instead of what happens after."

“I'm a talented girl, I can do both." Amoreena winked. “Besides, we're going to have the whole place to ourselves overnight. The owners are out of town and the staff leaves at ten. Haven't you ever wanted to fuck in fancy parlor? Fireplace roaring, cock deep inside your girl as she bounces on ya?"

“Shit babe, you're really horny, huh," Ari chuckled.

“What can I say," Amoreena shrugged her shoulders as her toes flapped in her socks in excitement. “A new place and an adventure all in one? Makes me hot."

“I can tell," Ari smirked, putting his one hand on Amoreena's knee. He rubbed over it with his thick fingers, his sleeves pulled up to expose his hairy forearms and the watch he kept on his wrist.

“Did someone say something about road head earlier?" Amoreena smirked as she let her legs go back down again.

“I thought I turned you off of that before?" Ari gave a little cocky grin.

“Yeah, don't do it again and maybe you'll get lucky this time," Amoreena's hand slid to interlock with her man's big fingers.

“Yes mam," Ari smirked and kept his eyes on the road as Amoreena's free hand came down to her man's crotch, her toned body leaning over the center console. She was wearing an old cutoff band shirt with one of Ari's flannel shirts tied around her waist. The muscles on her back could be seen on that shirt as it clung to her and wrinkled perfectly to show off the rewards of her powerlifting with her big strongman.

“Need me to undo my belt?" Ari asked, his cock a throbbing long in his jeans.

“And take away the joy of doing it myself? I don't think so." Amoreena's fingers struggled with the buckle. Her powerful hands were fully capable of doing it, hell, she had done it a hundred times before to get her man in the mood, but the position and angle made it a challenge.

One she full heartedly accepted.

With a resounding jingle, the belt buckle clanked in relief as the burning desire behind the man's jeans throbbed its protest in its denim prison.

“So we're really doin' this?" Ari asked as he brushed his free hand down his girl's back, his thick fingers feeling the powerful muscles hidden behind her shirt.

“You can bet my ass we are," Amoreena smirked and popped the button of her man's jeans, his boxers forcing their way out with a particularly dark spot forming on the side. Amoreena slid her hand into the tight space between Ari's legs and cupped his balls while her other hand fished out his dick through the hole in the front of his boxers.

Ari's cock extended with relief into the air, his foreskin rolling back as it was able to freely extend outward. That cock's pink head broke through that glistening foreskin and released it musky aroma. Amoreena did love her man's smell. Ari was a clean guy, but when you have nuts as productive as Amoreena's hot blooded Latin man, there was little that could be done about that perminant air of manly musk he exuded. He would leak just thinking about his girl without sex ever crossing his mind. So when his girl pushed his buttons, it wasn't a surprise to find a slick mess already making that pink head glisten.

Amoreena closed in and pressed her lips against Ari's dick, her lips being graced with the salty slick of Ari's growing need. She decided not to tease him anymore as she slurped his head down, her lips diving until she felt the cold metal of his zipper. Her tongue lulling over that cock as she gave a tender grope on those nuts.

“Holy shit…" Ari gave a gasp as his cock was surrounded with the warm and inviting mouth of his girl. He couldn't hardly hold himself together as she slowly bobbed up and down on his shaft, that cock slicking and schlorking in and out of her talented mouth.

“Focus on the road babe," Amoreena said while popping her lips off that foreskin. “Let me take care of this."

“Oh fuck…" Ari gasped as Amoreena continued to slob on his knob, her lips sliding up and down and her tongue lapping around it, her throat gripping around that head as she continued to suck and slurp at that shaft.

“Amoreena…babe…" Ari kept his focus on the road, but he was already worked up from the whole dirty talking his girl was doing, even if it was half a joke.

“Mmmhmmmm?" Amoreena hummed around Ari's cock and the big guy curled his toes in his shoes as he tried to hold back.

“I'm already so close, could you…umm-Oh Fuck!" Ari knew he shouldn't have said that as Amoreena started to go double time. Her head became a blur as she slurped and sucked at that cock, fondling those balls as she bobbed. Ari couldn't hold back and it took everything in him to keep his eyes on the road as he busted in his girl's eager mouth. Amoreena moved her head back and stroked that cock and slurped on that head while Ari came.

“Holy shit babe," Ari could hardly see, his mind a blur as he came down form the high of that road nut. “I…um…fuck…"

“Yeah, I wanted to get the easy load out of you, not suck the tank dry," Amoreena gave a little wink at her man as she sat back up, but not before tucking Ari's dick back into his pants and zipping him up.

“You're a little freak tonight, huh?" Ari chuckled.

“Well, nothing gets me hotter than the idea of fucking in a new place, and also the excitement of finding something cool and otherworldly. Do you think we'll actually see some ghosts?"

“Shit babe, you still have my cum on your breath and you're already going back to ghosts?"

“No different than when you watch those anime shows," Amoreena gave Ari a little play punch on his shoulder.

“I thought you liked those shows?" Ari furrowed his brow and cocked a sly grin. “You been sucking me off when you're bored?"

“Nah," Amoreena waved off Ari's concerns as she snagged a piece of gum from the glove compartment. “I like the shows, but when it starts to get too harem-y I just loose interest. Why does every attractive person in the show have such a wide-on for the main guy? He never says anything except killing goblins and keeps a damn helmet on."

“Really? That's the part you have a problem with? Not the first episode and how gruesome it was?"

“Meh," Amoreena shrugged. “When it's a story I can detach myself from it. Given, if that little priestess was a friend of mine, that cave would have been burned to the ground."

“There's my girl," Ari chuckled and patted Amoreena's thigh. “So, how about you keep telling me about this ghost stuff and I'll keep pretending I'm listening."

“You dork," Amoreena rolled her eyes. “But if you insist. So the original owner was some crazy animal collector-“

“Oh my god, I was joking," Air chuckled.

“And I gave you road head when I was joking about it," Amoreena shot back.

“Yeah, you were joking, sure," Ari laid the sarcasm on thick.

“Okay, fine, I was only half joking," Amoreena crossed her arms and gave her man a sly smirk. “So, the original owner."

“I'm not going to get out of this, huh?"

“He got strange animals from all over the world," Amoreena ignored Ari's protests.

“I'll take that as a no?"

“And he cared for them in strange ways. Like, he kept his lion in the attic and sent up food for it by the dumbwaiter."

“Yup, that's a no," Ari shook his head.

“And he had a strange collection of ferrets in his basement."

“Wait, ferrets?"

“That got your attention you goof?" Amoreena elbowed her man lightly. “Yeah, he had a prized collection of ferrets in his basement where he bread them to be sold to socialites and special collectors."

“Do they still have any there?" Ari was pretending to be uninterested, but Amoreena saw right through it. Ferrets were Ari's secret obsession. He loved the little wiggly noodle boys.

“The only ones on the grounds are stuffed." Amoreena shrugged. “It was the first thing I looked up once I found out about him breeding them there."

“Aww, that's kind of sad."

“The dude was weird!" Amoreena did a vague gesture with her hands. “If any place is haunted by the ghosts of its previous animals, this is one. So you don't need to get all bent out of shape about some real ghosts or whatever."

“Yeah, so instead of ghosts that would possess me, it's the spirits of animals that could shred me to pieces or cuddle me to death? Sounds like a fun duality."

“I mean, yeah, doesn't that excite you?"

“Well, whatever we're going to be doing, I think the whole breeding thing would be hella fun."

“Is that all you heard after I said the ferrets were stuffed?"

“The only thing that stuck," Ari gave his girl a wink. “Don't get me wrong babe. I'm so happy you get to go ghost hunting. It's just not my thing. I'll be your loyal assistant in the whole expedition, but don't expect me to go above and beyond."

“I'll let you ditch the condoms," Amoreena smirked.

“Those condoms are to keep our finances from becoming ghosts," Ari smirked. “Though…"

“I mean, how about this," Amoreena smirked. “If we actually see a ghost. Like a real, live, undead ghost, we ditch the condoms and you get to raw me until my birth control gives out."

“You really do have babies on the brain, don't you," Ari rolled his eyes, but his cock in his pants throbbing to attention gave away his thoughts on the matter. “Fine. I'll make you a deal. If we see a real ghost, then and only then I'll tear the condoms off and put a baby in you. Sound good?"

“You have no idea how wet I am right now," Amoreena joked. “But for real though. If we see a ghost, I'm going to need my big strongman to keep me safe."

“I have a feeling that if we actually see one I'll need my big strong woman to take care of her big scaredy-cat man."

“Yeah, sure," Amoreena rolled her eyes. “You crush spiders for me all the time. What's the difference?"

“And you catch mice for me," Ari shot back. “We each have our own odd fears. You get the mammals and I get the creepy crawlies."

“Would ghosts still be considered mammals?" Amoreena went off on her tangent thinking about what makes a mammal a mammal.

“I mean, is ghost fur still fur?" Ari was also dragged off onto the tangent with his girl.

The rest of their ride was a spiraling conversation between does being a mammal in life make you mammal in death. The general consensus was no simply because when humans die they become angels and get wings so they are no longer mammals if they have feathers. It was the two's ability to go from cute conversation, to steamy hot sex talk, to random ideas like the ghost mammal conversation that really made the two work. Neither of them were ever too tied to one particular idea or another and usually just went with the flow.

It was that flexibility, and the couples love, that really made the end of their little journey so inevitable.

***

The bed and breakfast was an old Victorian mansion built by a lumber baron back when owning land made you a king by default. It was designed for a man who was going to have generations of wealth, but when the second generation grew up wealthy, they squandered the business and had to sell the home. It passed through several hands until it landed with the great grandchildren of one of the ancestors. They converted it to a haunted bed and breakfast that was quite gimmicky.

Ari carried in the luggage like the man he was and let Amoreena check them in. The walls were a strange mix of mauve and Bordeaux that accented the mounted heads and stuffed animals across the walls. Each of their beady eyes followed whoever walked around the room. The main desk was a large built in bar in the foyer where a large painting of the original owner sat. It reminded Ari of one of those civil war generals crossed with the monopoly guy. He wore a fancy suit, had a monocle and his silvery hair was balding. He was that kind of fat and old where he had no neck, but just sagging skin that drooped down and spilled over the collar of his shirt. The only redeeming quality was that in his lap was his prized ferret. It had beautiful mottled fur and rested atop his other hand that was atop what Ari was assuming was a stuffed lion.

“Again, sorry we were so late," Amoreena apologized. “We tried to get her sooner, but we hit traffic on our way out of town."

“Don't sweat it darling," the old man behind the desk waived off Amoreena's concerns. “You're only ten minutes late and you called ahead of time to let us know. We keep around a bit after closing things up anyway."

The old man was supposed to be the descendant of the man in the painting, but when they arrived he cracked a joke about how he looked like him when he clearly didn't. The man was thin, almost gaunt. He was bony and tight skinned. The only wrinkles on his body were the ones around his eyes and mouth from smiling so much. He wasn't creepy, but if he wasn't so tan from working in the garden at his home that he so proudly talked about, he would look almost like a skeleton.

“But we'll still have access to all the rooms, right?" Amoreena leaned into the desk with her question.

“Of course," the old man continued to wave off Amoreena's concerns. “You wanted the ghost hunting package and we'll leave everything open except for the basement and the attic. Oh, and the back office. We promise we're not hiding ghosts back there, just our tax information." The man chuckled lightly at his little joke.

“So you're hiding ghosts somewhere?" Amoreena smirked.

“Clever girl," the old man crossed his arms. “If you need anything you have my cellphone and you can have your pick of the rooms. The one on the top floor before the attic is the Barron's Suite, so I suggest that one. Has a lovely tub, stained glass, and plenty of ambiance for such a lovely couple."

“I see what you did there," Armoreena smirked. “Trying to change the subject much?"

“Why, I have no idea what you mean, young lady," the man smirked, his dark eyes glittering with mischief. “The Baroness's Suite is one floor down if the Barron's makes you feel too exposed."

“Exposed? I thought the windows were stained glass?" Ari chimed in after being pulled away from a particularly impressive elk mount.

“I'll let you be the ones to figure that out. As for me, I'm off and I'll be back in the morning. Treat the other staff nice while I'm out."

“Other staff?" Amoreena cocked her head. “I thought you were the only one manning the place."

“I am the only man here, but our furry friends will try to keep you entertained until morning, or, more appropriately, they'll try to make you their entertainment. Please do forgive Apollo, he gets the zoomies around midnight." The man made his way to the front door. “Oh, and like I said before, the attic and basement are locked, so try not to get in there. We've had issues with broken locks before, so please don't make us charge you for a security upgrade."

“Of course!" Amoreena was practically jumping form one foot to the other, her sneakers making the old floor boards creek.

“Good," the old man was just a few inches shorter than Ari as he passed by the six foot two strongman. “I'd help you with those bags, but it looks like you've got it handled big guy."

“Yeah, no problem," Ari winked at the guy as he gave Ari a pat on the shoulder. “You've done enough getting the place ready for us. I got the bags."

“Such a gentleman," the old man gave a cute little chuckle. “He's a keeper, isn't he."

“Of course," Amoreena gave him a wink. “Come on Ari! Let's get settled in. I want to scour the place."

“If you use the kitchen, just clean up afterwards," the old man made his way to the door. “Oh, and do be careful about the rocking chair in the Baroness's chambers. It has a nasty habit of hitting the tails of some of our furry friends."

“Yeah! No problem!" Amoreena shouted from the staircase as the two made their way up. The thick carpet that was tacked to the old wood was worn and faded, but yet somehow still inviting in its own way. Like that of a grandmother's cottage.

The old man just nodded as he went to the door and furrowed his brow. In the entry way was an old plastic ball with a bell in it. The old man smiled and picked it up before tossing it into the living room, the bell jingling to a stop.

“Sorry Nix," the old man smiled. “Can't play with you tonight. But I'm sure you're going to make some new friends."

The man closed the door and made his way home, the eerie stillness of the foyer broken by the occasional jingle of that cat toy.

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