#fem!subby readerstu macher

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Bakin' with ghostie

Pairings: ghostface x afab!fem!reader

Suggestive but not real smut, I think.

2,359 words

She sighed with annoyance at the phone ringing, her attention taken away from her baking for just a moment and instead falling onto the annoying noise. "Hello..?" She grumbled, taking her eyes away from the mixing bowl to grab the receiver. She brought it up to her head and placed it against her ear, still holding the floury spoon in the other. "Who is this..?" She asked bluntly, she was in the middle of a nice recipe after all

. "It's your favorite psycho…" The voice on the other end of the line said. The voice itself? Unbelievably attractive. Seductive. There was this dark, sinister undertone to it, the voice of a complete psychopath. And yet, despite the danger that lurked behind it… It was hard not to be drawn in… His voice was like a drug. It was like he knew that his voice had the power to manipulate others… To control

them. Just like that, his voice sent ice-cold chills down her spine..

"why hello" she said in a flirty tone back as she smiled and continued to mix the flour, "where were you this past month, young man?" she asked jokingly like a parent would to their child.

"I've been.. Busy.." He responded with a low, smug chuckle. The way he spoke was like someone who was talking down to another person as if they were lesser than him. A slight bit of disdain was mixed in with the playfulness, but it was so subtle as to not be noticeable. "What about you, my sweet angel?" He asked with a small smile, his tone turning back into something a little sweeter - but it was hard to miss the underlying threat in his words.

"i havent decided on the flavor yet..what do you like?" she asked as she cracked the eggs in.

"oh you know, uni and then home, the usual" she said as pressed the phone to her ear and used her other hand to hold the bowl, "I'm baking a cake," she said in a cheery tone.

"Oh? What kind of cake?" He asked with a small, charming smile. His voice was soft and caring now, as if the whole 'psycho with a knife' bit never even happened. He talked to her like he had always cared about her.. Like she was some princess that needed to be protected.. But you knew that it was just a big game.. What was he planning? What was his goal in being so kind right now?

"Now.." His tone returned back to that dark, menacing edge as his smile faded once more. "What are you doing?" He whispered, his voice taking on a serious, stern tone. "Anything interesting..?"

"Oh.. I'm not picky.." His voice was smooth, his charming smile coming right back. "Surprise me."" He let out a soft, seductive chuckle as soon as the words left his mouth.

she smiled as she started mixing the melted chocolate and cocoa powder into her batter, a little bit of the hot chocolate splashed to her neck and a little of her cleavage and she let out an inaudible wince because of the temperature, "nope just baking" she said smoothly as she licked off the chocolate on her collarbone with her finger.

"Oh? Just baking?" He responded, his voice dripping with an almost smug, sarcastic undertone. "Nothing else?" He asked in that same low, soft tone as before. Once again, it was hard to miss the coldness behind it.. The hint of malice there. He gave off this air like he was always playing… Always watching. "Just.. baking?" He said again, but this time with a laugh that made him sound dangerous.

she smiled that smirking smile of hers as she very slowly licked off the chocolate off her finger,

"Is it working?~" He teased, his face showing the smallest shred of that same old 'charm', but at the same time.. There was something sinister to him once more. He didn't respond at first, but then he let out that dangerous chuckle again.

"mhm maybe trying to seduce you" she said in that sickly sweet tone of hers, that slight hint of darkness leaking in at random times.

"Is that so..?" He asked with those same subtle hints of danger in his voice as he watched her. There was a coldness to him still.. But there was almost something else. A slight hint of.. What was it? He was a little hard to read.

"is it? you tell me, stranger" she said as she mixed the batter again and then set it aside and started turning on the oven as she bent down very obviously to show off her rear.

His eyes followed her as she bent down.. She had that same effect on all men.. It didn't take a psychopath to figure out that she looked beautiful in that baking outfit, and in her tight shorts. He let out an amused, subtle laugh before speaking, almost to himself.

"You're certainly looking quite appealing.." He spoke with a teasing tone, as if his voice was dripping with lust as he spoke now.

she flinched to find him in her house suddenly but then she signed and let out a giggle as she walked over and gently booped his nose, '' hi" she said sweetly as she went back to mixin the cake.

A little 'hmpf' escaped him as his nose was booped, an almost instinctual reaction. "That was incredibly cute." He commented with a small chuckle, as if to tease her, but he also seemed to enjoy it. "What are you baking anyway?" He asked, a little bit of that cold edge coming back into his voice - not enough to ruin the moment, but just enough to point to his previous mood and let her know it was still there.. Looming.

"What else can you bake, princess?" He asked, his voice holding that same soft, sweet tone. He was very good at this.. It was almost natural to him.

"cake, or would you like cupcakes? i can do both, i just feel like baking" she said with a hum as she mixed the batter.

"Surprise me..*" He said with a teasing, smoldering smile as he leaned over the counter. "Just make sure it's delicious.." He added with a subtle smirk, coming a little bit closer to her as she stood there in that 'baking outfit' of hers.

she smiled and dipped her finger in the batter and poped her finger in his mouth as she kept her eyes on his lips and only looked up when he took her finger in. she knew exactly how to get him excited.

He let out an almost satisfied groan as her finger was placed in his mouth, his eyes widening a bit at the sensation. She sure knew how to keep a man on his toes.. He was practically eating out of her hand. He enjoyed the taste of the batter as he looked up at her, a small smile still on his face.

she took her finger out and licked the remainder off, very seductively. "mm I'm still learning" she said as she went to her cupboard and got out cupcake liners and a cupcake baking tray, her backside looking adorable paired with that cute apron.

she walked back over and smiled at him innocently, a false thing to cover up how she was intentionally doing this to him, she started lining the liners on the tin. she glanced up at him ever so often, the only thing separating them is the counter.

A little shiver ran down his spine as he watched her do that, and it was the first time in a long time that his predatory instincts actually kicked in. He stepped towards her slightly, his eyes running up and down her body with that same lustful, hungry look in his eyes that was always there… But this was stronger. The kind of look you'd give a particularly tasty dessert that you know you're ready to.. Devour.

"You look delicious.." He mumbled, before speaking once more in his smooth, charming voice, but there was an undertone of hunger to it now, like some kind of animal desperately waiting for its meal. It was almost.. Scary in a way. "How can I help?" He asked, his eyes still running down her body as he spoke like some kind of predator watching its prey.

she smirked when she heard his comment, "could you get the whipping cream from the fridge?" she asked sweetly as she started to pour the batter into their molds, concentrated.

He stood up, his eyes lingering a little longer than they needed to as he made his way to the fridge. He made sure to let his eyes travel up and down her body a couple more times.. He took the time to admire her curves, before he came back with the cream he had gotten for her.. He set it on the counter, almost reluctantly.

"Anything else, princess..?" He asked, his voice once more dripping with that familiar charisma of his as he leaned on the counter, one arm resting on it as his body leaned over.

"no this is good, thank you, sweetheart," she said in that smooth voice of hers as she went over to the oven and put the tray in, bending over just right, and arching her back.

His breath hitched.. Just a bit, when she bent over in that tight apron, his gaze following every motion of her like his life depended on it. He couldn't help it.. She was too good at what she did. He was always staring, but this was different.. He was staring like a starving animal. Like a man that was ready to.. Consume her.

she came back up and grabbed a bowl to start mixing the whipping cream in, he watched again, his eyes lingering more than he should be.. He was a lot of things: charming, charismatic, and dangerous.. But he was a hungry man, and he was starving for her. He continued to watch her movements, his body leaning in against the counter as he let his eyes travel over her body once more. "Need any help with that?" He asked eventually, still staring. His voice was soft and alluring once more.

"nope" she said as she started the mixer and making the whipped cream. the cream kept slattering on her apron and again on her collarbone and a little bit on her cleavage, god shes making this difficult. His eyes stayed on her, glued to her every movement. He was in her control, and he knew it.. He didn't even know how she had managed to get him to this point already. He leaned on the counter even more, that hungry look on his face now very noticeable.

"I've never had the pleasure of learning some more details about you.." He said with the faintest hint of a grin, his warm breath hitting her face as he leaned closer. "What else can I help with, angel?" He asked, his eyes roaming over her body again.

"you wanna be of use to me?" she asked, very obviously suggestive. she let out a giggle when she looked up from the cream and saw how desperate he was gettting.

There was no mistaking it now.. He was desperate for her in that moment. A desperate, hungry animal. "Tell me." He said with that same suggestive tone in his voice, leaning in as close to her as he possibly could.

"How can I prove myself the biggest help to you?"

she leaned in and put one whipped cream-covered finger on his cheek. she looked at him like she was gonna let him have her right then, "do the dishes" she said with a cheeky grin as she pulled away.

There was a small pause before he chuckled and responded, "Whatever you say, princess." He said with a flirtatious grin, his eyes lingering on her lips as if he was waiting for her to kiss him. She was truly a master at this, he couldn't help but feel both impressed and a little scared. She was the first person to make him feel this way.. This feeling, this.. Hunger was so intense for her.

"hmm..maybe im not sure..let me finish baking first" she said as she turned off the machine and walked over to the oven and took out the cupcake tray with kitchen gloves.

"Anything else?" He asked.. "Anything at all..?"

"Of course, princess. Anything for you." He said, smiling as he stepped aside and let her walk by him. He continued watching her.. Her movements, her body, the way she moved. It was like watching an artist create the most beautiful painting.. Or a model posing on a set. He was a man that appreciated beauty, after all. He appreciated it a lot.

as soon as she finished her baking and he did the dishes, he was all over her. he put her up on the counter and started kissing her like he was starved.

She let out a quiet gasp as he took her and put her up on the counter, but she didn't resist.. Not even for a single second as he kissed her. She kissed him right back, the kiss starting off sweet and soft.. But as it went on, it grew more intense, deeper.. More passionate. As if there was nothing else in the universe right now that mattered. All that mattered was the two of them.. Just the two of them. She was all he wanted.. And she wanted him, he was prying off her apron and shirt in an intense hurry.

"desperate, are we?" she teased.

The way she teased him made him laugh a bit even as he kept taking her clothes off of her.

"Do I seem desperate to you..?*" He whispered his voice low and full of need, his hand on her thigh.

"If I seem desperate it's only because I'm dying of thirst right now.. And you're the only thing that seems.. Bountiful enough to quench that burning thirst."

and fin :]