Trevor/Bela- sexy text message
Bit open ended, but hope you like it!
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Now that Bela is a more permanent member of the mansion, thereâs a part of Trevor that wonders if he should reach out to her again.  Itâs not like he hasnât overheard her asking about him to Jay and Sam⌠and sheâs not exactly into Eric â he knows sheâs been lying to Jay about still being with him.Â
So⌠sheâs technically single and so is he soâŚ
Decided, he logs onto his chat app that he uses outside of work hours (which he has connected to Samâs phone and she seems rather oblivious, too), and pulls up Belaâs number.
What are you doing, hot stuff?
Thereâs a burst of laughter from the next room. Â
A second later, a message appears.
Thatâs your opening line?  Cute.
Trevor hums.  He doesnât want to be laughed at, he wanted to be sexy.
I was going for sexy.
And you failed.
Letâs try again.  ⌠guess what Iâm not wearing right now?
Another burst of laughing.  âThatâs more sexy coming from a woman!â
Rude. Â
Sheâs not wrong though.Â
Maybe you should tell me what youâre wearing, then?
Canât you literally see me?  I imagine youâre in the room with me.
Actually, Iâm in the pantry.
Why?Â
Itâs where my work laptop is.
Work laptop?
Not important â youâre ruining this sexting thing.
Thatâs because youâre bad at it.
At this point, Bela enters the pantry and closes the door.Â
âAre we alone?â
Yes.
âThen, let me show you what sexting really is.â
He grins with she slowly unbuttons her shirt. Â
âYou see when you sext, itâs more like ⌠Iâve been dreaming about your hands on me all day⌠and then a picture of exactly where you want them to touch,â she says as she massages her bare breasts.
Fuck.  Bela, thatâs ⌠wow.
âThatâs it â thatâs the reaction.  Now, you try,â Bela says, lifting herself onto the counter next to his laptop.  Her legs falling open, but her hands still on her breasts.
The way I wish I wasnât a ghost right now⌠I wish I could be the one touching you.  Using my magic fingers to make you feel like youâre on top of the world. Â
âGod, Trevor,â Bela nearly moans.
He reaches out, barely away from touching her, but knowing he couldnât. Â
Before she says anything else or anything else could happen, the door opens and Sam yells, âOh, my God. Trevor!â
âDonât blame him,â Bela jumps in quickly pulling her shirt back on.  âItâs not like this is one-sided.â
âIt should be no sided!  Youâre not a ghost and heâs not alive!â
âHey, thatâs not fair!  Hetty got to date to Sunil!â Trevor states.  âAnd sheâs a ghost and heâs alive.â
âIt was â not our finest decision ââ
âWait, Sunil gets to date a ghost, but I canât?  Howâs that fair?â Bela asks, affronted.  âI tried to date a ghost, first!â
Trevor gestures at her.  âSee!  And she didnât freak out when she found I was a ghost like he did.â
Sam makes a face.  âGhosts and livings cannot date.â
âSure, we can.â
âYou canât even see him!â
âI can talk to him,â Bela counters.  âWe were just sexting and I am very experienced with toysâŚâ
Sam turns bright red.  âYou know what?  Date a ghost, have fun, but neither of you better tell me anything else â I donât want to know.â
âDone.â
Sam turns to leave the pantry, but stops at the door, âAnd donât tell Jay.â
âNever planned on it.â
âGood.â
She leaves and Bela smiles at him as she locks the door.  âNow where were weâŚâ













