Wild Thing
𖤐Pairing: Con-artist! Ghost x Wife! Reader
𖤐Pronouns: She/Her
𖤐Warnings: smut, harsh language, jealously, flirting, smoking, P in V, kissing/making out, age gap couple, con-artists, dirty talking, Y/n is a smooth-talker,
𖤐Summary: Ghost and Y/n are con-artists, stealing from the rich, and Y/n is the secret weapon, she is a smooth talker and gets people talking while Ghost her husband steals from them or kills them
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The West End Train, one of the longest trains ever running, it run from Oklahoma to Oregon, a long train ride for sure, with of course stops in between. But what was interesting about it is the amount of rich people that use it, a thief's and con-artists dream!
This is where Ghost and Y/n are sitting in the first class train car, in the back, Ghost lowering his head so his hat covered his face as Y/n leans on him and looks around for their first victim.
She stands up and walks to an older man, Ghost looks up seeing her touch the guys shoulder and sitting next to him. The guy paid very, very close attention to Y/n, and her words.
"I like your tie," she starts off with something little, a compliment. The guy looks down at his tie and starts messing with it.
"T-Thank you," his eyes start to wonder around her body, she was in a small red dress that hugged her curves just right, and it stopped at her mid thigh. He then looks at her thighs and travel up to her breasts that were slightly exposed.
"Where are you heading?" She asks.
"I'm heading to Kane, Utah," he says, he seems like he was resisting the urge to touch Y/n.
"Oh really? I'm heading all the way to Douglas, Oregon," she says.
Ghost sits up and moves to the seat behind the man and Y/n, Y/n still sweet talking him, complimenting him, gently touching small things about him, his shirt, back to his tie, and messing with the strands of his white and black hair.
He leans forward and sees his wallet, he slowly starts moving it from his back pocket, picking it and pulling out $500 from his wallet, he then drops it and taps the man on his shoulder.
"Sir, you dropped your wallet," Ghost says.
"Oh thank you," he bends down to pick it up.
"Anyways, I should head back to my seat, sorry for bothering you-"
"Oh no, it's okay," he gives Y/n an awkward smile at her as she gets up and heads back to sit next to Ghost.
"How much did you get?" She asks, leaning closer to Ghost.
"$500," he sounds annoyed.
"Aww~ Ghost, are you jealous? It's okay, you know that I'm all yours," she says, her hand gliding up his thigh and landing on his belt.
"You're pushing your luck, sweetheart."
"Oh am I? I'm so scared," she says with sarcasm, slightly giggling at him and she leans back in her seat, crossing her legs and resting her hands on her lap.
She then sees someone else, Ghost watches as she gets up and heads to the guy that looks a bit younger then the first one, she crosses her legs and just nods at him, when he turned to look at her.
His jaw was on the floor when Y/n sat next to him.
"Hi," he says.
"Hi, sorry, someone is in my seat, I hope you don't mind if I stay here for a little bit do you?"
"N-Not at all," he stutters.
Since he was younger, he must have never met a woman before or something, all stuttering, messing with his fingers, his tense body language, and how he looks immediately sweaty when Y/n sat down.
"Oh good," she says, crossing her legs again. "Sorry, am I distracting?" She asks.
"I-I mean a little-but it's a good distraction."
"A good distraction? I've heard that before," she giggles at him.
Ghost gets up and heads down the aisle picking the guys pocket quickly opening it and pulling out $200. He had a bit less then the older guy, but it'll do, he heads back down the aisle, handing the guy his wallet.
"Are you Jacob?"
"Yeah?"
"I found your wallet in econ."
"Econ, why was it up there?"
"Beats me kid, you should be lucky I found it before someone else did," Ghost says, dropping the wallet in his lap now, and walked back to his seat.
"Oh looks like my seat is finally open, guess I should head back, sorry for being a...distraction."
"That's okay."
As she heads back and plops down next to Ghost.
"Was there more?"
"Less, but it'll do," he says, now counting the money. "We have $700, we need a bit more."
"How much more?"
"At least a few more wallets," Ghost teases now.
"Ghost," she groans.
"Come on, love, do your fucking magic," he says, grabbing her chin making her look at him.
"What do I get out of these, again?"
"You know what you get, I don't need to explain it to you."
"Oh, but I forgot...can you show me, instead?" She teases back with a smirk on her face.
"You are a dangerous woman, love."
"Good." She smirks.
Ghost stood up and shuts the door to their private booth, he also drawn the blinds down, he starts to remove his jacket, and starts unbuckling his pants, and walks towards her. He cups her face and starts kissing her, holding her wrists.
He then starts to pull down her dress to the ground. Ghost smirks at her and starts kissing between her breasts, earning a soft moan from her. Her hands going to his dirty blonde hair and slightly pulling at the strands.
Ghost removes his clothes now and pins Y/n on her back, he was so gentle with her, he kisses her neck, down to her neck to her thighs now. He sits up and lines himself up at her entrance, she smiles biting on the joint of her finger and moans when he slowly pushes into her.
"Ah! W-Wow," she moans. She touches his lower stomach wanting to feel his toned stomach up to his buff chest. Her hands holding his neck and pulling him down to start kissing him again.
"Damn, baby," he moans, holding her waist and moving a bit faster, her moans filled the cart, he then flips her on her stomach, holding her butt and gently squeezing her.
His left foot was on the ground to keep him balanced and the other on the plush cushion. He starts to talk dirty to Y/n close to her ear, she was moaning, and she would squeeze around his dick.
He would groan and moan every time she would squeeze around him. She was all sweaty and her knuckles turned white when she felt herself close to coming.
"G-Ghost, I-I'm..."
"I know, baby," he groans as he watches her go down into the pillow letting out a muffled moan as Ghost kept hitting her spot over and over till cum started to leak from Y/n. Ghost smirks seeing it spill from her.
He keeps going, balls slapping against her, his hands slapping her ass and squeezing her as well, he starts becoming a bit rough, he would go as far as feeling like he was going to pull out and before his tip was almost out slam back into her. The loud and lewd sound of wet smacking filled the small cart.
He was rough, she was moaning and could barely keep herself up on her hands, but every time he slammed into her she would fall on the cushions, she fell to where she just accept laying on the cushion.
"Fuck, fuck," he cusses. Ghost felt himself about to cum, he trusts into her a few more times before letting out a moan and pulls out, cum leaking from her clit and beads of cum spilling from his tip.
She fell flat on the cushions, her hair covered her face, and he leans down moving the hair from her face, he sees that she was asleep, he smirks leaning down and kissed her cheek.
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Ghost leans on the doorframe of his private cart, watching people walk pass him, he had a cigar lit and watched as the lady pushing the cart came by, he bought a few snacks for once Y/n wakes up.
"Thanks," he says, tipping his hat.
He heads back into the cart shutting the door and looked at Y/n asleep. But it wasn't long and she starts to stir in her sleep, she sits up and Ghost gave her some roasted peanuts.
"Where are my clothes?" She asks.
"On the ground, I didn't put them on you because you were laying like a rock. I couldn't move you," he says.
Y/n grabs her dress, but put the peanuts into her hand and placed them into her mouth, she then stood up and starts getting it back on.
"We have a few more stops," he says.
"Great," she yawns. "Then we can get off this stupid train, my ass hurts from sitting so long." She grumbles.
"Aren't you a ball of sunshine," he says.
"I'm tired, I want to get off this stupid train," she says again.
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"Come on, love," Ghost says, taking her hand as they got off the train and headed to a hotel for a few nights.
"God, how much money do we have?"
"Well, after a few more wallets....$12,000."
"Shit."
"Let's go-"
"HEY THEIR THEY ARE!"
"THEY STOLE FROM ME!"
"THEY TOOK MY WALLET!!"
"GET THEM!"
"SHIT!" They both yelled and ran from the people they stole from laughing their asses off.
"Thought we were slick?" She says.
"NOT HELPING, Y/N!"
