Haunt Me, Weiss (MxM)

Polter-gay-st (3)

Chapter 3: Polter-gay-st

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“You need to leave. Go somewhere he won’t be able to see you.” Ezikiel said as he turned to Weiss, he had a serious expression on his face. He stood up and began cleaning around the house as quickly as he possibly could.

“What are you talking about? Who’s he?” Weiss asked as he floated around in the air, hovering over the man’s head while waiting for a response. “And why are you cleaning all of a sudden? You didn’t seem to care a few seconds ago...” Then he glanced over at the screen on which the man had been typing, he noticed a name written on it. It read: Astar Flamotski...

“Listen... I don’t know what you’re looking for, and I told you, you could live here for a while, but don’t be a bother to me... I’m already busy as it is!” Ezikiel said as he continued cleaning uninterrupted, this might have been the first time he’d raised his voice so much at the ghost. “I told you to hide somewhere, he shouldn’t see you, under any circumstances... he shouldn’t...” He repeated within a low mutter under his breath.

“What’s gotten your panties in a twist? You weren’t as emotional a few seconds ago...” Weiss remarked as he continued hovering right above the human’s head. “Tell me, is this Astar Flamotski someone important to you?” The ghost questioned as he was hanging upside down in the air while looking at the human beneath him.

“Yes, he’s very important... he’s my boss and the one person I can’t screw up in front of, or my paycheck is going to disappear quicker than you will if I kick you out, now move!” You could clearly hear the distress within Ezikiel’s voice, indicating just how worried he was about his boss coming over.

“Hey... why would your boss be coming to your house? Isn’t it a bit intrusive?” Weiss asked while following after the man that was cleaning so intensely you’d think he was trying to dig a hole through the ground with nothing but a piece of cloth in his hand.

“I work from home, where else is he supposed to come?” Ezikiel asked as he glanced over at the ghost, he stopped to look at the man for only one second before going back to cleaning.

“I don’t know, if he needs to talk to you he could always just call and if he really needed to meet you in person he should organize it somewhere else. Like his office or something...” Weiss explained while crossing his arms. ‘Damn... he’s trying so hard I feel like I should actually help him a bit...’ He thought to himself while watching the man...

“Weiss, I can’t deal with you right now, he’s going to be here any mo-” Ezikiel felt his entire body freeze in place as the door rang. “...moment...” he continued lowly under his breath while turning to glance behind him. His boss had already arrived at his address. “...you hide...” Ezikiel repeated himself as he headed to the door.

‘Hide, huh? I guess I could do that...’ Weiss thought to himself as he moved closer to the door and observed the person that walked in carefully.

Astar Flamotski, the man that walked in was tall, dressed in a casual dark blue business suit, paired with a yellow tie and a golden tie pin. He had a pair of light blue eyes and dark brown hair that shone so nicely beneath the daylight coming through the still dirty windows of the house.

“I’m very sorry everything is still a mess here, sir...” Ezikiel spoke with more respect than he’d ever shown anyone before. He didn’t have this amount of politeness even to the person that sold him the house. His entire manner seemed to change as he laid eyes on his employer, almost like a smaller animal submitting to one larger than it for the sake of not being harmed.

“Doesn’t matter, give me the report.” Astar spoke with an indifference that made even Ezikiel’s short and emotionless responses seem like they were brimming with feeling. Astar was handsome, yet his stone cold expression and uncaring manner might be the very reason nobody cared approach him carelessly.

“Yes, sir...” Ezikiel instantly agreed as he went to print the documents. He connected his laptop to the printer and began the process. “Should I bring you anything to drink, sir?” Ezikiel asked as he turned to look at the man but instead of locking eyes with him, he avoided his boss’s gaze and instead looked downwards.

“No need.” Astar replied with the same coldness of an iceberg. He sat down waiting for the report to be printed while crossing his arms. The air around him... was intimidating to say the least.

‘Haha... what an interesting guy... and he’s got Ezikiel all tongue tied...’ Weiss thought to himself as he moved closer to Astar. ‘He has a nice face too... how interesting...’ He thought about it for a bit but finally decided. ‘He did tell me to hide, right?’

Weiss moved closer to Astar and at the second he made contact with the man, he managed to possess his body. ‘Damn this body is nice...’ Weiss thought to himself while standing up in Astar’s body and moving to the mirror to look at himself. ‘I don’t remember when the last time it was when I possessed a body like this... how amusing...’ He considered as he heard Ezikiel’s voice behind him.

“Sir... may I help you with anything else?” Ezikiel said as he handed the report to Astar, his gaze still directed downwards as if he was afraid of the man.

‘Hm? Yeah... he doesn’t know I’m inside his boss’s body...’ Weiss thought to himself as he turned around and took the report from the man’s hands then gently put it aside. “Yes, you could help me with something...”

“Yes, sir?” Ezikiel felt a shockwave move through his entire body as Weiss grabbed him by the waist and pulled him closer. “W-what can I help with?” Ezikiel asked as his eyes widened while he tried his best to look away.

“Stop avoiding my gaze... look at me...” Weiss said as he placed his hand beneath Ezikiel’s chin and moved his face towards himself. “I want you to look at me while I do this...” Weiss said while smiling mischievously at the man.

“Huh? S-sir?” Ezikiel felt shivers go down his spine while the man held him. ‘What’s gotten into him? Astar... he’s never acted like this... much less smiled like that... and he’s holding me?’ Ezikiel felt as if his breath had stopped at that moment, he couldn’t move, as if he’d completely forgotten how to.

‘Haha... let’s see how long it takes him to get it...’ Weiss thought to himself as he moved within Astar’s body to bring Ezikiel even closer for a kiss...