"Blake, that sign says private property," I said. "That doesn't bother you at all?"
"Nah, we're not going to hurt anything, just wanna look around!" he replied, as we drove under the iron arch that spelled CLAYMORE. As we rounded the last curve of the driveway, the abandoned psychiatric hospital loomed into view.
Blake pulled the car to a stop alongside a cracked and broken sidewalk leading to what used to be the facilities front entrance. The skies were gloomy, with dark clouds threatening rain. Blake opened his door & got out, while I reached back to grab a couple of flashlights from behind my seat. When I turned back around, I was greeted to the sight of a Ghostface mask right outside my window. A small gasp escaped my lips, and as he opened my car door, I playfully punched him in the chest.
"Aw come on Calista...don't you like scary movies?!" Blake laughed.
"Yeah, but not in real life. Let's go."
Blake pushed the mask up off his face, reached for my hand & led me down the sidewalk to the doors...which were surprisingly unlocked.
"At least we aren't BREAKING & entering, I guess." I mumbled to myself.
The doors banged shut behind us, & we were left standing in the darkness. I switched my flashlight on, and panned around the room. It was empty, minus some dry leaves scattered around, with paint peeling off the walls, & random pieces of felled ceiling that hadn't moved since it hit the floor. There was a desk surrounded by walls, with a glass window that was now broken. I wondered how many people had come through this doors, how many had done so willingly...and how many were forced. This particular hospital had been abandoned for nearly 50 years.
"Check out that staircase," Blake said, interrupting my thoughts. "I bet that was beautiful back in its day."
"Yeah, just what you want to see when you're signing your life away to some lunatic "doctor," I replied, along with air quotes.
"Babe, I know this isn't really your thing, but I appreciate you being here with me." He put his hand on the side of my face, and then around the back of my neck to pull me in for a quick kiss. I wrapped my arms around his waist, pulled him closer to me and kissed him back harder, sucking on his bottom lip & giving it a quick little nip before pulling away.
"Well, let's get this show on the road then!"
Blake smirked at me, slapped me on the ass and said "alright sexy, follow me!"
We spent the next hour or so walking the halls, going in and out of various rooms, shining our lights on old paperwork, discarded medicine vials, rusty old bed frames. Blake was having fun teasing me, pretending to hear noises, or startle me coming around a corner.
But I had fun teasing him, too. Lots of deep kisses, pulling away just as he was really starting to get into it...sucking on his lip, rubbing my hand across the growing bulge in his jeans, that got bigger after I bent over & rubbed my ass against him. He grabbed me by my hips, & I felt his lips on the back of my neck as his hand brushed away my dark curls. I let him linger there for a minute, pushing my ass against him some more, my hands on his as he gripped my hips tighter. He groaned as I pulled away & spun around, burying my face in his neck. I brushed my lips against his neck, licked it a little & whispered into his ear...