I need Simon pathetic creep
Simon’s staring at you again. It’s gross, he stares like he’s starving- eyes wide and vacant of any thought other than want. Like a starved coyote, jaws dripping with feral spit- even with a mask on, that’s how he looks. Ever since you made fun of him to his face, which ended with the two of you jerking each other off in a back ally- some sort of drunk competition to see who was better with their hands, you won- he’s been glued to you like this.
You’re not sure why, considering you embarrassed him. But- at the end of a long grueling day, being followed around by a fucking skull faced freak- he keeps showing up to try and pin you down, pawing at you greedily. He’s always flushed, acting like he can’t seem to get any air in his lungs as he humps your hip. You growl and snarl to no avail- Simon’s decided you’re his outlet, for better or for worse.
“C’mon- just jerk me off again, birdie- fuck, can’t cum without it now,” he groaned, pouting when you told him to hump your boot instead since he was such a fucking mutt. “Y’ mean, bird. Can’t believe anybody wastes their time with you.”
He says that, but he still humps your boot.
He stares at you constantly, eyes your utensils when you eat- your favorite boxers went missing, you keep coming back to cum sticking to your bed sheets that weren’t there before. And of course- Simon stroking his cock languidly in your chair when you come back to your barracks.
“Gonna fuck me proper yet, birdie?” He grunts, and you can see by the way he’s twitching that he’s gonna come soon. “Keep dreaming, twat- and change these sheets, you fucking perv!” You snap, leaning over to flick his engorged cock head- rolling your eyes when he jerks and cums with a whimper. Fucking animal.
When you wake up from a nap to the sound of him sucking and licking at your vibrator, you finally break. Snatching the man by his shirt collar, shoving him down into the bed as he looks up unashamedly. Snatching your vibrator out of his hand- fuck, he got his nasty ass spit all over it!
“Jesus, you’re such a fucking freak, Simon! Why don’t you just leave me alone!” You snarl, yanking down his shorts- making his thick weeping cock hit his stomach with a grunt.
“Need you, birdie. Only one for me,” the lieutenant snarks back flatly, his fingers gripping the fat of your ass and trying to make you sink onto his cock- whining when you sit on top of it. Turning on the vibrator, the both of you twitching at the new sensation. Your cunt is sopping, of course it is! You’ve been trying to ignore the huge mammoth of a human begging for you to fuck him- it’s very distracting!
“Not the only one for you, dumbass- shit! Just the only one you ever bother to look at!” You snap back, grinding up and down against his dick as he grits his teeth and groans. The vibrations are so good- of course he comes almost immediately, splattering across his hairy gut as the man lets out the most sinful noises you’ve ever heard.
His hips snap up on instinct when you don’t slow down, eyes widening as overstimulation hits the bastard like a brick. “Wh- wait- wait- sensitive-!” The lieutenant snaps, grunting when you shove his head back down against the bed by his throat. Working yourself over faster, turning up your vibrator and making the man beneath you spasm.
“Should’ve thought of that before you decided to be a fucking creep, Simon- stupid fucking weirdo- asshole- pervert!” Your voice is starting to crack now, heaving for air as your hips mindlessly rut- his head catching against your entrance on a particular grind downwards that has Simon yelping out. He doesn’t look angry though- fuck, he looks like he’s drunk, face red and sweaty as his hand reaches up to grip yours- forcing you to choke him harder.
“Fuck- you fucking- freak! You wanna play that game? Then- fine-!” You snarl, finally lifting your hips and sinking down in one fell swoop. Simon howls pitifully, and you feel another burst of cum hit your insides- but you still don’t slow down, instead starting a brutal pace slamming your hips into his. The man’s moans are high pitched, squeaking out choked noises of ecstasy as you ruin him.
“Love you birdie- love my birdie, my pup- my bitch- mine, mine- please- ruin me, c’mon- please-“ Simon gasps out, obsessively gripping your wrist like you were going to rip yourself away at any moment. The vibrator is nearly too much now, and you can’t help the way your cunt clamps down against the Lieutenant’s cock so tight he sees stars.
You can’t help the way you come around his fat dick, eyes rolling into the back of your head as you rock your hips through your own orgasm. You can distantly hear Simon’s wheezed whimpers, but ignore it in favor of drawing out your climax as long as you could. Finally shutting off the vibrator with a click, pulling your hand from his throat and eyeing the bruise starting to form there.
Simon is staring up at you like you hung the moon and the stars, absolutely out of his goddamn mind. “Kiss me, please- need you to kiss me,” he murmurs softly, so- different from the angry asshole he was in the alleyway the first time you two fucked. Utterly obsessed.
You let out a sigh, leaning down and settling against his chest as you press your lips against his- long and slow, satisfied with the way he moans pathetically against your mouth. He definitely said that he loved you during sex- and you are not touching that subject with a ten foot pole. Not while his cock is still softening inside you, endorphins making you gently kiss the pervert who’s been practically stalking you across base.
Maybe you could make this work.
