You have been a bitch all week. Simon’s patient with you. He knows it could be a mixture of things — your period coming soon, the holiday season at work, feeling frustrated about how behind your are on holiday prepping, or the fact that you know he has a mission to go on after the new year. You’ve tried to keep your sarcasm and irritation at a simmer with him, but you aren’t perfect. You get overwhelmed and overstimulated and lose your cool.
So he does what he knows best, fuck you. He lets you take your frustration out on his cock. He pistons his hips and fucks you with fervor. The only noise is the slapping of skin, your breathy moans, and his dirty mouth. “J’st like that Lovie.” “Fucking take it.” “Where ya going sweetheart? I’m not done yet.”
You’ve been at it for over an hour. Losing count of your orgasms after the 5th one. By this time you are tired and more than satisfied. Simon knows how to satisfy your bad mood. He’s always been good at that. As he pulls his now soft cock out of you, you try to pull him up. “No no. You got one more left.” He leaves you no time to answer before his mouth is on your cunt licking up his cum from inside you and pushing it back in with his fingers. “Si please. Please it’s so much” you whine against him. Simon’s not easily deterred when he has something in mind. The something in mind this time is your sweet, drolling cunny.
His fingers thrust in and out of you as his teeth nip and sucks on your clit. That coil winding deep in your core starts to get more intense. “Keep fucking clenching on me like that doll. You’re doing so good for me.” You whine at his words, knowing it’s only a matter of time. He angles his fingers just the right way for it to hit your spongey g-spot perfectly. The months and LOTS of practice finally paying off when he finds it quickly. “Fuck simon i cant please! please!” He doesn’t let up to my request. If anything, he starts sucking harder and finger fucking you more intensely.
SNAP. Your orgasm hit you with no forewarning. You scream out as your body releases into Simons mouth. Your squirt dripping down his chin and onto his chest. “Fuck me, you fucking squirted love.” You don’t hear a word he is saying because all of a sudden a huge wave of emotions bubbles in your chest. Before you can even comprehend what is going on, you are sobbing. Heavy breathing sobs with fat tears.
Simon’s frozen for a second. “Love??” He is up and off the bed the edge of the bed in an instant. Making his way up to the top, he grabs your limp body and molds it against his side. “Did I hurt you? What’s wrong?” Your mind is foggy as you shake your head no. You can’t process what’s happening. Sobs heave from you as you try to catch your breath. Simon just continues to hold you, stroking your hair, rubbing across your back and down your body. He’s lost at what he can do. You don’t even know what YOU can do at this moment.
After a few minutes, you can finally breath full breathes now. You take a few deep, grounding breaths, and stiffen. Embarrassment washes over you as you sober up to the last 5 minutes of your life. You open your mouth to apologize, but Simon can sense your mood changes from miles away. “None o’ that.” You lay in his arms for a while, trying to calm yourself.
“That’s never happened before.” You state outloud when you can muster yourself up to speak. “Wouldn’t mind it happening again?” You look up at him incredulously. “I meant the crying.” You cower in on yourself at the thought of how you sobbed for no apparent reason. “Sweetheart. We both know i’m not the most in tune with my emotions, but i’m pretty sure your body just needed a way to release the tears you’ve been neglecting to shed.” You sigh deeply into his chest, feeling emotionally and physically spent.
“It’s still embarrassing.” You go to move, but he pulls you right back to where you were. “The first time I came home to you from deployment, remember how I finished fucking you in doggy? I cried as I came. Never happened to me before. I was just mortified and embarrassed, but it didn’t matter because I was home with you. I don’t care if you cry darling. Wouldn’t be the first one in this relationship to do so during sex.” He continues to stroke your hair. “I didn’t know that.” You whisper back to him. “It happens sometimes sweetheart. Nothing embarrassing about it.” You nod your head and nuzzle into him.
After laying there for some time, you groan. “Gotta shower. You have dried squirt on your face and i have dried cum on my legs.” You raise yourself from his grasp and walk towards the bathroom. “I wasn’t kidding about trying that again by the way. I NEED to try that again.” Your laugh rings through the bathroom as he hears the water being turned on. “Okay big guy. Come on.”
a/n: This is my first time writing smut please be kind. off work today so i figured i’d crack out some pending wips that just needed a little a TLC. i haven’t proofread this (nothing new). ill come back later and fix her up. comments, reblog, critics, and likes welcomed and appreciated ❤️🔥 xoxo lollie 💟
