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Heyyy! I know I haven't written in so long (sorry) so I decided I'd give you guys a little snippet of a fanfic I've been SLOWLY working on. It's a rewrite of this fanfic: Car Troubles
Read below the line for a small snippet. Love you guys lots! If there's anything you'd like to see me add to the fanfic that you think would fit to spice it up a bit, please let me know 🫶
I rushed down the stairs as Simon repeatedly knocked on the door. “Jesus, Si! Give me a minute!” I shouted. “C’monnn let me in!” Simon said in his joking tone. Grunting heavily, I opened the door and saw that stupid smile plastered on his face.
Simon and I made plans about a week ago to go see a drive-in movie. Childs Play was the movie. It didn’t matter if the movie was good or not ‘cause Simon and I were just gonna makeout like stupid teenagers - which was exactly what we were. Fitting, right?
“Come in. I gotta find a sweater,” I said as my hand waved for him to come inside. He did as told and stepped inside, looking around at the familiar surroundings. I walked over to the closet and rummaged for a sweater. After finally finding a sweater, I put it on and Simon whistled in amusement. “My sweater, huh?” He hummed.
I playfully rolled my eyes and walked over to him. “Haven’t had the chance to return it, y’know?” A smile crept onto his lips. “Uh huh.. Like you were gonna give it back?” He sarcastically said. “It’s cozy and smells like you,” I leaned in and placed a peck on his lips. He then pulled me forward slightly and connected our lips again.
Fuck. Something about his lips was intoxicating. Too intoxicating.
I pulled back reluctantly, not wanting to be late for the movie. “We can’t be late for the movie so put a pin in that thought,” I chuckled and opened the front door. “Fuck, why can’t we skip the movie so I can go down on you in the living room?” Simon groaned in horny frustation. I just laughed at his comment and we made our way towards his car
“I need you to take a picture with your ass out and your back bent in with your pussy barely peeking through from a low angle with your face in it winking with your tongue out and your feet in it and your arch is exposed and your toes clenched and your torso at 3/4 rotation with your side boob and your nipples just out of sight with a choker on and your panties around your waist with the middle pulled to the side and your hands through the sides of the panties lifting them upward as your cheeks are out and I need a weapon”
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Summary: Simon admits feelings for the girl he truly adores… you. Little did he know, you had feelings for him too. This entire fanfic takes place at your house btw!
Warnings: Cock sucking, moaning, dirty talk, leaving hickeys, kissing, partially undressing in front of someone, semen!, eye contact, eye contact while giving a blowjob, handjob, spitting on cock, hair tugging, swearing, praising kink, hair pulling kink.
Pairing: Simon Kalivoda x Female Reader
Word Count: 2,261
“Do… do you love me?” The words come out slowly, hesitantly, as if they’re difficult to get out. Simon bites his lip nervously, hoping that I’ll answer honestly.
“Of course I do!” I reply quickly, without hesitation. That’s the most honest i’ve ever been. I’d never lie to Simon. “Have I not been obvious…?” I furrow my eyebrows in confusion.
Simon nods his head slowly and smiles softly. “Yeah… you kinda have.” He says quietly, still unsure of how much I actually know.
I look away from his gaze for a second, trying to comprehend how I’ve so stupidly hid my affection from him. My gaze quickly meets his again as my lips form a tender smile. “From now on, I’ll make sure to be obvious as to how much I love you!” I chime up, trying the lighten the dim mood.
Simon’s smile grows wider as he laughs softly, leaning back against the wall behind him. I notice his hands are shaking slightly from obvious nervousness, but only for a second or two before he calms them down. “I’d love that.”
“Is there something else that’s wrong?” I stare deeply into his eyes with a serious and stern look, him seeming to be more nervous than ever before.
“No, no… nothing wrong…” He shakes his head and takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. It seems like he’s struggling to find the right words to say. “...just… never mind.”
“Oh. Alright.” I look away awkwardly, not wanting to pry away at information he doesn’t want to share. The tension and silence builds up.
After a moment, he finally lets out a long sigh and looks over at me, meeting my gaze with his own. “You’re probably wondering why I’m so anxious about telling you this…”
“Yeah. I am.” I reply.
“It’s because I’m afraid you won’t understand it… or worse; think less of me.” He gives an apologetic look, clearly embarrassed by what he’ll say next.
I place a hand on his shoulder and stare deeply into his eyes with a sense of love and adoration hidden behind them. “Nothing will ever make me think less of you. You are my sweet, loving, caring best friend and nothing will ever change that.” I reassure with a soft, comforting tone.
“Thank you…” He says, smiling widely now. He leans forward and presses his forehead against mine. “I was worried that you might think less of me if you knew…”
“Knew what?” I lower my voice to the appropriate level.
Simon’s smile falters for a second before returning, looking lovingly into my eyes again. “Well… I have a crush on you.”
My eyes widen in surprise. I pull away and attempt to comprehend that information. “Really?”
“Yeah, yeah I do. It’s just… well… I’ve always had feelings for you…” His expression grows more serious as he speaks, staring directly into my eyes. “And, I didn’t wanna ruin our friendship by confessing.”
“Oh Simon… how long have you felt this way?”
“A while now. But then, when we were hanging out together like this, talking, laughing, joking around, it just got harder and harder not to talk about it.” He sighs heavily.
My lips form a bright smile, slightly mischievous as i get more excited to share the news he absolutely wants to hear. “I think you’re gonna like what i have to say about that.”
“Really?” He smiles broadly, leaning back slightly so that he can look me straight in the eyes once more. “What is it?”
“I have a crush on you too.”
Simon’s eyes grow wide as he stares back at me, unable to believe what he’s hearing. “You… you mean it?”
“Mhm.” I nod my head in agreement.
His face flushes a bright red and he looks away from me, biting his lower lip. “But… why me? You could have anyone.” His voice cracks lightly, the raspyness really showing with each word.
“Because you’re… you! You are the only person that’s ever wanted to spend time with me, talk to me, go on long car drives with, smoke with…” I respond with genuine love. My heart is poured out with every single word. Every word having meaning and genuine truth. The weight is lifted off my chest, now he knows I adore him and I don’t have to talk Kate’s ear off about it anymore.
Simon nods slowly. “I know right? But still… why me?” He asks, his voice cracking slightly as he does so.
“Let me just go get a water from the kitchen real quick, then I’ll explain everything, okay?” I point behind me towards the bedroom door. Simon nods in agreement and patiently awaits my arrival.
After a few minutes, I come back with a cold glass of water. The bed creases a little bit as I sit down beside Simon. The tension between us is heavy.
“Okay… here we go.” He says softly, looking into my eyes again. “So tell me everything. Every single detail.” He says with a slight excitement hidden behind his eyes.
“So… I think my crush on you started in 5th grade when we hit our one year friendship.” I admit with hesitation, wanting Simon to know all the little details.
“Really?” He chuckles quietly, lowering his hand down to mine and squeezing gently. “And how did it progress after that?”
“Oh you have no idea.” I sigh heavily. “I started seeing you very, very, very differently. Every time you look at me, I feel my heart pound ten times faster.” I reply with a slight chuckle.
“You mean like… romantically or something else…?” His cheeks flush brightly once more.
“Romantically. But, I’ve definitely thought of you sexually…” My voice trails off, unsure if I should continue talking.
“Oh.” He looks away shyly, biting his lip lightly. “Um… well… what about me?” He asks quietly, almost afraid to hear the answer.
“Just casual sex stuff, I guess. For example, I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long ever since we played spin the bottle and I got to kiss you that one time.” I answer nonchalantly, admitting something that’s been picking at me for so long.
“Well… uh… do you want to kiss me right now?” He asks quietly, feeling embarrassed about asking such a question.
“Mhm.”
Simon smiles softly, leaning forward towards me. His lips are only inches from mine now, breathing heavy and fast as the tension builds up between us. I connect our lips quickly, slowly moving the kiss in sync. The passion grows intense, more eager for more.
He closes his eyes tightly as I kiss him, enjoying every second of it. His heart races faster than normal, beating rapidly through his chest. My arm snakes around his neck, pulling him closer as the kiss deepens. I moan into his mouth. My other hand slowly inches its way across every surface of his body.
His tongue slides into my mouth. He lets out soft groans of pleasure as he feels my hand running all over his body and enjoying the feeling of my fingers digging into his skin. He pulls away from the kiss and runs his hands along my waist, squeezing gently. “So beautiful…”
“Say more stuff like that…” I hum under my breath, adoring the praises of my beauty.
“So beautiful and so perfect…” He repeats, squeezing my waist with more intimacy.
The way he talks makes me blush furiously. I can feel my face turn bright red as the heat washes over my features. My body tingles all over from the sheer excitement of finally being able to lock lips with such a pretty-looking boy like him. The way he kisses me makes me dizzy with passion. All thoughts leaving my mind except for one - him.
He mumbles words of pure adoration as he slowly leaves a trail of kisses along my jawline and my neck. Lightly sucking and biting on the sensitive skin as to leave a mark of his love. Small purple and red hickeys form on my neck, making the skin much more sensitive than before. Even the slightest touch causes a shiver to course down my back.
“S-simon… I need you~” I whimper under my breath, feeling somewhat awkward about admitting such a bold thing.
He stops kissing my neck and leans back up to look me straight in the eyes. God, even his eyes were pretty. A light shade of blue that, once met, can make you feel lost. “You need me?” He whispers with both a disbelieving and seductive tone.
Even meeting his eyes with my own sends my thoughts to completely fade from my mind. All I can do is nod my head slowly in agreement, being unable to muster words.
As if something came over me, I fall to my knees in front of him with a bold look. My eyes express how much i want this, his eyes showing the same. My hands work magic and without another second passing, his pants were pooled onto the floor beneath him, leaving his lower half covered by only his boxers. Even the sheer sight of him in his boxers had my stomach filled to the brim with fluttering butterflies.
Simon lets out a small gasp of pure ecstasy as I pull down his pants. A wash of blush covered his face. He wasn’t used to being so… exposed.
I look up at him while tugging on the waistband of his boxers, asking for permission to pull them down and continue things further. His breathing becomes heavier, the anticipation building up inside of him. I was obviously making him super horny.
“Go ahead,” He says quietly, trying not to sound too eager or desperate but failing miserably. His voice cracks slightly when he speaks those simple words.
I smile fondly at his comment and without another minute passing, I pull down his boxers. They fall to the floor. Simon whimpers tenderly, being unfamiliar to this feeling of being completely exposed infront of me. His face flushes a deep shade of red.
I chuckle softly at his adorable reactions, feeling the sudden urge to make him feel unbelievable from the pleasure soon to come. Both my hands make way to wrap around the base, stroking slowly as I make eye contact with him while kissing the tip. My tongue licks the shaft intimately, causing a small moan to escape the boys lips. His eyes flutter close as he enjoys the attention I give him. His hand finds its way into my hair, lightly tugging at the roots as he relaxes into the sensation.
I look up at the boy once more to admire his features. His mouth is agape slightly, his eyes shut tightly, and his eyebrows knit together. He lets out another soft moan, his hips swaying back and forth as I continue to pleasure him. The grip on my hair tightens, using it to guide my movements as he continues to enjoy the feeling. “Oh yeah… just like that… don’t stop… keep going…” He sighs in-between delicate moans.
Saliva drips down my chin as my movements start to get more sloppy, my mouth hungrily licking and sucking. Simon’s hips buck lightly, his eyes rolling back as I suck him off expertly. “Ohhhh… oh fuck…” He grunts loudly, his breathing getting heavier and shallower.
The sensation sends him over the edge, his body tensing up, his mind going blank, his whole world focused on the feeling of my warm, wet mouth enveloping his cock, his fingers digging into the bedsheets as he tries desperately to hold himself back from cumming.
I take my mouth off of his cock, spitting on my hand before stroking up and down with the wet hand. “God, you’re so pretty like this,” I hum in contentment, continuing to pump his cock in my hand with swift movement.
Simon’s entire body shudders and shakes, his muscles tensing up as his heart races faster than ever. A soft whimper escapes his lips, his hips bucking forward slightly as if trying to get more stimulation. “Y-you’re incredible…” He says between heavy breaths, sweat dripping down his forehead. His heart beats so fast that he can barely stand it, his whole body trembling intensely.
I hum under my breath before sticking his cock down my throat again. The tip repeatedly hitting the back of my throat. That’d leave a mark later.
“Mmmmph,” He cries out, gripping the sheets tightly as I take him deeper into my throat. His hips gyrating wildly. With one last final suck, he started releasing ropes of semen down my throat. The hand that was in my hair is now tugging at the roots harder, his face contorting with such pleasure. I stare up at him, admiring his features as he uses my throat for his personal use.
He shudders once more, panting heavily as he collapses backwards, resting his head against the soft mattress. “That was incredible…” He breathes deeply, looking exhausted but satisfied nonetheless. His eyes are half-closed, showing the expression of a very pleased man. I stand up, chuckling lightly at his comment. The back of my hand swipes across my lips, catching up any leftover semen and saliva.
Laying down next to Simon, I place a hand on his chest. My finger traces small hearts on the delicate fabric of his shirt. A fond smile forms across my lips as I make eye contact with him, feeling a greater connection, although I didn’t think it was possible to become even closer to him. I knew at this very moment, a new life with him would start. A new life filled with so many possibilities that I could only dream of.
(I promise, I’ve finally gotten the urge to write again so please please please expect some more fanfics!!!)
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