Thinking about Simon having sex with you even when you’re on your period because: “I’ve done things that would make you blush love, you think a little blood is gonna scare me?” :((
Telling Simon you're "stronger than him" only to piss him off so he can manhandle you
It's not like he doesn't know what you're doing, he's well aware of your little game, but he loves to indulge you and to let you think you have the upper hand
"Oh yeah?" he snorts, and he's so unbothered he doesn't even take his eyes off the TV, the commercial playing on the screen apparently more interesting than the way you're clinging to him
"Mhh, yeah"
He's almost impressed by how confident you manage to sound, and you're about to speak again, but you don't even have the time, because in a swift move he already has you under him, his heavy body pressing yours against the couch cushions
Second later your arms are pinned over your head, and that seems to amuse him even more, because his hand is barely gripping your wrists and yet you just cant free yourself
"That's not fair!" you huff "I didn't even have the time to-" he just shuts you up with a peck, his other hand going squeeze your cheeks together
He’s never been good with words, he sucks at being emotionally open and vulnerable, and actions always speak louder than words, right?
Most of the times it’s the silly stuff too, things you barely notice at first
You fell asleep by mistake? He plugs your phone in to charge and makes sure your alarm is on
When you’re showering he always puts your pajamas in the dryer for a few minutes so when you get out they’re all warm and comfy!!
Maybe he’ll even dry your hair for you if you’re too tired to do it yourself
He loves making sure you’re well taken care of, it’s his responsibility after all, and if that means waking up 15 minutes earlier in the morning to start your car so it won’t be freezing when you’ll get into it? He’ll be more than glad to do so
He doesn’t even need a reason to do it, you’re sitting on the couch, and you just look so pretty.
Also, you’ve both been watching some dumb show you begged him to, he might as well get something out of it. He deserves it for being such a good boyfriend, right?
When he softly tugs at your hand, his thighs spreading, it doesn’t take you long to realize what he wants. In a swift move you’re already kneeling on the floor between his legs, and fuck, he can’t help the perverse sense of satisfaction he feels at how eager you are
He cranes his neck to look down at you, his big hand squishing your cheeks together “look at you, so desperate to please me, mh?”
His touch is sweet at first, his thumbs brushing against your skin, moving your hair away from your face, just marveling at how soft and his you are
It feels almost taunting the way he taps his fingers against your cheek, the soft pats mixed with the amusement in his eyes making your stomach stir with anticipation
And yet the first slap makes you gasp anyway, it doesn’t hurt that bad, but the tingling is there, and he doesn’t even give you time to recover when he hits you again
“Good girl” he groans, gripping your chin. You can feel your eyes getting glossy, your breath more ragged, and he definitely notices the way your thighs are pressing together, how much you’re enjoying it.
He releases your face with a rough jerk, making your head snap to the side, and his hands fly to his belt, starting to unbuckle it
“If you do a good job, maybe I’ll slap you around a little more, yeah?”
And of course you nod, you’d do anything for him !!
The front door opens with a small creak, the apartment eerily quiet as Simon stumbles trough it, the smell of cigarettes and stale beer following him — he really can’t wrap his head around why he accepted to go to the pub.
He’s had a few beers, just enough to blur the hard edges of the day, leaving him warm and needy, and as he reaches the bedroom he finds you in bed. You tried to wait for him, you really did, but he took so long and you ended up falling asleep, the show you were watching casting a soft light on your body.
He stands for a moment under the doorway, just to take you in, a fondness only reserved for you swimming in his eyes. You look so soft and inviting cuddled up to his pillow, and of all the crimes he’s guilty of, this is, without question, the worst one: leaving his sweet girl all by herself.
He’s almost clumsy as he takes off his clothes; he leaves them scattered on the floor, which he knows that you’ll scold him for, and in a flash the mattress dips under his weight.
It doesn’t take you long to feel his presence, and a sleepy murmur falls from your lips, your words incoherent.
“Hey, love” he rasps out, he’s already pressing himself against your back, your warm body against his making a soft breath of pure relief escape his lips, the tension bleeding out of his muscles.
When his cold hands find your waist a shiver goes down your spine, the feeling bringing you further out of your slumber. “What time is it?” your voice is muffled against the pillow, but when you try to sit up he soothes you, his hands keeping you close to his chest.
“Shh, it’s late, go back to sleep” maybe it’s the alcohol that’s causing him to be this soft, it’s definitely the alcohol, but just the thought of fully waking you up makes him feel like the biggest bastard alive.
At his words you melt back into his arms without a second thought, your breath evens out again, and he props his head against his hand to stare at you. “I’m turning into a fuckin’ creep” he mutters to himself, but he can’t stop himself.
You have a small mark on your cheek, probably from sleeping on your hand, and he tilts his head down to press a kiss against it, when your faint voice catches his attention. “You had fun?”
A small, genuine smile softens his face, and he hums. “I did baby”.
It’s not a lie, not really, he enjoyed seeing the squad, but in this small intimate moment, all he can think about is how lucky he is to have an angel like you.
He doesn’t even care about what you’re doing, you’re just laying in bed, reading a book, and he immediately slides between your legs, his shoulders forcing them apart
“don’t mind me, love” he rasps out, already pressing sloppy kisses against your inner thighs as he tugs down your panties “just keep readin’”
you try to, you really do, but his tongue on you feels too good, and the book becomes long forgotten after you try to read a page for the third time
“fuck, pretties cunt I’ve ever seen” his words are muffled as he spits on it, and he can feel his cock starting to harden
you just whine and squirm under him as he humps the bed, your hands pulling his hair only making him double his efforts
he definitely cums in his boxers after pulling multiple orgasms out of you
you just smell so good, you can’t blame him for lapping at your neck and face, leaving sloppy kisses on your lips even as you scold him
he’s basically squishing you against the couch, his weight and heat engulfing you, and it doesn’t take him long until he starts tugging at your shorts
“It hurts” he grits out, panting against your shoulder. he’s a mess; sweaty, flushed, needy; his cock leaks with precum when he takes it out
and you’re so wet, you try to stifle your moans as he grinds his cock against your panties, they stick to your folds, the slick sounds and his pants making you even more dizzy
“pup, slow down” you beg him, but your whines only spur him on, he grabs the base of his dick, angling it just right to rub against your clit
“‘m sorry, feels too good” your breaths mingle as he ruts into you, every thrust becoming more sloppy, before he shudders with a groan
there’s so much cum, you can feel it seeping trough the flimsy fabric, and he begs you not to change your soaked panties <3
that was SOOJEWH hot i NEEEDDDD daddy kink w simon 😭😭😭😭
cw: daddy kink; degradation
oh my god he’s sooo mean, as soon as he got his hands on you he didn’t even bother to take his clothes off, just lowering his jeans and boxers low enough to let his cock sprung out
every thrust made your eyes roll back, your thighs sore from how hard he was gripping them
the overstimulation was making you hazy, you couldn’t even stop the small cries escaping your lips
“need a kiss” you whined breathlessly, a small plea for gentleness to counter his rough touch. but your hands didn’t even reach the edge of his balaclava before he caught your wrists, shoving them above your head
“I don’t think you’re in any position to make demands pet, are ya?” he sneered, and he used his free hand to grab your chin, the grip only shy from painful “beg for it love, show me you deserve it”
he picked up the pace, and fuck, you could feel the tip of his cock kissing your cervix, every touch made you dizzy, he was fucking you stupid
you didn’t even think twice about it, your breath shaky as you pressed your face closer to his “please, please, please” you were so desperate you didn’t even care about how pathetic you sounded, pressing a kiss against his masked lips “I’ve been so good” you pleaded him, and the next words slipped from your lips unconsciously, too caught up in the heat of the moment to realize what you’ve said
“please daddy, I’ll do anything”
he almost stilled for a moment as your words reached his ears, the surprise making his cock throb obscenely inside you
fuck, such a sweet little thing like you, saying such dirty things
“cheeky slut” he couldn’t help but groan, his guard briefly dropping for a moment. he loosened the grip on your chin, only to tap your cheek with more force than necessary “open up” he urged you, his other hand raising the hem of his mask just enough to expose his chin and mouth
and as you quickly opened up your lips for him, your tongue lolling out, you could feel his spit falling on it
maybe it wasn’t a kiss, but you swallowed it all with the same fervor and just as grateful <3
cannot stop thinking about how much Ghost loves slapping your pussy
the way he grits his teeth everytime he lands another slap, the way you mewl under him and try to squeeze your thighs around his hand
and oh he mocks you about it too; “dirty girl, gettin’ turned on from a little pain”
and you try to deny it, to shake your head and protest, your really do, but it feels so good and the blush on your cheeks and the way your wet panties stick to your folds is enough to earn a scoff from him.
so he just hits you harder, his other hand forcing your thighs apart with a bruising grip as he lands slap after slap.
you gasp when he suddenly shoves your panties down your legs and sticks his face between them <3
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