Honestly, Fuck GTA
Pairing - Simon x Y/N
Warnings - This is some fucking kinky ass SMUT baby
Requested - by the one and only smut queen of course @sidewomanxix “Okay... SO... Simon smut request, as you know me & as you have just broken me🤷🏼♀️ ANYWAY. This gotta be some kinky👏🏼arse👏🏼shiiiiiiiit👏🏼 you're sat on his sofa watching him do a recording with the lads, it's a gta video & someone's modding & REALLY pissing him off. At one point, he throws his headphones & almost breaks them. Anyway, session goes really bad for him, yadda yadda, at the end you go over, wrap your arms round him on the chair & then it just escalates into angry sex so lol✌”
Notes - Welcome to hell :) Also I’m BACK BITCHES
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You sat on the couch in Simon’s room, lazily watching him play GTA with the lads. Casually you scrolled through your twitter whilst listening to Simon’s half of the conversation. By the sounds of it, he wasn’t doing so hot.
“I fucking HATE playing with randoms online. I always get fucked over… EVERY FUCKING TIME WHAT THE FUCK!” Simon was clearly fuming, his face was red with anger and his clutch on the controller made his knuckles turn white.
“Naaaaaah mate I’m fucking done, fuck this.” Simon threw his control down on the desk, his screen showing that he’d timed out. Somehow the other lads had convinced him to go another round. This had not been the wisest choice, considering someone in the lobby was using cheat mods.
“He’s modding, I swear to god he is.”
”Honestly, fuck GTA.” “You guys aren’t seeing this, he’s just fucking us all over!”
“FUUUUCK!” That was his final straw. The race was over and the person modding won. Simon did a very pissed off outtro, turning off the recording and not even saying goodbye to the boys as he disconnected from the call. Simon sat in silence, staring at the screen for a minute. You watched intently, waiting for his next move.
Out of nowhere his headphones were off and thrown at the wall. They hit with a crash and fell to the floor. Quickly you were up on your feet, running over to the possibly broken headphones.
“Simon what the fuck, these are nice headphones. You could have broken them!” You lectured the extremely pissed off boy as you walked back over and set them on the desk in front of him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders.
He didn’t say anything for a moment, just stared off at the wall as you tried to comfort him. He stood up suddenly, pushing your arms off of him. He spun to face you, his face still looked pissed, but his eyes showed a hint of something else.
You stopped meeting his gaze and looked at the ground. You had a feeling you knew what was coming next, and the thought went straight to your core.
Simon took a step towards you, and you took one back. This continued until your back hit the wall. Immediately his hands were on yours, grabbing at them and pinning them with one hand above your head. You tried to struggle but that was quickly put to a stop when Simon took his other hand to lift your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes.
“Do I seem like I’m in the mood for the dominance game, Y/N?” His dark eyes peered into yours, almost daring you to try that again.
Slowly you shook your head no, stopping your movements against his hands.
“Good girl.” He moved his face down, pushing his lips against yours in a needy and rough kiss. His other hand wandered down to your thigh, brushing up and down, near where you wanted him. He bit your lip for entrance to your mouth and you knew better than to deny it to him.
Once his tongue was exploring your mouth his hand moved up to your left boob. He smirked into your kiss when he found out you were braless. His fingers moved around your nipple, slowly making it hard. Once it was to his liking, he pinched it between his fingers, working a moan out of you.
Simon broke away from the kiss, taking your hands and leading you to the bed and basically throwing you on it.
“Don’t move an inch.” He stated, turning around to go into his closest. You kept your eyes on him, knowing exactly what he was getting. As he walked back he saw that you were in the same position and smiled, liking your obedient behavior.
Simon set something down and pulled you off the bed, removing all your clothes. He proceeded to pull off his shirt and joggers, leaving himself in black underwear. You admired the view for as long as you could before he pulled you over his lap.
“Each sound means one more. Understood?” Simon asked you, hand caressing your ass.
“Yes Si.” You replied, already biting your lip to try and prevent sound. His hand came down on your ass, making a loud noise. You however, stayed silent. Simon was basically taking out some of his anger in this moment, as his spanks got harder and harder. Not that you weren’t enjoying it of course. You were getting more wet with each spank, and you could feel your wetness dripping down your thighs and onto Simon.
You looked back at Simon to see him smirking, his hand leaving your ass and slowly going to where all the wet was coming from.
“Someone’s excited, hmm baby girl?” He looked at you, waiting for a response.
“Very much so.” You replied, rubbing your thighs together to get some form of friction.
“I’ll be having none of that thank you very much.” Simon moved and got you on the bed, getting on top of you. He reached behind himself and grabbed a pair of handcuffs, cuffing your hands above your head.
His head dipped down to your breasts, taking one nipple in his mouth, pulling it with his teeth. His other hand when down to your folds, getting all the wetness on them. He made eye contact with you as you shot him a pleading look.
He took no time plunging two fingers in you, giving you no time to adjust as he pumped them in and out of you at a rapid pace. Moans started spilling out of you as your head tipped back and your eyes closed tightly.
Simon removed his hands as he squeezed your nipples none too lightly.
“I’m still so fucking pissed off.” He said to you, his grip getting harder. You whimpered a bit as Simon stared down at you, plotting his next move. His hands removed themselves from your body as he went to pull down his underwear.
His member looked painfully hard as it slapped up against his lower chest. You stared at it, always amazed by its size. Simon didn’t waste any time as he grabbed a condom and put it on, lining up to go into you.
He slammed into you, going all the way into you in the first push. You moaned very loudly, whimpering “Simon, fuck.” Over and over as he pounded into you, holding your chin so your face stayed pointed at his. His eyes never left yours as he worked you up.
Soon he was close, his thrusts getting sloppier. You were close to, a moaning mess under him.
“Please Si, make me cum. Please Si.” You whimpered out. He moved down and started to give you a hickey on your collar bone as one hand made sloppy circles on your clit.
“Come on baby girl, cum for me.” He growled at you, moving his hand faster. You moaned very loudly, letting go and sinking into a pleasure abyss. Simon came soon after you, riding out both your highs.
Once he was sure you were both done, he pulled out and threw away the condom. The handcuffs came off and Simon fetched a warm washcloth to clean you both up.
Soon you were both under the sheets, lights off, in each others arms. He placed a kiss on your forehead.
“Sorry for taking it out on you baby, I was just… I was so pissed off and sex helps me cool off.” You smiled up at him, kissing him.
“Anytime Si, anytime.”