(author's note(?): this is unedited and i'm on the verge of sleep. i'm impulsively posting this. please give me feedback on my writing and if/how I need to put any cw or tw.)
simon loves eating out price's puppygirl because he loves the way she tastes. price feeds her a mostly meat based diet and the little freak that simon is, loves the metallic taste she has when he's sticking his tongue inside her.
he'll be in price's kitchen pouring himself another glass of bourbon, puppygirl will be minding her business as she walks by, and simon decides that it's her time.
he'll grab her by the waist and sit her on the counter, not being gentle with taking her clothes off. he wastes no time diving in. he'll only rub her clit with his thumb to stimulate the flow, unintentionally edging her at first. but once she cums he still doesn't give her any breaks.
he's only snapping out of his trance when price calls over to him, "you're missing the game," well aware of what's going down in his kitchen. that's simon's signal to give puppygirl a break.
when he finally lifts his head and looks at her, her eyes are teary and she's whining. but the way she clenches her thighs and wags her trail has his jeans feeling tighter.
simon doesn't bother to clean her up as he returns to the couch. he couldn't wait until halftime.
(Im gonna edit this after I wake up, I promise)