Check Me?
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Customer: Anonymous!
Order: double scoop of pistachio almond ice cream with nerds
Ingredients: 18+ mdni, Fem!Reader x Simon Kalivoda (for obvious reasons, reader and Simon are both 18+), There might be some spoilers (nothing major but I suppose read at your own risk if you don't want any/haven't seen Fear Street 1994 yet), Second Chance Love, Some Heartfelt Conversation, Mentions of Blood, Mentions of dying/death, Smut: Kissing and Making Out, Fingering, Hand Job, Unprotected PinV (wrap it up, okay?), Creampie
Total: $27.36 (2736 words)
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Josh followed Kate into the girls bathroom like a lost puppy, watching her every move as he went in after her. He was clearly mentally undressing her; a nervous wreck with each and every step he took behind her.
The pair both entered the girls bathroom, the door swinging shut behind them with a loud and obnoxious creak.
Deena and Sam were already walking towards the science lab together, tension in the air with each step they took together. The shared glances, the sudden shift in stances, the way Deena’s gaze lingered on Sam for a moment too long as they shuffled away to a secluded room.
Josh was with Kate. Deena was with Sam. And that meant that you were left with… Simon. Simon Kalivoda, in all his glory, or, lack thereof. It had been approximately two months since you had spent time with him outside of the group, the quick and sudden breakup a bit too much to handle. It’s not that he didn’t care about you, or that you didn’t care about him; no. It was quite the opposite, actually. You two just… needed time to grow and the best way to grow was by being apart (or, at least, that’s what your mom said).
Something about how high school relationships are meant to be fun but if you want something serious you have to put in the extra work. And, Simon hated putting in extra work; he was the definition of here for a good time, not a long time. But you were different. You wanted to have fun while excelling as a person. That’s what made you and Simon different… sometimes it felt like he didn’t care about excelling as a person; he was just there.
Living his life, day by day, with no care in the world. Selling anything and everything he could get his hands on to try to get out of the shitty town you both called home.
You were trying to excel now for your future whereas Simon was trying to make it to his future; he didn’t care how he got there, as long as he was able to leave this shitty place behind.
The slam of the science lab door brought you back to reality and you were actively aware of the fact that you and Simon were now left alone—just the two of you left with each other. Normally you would enjoy this, you would always try to sneak off and get some time alone with each other but… not now. No, now you were trying to avoid him like the plague; you wanted to avoid Simon and everything that had to do with him like he was cursed.
You sighed, looking down at the clothes in your hands before you glanced at Simon who was making his way towards the boys bathroom.
“Guess that just leaves us,” he smirked, opening the door for you.
“Wonderful,” you muttered under your breath as you made your way into the bathroom.
“Oh, try not to seem so excited,” Simon teased, following you into the bathroom.
“My bad,” you mumbled, “I just, always seem to be stuck with you.”
“Oh, you know you love me,” Simon smirked, setting his clothes down on the sink carefully.
“Hardly,” you muttered, shaking your head.
“Mhm, sure,” he shrugged, taking his shirt off carefully. He threw it in the trashcan before he undid his jeans and pushed them down. He pumped some soap into his hands before scrubbing them together, running them under the water carefully. The soap and water flew down the drain while Simon stood there, shaking his hips gently.
“Do you have any shame?” You asked, watching him dance in front of the mirror while washing his hands.
He glanced at you, shrugging. “We both know the answer to that. Plus, you’ve seen me in less clothes than this before,” he reminded you, drying his hands off carefully. He turned to you, watching you slowly peel off your sweater.
“Yeah, I know. How could I forget?” You asked, throwing your sweater into the trash can with his shirt. “Will you check me for any of Sam’s blood? I just want to be completely sure there’s nothing on me.” You said, looking up at Simon. He nodded, walking towards you slowly.
He walked around you in a circle, checking your entire upper body for any sign of blood. You undid your jeans and stepped out of them, looking at him as he eyed you up and down. “Nope, no blood,” he mumbled, his fingers grazing over your lower back gingerly as he walked towards the front of you.
“Thanks,” you nodded, trying to ignore the feeling of his fingers on your skin and the feeling of goosebumps that overcame you.
Simon looked at you, nodding back as he thought for a minute. “You still love me,” Simon said, moving closer to you. “I know you do, and it’s okay because I still love you…” he added, his hands finding your hips meticulously. “I miss you,” he mumbled, pulling your body closer to him. Your breath hitched, listening to his words carefully as they fell out of his mouth.
The feeling of his body against yours was something so familiar that you missed and craved desperately. Your bodies just fit together like puzzle pieces, molding together perfectly in all the right spots. His hands on your hips, your chests touching, your hips touching… every touch of pure skin on skin searing with the heat of desire and longing.
“You miss me?” You asked, your hands finding his biceps. Your fingers wrapped around them slightly, your eyes finding his. Simon flexed his muscles under your touch, something he would always do when your grip was on them.
“Course I do,” Simon smiled slightly, his face nuzzling into your neck. He placed soft kisses on your skin, remembering the spots that drove you absolutely crazy. Peppering your neck with soft and sweet kisses, he slowly backed you up towards the wall. He pinned you between his body and the wall, his right hand moved to play with the lace hem of your panties.
“Simon,” you moaned softly, head falling back against the cool wall. “I miss you, too, you know?” Your hands moved up his biceps gently, nails digging into the skin just how he likes it. He groaned at the feeling, kissing up your jawline. His lips found yours in a soft and gentle kiss, a kiss that was filled with love and passion.
“You know,” he mumbled, your name falling from his lips just like it has plenty of times before. “We do have some time,” he smirked, his fingers dipping into the front of your panties slowly. “We could have some fun.”
You gasped softly at the feeling of his fingers moving closer and closer to your core. “Mhm,” you nodded, eyes shutting as your dominant hand moved down his chest, tracing over the hair that sat there slightly. Your hand stopped at the waistband of his underwear, tugging on it before you released it, the elastic snapping back against his skin with a loud snap.
“Witch,” he groaned, his whole hand moving into your panties.
“Oh please, you love me,” you smirked, “you know you, ah!” You moaned, back arching off the wall as his middle finger dipped between your folds slightly. His middle finger rubbed up and down your folds slowly before he pushed it into you.
“What was that?” He smirked, pumping his finger in and out of you slowly as you shook your head. You had completely lost your train of thought, everything going out the window as soon as Simon had you where he wanted you. “Oh, cat got your tongue, now?” He asked, kissing your lips roughly. You whined against his lips, moving your hips against his hand for more friction. “God, you’re just as needy as I remember,” Simon kissed down your neck, his lips kissing all over your chest. “Actually, you might be a little more needy than I remember,” he mumbled against your skin.
You rolled your eyes at his words, groaning softly as you moved against his fingers more. “Shut up,” you mumbled, your hand moving down his stomach. You stopped over his erection, squeezing it through his underwear before you started palming him.
“Oh, fuck,” he sighed, his head falling onto your shoulder gently. His forehead rested carefully on your shoulder, a small groan that sounded awfully close to your name falling out of his mouth. “Missed this,” he mumbled, closing his eyes as you palmed him a little rougher. His hips bucked up slightly, pushing against your hand for more friction.
“Missed this?” You smirked, your hand crawling back up slightly before moving into his underwear carefully. You wrapped your hand around his cock gently, pumping it up and down a few times. Your thumb rubbed over the slit, collecting and moving the precum that had already leaked out. A whine left Simon, his fingers slowing their movements slightly before he continued to pump them in and out of you.
“Missed this,” he repeated, peppering your collarbone with soft kisses. “Missed you,” he added, kissing up your neck and jawline, meeting your lips softly. “Missed you so so much, baby girl,” he mumbled against your lips.
You kissed him back, the kiss soft and sweet. Despite the position you were both in, the kiss was one of love and affection, making up for lost time instead of being hasty and messy.
“Missed you too,” you smiled after pulling away from the kiss slightly. “Missed everything about you.”
“Yeah?” Simon asked, his forehead resting against yours. “Like this?” He asked, curling his fingers slightly. You gasped softly, moaning as you nodded your head.
“Definitely that,” you replied, pumping him a little faster. Simon groaned, his fingers moving faster as the pad of his thumb brushed over your clit gently. “Fuck,” you whined, moving your hips against his fingers again. “I can’t take this,” you shook your head, your hand releasing him as you pulled it back. “For the love of god,” you mumbled, looking at him. “If we might die tonight, the least you could do is actually fuck me.”
Simon grinned, his fingers moving out of you slowly before they played with the hem of your panties. “With pleasure,” he nodded, pushing your panties down slowly. “You don’t even have to ask me twice.”
You smiled softly, looking up at him. “I don’t think I ever have to ask you twice,” you teased. You pushed his underwear down carefully, watching his erection spring free. “Damn, Kalivoda,” you mumbled, kissing his lips gently. “Forgot how big you are.” You whispered against his lips.
“Oh, yeah?” He asked, moving closer to you. His tip rubbed through your folds gently, slowly pushing into you. “Need a reminder?” He asked, breath hitching as he slowly felt you around him.
“Yeah,” you nodded, head falling back against the wall gently as he fully pushed into you. “Fuck,” you breathed out, looking up at him. “A reminder, a refresher, whatever you want to call it,” you smiled, kissing him softly. “I’ll take it,” you mumbled against his lips.
Simon’s hands found your hips, holding them gingerly as he rubbed small circles on them slowly. He kissed you back, pulling out of you completely before slowly pushing back in. He kept his thrusts slow and deep, his right hand grabbing your thigh gently. He lifted it up carefully, thrusting into you deeper with the new angle. You moaned against his lips, your leg wrapping around his body as your arms snaked around his neck, your fingers tangling into his messy hair.
“You’re beautiful,” Simon muttered, kissing down your neck. Your face flushed a slight pink at his compliment, your fingers tugging on his hair gently.
“You’re just saying that,” you replied, looking at him. “I’m standing in the boys bathroom at school, in just my bra, getting fucked against a wall before we go on a manhunt for some undead killers sent by a witch that has haunted this town for hundreds of years.” You reminded him, shaking your head. “I’m not beautiful. This is actually probably the worst I’ve ever looked,” you laughed slightly.
Simon shook his head, his thrusts picking up speed. “It’s been so hard not telling you how beautiful you look each and every day.” He muttered, kissing your neck softly. “You’re so fucking beautiful, and every time I looked at you I was just so… jealous that you weren’t mine anymore. I wanted nothing more than to fall to my knees and beg for you to come back to me. Because, let’s face it. I am an idiot, I know that. I’m stupid, I’m dumb, I’m the worst person to probably walk this shitty ass town right now.”
“Not the worst,” you mumbled, shaking your head as he kissed your neck. “You’re not cursed by a witch,” you added softly.
“I’m not cursed by that witch,” he kissed up your neck, kissing your lips softly. “But, sometimes, it feels like I'm cursed by something else.” Simon’s thrusts picked up speed again, his right hand moving down to where your bodies were connected. His thumb rubbed tight circles on your clit gently, adding extra pressure as his thrusts turned sloppy. “I lost you, I fucked up so hard that I lost the one thing I cared about most in my shitty life; you.” He admitted, kissing your lips again.
You moaned against his lips, kissing him back as your hips moved against his. “Fuck,” you breathed, moaning Simon’s name as you clenched around him, releasing around him as he continued to thrust. “You’re not cursed,” you mumbled, looking at him. “We just went separate ways, I think it’s time we come back together?” You suggested, your hands moving down his arms gently. You squeezed his biceps again, scratching at the skin gently.
Simon groaned your name loudly, kissing your lips as he thrusted into you hard and deep, releasing rope and rope inside of you. He mumbled something incoherently against your lips while his thrusts slowed down. He kissed your lips a couple more times, stopping his movements as he looked at you. “You think it’s time for us to come back together?” He asked softly, a hopeful gaze in his eyes.
“Yeah,” you nodded, smiling slightly as you kissed his lips again. “Unless you don’t think we should?”
“No, no, I definitely want to.” He smiled, kissing you again. “I love you.” He pulled away from the kiss and pulled out of you, helping you stand back up carefully.
He moved quickly to clean himself up before walking towards you, helping you clean up as well.
You and Simon both got dressed in silence, but it wasn’t an awkward silence—it was sweet. A nice, comfortable silence as you shared glances at each other, looking away with blushes each time you noticed the other looking.
You glanced in the mirror and fixed your hair and your clothes before you slipped out of the bathroom with Simon.
You leaned against the lockers, arms crossed over your chest. Simon stood beside you, biting on his nails out of nerves as everyone rejoined the small group after getting changed. Kate gave Simon a look while Josh smiled brightly; Deena and Sam walking hand in hand.
“Wait, did you all go to pound town?” Simon asked, picking the vibes from everyone too well. After a moment of silence, Simon grinned like a Cheshire cat. “Me too!”
You looked at him, shocked at the words that just came out of his mouth before you groaned and hid your face in your hands.
“Wait, what?!” Kate smirked, looking at you. “The love birds are back together?”
“Shut the fuck up,” you smiled, shaking your head.
“Holy shit,” Deena mumbled, nodding along with Kate. “The love birds are back.”
You huffed, rolling your eyes as you walked away, towards a classroom.
“She wasn’t able to resist my charm any longer,” Simon smirked at the girls, running after you. He caught up to you, throwing his arm around your shoulder before he pulled you closer to his body, kissing your temple gently. “I love you,” he mumbled against your hair.
You hummed, unable to hide the smile that was forming on your face. “I love you too, Simon.”
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