Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader smut
It's not enough. He's not full yet.
His canines catch on your inner thigh for what feels like the hundredth time tonight. "Stay still, luv. Meals don't move, do they, Luv?" He tsks. Big meaty paws holding onto your soft thighs like chains. You'll be bruised tomorrow, but that only makes you prettier to him.
Something set him off. What was it? You didn't know, didn't have half a brain enough to care. Maybe it was him coming home to you cooking in an apron. Maybe it was the teasing remark on the apron, 'taste the chef'. Maybe it was the stupid teasing you gave him about looking good enough to eat. Maybe it was the domesticity of having a woman waiting on him.
But thoughts could wait. You couldn't think anymore, anyway. It's been around two hours since he got you under his mouth. You're covered in hickeys from the neck down. Extra bite marks on your softest bits yet kisses all over your stomach.
He told you he was hungry, you pointed at the pot, and he pointed at you. You giggled, but little did you know that meant tasting every part of you till he memorized every taste. Everywhere. You've came too many times, lost track of how many times you wiggled away from sensitivity. He dragged you right back and gave you a harsh bite as punishment.
He was greedy, wanted more than seconds of his favorite sweet treat. His aching cock throbbed in his cargoes every time you whined his name but he was more than satisfied getting his fill of your flavor.
This wasn't for you. That was clear when he threw you over his shoulder grumbling, "Supper can wait." Obvious when he held you up even when you couldn't feel your legs anymore. Crystal clear when he said he wouldn't fuck you till he was full.
He blames you for being too sweet for your own good. For giving a dirty old dog a fine steak. For tempting a demon with heavens light.
He claims you should've run long ago yet smirks proudly at the ring on your finger and his dog tags around your neck. "I don't deserve yer swee'ness, but I'll savor it every damn chance i get."
(Okay, I tried my best, I don't write publicly, so I am open to any and all CONSTRUCTIVE YET STILL POLITE criticism♡)