── .ᰔ simon riley simon makes a tantalizing sub
content includes: male/masc reader, reader has dick/strap, sub!simon, use of 'daddy' to refer to reader, more pet names, head, anal sex, i think that's all, not proofread
your pretty boy was always the most pliant while on his knees for you. or with his legs spread while he layed on his back. or when you had your hands wrapped around his throat while he towered over you, forcing him to eclipse his world on nothing but you.
honestly, he was just a good boy for you.
you still recall fondly the time you'd finally broken the ice and showed him your feelings. stood against the wall of one of your regular pubs. drink in hand as you, simon, and kyle laughed about this and that.
talking about your types, what you'd normally go for. whether it was pretty brown eyes, an independent nature, or someone who laughed at anything. you hummed in response to the admissions being spilt out, taking a sip of your drink before answering. "well, it depends. there's a lot of different things i like physical wise but one thing i need is someone who knows how to listen and knows their place."
kyle's eyebrows raised at your words, but he voiced not being surprised. you were known to be short tempered when you didn't get your way. you shook your head in amusement, glancing over to simon who's eyes were already on you.
"so you want someone to call you daddy?"
you froze momentarily. grip on your drink tightening as the look in your eyes darkened to focus. it was just that one word, that one title that had your lower stomach flexing. heart pooling in your gut as blood rushed towards your lower half.
kyle immediately taking that as his cue to leave. you took it as your own cue to test out where simon's head was.
"unless you're offering to call me that i don't think you should say it."
and he does. one second he's calling you daddy and in the next thirty minutes he's on his hands and knees in your bed, back arched as you fuck the title out of him again and again.
truly a fond memory that you make sure to recollect often when it's just you and your hand.
it was just another one of those days where you showered your lover with unbridled affection in the form of having your dick inside of him.
simon rested on the hardwood floor of your bedroom. the surface digging into his knees through his jeans but all he could focus on was the heavy weight of your cock inside of his mouth. keeping his breath steady and jaw relaxed as you worked your hips.
one leg raised and planted on the mattress so you could angle your hips just right. groans of pleasure left your mouth as you thrust back and forth, filling simon's throat with your sweet girth and leaving him a drooling mess. it was nasty. the way drool spilled past his stretched lips, sliding down his chin onto the floor.
you brought a hand up to run through the strands of blonde hair. tugging at the base and rushing in the whimper he let out, glossy brown eyes opening to look up at you.
"fuck honey. you're such a good boy for me aren't you? pretty little thing, on your knees for me huh."
he let out a moan of agreement, eyes sitting back closed like being face fucked was blissful. he was perfect.
you'd tapped his cheeks, getting him to release you from his mouth. he obeyed, letting his tongue run over your length and kissing the head as you pulled away with a wet pop.
you leaned down slightly to caress his face. massaging his cheeks and thumbing over the indents in flesh. over the pulled skin of his cleft lip.
you'd helped him up, a glint in your eyes as he towered over you. at how fast he opened up to you when you pulled him down towards your mouth. a hot kiss that had you panting into each others mouths.
once simon was naked and you had him laying on his back, legs spread and held to his chest you got to have a view of his ass. a delicious view. round cheeks being spread apart by his hands to display his winking, pink hole.
you should have prepped a bit more but he'd survive. a fleeting thought you had as you pressed into simon. the head of your cock giving way to his warm, tight hole as you sunk in.
your head tossed back as you bottomed out, hands digging into the flesh of his hips.
and there he was. moaning out the prettiest sounds, calling you daddy while you thrusted into him at an achingly slow pace. making sure you reached deep inside of him before pulling almost completely out and sinking back in.
simon dropped his hold on his thighs in favor of grabbing onto your forearms. nails digging and dragging as you kept at that achingly delicious pace. simon's back arched off the bed as you leaned over him. the new angle had breathless noises pulling from his chest as you played flush to each other.
you kept one hand on his hip, the other coming up to rest on the side of his face. taking in every reaction he gave you, every parted breath on those pink lips, the fluttering of pale lashes.
"that's it honey, just be good and take it for me. let daddy stretch you out."
flashback of sub!simon and reader sitting at the kitchen counter eating cold cereal and hunched over the small phone screen, picking out the strap they'll be using on simon after their first night together (where after having simon give you face you rode his cock until he started crying mm)
anyways i wouldve finished the scene off but i wrote this at one something in the morning and have work today oops
