sequel to this :) afab!reader x tatted simon riley
reader who finally gets their first tattoo and absolutely loves it, simon is proud of them, tattoos look absolutely gorgeous on his darling girl— reader loves it too, decides to get more! they get smaller ones and simon fucking loves it when reader comes back, a huge smile on their face.
you begin to plan out your biggest piece: a spine tattoo!! huge piece from the top of your back down to the tailbone…. except you keep it a secret from simon ;)
and when reader finally gets it done, you’re sodamn excited to show simon that when you get home, you just..
“si! look at what i got today!” you say in the middle of the kitchen, taking off your shirt and turning around to show him the intricate piece— except he was silent :( it was worrying you for a brief moment.
until you felt him grab your hand, simon had a mission ;) making it to the bedroom and clamoring onto the bed, you were very quickly ass up for simon. calloused hands strip you from your pants and soaked pantoed.
for a second, he admired you… but it didn’t take long for simon to bury his face into your cunt.
“ah! simon, babe— shit!” you whine, feeling his tongue lap in between your slick folds and nudge your clit. you need him, you need more and fuck, was simon too willing to give it to you.
simon was devouring your pussy like a man starved but fuck, he had a mission. pulling away, he can’t even fucking wait anymore,
“god— coming home with this fuckin thing,” he traces the ink on your back with one hand, his cock nudging at your entrance. “so goddamn pretty, aren’t you, baby?”
“si, fuck, please- need you, need you now, oh my fucking—“
your begging was cut short from him sliding into your soaked pussy, both you and simon letting out a filthy moan and sigh of relief,
that didn’t last long though, simon’s hands are on your hips before you know it and he’s fucking uou within an inch of his life and you fucking love it <43
“god, my pretty girl with a fucking back tattoo— fuck,” simon sets a brutal pace, fucking you eotj a sense of desperation and fervor. “tatted yourself up, yeah? starting to look like me— fuck, i can bend you over for days doll..” he murmurs, admiring the lines on your back.
for some goddamn reason, that spurs him on more and he’s fucking you sloppy, your cunt feeling so goddamn good.
“gonna breed you like this, ass up with this fucking— god— i’m gonna fuckin fill you, yeah?”
and fucking hell yes.. you’re already thinking about your next tattoo.
maybe he’ll fuck you harder if you get a womb tattoo.










