The way back home was long. It took 24h for the extraction to be ready. You had been feeling exhausted. Price and Simon had been checked up by the doctor on base. Soap had been keeping an eye on you and had also forced you to be checked by the doc, who had clearly told you you needed rest, food and water. Simon had kept you close to him at all times and you hadn't complained a single second.
You were glad to be able to fly home with everyone. Absolutely everyone. You had fallen asleep on Simon's shoulder in the plane back. The boys were thrilled, the plane wasn't their usual military plane for once, the comfort was amazing to them after almost two months on the field.
Hopkins had greeted everyone upon arrival. He had eyed you worriedly, and you quickly realized you'd have a lot of paperwork and meetings to attend to in the next few days. He nodded your way, telling you to rest.
Finally heading home felt like a dream. Like a haze. For a second, you were scared it wasn't real. That you'd wake up and he'd be gone. You glanced at him, in the driver's seat, brows furrowed behind the mask as Soap gaz and Konig were chatting in the back.
Once home, you had dropped your gear on the floor in the living room. The boys were jumping around, happy to be home. You sighed, closing your eyes. Arms wrapped around your stomach, a strong body behind you.
"Come on. Let's go draw you a bath." He said.
"Simon.. you're one who almost got killed. You… got tortured-"
"Hey hey.." he hushed, turning you around.
"I've gone through worse. Much worse. This is nothing. I'm worried about you. If you want to help me, please be a good girl and let me take care of you. That's all I want to do right now." He argued.
You smiled a bit, tired eyes never leaving him.
"Fine… but you're taking that bath with me…" you murmured.
He chuckled, before nodding.
"Sergeant. Go rest. We're going to as well. We'll order something to eat a bit later on." He ordered the boys.
Soap nodded, Konig and Gaz too as they all went their separate ways.
You walked up, hand in hand with Simon, Riley's little paws tapping on the floor. He tried to make you walk into your room but you immediately pulled him to his. The bed was still a mess. He noticed. Riley jumped on the bed taking his usual place.
"I see you've both made yourselves at home." He teased.
You froze. For a second you wondered if he was angry.
"I'm.. sorry.. I-"
He frowned. He pulled on his mask, taking it off. God you had missed his face..that man was so handsome. He gazed at you with worry in his eyes.
"Baby, are you alright?" He asked.
You didn't know what to answer. Four days. Four days was all it took to completely shatter your world. You had gone through the full spectrum of emotions in four days.
You opened your mouth unsure of what to say. You bit your lip. No. You shook your head no, feeling the wave of exhaustion, relief and so much more fall on you. You cried. And he held you. The sweet nothings falling to your ears like poems from ancient times. He wiped your tears, dropping kisses to your cheeks and nose, he sat down on the bed, pulling you to his lap, letting you cry out your pain.
You held him, time freezing on the spot. This, was all you wanted. You had begged and hoped all possible strength out of this world that he was alive. You didn't know which god you had to kneel to, or which divine energy answered your prayers but you were eternally grateful. His hands caressed your hair, making sure to not pull on the tangled mess they had quickly became in a short span of time.
He rose after long minutes, holding you as he walked to the bathroom. He sat you down on the counter, wiping away the remaining tears. He kissed you deeply before heading to the bathtub, letting the water run after checking the temperature. You watched him. His muscles, his movements, his hands. You wanted to die with the imprint of his form behind your eyelids. You wanted to tell him. To confess all the love and adoration you had for him.
He walked to you, pulling on your shirt to start undressing you. Every touch on your skin made you want to pull him close and never let go. The little shivers, goosebumps. He lifted you up without a single effort to remove your pants and panties. You gasped when he put you back down, the cold stone surprising you. He chuckled, kissing you again.
He was about to walk away when you wrapped your legs around his waist. His gaze darkened instantly. You reached for the hem of his tactical shirt. He let you remove it, eyes looking into your soul.
"Let me take care of you too…" you whispered.
He nodded slowly. You reached for his belt, unbuckling it slowly. You could see his skin ravished in goosebumps as your fingers, in featherlight touches, brushed over his navel. You removed the pants, he helped you, pulling them down and stepping out of them. He was starting to get hard and you smiled softly.
"You have too much power over me little bunny…" he whispered.
You grabbed his face softly, kissing the corner of his lips.
"Let's get into the tub before it overflows…" you sighed.
He picked you up as you wrapped your arms around his neck, legs around his waist. He stepped into the large tub slowly dropping to sit down. The warm water on your skin felt amazing. He reached for the faucet, turning off the water. Picking up one of the various products from the shelf, you took some Buble bath, but he stopped you.
"Not yet."
You frowned. He grabbed your hand, fingers intertwining with yours to make you let go of the bottle. He brought both of your hands to his lips, lips brushing each of your knuckles in little kisses. You closed your eyes, letting him kiss every inch of you if that's what he wanted. Lips caressed yours, kisses filled with promises and silent confessions. You wrapped your arms around his neck, letting your hands get lost in his hair.
His hands rubbed your back, up to the nape of your neck, down to your lower back. It felt hot. At this point you didn't know if it was the water or his skin that made you feel so warm.
"Simon…" you whimpered.
"You haunted my thoughts…"
You closed your eyes, basking in his voice.
"Every second. Your eyes… your lips… your voice. My mind was high on you…"
You bucked your hips, rubbing him and yourself together in a slow dance. He pulled you closer, wet hand getting lost at the back of your head, meddling with your hair.
"I didn't fucking care what they did. You were all I could think off. You kept me fighting. Alive. Just so I could come back to you."
You wanted to cry. Your heart felt like it would burst from the emotions.
He was hard. You could feel it against your clit.
"You ready love?" He asked against your lips.
"Yes…please Simon…"
You craved it. It was like a mortal sin but a need. Like breathing.
He lifted your hips as you positioned him at your entrance. You made sure to drop yourself very slowly into him, you had no problem, this man could get you wet so easily. You let every inch of him stretch you, burning the sensation of him filling you up slowly into your brain. He let his head fall back, his grips on your hips tightening.
"Oh fuck baby…" he moaned.
You closed your eyes, the heat wave the sound caused making you clench around him.
When he finally bottomed deep inside you, you stopped. You were already pulsating around him and, even if you wouldn't last long, you wanted him to feel everything you couldn't say to him.
You slowly grinded against him, earning a groan from him. He pulled himself up, letting his forehead touch yours.
Huffed breaths mixing, moans and groans filling the room. You rode him, kisses, tongues and lips, bites.
The world? What world? What universe? Him. It was him. The galaxy, the nebula's, the morning sun and the crashing rain. It was him.
The pace increased, he helped you, pulling you up to make you bounce on him.
"Simon..si-" you moaned.
"Y/N.."
The water splashed, the ground would be full of it, but who cared? Who cared about the time ticking? The water spilling?
He angled you perfectly, watching your face to know where to hit. He could read you like a book he'd never stop rereading. The familiar build of pressure deep in you making you grind with him in harmony. He chased his own high, watching you unfold before him. And it was peeking. The breaking point.
"Si..mon… fuck… please.."
"That's it bunny… I'm right here… keep chasing it…"
You looked into his eyes, he reached for your clit, soft circular motions ready to tip you off the edge.
"You gonna cum baby? You're gonna cum my bunny?" He growled.
"Y..yes.. please… cum with me…" you begged.
He smirked. And it was there right there… almost there…
"Bunny… eyes on me." He ordered.
And you did. You never wanted to look away.
"Good girl…my good girl… go on… cum with me.."
One more thrust. Another one and the tension broke. He grabbed your throat making sure you looked at him as he spilled himself deep in you.
"I love you bunny…so. fucking. much. "
You weren't sure you heard it correctly. You weren't sure. You're mind was dizzy from the heat and your orgasm completely crushing you. You tried to catch your breath, face in his neck. His large hands caressed your back again. He slowly pulled you up, slipping out of you. He kept you on him. He let you rest on him as he reached for the bath salts and threw some in the water. He pulled you away from him make you spin around so you could lay on him, back again his chest.
He slowly let your head back, wetting your hair slowly. He applied a bit of shampoo before starting to massage your scalp slowly.
"Simon…" you tried.
"Yes darling ?"
"You said it…" you whispered.
"... I did."
"I love you Simon."
"I love you Y/N."
Simon's way of coping seemed to be taking care of you. And the way you coped was by being constantly near him.
After the bath, once you were both clean, he had taken you out to his room, dried you up before dressing you in his clothes. He let you dry your hair while he got into some sweatpants and a t-shirt. You had slipped into bed with him while Riley had laid down near the bed. You had let yourself fall asleep in his arms, his own breathing evening.
It was already late noon when you both woke up. The house was quiet. You had gotten up begrudgingly, hand in hand going downstairs. The boys were in the living room, sprawled on the couches, TV on.
"You guys napped too?" Gaz asked.
"Yeah…" you answered.
"We all did… guess we all needed to rest." Soap added with a smile.
"You guys hungry? We should order some food." You proposed.
The boys agreed and jumped on the occasion to make the order. You had, very unwillingly, let go of Simon's hand to head to kitchen to feed Riley. The big boy seemed to be happier. He wasn't fully eating as much as he should, but you cheered and praised at every bite and it seemed to work. Simon had also praised him with a good boy and it made you smile.
You had dined around an hour later, before finally heading to the couch, watching a movie. You had looked around. The boys laying around. Simon hugging you. Riley's head on your lap. You let yourself finally rest. They were here.
During the rest of the week, your team passed by and remained during the day. You were so happy to have everyone with you that the loud noise didn't bother you at all. Melissa and Amy also spent time with you and you just felt so glad to be so surrounded.
You had noticed how Bishop and soap seemed to get closer and closer. Bishop's boy, Tyler, really liked Soap and you could see how it made her smile and melt. Konig and Grim had their own little conversations in German, and you didn't remember the last time you had seen each of them so comfortable with someone.
Price on the other hand… well it was complicated. You had seen little touches, little smiles. But one was too scared and the other wouldn't let himself give in.
You had sighed in contempt in Simon's arms.
The nights were spent in his room. He wanted you near him and you didn't want to sleep without him. To be honest, you had been having nightmares. Horrible ones where he wasn't here. Where he did not come back. You would slightly jolt awake, not screaming or anything. But it was enough. Enough for him to wake up, enough to notice. Each time he'd make sure to cuddle you and reassure you.
Kate had been trying her best to keep away the unavoidable meetings and paperwork, but it caught up with all of you. Once Monday hit, everyone had to at least attend to some urgent matters. Missions reports, meetings. Very annoying things. You had headed to base in his Jeep, Riley in the back, following the boy's cars. Once on base the looks were very much noticeable, but none of you cared. You parted ways as he dropped on kiss on top of your head through the mask.
Riley remained with you as you headed to said meetings, video calls with higher ups. There was a mix of feelings in the ranks, you had gone through reckless behavior, but you had brought back the full squad. You had ordered a blow up on a facility but you also had brought extremely important Intel. Eventually, you had managed to reach a compromise on everything. They'd be more careful with your squads, you'd make sure to remain their safe little bird and keep getting important Intel.
You had been furious of their mistake on the extraction point, and they had fully understood that.
It took several days to get back a bit of freedom, even for the boys but eventually, here you were. The two squads mixed, walking around the mall. Amy in Simon's arms while Melissa talked with Bishop, Soap and Coyote.
You had lunched together before now roaming around, alternating between little shops in little groups. Eventually, Amy had decided to walk hand in hand, in between price and Coyote. For a second you asked yourself if the little girl knew and if she was enjoying her little game.
Tyler had grown on Soap, they were getting inseparable. They'd run around, getting to stores, playing, and it made you smile.
Bishop and Melissa had walked into a clothing store, dragging you with them. They picked up some little summer dresses, dragging you to the dressing room to try them on.
You were on your fourth dress, and a high level of 'this is starting to be annoying' when you heard Simon's voice behind the curtain.
"Yes?"
"Can I step in?" He asked.
"Sure." You smiled.
He walked in, taking a double take on the little dress you were wearing.
"You look beautiful. You should get the dress." He said matter of factly.
You chuckled.
"What's wrong?" You questioned.
"Need you to do something for me."
You frowned. He lifted his t-shirt up, and you gasped.
"Simon! Here?!" You whispered-yelled.
He laughed. It made you smile.
"Not what I had in mind but don't test me too much." He warned teasingly.
He reached for his pocket, getting out a little tube. You frowned in confusion.
"My lipstick?"
"Go on. Put it on."
"Simon… i don't understand…"
"Go on bunny. To please me."
He didn't need to say anything else. You rolled your eyes for the theatric move, but picked up the lipstick before turning to the mirror and applying it. You smeared the lipstick, pressing your lips together. You finally turned to him.
"Alright. What now?" You asked.
He had crossed his arms on his chest, muscles flexing.
"Drop a kiss." He ordered.
"Sorry… what?" You huffed a laugh.
"Anywhere. Drop a kiss. Leave a pretty mark." He ordered again.
You frowned, shaking your head a bit.
"What's gotten into you?"
"Bunny." He warned.
You rolled your eyes again. He grabbed your ching making you look at him.
"Roll you eyes at me again. Go on bunny. Try it. I'll ruin you against that mirror and I'll make sure the whole fucking store hears you."
You gasped, your cheeks now burning.
"Now come here. And paint me."
You closed your eyes, smirking. You tried to gain back composure.
"Alright. Fine."
You stepped closer to him, looking at his body. Just the thought of it made you squeeze your thighs together.
"A kiss baby. One. Behave."
You bit your lip, looking up at him through your lashes.
"Bunny. Behave. I already got one punishment for you. You don't want to add another one."
You faked a pout before turning to your task. A kiss. Where? Did it matter? You wanted to kiss every part of him. You finally settled for a spot. You dropped your head to his ribs, on the left side almost hidden by his arm. You dropped a kiss, making sure to leave a pretty print. You looked at your handy work, lifting your hand to slightly smudge the lower corner of the left side of the print, leaving a little smudge that made it almost like art.
"Why did you do that?" He asked.
"If you want the perfect thing you'll have to come back again… and again." You teased.
He chuckled. He took back his t-shirt putting it back on him.
"Simon… what are you doing?" You were truly confused now.
He lifted his mask, kissing you deeply, making you melt in his arms.
"Thank you, I got what I need."
He smirked before pulling down his mask, grabbing the lipstick and stepping out. You remained there confused for a second before shaking your head and turning back to the mirror. You brushed the little flowery dress with your hands. It was pretty. Maybe you'd buy it.
You changed back into your clothes, heading back out to the girls.
"Heyyy. What happened in there?" Bishop teased.
"I wouldn't be able to explain because I didn't get it either." You answered.
"Damn. He's that good?" Melissa joked as well.
"Oh you have, NO idea." You smirked, making the girls woo.
You headed with them to the counter to pay for your things. You had decided to get only the little dress.
"Will that be all?" The cashier asked with a smile.
"Yes thank you!" You said returning her smile.
"Well, it's been paid for already."
You blinked the girls wooing again.
"The lieutenant…" the cashier tried, now a bit confused.
"Of course.. hum… thank you." You said with another smile.
You walked out with them when bishop decided to tease more.
"He loves to spoil you rotten doesn't he?" She joked, wiggling her eyebrows.
You shook your head but couldn't stop yourself from smiling. If only they knew what you knew. The way he had eyed you in that dress. That man spoiled you anytime yes, but this dress.. he wanted to rip it up and fuck you in it. You wouldn't complain for a second though.
You had joined the rest of the team. Amy was still happily settled in between Price and Liza. But someone was missing.
"Where's Simon ?"
"Oh he said he got something to do. He'd join us later." Price informed you.
You frowned but nodded.
"There's another shop that you NEED to see." Melissa almost yelled.
"Guys… I'm tired…" you whined.
"Come on. You need to." Melissa confirmed.
You were curious. You had rarely seen her so adamant about something. So you accepted. It caught soap and Gaz's attention who decided they wanted to follow you too but we're quickly shut down by Melissa and Margo. Now you truly were curious. They slipped their arms through yours and walked away with you.
The store was mysterious. There were no open windows to look inside. Nothing that could tip you on what the store was. You had stepped in to be in shock. Not only was it a lingerie store, but it was much more than that. Little costumes, some toys and accessories like handcuffs and collars.
"How the hell was this permitted on base?" You asked in a laugh.
"I think we should all secretly thank Kate." Melissa added. "You got to follow me. When I saw this, I immediately thought of you."
You frowned but she grabbed your hand, dragging you and a very curious Margo behind her. When you finally stopped in front of some mannequins you finally understood.
"Oh my god. YES." Margo squealed.
You looked at the little pink dress. The velvety fabric mixed with fake fur and lace. It was a strapless dress, two pom poms acting as buttons on the corset. A flowy skirt with white lace at the bottom. Two separate sleeves, and white fishnets thigh highs. But the most noticeable feature. The bunny headband with pose-able white fluffy bunny ears.
"Oh my god…" you said under your breath.
"I will BUY it for you if you don't." Melissa warned.
You smirked at her.
"Oh don't worry. I'm going to buy it."
It had been a full hour and half and Simon hadn't come back yet. You wondered where he had run off to.
"Y/N, Y/N!" Soap called.
You turned to him.
"Can I take Riley to training?" He asked full of hope.
You weren't exactly against it… but you were a bit scared to leave Riley with anyone else for now.
"We'll have to think about it."
You spun around at the sound.
"Hey, where have you been?" You asked.
"I ran a little errand." He answered.
You were confused. He winked at you.
"Let's head home." Price called.
Everyone agreed, and home you were headed.
Once home everyone went their way. The girls had gone back to the house in front of yours, Melissa with them. Price had gone to base. Riley walked upstairs with you to put your new purchases in your room. Riley jumped on your bed as you closed the door behind you. It made you so happy to see him so comfortable. He loved to cuddle Reaper and it made you melt.
You started putting away your new clothes when you spotted the pretty pink outfit. You bit your lip. You wanted to try it. You jumped up grabbing the bag and running to your bathroom. You very meticulously put in the outfit. You made sure the fishnet thigh fit, even though they squished a bit your thighs. You put the bunny ears, putting one of the ears down cutely. You spun around looking at yourself in the mirror.
It was cute. Pretty. You wondered how Simon would react. You picked up the last little thing in the bag. Turns out the store did another very interesting thing. Leather collars, that you could personalize. Now these weren't pet ones… not that kind of pet at least. You chose a pink one, the little medallion engraved 'Bunny' and the back… you bit your lip. You were really curious about his reaction.
You walked back into the bedroom, looking for your phone. You noticed Riley on the bed. His tail wagged when he saw you and you smiled. You sat on the new on your knees, petting the pup who turned around for belly rubs. He decided to give some love back by licking up your hands to your face. You giggled, trying not to be attacked by the amount of love he was sending your way.
When the door opened, you jolted back, Riley taking back his usual protective stance.
"Y/N, have you-"
Simon stared at you. He looked shocked behind his mask. You bit your lip. Was it too much? Did you go overboard? Riley jumped from the bed, joining Simon. He wagged his tail, ready to get his attention.
"You've been a good boy. You've been keeping an eye on my bunny. " He said. Eyes never leaving yours as his hands ruffled the fur around Riley's neck.
"How about that training buddy huh?" Riley growled, suddenly fully alert, he was perfectly aware of what it meant and he looked excited.
"si-"
"Sit right there baby. Just stay there and look pretty for me. I'm gonna take care of you in a little moment."
He headed to the door, swinging it open. Riley had followed up like a good pup.
"MCTAVISH." He roared in the hallway, making you jump.
You heard the rush of Soap's footsteps up the stairs. Simon grabbed the handle of the door, slightly closing it to hide the view of you, sitting on the bed, cute little pink bunny suit, no underwear.
"Yes lieutenant?" Soap's almost shaky voice asked, probably slightly scared of the tone he was called.
"You wanted to take Riley for a little training. today's your chance."
"Really?! fuck ye-" he roared happily.
"Take Gaz and koning."
"What?"
"I have to repeat myself? you have two minutes to get out of the house."
You could see him take his phone out, you quickly realized he was setting a timer.
"TWO minutes. Starting. Now."
Soap scurried off calling Riley's attention who followed him. Simon walked back into the room, closing the door behind him.
You were wet already. The feeling of his hands on you was a craving that burned bright deep in you. You squirmed, earning a chuckle from him.
"Look at you.. so needy."
"Simon..." you whined.
"Keep sitting pretty. Two minutes my love."
He put the phone up on the chest of drawers making sure you could see the timer. You watched the seconds tick down with anticipation.
"Be a good girl. Be patient. This is the first step from teaching you obedience."
You bit your lip. The velvety fabric of the dress making you shiver, your skin almost crawling at every touch.
"You'll be a good girl. And you're going to wait. If you do so. You'll get a reward. If you misbehave. You'll get punished. Am I clear?" He explained in a dark tone, leaning back against the door, arms crossed over his chest.
You nodded.
"Use your words."
"yes..."
"yes who?"
"yes lieutenant..." you whined.
"Good girl."
You grabbed the sheets underneath you. His eyes roamed your body, suddenly the temperature seemed to have risen way too much. You watched him take his mask off, putting it down next to his phone. Two minutes. You never felt two minutes pass by so slowly.
"You look so pretty, baby. Where did you get that?" He asked, tilting his head to the side.
"At.. the mall. There's a shop…" you tried to explain.
"I'll have to pay them a visit. See what else they got for my princess."
Princess? That was new… you blushed heavily. He laughed at that.
"You like being called princess? I can see you blush from here. The way your skin gets rosy… all the way down to your beautiful breasts."
The more he talked, the wetter you got. You could feel the warmth mixed with wetness in between your legs.
"Look at you. Being a patient darling for me." He praised.
He reached for his shirt, slipping it over his head, letting it fall to the floor. And you noticed it. The piece of plastic to his skin… where… you left a lipstick mark.
"Simon?" You questioned.
He followed your gaze. Smirking.
"You… you tattooed it?!" You asked, ready to jump towards him.
"Bunny. Stay on the bed." He warned.
You froze. Now this was torture. He dropped a bomb on you and now… now you had to sit still?
"Yeah I did. I wanted something on me. From you. Not a jewel. Not a piece of clothing… something no one could take from me.."
"Simon.." you whined.
Your fingers grabbed the sheets harder. Your heart felt like it'd fly out of your chest.
"Go on..whine."
There was something. With him. His behavior. Was it the near death experience? The way he saw you breakdown from the sheer fear of losing him. The way you clung to him since he arrived. What was it? The way he looked at you. The way he licked his lips looking at you. His gaze dark.
"You've put yourself in danger. Do you understand?" He started, voice a few octaves lower than usual.
You nodded shyly.
"You were in a danger zone. You strayed away from the team when you were told not to." He continued.
You remained silent.
"I can't bear to see you hurt or in danger…"
"I couldn't bear losing you Simon.." you argued.
"I know baby. I'm right here now. I'm gonna take care of you."
The ringing echoed through your mind and body. The timer. He grabbed the phone, angrily turning it off before putting down on your desk, stepping closer to the bed. God. The way he walked. How did this man could be so fucking hot by simply walking?
He reached you, grabbing your chin softly, making you look at me.
"Fuck you look adorable…" he cursed.
He dived down, ceasing your lips. The slow, deep kiss made you moan against him. You straightened up, trying to get him closer to you. He stepped back, grinning.
"You were patient. Like a good girl. Lay back baby."
You happily obliged, laying on your back head on your pillows. He looked at you, almost like a predator. You wanted to say it felt like a wolf hunting a Bunny, just for the beautiful picture of it, but this wasn't a wolf. It was something darker. More powerful. He was a demon, some shadow like king and you were at his mercy. At his mercy, yet completely safe.
He raised his hand letting his finger caress your cheek before letting it travel down your neck. Slowly, achingly slowly, he passed over your chest, traveling down your stomach, straight towards… he didn't touch you. He simply hovered it before moving to the end of the bed. He kneeled down, positioning himself in between your legs. His big hands squeezed your thighs making you giggle, earning a grin from him.
"You know… I'm not gonna take off your pretty outfit. I'm going to fuck you in it."
You felt your breath stop in your lungs. His hands traveled up and down your thighs, slowly raising the skirt of the dress. Of course you didn't put your panties on.
"Fuck… look at that…"
You blushed. He had seen you naked so many times. He still found the words to make you blush like a schoolgirl.
"Such a pretty little pussy…"
You felt his hand rise up towards your heat, his thumb hovering over your lips, not applying pressure. You tried to wiggle your hips but his other hand held you in place.
"No. You'll get it, when I'll allow it. Understood?"
"Yes… yes lieutenant…"
"Good girl. See. You can be such a good bunny for me."
His thumb rubbed up and down your slit, finger coating in your juices. You bit your lip, a little moan escaping your lips. You tried not to wiggle again. His eyes never left yours as finally rubbed your clit very softly. He watched with fascination your every moan, gasp, lip bite.
"I need to taste you…"
Your eyes flashed open wide. You wanted to say something but it was a bit late, he was already lowering himself to you. He pressed mouth open kisses on your thighs. The anticipation was killing you. He looked up at you before biting on your thigh. Harshly. You yelped, hand flying to his hair to grasp it. He sucked on the skin, breaking the little blood vessels underneath it, making sure a dark red bruise was visible. He looked at his handy work before kissing the little mark, making his way back to your aching little cunt.
The little breath on your lips, made you sigh. He kissed it, making you blush again. His tongue licked through your folds in a long straight line. He groaned against you, the vibration only adding to your pleasure.
"Fuck.. you taste divine." He groaned again.
His tongue made sure to explore every sweet spot, it felt good. It felt, really good. You were glad that the house was empty because you kept moaning loudly. Your hand in his hair, tugging slightly every time he licked or sucked at that little bud of nerves. He was making you sensitive. You could feel goosebumps as the sight of an orgasm was getting closer.
He played with it. He made sure to lick and press with his tongue until he felt your body getting more and more tense, moans getting louder and then he'd stop. Just to do it all over again. Tongue savoring you, he built up your orgasm again, this time he kept going, through the rise of your voice and the tremble of your legs.
"Si..Simon… gon'cum.."
He stopped. You whined loudly. He sat back up in between your legs. You looked up at him pleading. He lowered himself to your face.
"Taste yourself on my tongue.." he whispered.
He kissed you, tongue salty. You moaned, trying to wrap your legs around his waist but he stopped you.
"This is the punishment, remember?" He said with a smirk.
Getting back into position, he let his fingers run up and down your slit again, thumb teasing your clit again. You moaned the pleasure slightly more intense from the edging. His index teased your entrance before slowly pushing in. You gasped, wiggling your hips. Now he played with your clit while slowly pumping his finger in and out.
"Let's add another finger… you've taken more than that… my cock fills you much better than this."
A second finger at your entrance before you stretched out to welcome both. Now he played, curling his fingers inside to build you up again. But denying you. He'd stop, remove his finger, hands back on your thighs to caress them but nowhere near where you needed them. You were starting to feel overwhelmed, the tears prickling at your eyes.
He started his torture again, thumb on your clit two fingers pumping in and out at a slow steady pase. He curled them again making your head fall back. You felt yourself tip over the edge… almost.. almost there. Until he removed his fingers again.
"No!" You whimpered.
He chuckled darkly.
"Now bunny. Did you think I'd let you off that easily?"
He stood up, looking at you as he slowly unbuckled his belt. The fucking sound always made you clench around nothing. He undressed himself, his already hard cock in his hand. He pumped himself a few times, the sight of you, legs wide open just for him making him groan. He kneeled down in between your legs, tip brushing against your clit, coating himself in your slick.
He noticed the collar, fingers grabbing the medallion.
"Bunny. Now that's cute. What's written in the back?" He questioned spinning the metal in his hand.
He froze. You didn't think he'd react like that. Not for just this.
"Say it. Out loud." He ordered.
He was asking you to say out loud what you had asked engraved on it? You looked away but he quickly stopped you, grabbing your jaw, forcing you to keep your eyes on him.
"Say it. You've been a good girl. If you want your reward. Say it."
You wanted your reward. You needed it.
"Property of Lieutenant Ghost Riley…"
He pushed his tip through your folds, a familiar burn making you arch your back. He pushed himself until he bottomed out. He wasted no time to pound you at a steady pace. His hand remained around your neck, watching you as his name spilled from your lips. You were sensitive. Too sensitive. He had denied your orgasm too much. He let go of your neck, grabbing your thighs as he looked down.
"Fuck… what a sight. Your.. shit… your pretty cunt… taking me… fuck… so well…"
You whimpered at his words. The tears had long won their fight, tears running down your cheeks as you tried to remain at least focused on him, mind dizzy.
"Si.. Simon.. please…"
"Fuck.. look at you. Tears running down… fuck… your face.. I love ruining you."
His pace quickened, hips smacking into yours. You were loud. Shit you were loud. He shifted again letting go of your legs to let you wrap them around his waist. He grabbed your wrists, putting your hands over your head. He intertwined his fingers with your, eyes planted into your as he fucked you passionately.
"Are.. you, going to listen to me?"
You nodded frantically, unable to speak.
"Words..use your words." He ordered.
"Y-Yes! I'll.. listen… please… please…" you tried.
"That's it baby, keep your legs open for me
give me full access to you, keep your body open… you're taking me so well, fuck I'm addicted to this... you're a fucking drug." He praised you.
You couldn't take it anymore, you wanted to cum so badly, it burned.
"Please.. lieutenant! Please!"
He chuckled again. But you could feel in his own thrusts he was close.
"You're going to be… a good girl?" He growled.
"Ye-s… yes! I.. be your good girl…" you whined.
"I'm gonna fill you up baby, and you're going to take it.."
"Please!" You whimpered again through a cry.
He looked at you, slowly angling himself to hit the perfect spot. You were breaking apart, finally reaching your orgasm.. a thrust and you were gone. Little spots blurring your vision. You were sure you screamed his name as he pounded you through his own orgasm. It took a long minute to catch your breath. You were still crying. He had caught you in his arms, praises falling from his lips. He kissed your soaked cheeks, repeating how much of a good girl you were, how you did so good for him.
"You alright bunny?" He asked softly.
You nodded, biting your lip.
"You were amazing darling. You've done so well, I'm proud of you."
He kissed you, little kisses, sweet.
"I think that bunny suit has awakened something in me…" he teased.
You couldn't help but giggle. The bunny suit had been an amazing idea. You'd make sure to wear it more often.
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