Melody🤎📖🧸

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ilya 'needy top' rozanov

[w1ngedangell]

mdni please and thank you🫶🏼

charr i love men who lets me do what i need to do 😛😛🫰🏼🫰🏼

he had been blowing your back out, so you decided to wake him up with a treat.

he sleeps like the dead, completely unaware of your plans. he's spread out like a starfish, one arm thrown over his head, the other tossed carelessly over your side of the bed. his morning wood tenting the sheets slightly.

you gently pull down the sheets, revealing his hard length. you start to kiss his inner thighs softly before moving up to lick along his shaft slowly. he stirs slightly but doesn't wake up fully yet. you take him into your mouth gently sucking and licking until he starts to harden even more.

his hips twitch slightly as he starts to wake up slowly, still mostly asleep. you take him deeper into your mouth, sucking gently while your hand squeezes the base of his cock. he lets out a sleepy groan, his hands still not moving from their original positions.

you keep sucking him off slowly and gently, your hand moving in tandem with your mouth. his dick thickens and lengthens in your mouth as he wakes up more. one hand reaches down to tangle in your hair as he lets out a low sleepy moan.

he's now half awake, his hips starting to move slightly as he fucks into your mouth gently. he's enjoying the slow, tender wake-up call. his other hand moves to your cheek, stroking it softly as he continues to moan sleepily. "Dove..."

you look up at him through your lashes as you suck him off slowly. his eyes are still half closed, his mouth slightly parted as sleepy moans escape his lips. he loves morning blowjobs but he especially loves when you're gentle and let him stay half asleep.

his eyes flutter closed again as he leans back into the pillow, completely content. he spreads his legs wider apart, giving you more room to move between his thighs. his hand in your hair just rests there, not guiding or rushing you. he's completely at your mercy right now.

his sleepy moans turned into soft whimpers when he got close, tightening his hold in your hair as he came down your throat without warning, hips twitching with sensitivity.

[w1ngedangell]

Simon never really celebrated Christmas, didn’t care for it that much. But when you spent your first Christmas together, best believe he made such an effort.

He went all out, decorating the tree with you, agreeing to bake and listen to those horrid Christmas songs. But he also bought nearly everything you asked for, because you deserve it. Shrugging nonchalantly when you squealed with excitement and hugged him tightly when you opened your gifts.

He didn’t know why he didn’t expect much, probably because he hadn’t wished for much. But of course you just knew what he needed without him realising it himself. Buying him a new pair of sweatpants, some new mugs, maybe a deep bowl or two.

But his favourite gift was definitely you. He just felt very grateful.

[w1ngedangell]

Simon smut bla bla

mdni

the kiss had escalated, now laying on the couch by the fireplace, soft moans as your nails dug into his back and shoulders. the heat from the fireplace wrapped around you both, it created a bubble of warmth and intimacy. Simon’s body covered yours as he kissed you hungrily, his hands roaming over your body.

“You’re gorgeous, y’know that?” he murmured against your lips before they trailed a path down your neck, groaning when your nails dug into him, his grip on your thighs tightened. it was like you were made for him. you felt perfect, fitting right into his arms under his touch. “So perfect…”

one of your hands moved from his back to the nape of his neck, fingers curling around the outgrown hair. moaning his name sent a jolt through him. “Say it again. Say my name.”

you did, begging his name like a prayer. his thrusts grew deeper, catching your lips in a deep kiss to swallow your needy moans. he was everywhere. around you, over you, part of you.

“Simon…” you breathed, hips lifting to meet his. “Please…”

you weren’t sure what you were asking for. more? slower? faster? deeper? you felt like you’d go mad if he stopped now.

he didn’t say anything, just continued his lips down your body and up again while his tip kissed your cervix.

[w1ngedangell]

making Simon fail NNN but it literally takes nothing.

all you did was unload the dishwasher slightly bent over in one of his shirts, he froze in the doorway, sight immediately going to his cock that was now hard as a rock. he at least let you finish the task before kissing you senseless against the counter, effortlessly picking you up, wrapping your legs around his waist — fucking you against the counter.

he marked your neck and chest, nearly whining as he finally got to finish inside you after desperately holding back for three days. three days too much.

[w1ngedangell]

plucking Simon’s eyebrows

despite being a hardass he knows he has absolutely no say when you straddle his lap with the tweezers in hand. he just sighs dramatically, places his calloused hands on your thighs and closes his eyes.

you do your thing, giving him a rewarding kiss afterwards. and it takes everything in him not to flip you over and take you right there and then.

[w1ngedangell]

Simon with ADHD!

(first i just want to say that I have ADHD myself and that hyperactivity is so different from person to person. for me it “comes out” around people I feel safe and comfortable with and that’s how I see Simon with ADHD)

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He had gotten very good at masking his out showing hyperactivity over the years. But even if the body is still, his mind is like a rollercoaster. Racing thoughts, overanalysing and day dreaming, jumping between topics. And then he met you.

It only took a few days for him to be able to unmask. He talked nonstop, never stopped moving, enthusiastic, rapid speech, impulsive jokes. It felt like breathing fresh air around you, he felt so understood.

You’d just smile and nod to whatever he was talking about, giving his arm that gentle caress when he was talking way too fast. You’d match his energy when he was jumping around and being all goofy. He loved it.

[w1ngedangell]

Single girl dad Simon

The story about your mum is honestly not even worth telling. She’s an asshole, that’s it.

It’s been you and him since day one and in six years you’ve only asked about her once. Because all you need is him.

He shows up to all your school things, comes with you to every single gymnastics practice, knows every hairstyle, reads every book for bedtime. And for a man who never expected to have kids, he loves it.

Because when you have someone so dependent on you, dancing around in the kitchen, arguing over what clothes you’re gonna wear and someone who curls up next to you. It’s hard not to love it.

After yet another nightmare you came into his room. He let out a deep sigh and scooted over, lifting the covers to invite you in.

“Nightmare?” He asked, and you unsurprisingly nodded. “Tell me.”

“The ice monster from frozen was there, daddy. And it was scary.” You mumbled.

“Mmh… That bastard again.” He groaned. “Next time that overgrown snowball shows up, tell him Daddy said no. And if he doesn’t listen, Daddy will kick his frosty arse into next week.”

You giggled. “I’ll tell him.”

“Good girl, now sleep.” He kissed your forehead and pulled you close.

[w1ngedangell]

Simon with a deaf wife!

It only took him a couple weeks to learn the basics when you first started seeing each other. He immediately saw a future with you and he just knew he had to learn how to properly communicate with you.

He was sometimes up to 4am just to practise sign language.

In a year he was basically fluent, and he helped you so much with social interactions since you’re kinda shy.

It didn’t take long before you moved in together, got engaged, married and now expecting your first child!

(tbh I lowkey hate this one but I felt like I needed to post something 😓)

[w1ngedangell]

Simon with a deaf wife!

It only took him a couple weeks to learn the basics when you first started seeing each other. He immediately saw a future with you and he just knew he had to learn how to properly communicate with you.

He was sometimes up to 4am just to practise sign language.

In a year he was basically fluent, and he helped you so much with social interactions since you’re kinda shy.

It didn’t take long before you moved in together, got engaged, married and now expecting your first child!

(tbh I lowkey hate this one but I felt like I needed to post something 😓)

[w1ngedangell]

Simon who is better with kids than some might expect.

After years of uncertainty he had a son with you, who’s now five. The concept of sharing is a process, for sure.

It’s been a long day and all he wanted was to come home and cuddle with his wife, so that’s exactly what he did! Suddenly, his son came and saw you two.

“Mummy’s mine.” He whined, attempting to push Simon’s hand off your thigh. Simon laughed, “She’s my wife.”

After a long back and forth he pulled his son onto his lap.

"You see, buddy, your mummy's love is like a big, warm blanket. It's big enough for everyone to snuggle under and feel the warmth."

"But if you try to hog the blanket for yourself, others will get cold. That's not fair, right?"

The little boy chewed on his lower lip thoughtfully before shaking his head. “No, daddy, it’s not fair…”

“Wouldn’t it be cozy if you got cuddles from both mummy and daddy so everyone got what they wanted?” You chimed in, and he agreed. He made himself comfortable between you and Simon, and it became his new favourite thing.

[w1ngedangell]

Simon who became an expert of your body language.

He knows exactly what you like and dislike during intimacy, he noticed the way you swallowed a little too hard when something didn’t feel right and immediately stopped.

But he also noticed the way you’d tense when something was too loud or crowds were too big. In too big crowds he’d effortlessly lead you away, pushing past people with his massive body. In case of loud noises he’d simply cover your ears and bring you somewhere quieter if possible.

(English isn’t my first language and I struggle a lot with “too” and “to”, but I think it was right this time? 🥹)

[w1ngedangell]

Simon who wasn’t amused at all when you did the current boyfriend prank.

He looked up from his phone, still leaning against the counter and looked at you like you’d just disrespected his entire existence. But he made sure you knew your place later.

[w1ngedangell]

i’m lowkey depressed sooo…

cw: death, slight mention of suicide, sad Si☹️

(idk if i should add anything else, pls tell me if i should so i can edit it as soon as possible!)

Simon who sits at your grave almost everyday, but today is special. Exactly one year since you passed.

He felt so lost in life. You’d been the one who got him to open up, let himself be vulnerable, and now you’re just gone. He sits quietly, just eating his sandwich as he watched the sunrise before he starts talking about everything that’s happened since you left him.

He let himself cry this time. A part of him hates you for leaving him, but he also finds peace knowing you’re not suffering anymore.

[w1ngedangell]

You had just gotten back home after getting your nails done, sharp square french. Classic and clean. You came home to a shirtless Simon, standing by the stove, tapping his long thick fingers against the counter as he waited for the pasta water to start boil. He looked way too good.

Muscles on full display as well as his biceps and arm covered tattoos. Absolutely delicious. What’s even better is that you know that goddamn happy trail is exposed too…

[w1ngedangell]

You had just gotten back home after getting your nails done, sharp square french. Classic and clean. You came home to a shirtless Simon, standing by the stove, tapping his long thick fingers against the counter as he waited for the pasta water to start boil. He looked way too good.

Muscles on full display as well as his biceps and arm covered tattoos. Absolutely delicious. What’s even better is that you know that goddamn happy trail is exposed too…

[w1ngedangell]

Simon is not the confused dad who has to call and ask what diapers to buy, no no. He knows everything.

Exact date of birth, even what time the kid plopped out? Not a problem.

How to get the kid to fall asleep? Light work.

If he has a daughter you best believe he knows every hairstyle and braiding technique because he’s been practicing on you since you found out the gender.

(I’ve been trying to come up with something to write for days, this was it. not exactly a fan of this one either 😩)