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he’s literally my baby boy I love him so much it’s unbearable lmaoooo

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ok guys i sweeeear im writting and working on the one request in my inbox, im just busy with my finals

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Soap just loves giving you playful headlocks, laughing as he ruffles your hair. He catches you by surprise more often than you'd like to admit, nearly making you jump out of your skin when you feel his bicep against the front of your throat. Yes, this almost always leads to you two getting frisky, so hopefully no one else is around. With your neck being circled by his thick arms, you're at his mercy as he presses himself up against you, his mouth sucking at your neck. He chuckles as you jump a bit, feeling his obvious erection pressing against your ass. Johnny lives for any reaction you will give him, so naturally he loves to tease. Surprisingly patient, and willing to just spend however long he pleases rubbing up against your clothed cunt to draw out your sweet noises. Sometimes, if he's feeling like a dick, he'll stop riiiight before you reach your peak, leaving you to come find him later for some "payback".

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Miguel O'Hara Headcanons (SFW/NSFW)

SFW

I honestly think the Miguel we see in ASTV is totally romantically constipated. yeah, he's probably dated a few women, but it never went too far with them.

He can flirt, but he isn't really sure how to settle down or get comfortable. He likes his solitude, it allows him to recharge and get his work done, but also hates being so alone, a vicious cycle really.

At some point, he would probably push aside the idea of any relationships, becoming too busy with his work and the spider-society. Despite being surrounded by others that he should connect with, he still feels so alienated. You'd have to be a bit pushy with him to actually get through, he's very hard headed.

Don't take his attitude too personally, he might try to shield himself off, but really he needs some support. He'll be grateful for it later, even if he doesn't know it now.

NSFW

Very hot take, but I also think he's a virgin. He's made out before yeah, but it's never really gotten to below the belt. It's not like he can't get laid, he just has never found "the one" he's willing to open up to.

Pretty vanilla in his favorite positions, prefers missionary/most positions like missionary. Doggy and such are sill on the table, but he prefers to be able to look at your face while you guys go at it.

Be prepared to be covered in bite marks/hickeys. Complain all you like about the obvious teeth prints he leaves behinds, he won't even pretend that he cares.

Blowing him is sorta awkward the first few times. It's hard to tell if you're doing a good job because all you hear from him are slight grunts. Gets more vocal the more comfortable he is, praising you and such.

Great at eating you out. Knows how to multitask with his fingers and tongue, which never fail to make you feel good. His smoldering eye contact often sends you over the edge. Looooves making you squirt, feels like an achievement to him.

Aftercare is generally quiet but sweet. He'll hold you against his chest, or start a bath for the two of you. No matter how many rounds you guys go, it always feels like you're exhausted and he's barely tired.

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Can I request Simon's gf / wife asking him to do it with his military gear on. Like she one day she just blurts out with a dirty smile: "Do you think Ghost ever gets jealous that Simon gets to have all the fun? Maybe we should let him join in." I love Simon, but Ghost is something else entirely.

sɪᴍᴏɴ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ﹐ ʟᴏᴠᴇ

Simon "Ghost" Riley x fem! reader

HELLO????? This absolutely didn’t help my delusions and now I won’t stop thinking about it😫😫 THANK YOU ANON FOR REQUESTING THIS! I LOVE U💘💘💘💘💘

Trigger Warning: rough sex (MINORS DNI!) , mean Simon Ghost, edging, oral (m! receiving)

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It was a lazy Saturday afternoon. It was just you and Simon in your shared apartment. You were sitting on his lap, only wearing one of his shirts that were way too big on you. Him, on the other hand, was wearing a tight black shirt and joggers. His one hand was around your waist while the other one was writing on his computer since he still had some paperwork he had to send price.

You were getting a bit bored so came up with an idea… You blocked Simon‘s vision by centering yourself on top of him. Confused, Simon looked up to you.

"Simon… I‘ve got a question" you tell him, gaining his whole attention. The other hand that was working on his paperwork left the keyboard and also resting on your waist. His hands were so big that everything looked small in the palm of his hands.

"Go on, love" he rests back on the chair, only looking at you. It was crazy how you had him wrapped around your finger.

“Do you think that…. Ghost gets jealous that you always get to have all the fun? Should we let him join?" your flash him a dirty smile and your innocent eyes were making it hard for him to stay calm. But nevertheless he still failed. When you’re looking at him like that, how is he supposed to not be nervous?

"I don’t know… Maybe we should ask him. Do you want to leave a message for him?" he asked you as he slowly got up and placed you on top of his desk. You pull up your shirt slightly and you could see that Simon was trying very hard to not take you now. As you bite your lip, you reply "Yes. Tell him to not be kind…" At your reply, simon raised a brow, clearly not expecting this response from you.

He left the room for solid 10 minutes and when he came back, it wasn’t Simon standing in the room. No, it was Ghost. And you felt yourself getting too excited.

He was in his military gear and the skull mask was sitting on his face so perfectly. You felt yourself getting wet at the sight in front of you and the imaginations that didn’t stop running through your mind.

He made his way to you and without a warning separated your legs, exposing the head between your legs. He let both of his hands rest on top of each leg and was slowly bending down to the same level as you are. And you would be lying if you didn’t find it hot. Even your heart was racing.

"You asked for me?" he asked you. You quickly nod and lets out a deep chuckle. His hands remove the shirt you have on and now your left with nothing. You already planned on getting fucked by him today and this was your tease. His surprise…

"No bra and no panties. Someone came prepared huh? Such a dirty little slut.." his voice was so deep and the need for him to have no mercy on you was growing with each second you spend in this room.

His left hand took a good amount of hair, leaving you no control over your own body. And he slowly pushed you down on your knees. "Simon…" you desperately whispered and he shushed you with his free hand. "Simon is not here, love. Ghost is"

His pinky was playing around with your lips and as soon as his fingers left your lips, your hands made their way to gain access to his covered dick.

As soon as hick already harden dick spring free, you looked up at him. You couldn’t tell how he was feeling because his face was covered. "I‘m gonna ruin that pretty face of yours" he told you and you did nothing but not at him. "good girl"

As you slowly took a bit of huge cock in your mouth, you were wondering how the hell everything was gonna fit in your small mouth. You felt every single vein and inch of him. As you were slowly getting used to half of him, he started moving your head deeper and each time he would speed up. He was indeed ruining your pretty face. Your glassy eyes were looking at him and he looked straight, leaving moans slip out of his mouth. He was technically fucking your face. It was getting so fast that you had to hold on his belt. "Taking all of me.. good fucking girl."

"I‘m gonna cum" he spoke down to you but he didn’t let go of you. And you don’t want him to. "I‘m gonna cum in your mouth, yeah?" you hum in response and gained a deep groan from Simon Ghost.

As he let came in your mouth, he let go of your hair and patted your head. "Good girl. Good fucking girl" he said as he held your chin, helping you up.

"Ghost." you whisper but he doesn’t pay attention to you calling for him. He turns you around and slowly bends you over his office desk.

He wrapped his hands around your head and with his other hands he held both of your hands behind your back. Without any warning he slid into you, causing you to let out a moan.

He slowly started moving deep inside you and the pain soon disappeared. "Fuck. You’re so tight." he groans as he started moving faster. He was fucking you with full speed, not giving you time to get used to his length. "C‘mon, c‘mon. Tell me, who makes you feel so good? Who fucks this tight pussy better than I do" he pulls your head up with your hair and lets go of your hands. Both of his hands hold your boobs and he gives them a squeeze while he kisses your neck through his mask. "Answer me." he demands while he speeds up his motion. The only sound you can hear is the noise of your bodies colliding. As he thrusts deep inside you, you let out a loud moan and your hands hold the side of the desk for support.

"So needy.. couldn’t wait for my cock any longer. Next time you’re gonna beg for it." he promises and instead of answering, you leave your mouth open and close your eyes.

"Ghost" you moan his name, feeling yourself get so close. His groans in your ear makes it harder for you to focus and the need to release gets harder for you to keep inside of you.

"What is it? C‘mon use that pretty mouth of yours and tell me what you want." the thrusts feel so good, you don’t want him to stop. You need to him to destroy you. As he squeezes your tits, you let out a shaky breath. "Please. I‘m so close" you tell him. His one hand leaves your tit and spanks your ass. "You’re not gonna cum until I allow you to." he replies as he continues to thrust deep into you and spank your ass. And you could feel his finger print form. The cold metal from his uniform was touching your naked back, causing goosebumps all over your body.

"Ghost!" you scream his name and before you could even release, he slipped out of you. You let out a groan and let yourself rest on his desk.

"You wanna cum? You need to earn it." he tells you and slaps your ass. "How?" you desperately ask him and you could feel a devilish smirk form from under his mask. He turns you around and picks you up. You wrap your legs around his covered waist and he cages you between him and the wall.

"I‘m gonna ruin you." he promises and you hold onto the back of his uniform tightly as he pushes his length inside of you. His thrusts deep and fast, causing your whole body to move against him.

"Look down and look how good I fuck you" he demands and you do as he tells you. His cock disappearing in your wet pussy but you couldn’t look for too long. You closed your eyes again because you were confronted with the feeling to finally just cum all over his cock.

"Open your eyes" he tells you and you do. "Look how good you take me. This pussy was made for me."

"You can cum now" and you do, creating a mess on his cock. Your legs shaky, you let your head rest on his shoulder. "Took me so well. But you’re still too tight around me" you laugh and hug him tightly. He slides out of you, confronting you with the feeling of loneliness, and holds you tightly to him. "Next time, I won’t be this gentle with you"

The rest of the night went on and soon ghost disappeared into the closet and lets Simon come out. Simon was more gentle. He kissed you and hugged you the whole night.

You loved Simon. But if you needed wild sex, you have to ask Ghost. Because you know he won’t be gentle with you. And sometimes you don’t want him to ne gentle. But of course afterwards you need your Simon back.

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When the two of you have some alone time, Price just loves to have you on his lap. He strokes your thigh rhythmically as he reads his novel, or rests his chin on the crook of your neck as he does some unimportant paperwork. It's almost like he's scenting you in a way. Blowing cigar smoke in your face, letting his whiskey laced breath waft over you, rubbing his natural musk onto you.

While you and Price don't officially tell the 141 you guys are a "thing", they manage to put two and two together. After all, why else would a doll like you always smell like you just walked out of a bar. Price likes it that way, it feels like he has an unspoken claim over you. Not even having to tell people to stay away from his girl is definitely an ego boost.

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I might just be literally insane but this is a thought thats plagued me for days, hear me out:

König's dick is so big and heavy even when he's totally hard it doesn't stand up all the way against his lower belly or anything it still kinda hangs down. It'd drip on your face while you're sitting under him and he has a huge thing for letting it rest on your face while you're running your tongue over the under side or kissing all over his balls <333 he 100% has a pic of you somewhere with his cock resting on your face covering half of it lmao

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NONNIE THIS IS NOT INSANE AT ALL IT'S TOO FUCKING HOTTT

König is just so fucking big all over :(( his huge body, big and well developed muscles, those strong, broad meaty hips and a layer of fat over his body creates the perfect image of masculinity, maturity and strength and his cock is just the same♡

It's just to heavy :(( thick and long, the multiple veins standing out beautifully, uncut with an extra sensitive tip and huge heavy balls coated with a layer of fine ginger hair, usually hanging low and full and fat especially after a longer mission where he was pent up all the time with no time off to jerk off to the one candid photo of you he carries with him :((

He definitely gets off on the sheer size difference between you two, it literally doesn't matter what size you are, he'll still tower over you and use his big burly body to his advantage. Loves when you suck him off, your small mouth obviously can't take him all in and the tears in your eyes combined with the wet shine of your lips making him growl and his cock twitch with impatience :((

Will make you suck at his heavy balls and will lay his heavy cock on your face and take a picture 'to remember'. You can whine all you want but with your mouth full of his balls you can only do so much besides watching as König smirks and takes another pic while commenting how his dick is literally covering half your face♡

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pls gimmie more Soap headcanons Im just ugh feral over that man

Soap Headcanons (NSFW)

Soap is definitely not ashamed of how he feels for you, as in he will grab and feel you up regardless of where you are or who's around.

Huge on PDA, whether its holding your hand or just plain making out.

Would brag about you to the rest of the squad, would definitely make them jealous.

Has an above average dick in length (6 inches hard, 4 inches flaccid) but it is THICK. You'd struggle to fit it in the first few times, and giving him head is a pretty demanding task.

Not huge on condoms, be weary of that.

Loves doggy style, mating press, and cowgirl, but positions can change on a whim.

He has a pretty rough pace, but nothing that would hurt you too bad. He'll try to slow down if you ask.

Pretty unserious in bed, teases you lightheartedly, cracks jokes sometimes.

Has a lot more stamina than you, could go all night really. Definitely tries to give you the "puppy dog eyes" into going one more round.

"oh com' on, you cannae be tired already... I'll be gentle this round a swear!"

However, when it gets a bit more romantic, he's more quiet and focused.

Loves sucking, biting and generally rubbing his face in the crook of your neck. Sort of like an animal marking his territory.

He groans pretty loudly, I hope wherever your getting dirty is far away from others or is soundproofed.

Likes to sleep after you guys finish, usually he'll have you in a bear hug as well, so your best off just falling asleep with him.

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sorry for the lack of content for the last few days, just been busy with school! working on some soap stuff, and got a few more ideas sitting in the drafts.

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nsfw virgin!miguel o hara headcanons or drabble... evil thoughts flowing through me

(also before you mention his kid, the miguel we see never had a daughter in his universe... SO HE COULD TOTALLY BE A VIRGIN that would be so funny)

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BUT WHAT IF COLONEL KONIG DID A PUSSY INSPECTION?????

HE FUCKING WOULD AND YOU KNOW IT

And he'd be so rough with it too :(( he would bully you with his enormous frame into his room, literally almost throwing you onto the bed before ripoing off your pants and panties before spreading open your legs to look and inspect your pussy :((

You can whine all you want, König won't indulge you, all he's focused on is your cunt. He'd trace his rough fingers up and down, rub at your clit then down to your twitching hole and spread it slightly too until you squirm in pain and pleasure :(( König will only deem the inspection as complete when he doesn't notice any swelling or puffiness to your cunt, no one used your slutty little hole and the large male will grunt in delight and rub your clit even more, happy that his girl is obedient and not slutting herself off with Ghost or that damn brat Soap.

You're HIS, you belong to him and by extention your pussy also is his :((

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Thoughts on dadbod!simon but he isn't toxic? LOVE your work btw <3

thank you so much, love !! this is still kinds toxic, just a bit less? 😵‍💫🫶;

loves when you rub your swollen little pussy on his thigh, grinding you wetness along his lap, looking up at him with glossy doe eyes, begging for a puff of his cigarette :(( “go on, ride me and maybe i'll reconsider..” his hands rested on the small of your back, holding you up while you ride him :((

easing yourself onto his wet, hard and girthy cock. the stretch was painful, but you were desperate for a cigarette. bouncing on his weeping length, grasping at his chubby tits :( “si-simon!! please-” cockwarming him and grinding against his pubes, the friction feeling like escasty, sucking on his hard nipples in a needy attempt to please him.

“attagirl, that's it..” your hips felt weak, just rubbing your clit on his musky hairs, inhaling the sweat from his armpits, his scarred hands gripping at your hips and pulling you off his hard and aching cock, slamming you back down. gasping as his pubic hair tickled your clit, legs trembling with your orgasm running through you :(( “fuck.. good girl, that's it..- c'mom, you're doing so well f'me, fuckin' hell, good girl..”

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König Headcanons (SFW/NSFW)

SFW

While König has social anxiety, I don't actually think he's shy at all. I think people forget that extroverts can also have social anxiety which is a bit annoying lol.

That being said... He probably would get pretty reserved around his crush.

Imagining this isn't on some sort of military base where he's busy all the time, I think he'd try to win you over with things like baked goods, and flowers.

If he asked you out, it would probably be via text or letter, being deathly afraid of rejection.

Your first date would be something like a nice but not too fancy dinner. Maybe even at his place, with him doing the cooking.

He's obviously nervous at first, but by the end of it you two comfortably chatting and laughing.

Walk's you home, giving you a little kiss on the cheek at the door (he tries really hard to be a gentleman lol).

After a few more dates, it's safe to say you guys are a couple.

This really brings out the husbandly side of König.

Can come off as a bit clingy... But he means well! He just want's to take care of you (in a non creepy way I swear (T⌓T) ).

Still bakes you pastries, after all he wants to keep his future wife nice and fed.

BIG cuddler. Cuddles in bed, on the couch, in the bath, ANYWHERE. Really he just finds being in proximity of you to be comforting.

Send's you 'guten morgen' texts with pictures of flowers and such (sort of like a grandma)

Uses lot's of pet names (Liebling, Schnucki, Schnuckel)

Overall, he's a total peach (˵•́ ᴗ •̀˵)

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Not a virgin, but not the most experienced either.

Prefers being on top/in control, but he's definitely more of a service top.

Don't take this as meaning you can't get on top though, it'll just take some time and trust to get to that.

Not really big on pain play, the most he'll go with that is hickey's, some rough thrusting and maybe some pinching.

Pays close attention to you and your pleasure, stimulating you in any way he can.

Can get a little carried away sometimes, leading to him going a bit buck wild (in a good way tho).

Slight breeding kink? I don't think he'd be crazy about it, but he would think about settling down and having kids with you, and well that involves some breeding lol.

Loves oral, giving or receiving.

For giving, he loves holding your thighs and lifting his mask up a bit, giving him full access to eat you out like a man starved.

For receiving, he loves cradling the back of your head as you bob up and down on his length. Might grip your hair a bit, but nothing painful.

Very soft with aftercare, showers you with kisses, cuddles you, or even carries you over to the tub with him to wash off.

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⋆ ★ 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐅𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐅. includes afab!reader, doggy, mating press, a bit rough n unprotected sex, light degradation, light edging, squirting, size kink.

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༊*·˚ The mission went south near the end. It started out strong, with the intel you all had, you were able to locate the man you were looking for without any complications. However, just as you were about to escape, you got cornered. You fought it out as best you could, but there was no escaping with him. You had to leave him and slip into the woods behind you. Sure, you were lucky you were all alive, but there was still that frustration on the surface of everyone’s mood.

Everyone had their own method to taking out their frustration. Some took to the gym, pushing themselves to their limit with weights and cardio. Others pushed themselves to their limit in other ways which in included alcohol at the bar.

Simon, however, looked to your cunt as a relief.

The gym just wasn’t working anymore after being in there all day. He’d used every machine twenty times over, lifted the heaviest he could, beaten every punching bag in there, yet nothing was satiating his frustration.

Until you walked up to him, offering him a sandwich you had made for him, muttering a small “Thought you might be hungry, that’s all,” and turning around to leave with a flustered look on your face. He knew right then that he was in trouble. He knew that once he tossed the sandwich to the ground and moved to throw you over his shoulder and made his way back to his barracks that he was going to have to deal with shit from Price later. But he didn’t care. How could he, with the way your cunt squeezed him like vice as he pounded into you from behind?

It was forceful and rough, the way he bullied his cock into your tight cunt. He watched the way the flesh of your ass jiggled every time he pushed his pelvis against it. The way your back arched impossibly further, wanting everything and more that he was giving you. It made the warm feeling in his lower stomach start to burn. Groans and moans left his throat, unfiltered words spilling out of his mouth uncontrollably.

“Such a good little thing,” he grunted. “Lettin’ me use you like this. Like you’re jus’ some toy, hm? I know ya fuckin’ love it. Y’such a cockwhore. S’all you are.”

The pleasure you were feeling was indescribable. Every push of his hips had his cock somehow going deeper than the last. You could feel his veins, they were probably imprinted on your walls by now. The squelching sounds were enough to give away how fucking needy you were if nothing else.

He brought one hand up to the space between your shoulders, pushing down on it roughly and thus shoving the side of your face against the pillow. His other hand stayed on your hip and massaged the flesh. The way his hand in between your shoulders took up most of the space there had his head spinning. God, he loved how he was so much bigger than you. Towering over you at any given chance always made his chest burn with lust, but this, finally having it happen and realizing just how much bigger he truly was than you, spurred him on to no end.

His hips were moving erratically. They snapped against you harshly in quick motions. You felt like you were being split open with his girth and you were honestly surprised he even fit inside you, considering how you reacted when he initially pulled his pants down. All he said was “I’ll make it fit,” in response to your concerns about him being too big to fit inside you. And damn was he right.

He moaned deep from his chest at the feeling of you tightening around him. “Y’close, baby? Can feel you squeezin’ me tight. I can barely even move, you’ve got me sucked in so much,” he mocked, lifting his balaclava to rest over his nose so he could place sloppy kisses along your neck. He moved to have his mouth beside your ear, and you could feel his warm breath tickle your skin. And in between his low whimpers and groans, he said: “Too bad you ain’t cummin’ till I say you can.”

In one swift motion, he flipped you over onto your back and pushed your knees flush against your chest, moving onto his heels. All the air was pushed from your lungs as he shoved himself back into your pussy in one go, no regard in going slow for you. He cared more about his own pleasure than yours right now, if he was being honest.

With the new position, you could feel him up to your throat. He was so damn deep, fucking into you expertly and having you see stars. All you could do was grab onto the sweat-drenched blankets below you and scream, begging him to let you cum, over and over. He didn’t budge.

“You’re such a—fuck—such a needy fuckin’ whore f’me, aren’t ya? Impatient. Can’t even wait a few more minutes like a good girl. Go ‘head, then. Cum if you wanna cum so badly.”

Your body didn’t miss a beat after he gave you the go-ahead. Within seconds, you were spasming on his cock, legs shaking in his hold, vision going blurry. You could hear him chuckle above you, the faint sound bringing you back to earth.

“This fuckin’ pussy… You just made a right mess everywhere, sweetheart,” Simon mused. “But you still want more, don’t you? Yeah. Y’can’t get enough of my cock, huh, baby?”

☆ — © saintlulls, 2023 - don’t repost, translate, copy, or claim.

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face buried deep into the pillow, all of your sounds muffled by the material, you dared to utter a simple and incomplete sentence.

"s'too much,"

either he ignored you, or didn't hear you- honestly, you had no clue, but it was probably the former. you lost track of time as he continued to bully his cock into your cunt. and, you couldn't do it, you couldn't take him because he's always so fucking big.

"yeah? and you'll keep takin' it all."

he's so fucking mean it's not even fair, you can't even complain because he's filling all of your senses with white hot pleasure. your brain began to turn to mush as his dick stretched out your pussy, hands fisting into the sheets as you pressed yourself deeper into the pillow. his pillow. it smells like him, fuck, he's everywhere and you can't handle it.

ghost's fucking you well-past tears, past the point of begging, he's stressed- and what else could you do but offer yourself to him? you'd been more than happy that he agreed to such a thing, nearly pushing you into the bedroom.

you can't take back a gift, though.

"not gonna fit, simon," you whimpered, barely even able to catch your breath as you whispered to him, tears dampening the pillowcase.

he shushed you by pushing your head back into the mattress. his hands grasp at the fat of your hips now harder as he continued to feed his cock into you, his being mesmerised as he watched your smaller body desperately try and accommodate his size and girth. he had gentler moments, but he knew that you liked it rough, liked him, rough.

"i'll fucking make it fit." to emphasise his words, he gave a particularly rough thrust, finally allowing himself to bottom out inside of your warmth. he groaned lowly at feeling you squeeze him with a vice-like grip, hearing you give a weak moan back to him.

"see? see, love?" he snuck his hand underneath you and pressed down on your stomach, hearing and watching you gasp and twitch. "there we go, can feel me right there, can't you?"

you wanted to tell him yes, to affirm every single thing he would say to you. but you couldn't. all you could do was rock back and forth from the harsh movements that he performed. so, you settled with a nod.

"simon-" again, you tried to tell him that it his size was filling you to the fucking brim, making you see stars, making you feel so good, too good. it was red hot, you could feel every single prominent vein drag against your soft and wet walls before he slammed back into you- obscene and lewd noises filling the room. you wanted to cry, sob and ask him how he always fucked you so good, how he knew every single place to touch you and every single place to avoid.

"shh, just, fuckin' take me, yeah?"

yeah, he didn't need to tell you again.

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Good morning everywannn ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎