#also selectively open to notes on if that one paragraph is a lil too afab-leaning but this is still again a WIP soooooooo

[ivymarquis]

WIP Wednesday

Hello my loves I swear I am writing but at the moment it is like herding chickens- I have like 3 things Im writing rn.

So have a lil snippet of this Simon x Reader fic Im working on! Im still rewriting it because I decided to try and make it be a GN piece so we’ll see how that goes??

“Okay,” your voice is like music to his ears and Simon immediately stops what he’s doing, “I have one for you this time.”

Simon pesters you with his worst “dad jokes” often, so he supposes turnabout is fair play here.

“Let’s hear it then.”

“What’s the last thing to go through a bug’s mind when it hits the windshield of a car?” You pause for effect, not really waiting for Simon to make any sort of acknowledgement before continuing. “Its butt.”

Simon snorts- more of a huff, really- the sound short and low. “Got to hand it to you, pet- never heard that one before.”

You let out a pleased hum, obviously proud of yourself for eliciting the response from him. Contrary to his reputation, Simon can appreciate a bit or a joke as much as the next person.

He’s never met you in person (despite a handful of attempts on his end- trying to find you on base has been much like trying to wrangle down a feral cat), but that voice follows him everywhere. Keeps him cozy at night when he’s squirreled himself away until daybreak.

He’s not proud of the number of times your voice has been in the one in his head while his hand is stuffed down his trousers stroking himself- how many times he’s cum to the idea of you laying on her back, thighs spread wide to make room for him as he makes you see God.

Since he’s never seen you, the physical aspect of the person in his fantasy always changes- the color of your skin, the texture of your hair. Whether you have a light eyed, piercing gaze or seductive dark doe eyes. If you’re a short, plump thing with plenty to grab hold of or long and lean and easy to fold- the combinations are endless, each one as appealing as the last. The only constant is the way Simon is at half mast just thinking about that divine voice whining in his ear as he ruts away at you.

It’s easy to get pulled into the lull that it’s just you with him- that there isn’t an entire room full of agents behind you.

Of course it’s just as Simon’s mind starts to wander again that he gets his cue to go.

The mission is simple in the way that all missions are.

Step 1: Get in

Step 2: Don’t die

Step 3: Get out

Step 4: (Optional) go home and work out the stress of the mission by rubbing one (or several) out to the thought of you staring at him moon eyed and begging for his mouth between your legs.

Unfortunately for Simon, things get hairy somewhere around Step 2.

No pressure tags and Il flying off the seat of my pants at the end of my break so Im sorry if we’re moots and I didn’t tag you ;.;

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