#friends who kiss

[the-guppy-fish]

Long Showers

Shower sex with your roommate.

Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader

Warnings/tags: shower sex, denial of relationship on both parts, ...and they were Roommates🫢, pinv sex, no mention of protection (wrap it up irl!), fingering, handjob, kissing🤭, nippleplay, domesticity, pizza?. That stupid "I'm kinda in love" smile (no one saw that). Simon being Simon.

MDNI 18+

Your heavy steps echoed in the hallway. Your clothes were damp with sweat after your workout. Limbs heavy and tired, your muscles aching for a hot shower to melt away the exhaustion. Finally, you reached your apartment door. It creaked lowly as you opened it, walked in, and closed it behind you. While toeing off your trainers, you called for your roommate, announcing your arrival.

"I'm home." Not many moments later, you heard the couch groan as a weight lifted from it. Bare feet padded over the floor and found their way into the entrance, where you hadn't moved from yet. Your body was tired and unwilling to move

"Hey, luv. Was it a good workout?" Simon appeared before you and leaned against the doorframe, watching you with a smirk growing on his lips. You nodded as you willed your legs to move forward. "Yeah, it was alright. I need a shower, though. I'm exhausted." You slid past him as he stayed in the doorway, head turned sideways to see you in his peripheral vision as you walked stiffly towards the bathroom. While walking, you began to peel your moist clothes off your body.

By the time you reached the bathroom, you were left in your sports bra and knickers. Simon had followed you silently, taking in the sight of your sweat shining body. He could make out the taught muscle beneath your damp skin. Seeing how strong you had become in the time he had known you made him smile, as he thought of how hard you had worked for the physique you had now.

You moved onto the tiles covering the bathroom floor as you pulled off your knickers, leaving you with the last and hardest piece of clothing to remove: your sports bra. Like a wandering ghost, Simon appeared in the doorway once again. He saw the slump in your shoulders just before you reached to fight off the tight piece of fabric.

"Here. Let me help." You felt his presence behind you, his large hands wrapped around your torso, fingers reaching for the elastic band sitting snuggly around your chest. He pulled it off with ease, carefully sliding it over your head and raised arms. He dropped it to the floor and rested his hands on your hips. You sensed his lips close to your neck. The tip of his nose stroked your skin and slid up behind your ear.

"Can I join you?" You hummed and nodded gently. Simon retracted his hands to peel off his own clothes. You moved to the shower to turn on the water, purposefully turning it to a lower temperature than what you'd normally shower in; knowing Simon would literally melt at your usual preferred shower temperature.

The water spluttered from the shower head and cascaded down. You pulled the hairtie from your tousled hair, letting your strands fall down. Simon was behind you again, his strong hands wrapped around your shoulders and lips returned to your neck.

"You did well today. You're getting stronger." He whispered into the soft skin of your neck. His hands trailed down your arms, fingers interlacing lightly with yours as his lips remained on your neck. He placed small kisses and nips along the curve of your jaw. You pulled one hand away to feel whether the water was warm enough. Once satisfied, you stepped into the shower. Your other hand gripped Simons to pull him in behind you.

He stepped in after you, his arms wrapped around you as the water fell over both of you. Once you were soaked, he reached for you shampoo. He hinted at you to move out of the cascading water. Then he gently worked the product into your scalp, strong fingers massaging your head. The feeling was heavenly. Without a word, he rinsed your hair and repeated the process. In a trained manner, he moved on to lather the ends of your hair in conditioner, rinsed his hands, and squeezed a little of your facial cleanser into his hands. Gently, he massaged your puffy face with his large fingers. Once he had rubbed your skin clean, he took the shower head from its holder on the wall and delicately rinsed both your face and hair and placed the sprinkling head back on the wall.

By now, some of the exhaustion had left your body. Simons skilful fingers and the hot water helped you regain some strength. He was looking down at you as you opened your eyes to see him after the rinse. He was magnificent. Strong arms and chest were right in your line of sight. You moved your gaze to find his dark eyes in the foggy shower. He was smiling down at you in a comfortable manner.

While you held his gaze, you slid your hands onto his strong abdomen. You felt him tense as you moved your hands down towards his hips. His beefy arms settled on your shoulders, forearms crossing behind your neck. As you wrapped your hands around his already hard cock. You heard him moan lowly above you. He had his head tilted back in pleasure before he looked down at you. Shamelessly, you worked your hands on his cock as he rested his forehead against yours. By now, your eyes had fallen to look at his impressive cock in your hands. The bright red tip peaking out from between your fingers.

"Mmh, feels good love." His voice was raspy and muffled by the pitter sound of the water. "Yeah?" You looked up to find his eyes again. "Oh yeah." Simon kissed your forehead as his arms slid from your shoulders. His hands settled on your tits, fingers finding your perked nipples and rolling them between the pads of his fingers. Your hands kept working on his length, and slowly, he began to thrust into your grip. His brows drew together in pleasure as you leaned in to catch one of his nipples between your teeth.

Simon hissed at the stimulation, his fingers squeezed your nipples hard, eliciting a moan from your lips, the sound vibrating throughout his sensitive peak. "Little minx. Let go, before I cum all over you." You freed his nipple, licking it gently in apology as you looked up at him, with a smirk growing on your lips. His dark eyes bore into yours as he peeled your hands from his throbbing cock.

"Turn around." His hands settled on your hips, carefully turning you to rest your back against his chest and pulling you in under the hot stream again. His hands went each their way, one grabbed your breast, and the other snaked it's way between your thighs. You felt his hungry lips on your neck and his fingers circled your clit. He held you close to his wet skin, his throbbing cock stabbing into your arse as his hips thrusted into yours. Simons mouth sucked, licked and nipped at your neck, leaving a trail of bruises on your skin. His hands worked you close to the edge, fingers toying with your nipples and clit under the hot water.

You were a panting mess when he spoke, lips right next to the shell of your ear.

"Let me bury my cock in you. Fucking fill you up. Baby, I wanna feel you around my cock."

A moan escaped your lips at his words. "Fuck me, Riley." He wasted no time, turning you around and carefully lifting you up in his arms. He sandwiched you in between the cold tiles of the shower and his warm chest. You had learned the hard way that it was wise to place a showermat under your feet, so neither of you would slip and fall when fucking in the shower. That was one very awkward trip to the emergency room that neither of you had ever spoken of after that night.

In a swift motion Simon slid his cock into your soaked cunt. At the feeling, you both moaned out loud. Noise filling the small space and echoing off the tiles. His pace was fast, unrelenting, and hard. Your lips came crashing onto his, kissing sloppily till you were almost out of breath. Simons large hands cupped the globes of your arse, fingers digging into your soft skin with a bruising force. Your own hands held onto his shoulders, his neck, fingers sliding into his wet hair and holding it tightly.

As he bullied his cock into you, you came closer and closer to the edge. The obscene, porn-worthy sounds of his moans and hips slamming into your core filled your ears. In between sloppy kisses, you heard him speak.

"Touch yourself for me. Come on my cock love." Quickly, you slid a hand down to find your clit. Your fingers swirling around the swollen bud desperately, chasing your and Simons highs. At the stimulation, you moaned his name. The sound made his eyes roll into the back of his scull, a shiver ran down his back, and you felt his cock throb vigorously inside your clenching walls. You were both close now. It wouldn’t take much to push either of you over the edge. So you slid your other hand down to squeeze his chest. The strong muscles tensed under your touch. You let your nails graze his nipple, the pads of your fingers squeezed the sensitive skin. Simon moaned loudly into your mouth as you squeezed harder, rolling his nipple between your fingers. In between kisses, he muttered fuck, over and over until he came with a loud groan. You followed not long after him, the violent throbs of his cock hitting spots inside you, that made you see stars.

Your movements halted slowly as your highs ebbed out. The space between you filled with sounds of pants and laboured breaths. Simon had slid you down to stand on your own wobbly feet again. His cock slipped out of your soaked core, letting his sticky cum seep out of you and down your thighs. You stood, foreheads resting against each other as you came back to reality. Simon leaned down to kiss you sweetly. His hands came up to hold your face as his lips fell onto yours.

As he pulled away, his voice found your ears. "C'mere, let's get you cleaned up, love."

Once you were out of the shower, he wrapped you in a large towel. He tied another around his hips before he moved to leave the bathroom, and your tired and towel clad body behind.

You called out for him, "Where are you going?" He responded, his voice sounding down the hallway. " 'm hungry. And I kinda forgot that I had put pizza in the oven for us."

You could only laugh, shaking your head and beginning to pat your body dry. "Bloddy hell, Simon." You whispered to yourself.

He called out once more, voice distant. " 's not that bad. Only the one on top got a little burned." He came back slightly jogging, holding on to the towel around his hips. As he appeared in the door, you were still drying off your body. You looked at him with a wide smile as he went to grab his clothes off the floor and pull them on. His body was still covered in little droplets.

"Come on, love. Hurry up. It'll get cold before you're done in here."

He gave your forehead a quick kiss before he hurried back into the kitchen. He left you smiling to yourself as you finished your routine before joining him on the couch.

He had left the less burnt pizza for you to eat.

What a gentleman.

[fyeahstormandwolvie]

Uncanny X-Men Annual #11 (1987)

[herejusttosufferalong]

Nic and Luke in a nutshell

[fairlytaleofloveonearth]

Our lips tangle together as the moonlight illuminates our conjoined faces

The soft, sweet feel of your mouth on mine is enough to have me itching for more

But I make sure to go slow;

To savor every moment, to savor all of you.

But also, I’m secretly hanging on to the possibility that those three words we’d promised to never say will fall from your mouth into mine.

I know you feel them.

You must because I do, too.

[precariously-in-love]

"If I knew then What I know now It'd ruin all the ways how We grew into what we are now And truth is Some loves weren't meant to be had Only to be felt And I couldn't love you Any more than I do But love isn't in love" - Eloise

[xamitras]

For many of years I had this tradition of drawing Wirt and the beast once a year to see how much I have improved, then depression hit in 2023 and couldn't continue, but it left so really amazing art in the process

[malinaa]

if i think about the hunger games in peeta's perspective i WILL start sobbing

[someguyinc]

hate it sm when i'm talking ab a ship and how i love their friendship and someone corrects me and says: actually they're lovers,, or smth alongside lines of what friends do that for each other???

stop diminishing friendship and its importance when it comes to romantic relationships!!! most of the ships that i love are because they are great friends,, they love each other as people and if they happen to fuck nasty that is also cool sometimes,,, but like i would follow my friends to the end of the earth and fight monsters for and with them,, the doesn't mean we are romantically involved,, it also doesn't mean i don't love them,,

platonic and romantic relationships rock equally and putting one down in favor of the other (which often times means forgoing friends for romance) fucking blows

[veggiemist]

hoooo

Their “man-dates” end in them kissing

Alternatively…

[pinkfey]

i saw a video where a woman’s husband said hello to her best friend (they touched cheeks with a short mwah) and so many people felt that this would be a personal boundary violation for them, so i’m curious what the consensus is!!

keeping it simple, no nuance + if u think ur ethnicity or culture has to do w your answer i would love to know!! 🫂😚💕💕

[tsukk1]

[senfrogs band au] the sillies in merch ft. two pretty bestfriends ✌🏽⭐️

[mayhasopinions]

cinematic parallels or something

[batboopp]

batman my brother in gotham what is wrong with you

[nobully]

nicawlette: Okay well, first of all there were way too many steps before that kiss for it to be accidental and second it's totally expected and normal to find me hot, so you're safe there.

'Okay, sure. Leaving aside the fact that you're hot—' (Which is fine, because they both agree on that so they can leave it there)

'That entire night started because you found my trashy attempt at a novel—' (and yeah he was never writing one of those again) '—and talked me into treating you nice?'

'I worked my ass off trying to get it right and overestimated how much I actually needed to do and we ended up in that mess. That's all. I-I mean it was cool and all but you're not in love with me either, right? These people are just insane.'

[proselles]

clinging to the sex warning for arcane like an angst with a happy ending tag on ao3