#men and their egos

[itsa-me-lily]

So I wrote this during my lunch hour in a haze of fruit and inspiration. Thank you @kitsur for reading this over for me to check the ending and in general for hearing me go on my crazed cork board rants some days (most days)

This is a sequel to “That’s My Purse” and I really really encourage you to read part one because it sets all of this up. And maybe read this if the bed comment is confusing. Also thank you @nightunite for the original ask that lead to all this.

Here is the Simon & Thimble playlist

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Content warning; cheating (kind of. It’s more non monogamy I guess and it’s very debatable if it’s even ethical because I really don’t think Simon would explain his arrangement to a stranger), fatphobia, misogyny, “bro language”

Alright, he could admit it. You weren’t the worst person to be married to. Though you were certainly in the running for most annoying. Always had some smart comment to say, acting like it was an Olympic sport you were aiming for gold in. Sometimes Simon just wanted to eat his beans on toast in god damn peace. Was that too much to ask for?

So yeah you seemed to always run your mouth with him, but sometimes you did say things that made logical sense.

He didn’t care about the whole demi-whatever thing you had explained to him, even if it sparked some sort of recognition in the back of his brain. You didn’t want to have sex with him, so he didn’t want to have sex with you, simple enough. And he could appreciate that you didn’t want the entire base to know he was being cuckholded, however willingly. Though he didn’t really care what people around him thought.

But he’d give what he got. The few times he did find someone that held some interest to him, in some after mission bar, he at least made sure there wasn’t a surface level connection to the base, or you. He’d go back to their place and then act like he had just gotten back from the mission when he went home the next morning. It didn’t seem to bother you and he’d figure you’d appreciate the extra night in the bed and not the pull out.

The first time he tried though, Price nearly put him on his ass. Pulling him to the alley outside the pub and shoving him against a wall, demanding to know if Simon was the kind of man to ignore his vows just to get his dick wet. Trying to explain your agreement with Price went phenomenally awful, and the captain wouldn’t look at him different until all three of you sat down and you confirmed that you were indeed okay with it.

And then of course it had to happen all over again with the other two chuckleheads he worked with. By the time you were having your third sit down with Soap you’d just handed him some informational pamphlet you cooked up. Always had to be cheeky you did. He didn’t think they really understood, but as long as they didn’t look at him like he was a scummy bastard he didn’t care.

So every now and again he’d find someone to follow back to theirs, just to blow off some steam, get rid of the twitch that lived under his skin. The sex was okay. Nothing to write home about. It got the job done.

It was what Simon was planning to do tonight. There was already some bird leaning against the bar, giving him the stare as she nibbled on the end of her drink straw. Plump little thing. But before he could get up to start his advance, voices behind him broke out in the loud drunk way young twenty-something men did when they had too much liquid courage.

“Listen man, pussy is pussy even in the dark”

“Yeah but you got some balls to go after Riley’s wife.”

That stopped him, keeping him glued to his seat. What’s this about you? Judging how Soap’s bottle paused at his lips though, Simon wasn’t the only one to hear it.

“Yeah well she found your balls lacking bro.”

There was mocking laughter from the table behind him. At least Simon wasn’t the only one catching casualties from your mouth. He was going to let it go, maybe just see who they were to keep in mind, when the ring leader decided to seal his fate.

“Yeah yeah. Fat cow’s acting all tough now but she’ll be begging for it sooner or later.”

No Simon didn’t notice how his grip tightened around his beer, tight enough that his fingertips turned white.

“Dude you think?”

No one in the vicinity heard how Simon’s chair scrapped violently against the ground as he stood up.

“There’s no way Riley is fucking that. Even with back shots she’s-”

No one at the other table expected Simon Riley to appear out of thin air, heavy hand coming down with a crushing force onto the man stupid enough to slander your name. Pearson. Of course it was. Jackass who thought he was god’s gift to everyone because Daddy had a bit of money and some girls let him stick it in once.

Yes, you had to have the last word all the fucking time. You had too much shit, and he honestly thought you were a little too obsessed with your guinea pigs.

But you always met him head on. Was so unapologetically yourself, laughing so loudly at terrible jokes even he got startled now and again. You respected who he was, how he was. Like hell he was going to let some personification of a left ballsack talk about you like that.

“She’s my wife”

[fadedkat]

where are these ideas coming from? who are you working with?

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[classycookiexo]

THIS

Stroking egos means I’m faking it, I’ll hype some real shit up all day…..not feeding into that narcissistic BS

[brbarou]

weird girls with multiple personas....i love you....

[plumede]

I just know that Charles had an existing crisis that made him doubt his brawn role in the duo because he lost an arm wrestling match to Edwin.

[archivedhaven]

[blackstarlineage]

[catscidr]

sometimes prime and omega jerk each other off while fantasizing about you and they try to goad the other into losing their composure by saying the nastiest things they want to do to you

[beautifullittlefool1999]

Why does Luke move almost like a tweaker idk but something about him just ain’t right!!!

[feng-shui71]

Every so often, they get along.

An extra that turned out super adorable too ahh:

[classycookiexo]

Make sure you’re not being used for a self esteem boost babe, cause every time you send him long paragraphs it can go to his head 💗

[wilting-fl0wer]

The only correct form of caltam, as far as i am concerned

[darkfictionjude]

I'm romancing Imre, but every time I pick the option to walk in the rain with Lorcan instead of being in a car with him, exactly because of how baffled he is by it, ILY but you need to be taken down a peg

Honestly? Based

He’s literally shook by this development. You would choose THAT over him?

[menlove]

the thing is even people's criticisms of paul are what make him so fucking funny to me. money obsessed little almost twink with the ego of god himself. I need him.

[the-crooked-library]

one thing about Mark is that whether he is at home, at work, or at a clandestine meeting, he is probably getting scolded by the most beautiful woman you can think of. he isn’t even seeking them out and it’s not even necessarily romantic, beautiful women just see him and pick him up by the scruff immediately. ultimate poor little meow meow man

[ruinedwithlust]

Buying him the prettiest things so he can show them off when we go to the club