#not my fave but closet sex with simeon sounds 💯💯

[raeny-thorns]

Seven Minutes in Heaven

POV: First person told in the present tense

764 words

M/F!MC (referred to GN)

Minors DNI

Plot:

Simeon and F!MC play Seven Minutes in Heaven

Closet sex//semi public sex//seven minutes in heaven//MC receives oral

A/N: ughhhhh it's been a minute, sorry. Anyway, here's a small thing I thought about while sitting in a closet. Also did not do any editing, I'm too tired today

The closet is dark and cramped, especially with the both of us in it. Simeon's knee pushes between my legs, spreading them for him and pulling my waist to straddle it. His hands grip at my thighs, rubbing my ass and slipping fingers under my pants teasingly.

"Simeon-"

"Shh" he hushes sweetly before kissing my lips chastly. His gloved fingers pull at my underwear's waistband and let it snap against my skin with a gentle sting.

"It's not like they don't know what we're doing in here…" I groan in complaint. He snaps my waistband again, just above my groin and massages the ache. "Fuck."

"But it'll be our little secret what exactly we do~" he teases and nibbles my earlobe, I rub my heat on his leg hoping he'll get the hint and just fuck me already. He kisses my neck and grinds his hard on against my leg. "Do you want to experience 7 minutes of heaven?"

"Mmphh simeon-"

"Shhshh"

My eyes squeeze shut as he pushes his body against me, pinning me to the closet wall. It's too small in here. We can hear some giggling from outside the closest from Asmo and Solomon.

"5 minutes left, better hurry~! <3"

His mouth is so warm and inviting, his tongue is sweet and strained against mine. It's so flexible and long. My core aches and I lean into his touch reflexively, grasping for any way to hold him.

"Would you like me to…?" His voice is light so that only I can hear him ask. The tone is velvety with lust so I know what he wants permission for

"Mhm..please…"

His fingers seamlessly pull down my bottoms as he kneels between my thighs. He lifts one of my legs over his shoulder before touching a gloved finger to my wet sex.

"MMPH-" he gags me with his cape quickly.

"Shhshh"

Spreading my labia with his fingers, he runs his tongue down my slit, flexing the tip against my entrance. In replacement of his tongue, he slips a finger in my heat, working it lazily against my core, not enough to satisfy me, but enough to leave me wanting more. He grips my thigh towards him and works his tongue around my clit just out of reach of stimulating the nerves.

"Simeonnn…", I groan lowly.

He licks the flat of his tongue over my clit before flicking it back and forth. I buck into his face, grinding against his tongue. I can feel him smile at me tightening around his gloved finger and his mouth works faster. A second finger gets added to my aching sex, curling them inside of me.

-fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuc–

His head is between my thighs and I'm straining against his movements, bucking into him and strangling my moans with his cape sleeve. I tried to stop breathing to mute the heavy breaths coming from me but it just rips louder grunts from my chest.

"30 second warning, lovebirds~!" Asmo's singsong voice calls from outside the door.

Oh fuck. Times almost up

My movements get shakier as I near my high. Simeon grips my ass to keep me in place.

I've let go of the cape, letting it ungag me and entirely began fucking his face without thought, gripping his hair and pushing his face into my sex.

His movements speed up, groaning, he licks and moans my name into me.

My body tenses and spasms as I finally reach my orgasm, my juices coat his lips, a loud stuttered groan breaks from mine.

We sit together breathing, a sheen of sweat glossing our bodies and we giggle at the whole scenario.

WAIT SHIT THE TIME-

The door swings open and I've barely got my pants on and zipped up. Simeon's face is absolutely fucked. While he got most of me licked off before the time ran out, there was some on his chin. His hair is messy sticking up on some ends. His cape which is barely even on him is damp with saliva and his gloves are coated in my arousal. Solomon eyes us as we exit the closest and chuckles at our dishevelled looks. Asmo is not even trying to be subtle with his gawking and smirking. Simeon strides over to the counter and casually takes a good sip of his water.

"How was seven minutes in heaven~?" Asmo grins.

"Quite swell I'd say. What do you think, Mc?" Simeon smiles softly, passing the question onto me.

I say nothing and just grab his hand to lead him to his room, practically dragging him down the hall.