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[r1pp4r]

• i wrote this and i just had to share it 😭😭 its abt you and simon’s first time together !! i wanted to show him from my perspective n make him accurate w my headcannons so here ya go!! i hope yall enjoy :))

this one is really sappy. i rewrote it a bit but tiktok saw it first!! btw my tiktok is @r1pp4r 🫣

• !!WARNING THIS IS 18+! MDNI!!

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• warnings: smut!!! 18+ this is honestly just a vv fluffy and comforting smut oneshot.. hinting at SA!

tonight, you had simon over to your apartment. the two of you were on a break from missions, and you both had been in a relationship for almost two and a half years. and neither of you could explain what happened tonight, or why it happened truthfully.

maybe it was the way he smelled, or the way your hair was down tonight.

maybe it was because your apartment was tiny, or how you never looked where you were going.

maybe it was the way you bumped into him walking out of your bathroom while he was walking from the kitchen sink, or the way he looked down at you.

maybe it was the way he instinctively grabbed your waist instead of your hips, or the way you could feel each others heartbeat when he pulled you flesh against him to steady himself.

but somehow you ended up in your bed, with simon between your thighs, pumping his manhood out of your sex slowly, as he watched you very carefully. the two of you had talked about this day, but wanted it to come naturally and you wanted simon to be comfortable enough to make the decision himself.

so when his hands were against your hips, his fingers digging into the skin while your hands were sprawled against his chest, he couldn’t help but lean down and kiss you. you looked up at him so innocently. with all the love in the world and even though simon was absolutely terrified, during the past two and a half years you had shown him everything, given him more than he could’ve asked for.

and that’s how he ended up between your thighs. you wouldn’t have had it any other way though. you truthfully were usually more of a dominant stature in the bedroom. more in a sense where you took control, but tonight.. tonight simon wanted that control and you knew he needed it more than you.

so you obliged happily.

and now you had your hands on his cheeks, and your foreheads were pressed together. his forearms were on either side of your head as he was caging your tiny body in and holding up his huge frame as he split his cock into your tight entrance. you were moaning like it was a symphony and simon loved knowing he made you feel good.

he was terrified that he was ‘tainting’ you in some way by pressing himself against you, but god he could’ve swore that was the sound of heaven falling off your lips. your cries of how good simon felt, were liquid gold.

you couldn’t breathe. he took up your entire being, soul, heart and mind. this man was giving you everything and you were giving him your all in return, because of course he was terrified but you had given up control to him. he had your body, and you loved every bit of it. he controlled the pace, when you looked at him, where he pressed his hands and where your own went.

his words of praise had you falling onto cloud-9, your body was set ablaze with the heat from simon’s movements. the way his cock fit so perfectly into your cunt. it was like he was made for you… and the way he was groaning, the mask muffling them a bit, but truthfully just making it better. you could tell he felt the same.

and this is how the two of you gave up trust.

this is how simon was offering himself to you. he was giving you his all, and asking for yours in return. and you gave yourself.

but, even with his thrusts and his praise.. his slow, languid thrusts and those sweet, sweet words.. it was enough but you needed something. you needed more, and you were willing to ask.. beg, even. but you didn’t want to scare him, so you began to press soft, but wet, open mouthed kisses to his shoulder and jaw. you loved hearing the way he groaned, and grunted above you, letting you know he was enjoying himself.

you were gentle in your touches now, letting your moans sync up with his. the two of you were enjoying each other but you just.. needed one more push, and you could tell he did too. but again you didn’t want to push him, so you tapped him gently, and he immediately stopped, almost backing away but you held him in place, softly.

your eyes told him everything and he nodded, breathing heavily from not only how aroused he was, but how nervous he was now..

but you just looked up at him with all the love, and trust in the world. you ran your hand over the balaclava softly, pressing kisses over where his lips and cheeks would be. then all around.

your voice came out above a whisper before you spoke..

“ghost.. ghost please i- need more..”

“you feel so good i just.. need a little more baby.. can you do that?”

“deeper.. i need to feel you.. if you can..”

you brushed your lips against his balaclava, seeing as he didn’t want to take it off as this was the first time. he’d taken it off before but you respected his decision. you knew what he looked like and his eyes were enough to explain his whole face. you pulled away and you swore the sight of his eyebrows furrowing as he thought about your words. you watched the way he screwed his eyes shut and fully bottomed out inside you, making you cry out once more.

“ghost!”

you cried, screwing your eyes shut as well. your back arched as he had moved your legs a bit higher, causing a new, deeper angle. and simon stopped there, not moving an inch. you opened your eyes, ready to reassure him that it felt good- but when you opened them, simon was looking at you with such an intense gaze.

you could tell his jaw was hanging open under the mask, as his eyes contorted into complete pleasure, feeling you clench around him at this new angle. you were so tight and it was so sweet, the way your pussy was gripping him..

“simon.” his voice was almost a command. “say it. call me simon..”

“please.. i need to hear it..”

“please ripley.. fuck..”

his voice was strained as he looked down at you. he was completely lost in the pleasure between the two of you and you were as well.

but he asked once again and you knew he wouldn’t ask twice.

“simon…”

“simon please.. i need it..”

“i love you simon.. i’m yours.. i’m only yours..”

you whispered softly, and you could hear the guttural groan that fell from his lips. he quickly rolled up his balaclava, only to his lips. he looked down at you with an expression you’d never seen before. at the sound of his name, his eyes darkened with a hunger and love you hadn’t experienced he pressed his lips to yours with a fervor and began to move once again.

but this time his movements were deep, and a bit more unsteady, but god did he know what he was doing. he was bottoming out every time and he had you keening and reeling for him. you couldn’t help it as your head rolled back and so did your eyes, your back arching into his chest. he knew exactly how to hit that spot over and over.

“are- are you okay?”

simon asked as you had yelled particularly loud on one thrust. and you nodded quickly, pressing your lips to his once more in a heightened state. you need to explode around him and you needed him to claim you. you needed to be his. and then he continued his brutal pace, feeling the way you clenched around him as he began to praise you once again.

“god.. ripley i.. you feel amazing.. i can’t..”

“fuckin’.. fuckin’ hell.. oh you sweet girl. you spoil me..”

“givin’ me all this.. all of you.. your trust.. fuck.. i don’t- god i don’t deserve you..”

and though his words were few, you knew what he was saying and though his cock was absolutely plummeting you, you couldn’t help the tears slowly run down your cheeks. but simon was just listening to the way you cried his name over and over like a prayer. he continued to ask if you were alright, and you continued to assure him that you were okay, and that everything was so good. it just felt too good.

simon began to slow down his thrusts as he couldn’t continue looking at your tears. you choked back softly, wondering why he slowed but he just spoke sweet nothings into your ear and pressed soothing kisses to your shoulder and neck.

he waited until you had calmed down a bit, but not enough to where you weren’t still on the edge. and he began to move again, very slowly, keeping a tentative eye on you to make sure you were okay, and he could tell his thrusts were making you feel absolute euphoria.

but one particular thrust had you seeing stars, and simon haulted but you shook your head, ushering him to continue and he did, watching the way your face began to screw up in absolute pleasure.

simon had never seen something so beautiful and he just continued his pace. he had never wanted something this bad. he needed to feel you give your all to him and he was going to bring you over the edge

“yes- yes simon i’m- oh my god-“

“i can’t- you’re so- deep-“

“simon!- i’m gonna cum-! fuck!- right there!-“

and you did. your body erupted into a beautiful explosion as you released onto simon, and gave him your all. you arched your back off the sheets, your fingers gripping into them so tightly you were afraid they’d tear. you cried out his name one last time, your lips parting open as you panted and began to come down.

simon continued to lead and guide you through your orgasm with slow and deep thrusts, and sweet words. but he grunt and groan loudly, his pace becoming uneven and you could tell he was about to come.

“simon.. simon i’ve got you.. go ahead, let go.. it’s okay..”

“you can.. inside.. shh let go my love..”

you said reached up, wrapping your arms around his neck before pulling him flesh against your body. simon for the first time cried out, gripping onto your body tightly as he slowly began to lose his rhythm and stilled, pressing his cum deep into you, which forced a cry out of you as well.

simon didn’t move from your arms and stayed inside you. the two of you were breathing heavily, the smell of sex and sweat was in the air. you could feel the way your sweat mixed with simon’s as he laid against you.

you began to run your fingers from the base of his neck, into his hair, scratching at his scalp softly. you could feel the way simon began to shudder softly and you pressed kisses to his forehead, pulling the blanket around the two of you.

you whispered sweet words into his ear. reassuring him that he was safe and it was the two of you, there was no one else. no one could hurt him and that he was safe with you.

he squeezed you tightly, you could feel his nails digging into your flesh slightly but you knew he needed to feel you and that was okay.

so the two of you stayed intertwined, as you spoke sweet nothings into simon’s ears until you could feel him fall asleep.

[r1pp4r]

hi lovelies!! work has been busy <333 i’m working on requests but in the mean time have some simon “ghost” riley headcannons :))

- i also bought a ps4 and have been playing cod so… more content hehe 🫶🫶

anyway!! here’s the headcannons :)) slight NSFW warning!!!

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• simon isn't a physical touch man unless youre in private but it takes a little bit. he won't be all over you when the two of you are out in public, especially on mission. but he'll do discreet little touches here and there (i.e put his hand on your upper arm, brush your shoulder, your knee, thigh) he'll even grab your pinky (he LOVES finger holding you cant change my mind)

• while simon would be absolutely infatuated with you, he'd also be terrified of you. he loves the thought of having you wrapped in his arms at night but the thought of him crushing or possibly hurting you shuts the idea out almost completely.

• this one is sad but he's hurt you before sleeping. he was definitely having a night terror, he's pushed you out of bed sometimes or woken up screaming. you didn't get to see that until farther along in the relationship though, he probably wouldn't physically sleep with you for maybe the first 6months to a year. it depends on ur dynamic :))

• as much as i know everyone thinks he'd be some mean, aggressive brute in bed... bro. he'd literally be so sweet. he'd take his time and make sure you felt loved. he likes to use his hands and mouth more than his yk, it just makes him feel like he's violating you less? idk how to explain it but he doesn't like receiving TOO much, like he won't ask for it every time but if you ever wanna really get him goin.. 🫣🫣🫣

• simon loves to take care of you, and the thing is you'll argue over it. (at least imc) but he'd definitely try and be the main caretaker of everything and i mean EVERYTHINGGGG, but he also likes ur independence :)) so u have your own job n your own money, he just likes to take care of the big things you pay for groceries n shit (when he's not looking)

• this man LOOOOOVES ur thighs. he loves just feeling his head squished in between the warmth. he loved feeling the skin squish between his fingers as he grabs your legs... esp when it jiggles after he spanks u. ANYWAYYYYYYYYY

• he loves cuddling whenever youre the little spoon in any shape or form. simon is ALWAYS holding you. his arms are wrapped around your form like a cocoon and he makes sure you're all cozied up against him. he also likes to make sure you're protected and one of the only ways he can do that is with his arms around you. he feels the safest with his arms wrapped around you, as do you.

• playing off that.. this man will literally murk a motherfucker if they LOOK at you wrong. (obviously not he'd just stare.. at them. very intensely) but if anyone ever put their hands on you in any sense of malice... i don't think for a second simon would hesitate.

• also... playing off sense. simon 100% knows when someone's bullshitting, or he can call anyone out within a minute. he's VERY good at reading people and truly can figure out their intentions quickly (obvs they can change or he can be wrong but like.. he's not 85% of the time.)

• once simon is comfortable enough with you, he'll come to you whenever he's having a moment and will allow you to basically cradle him until he doesn't need it anymore. he doesn't like to be squeezed tho (besides during ... but we knew that 😸) he just wants you to hold him and run ur fingers through his hair

• he talks a LITTLE bit more with you and his tone is a lot different and his voice is softer but he still doesn't talk a LOT. you do most of the talking but he prefers it that way because he loves listening to your voice. (he 100% calls you on missions whenever he can rather than text, he HATES texting)

• simon has cried to soap and roach about how he wants to love you but feels like he can’t. 100%.

• he only likes to be called simon when they’re at home, or in the bedroom. sometimes you’ve slipped up and he doesn’t mind :)

•bonus simon loves ur hands :~)

[r1pp4r]

Hello There! I hope you're ok, I was wondering if u can help me, It's my first time asking :( ...

Anyway, imagine being captured during a mission, the enemy results being someone from your past an ex boyfriend or something like that, and he's trying to break your spirit which is not an easy task, so finally he ask why are u keep high hopes and confidence, and you answer him with a smile and a "he's going to find me and that will be the end for you"

Would be so cool with König 🤞🏻 but u can decide that 🥺

i hope i did your idea justice!! <33 i tried my best :)) im sorry its a bit long, and not much of tha boys🧍‍♂️i kinda liked the idea of keeping it mysterious n not much of them

anyway!! here ya go <333 i’ll make a ghost version if y’all like this one :)) anyway this’ll be sfw!!

warnings: mentions of gore and violence :))

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you could feel the hair nearly ripping from your scalp as you were being drug a across the floor in a large, open warehouse room. you kicked and scratched, thrashing your arms like you knew how.

but you were like a caged animal, with no escape. thrashing and trying to run. but to no avail. you were on a recon mission with KorTac, and a few of you had gotten separated. including you. but that was their plan all along.

you grunted loudly as you felt you back thrown against a chair, your hands being bound to the back of the metal chair. you struggled once more but finally realized it was futile. so you closed your eyes and took a deep breath, before whatever cloth was over your eyes was removed.

it took you a minute to adjust to the bright fluorescent lights, blinking out all the dust which gathered into your eyes. but as you opened them, you could hear people around you. talking. it was loud, and you couldn’t think.

“oh, you’re awake huh.”

that voice was familiar. too familiar. you began to struggle almost worse, your eyes widening as you realized who it was. but the hand on your shoulder made your blood run cold. the weight was the same. the exact place he touched was the same. you knew it all too well.

“it’s been a long time, yeah? when was the last time we saw each other? was it- no no no. it was france. three years ago.”

the voice made you sick. it was disgustingly sweet, and the way his hand trailed over your skin made it crawl. your hands flexed against the zip ties and tape that were binding you down. you could barely breathe as he had taken all the air from your lungs.

the man came around to the front, squatting down in front of you. of fucking course. but how the hell did he get in to europe? especially here? those are questions you’d get later, but for now you kept eye contact. your gaze was cold as you had a mask which covered your nose down.

“let’s take off that little fuckin’ mask shall we?”

you threw your head back as the man reached out, a sinister grin on his lips. but as you threw your head back he grabbed your jaw and throat, nearly crushing it as he ripped your mask off.

the mask was more than just something to hide your face. it had become your identity and once the man ripped it off, you felt violated.

“there’s that pretty little face i missed.”

without thinking, you spat in his face, your chest heaving as you stared at the man with a deadly stare. your eyes were narrowed and you were clearly holding your ground. the man chuckled, shaking his head as he pinched his nose between fingers and wiped the spit off.

you didn’t care. you knew this man wouldn’t do anything to you or at least you thought.

and as you heard a deep breath, you suddenly felt pressure against your jaw and it was hard. it nearly knocked the chair over and of course he’d punched you. you coughed, spitting out blood as you sat back in your chair, staring at him.

“know your place, bitch!”

the man flung his hand slightly and it was obvious he’d barely thrown a punch before.

“you’re here to give me some information and then we’ll be on our little way. got it?”

you didn’t say anything. you didn’t even move a single muscle. you were trained for moments like these and you wouldn’t let a man like him break you. but you also didn’t want to give him the satisfaction. so you just didn’t say anything.

you didn’t have any of your gear on you. they’d obviously stripped you of everything but you could see it on the table. you didn’t know how long it had been since you’d gone missing and you knew it wouldn’t be long before he found you.

so you just knew you needed to hold your ground and keep composure. you were ready for this. you were made for this. you absolutely knew he was coming for you, and you’d be dammed if you were dead. you wouldn’t leave him like that.

but as the man tsked, it broke you out of your thoughts. you watched as he began walking over to you as he placed a hand on your jaw, gently tilting your head to look up at him.

“aw sweetpea. you’re not gonna talk? i’m sure you will soon.”

the man spoke. you didn’t move once again. but you looked over to the side where the door was. you were waiting. he gripped your jaw once again, causing you to look at him. you still didn’t say a word as you turned your head back, getting his hand in your mouth and you bit down as hard as you could. you could feel his bones flexing under the sheer power of your bite and you definitely drew blood.

but you didn’t care.

the man stumbled back, holding onto his hand as he screamed. you just sat there in the chair, blood running down your chin as you kept your hard and heavy gaze pinned upon him.

“you fucking cunt! fuck! you- oh you shouldn’t have fuckin done that!”

the man yelled at you. he held onto his hand, hissing at the pain but you just sat there with a dumb little smirk on your face. he obviously didn’t know what was coming and you wouldn’t give any evidence to what was.

but you knew he was coming. he had to. the tracker in your suit, walkie, and almost all of your gear proved that. and as if he’d ever let you out of his sight for that long.

you truthfully thought that would be it, but once the man had gotten his hand wrapped, he walked back over, placing a chair in front of you and he sat. the grin on his face truthfully sent a shiver down your spine. he was going to hurt you and he’d make it painful.

but you wouldn’t budge.

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you were bloodied, bruised to a pulp. even though you were sobbing from the pain, you hadn’t given anything up. and you wouldn’t. you hadn’t said a word besides a few nasty remarks and retorts, which obviously just landed you more blows. you could tell the man was getting frustrated as him and his colleagues began arguing. you coughed, looking back at the door once more.

you could feel it. you could feel him. his presence was absolutely menacing and you knew he was coming for you. but did they? absolutely not. otherwise they never would’ve put their hands on you.

the man walked back over to you, and gripped your jaw once more, shifting your focus. you had a dead set look on your face and your eyes were numb. at this point you would’ve let them kill you, because the rage of him wouldn’t disappoint.

the man groaned loudly, narrowing his eyes.

“you were never this strong when i knew you. what happened to the little bitch i knew, huh? the little girl that tucked her tail between her legs at the sight of a man, huh!?”

he yelled, slapping you across the face once more.

you finally turned to look at him with a smile as you heard the sounds of men talking outside the building. you knew exactly who it was.

“you’ll be dead soon enough.”

was the only thing you said and the man scoffed, guessing you were referring to the obvious reinforcements that were coming to save you and of course the man didn’t think anything of it.

“we have this place surrounded little girl. no one’s getting in or out.”

he pfft’d. the other guards were laughing slightly. even with the radio chatter outside, they didn’t seem scared. but they should’ve been.

the man finally sighed and walked over to the table which had various weapons that had been used against you. but this time it was a gun. your eyes widened a bit, and you thought this was it.

but he was coming for you.

“those boys out there are the least of your worries.”

you finally spoke out.

you chuckled, leaning your head back against the chair as the man then pointed it at your chest. the man laughed with you, and of course it wasn’t for the same reasons. you’d let him have his fun and his moment. but this wasn’t ending well for one of you, and it wasn’t you.

“oh really? what could i possibly have to worry about besides them?”

and the smile which graced your face with was something beautiful. it was a real genuine smile as you began to hear the yelling. you knew exactly what was coming.

“just him.”

your tone was flat as the man raised an eyebrow. and as if on cue, the door was busted down. and there he was.

of course könig had come for you. he was a bit farther away but you could see the rage in his eyes. you saw as he looked to you, his eyes widened with concern as he saw the way you were bloodied and bound to a chair. but seeing a man with a gun to your chest?

how dare he.

and as könig began sprinting towards the man who had just tortured you for god knows how long, you took comfort in knowing that this man would be dying at the hands of your lover. and god would he die.

könig wasn’t kind, nor merciful. but hell was terrified of him after what he did to the man who put his hands on you. you couldn’t keep your eyes on him, because you’d never seen him move this fast. könig would usually take his time, but for what they did to you? a fast death was merciful. and as silence rang loud in the building once again, your thoughts were broken by heavy footsteps.

“oh.. my libeling..”

könig’s tone was soft, but the rage in his eyes was still burning bright. with his stature, he had to get on his knees in front of you, untying the ropes in which bound your hands to the back of the chair.

“don’t.. don’t worry, i’ve got you. you’re safe i’ve got you now.”

and as you fell forward, könig wrapped you in his arms, holding you tightly to his chest. you knew he would come for you.

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since yall loved königs so much, heres some simon “ghost” riley nsfw headcannons!!

WARNINGS: MDNI!! this is just completely nsfw :))

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* okay- simon 100% is a thigh lover and i mean ANYTHING to do with your thighs. especially if he fucks your thighs ugh, especially with your back to his chest and your sitting on his lap 🧍‍♂️

* riding. he looooves the way your body is pressed up against him, and the way you move your hips. it’s so intoxicating to him, he’s obsessed. he loves feeling you bite into his neck and shoulder, or your kisses against his jaw. he also loves the way he can grab ur thighs, and thats why he also loves the mating press or your legs on his waist, but like,, pressed to ur chest

* i don’t think simon has a lot of kinks. like not ones that physically harm you. it honestly depends on your preference :) but like idk. for me he’d have some kinks, but nothing with sadism or masochism like at all. but he loooooves to make you feel overwhelmed. i think he’d be into light bondage sometimes but not a lot. he likes to make sure you know you’re safe.

* playing off that, simon is someone BIG on hearing you verbally consent. a nod or a kiss won’t do. he needs to verbally hear you say what you need, or want. that ties into the fact he does absolutely love to hear you beg for him.

* simon is a stone top. at least imo, only bc of his SA. which that can happen, and he feels the need to have some kind of control over the situation and not you entirely. but sometimes he’ll let you praise him, and he’ll beg for you. he lets his guard down and submits to you in a sense.

* SAFEWORD. EVEN THO ITS NOT BDSM HE HAS A SAFEWORD. for him. not just for you-

* simon adore cockwarming. he loves feeling your little cunt on his shaft, where he just has you against him. he lets you grind into him barely, just getting enough friction to have soft, almost inaudible whimpers. especially when he’s doing paperwork.

* simon doesn’t ask you to give him head a lot bc he feels like it’s a task bc of his size. but you always insist and he swears its the best thing because your mouth was made for him. (sometimes he’ll fuck your mouth if he’s feelin silly n goofy :p)

* MARKINGGGG!!! he loves leaving sweet hickeys all over your neck, softly massaging your clit while sucking soft bruises onto your skin <333

* he takes his time a lot. and i mean a lot of time. he doesn’t like quickies (i agree) sessions can last sometimes 3-5 hours because he has so much stamina. like good lord.

* but he also takes his time bc he wants to show you how well knows your body. good lord does he know it. he knows exactly how to make you sing, and he’s hit spots you couldn’t have imagined.

* yes, simon is BIG but he knows how to use it. people who don’t know how to use their dick and its big, it hurts. but simon knows his angles, how deep he can go, etc.

* simon has a huge breeding kink, and i mean it’s horrid. he fills you up every single time. multiple times. he loves the thought of fucking a kid into you, and loving a kid into you. but he knows your both not ready for it yet, but it still drives the both of you crazy, the thought of you plump w his kid

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anyway not to be,,, personal but damn the tiktok cosplayers are mean asf 🧍‍♂️ im broke and tried to do könig and got bullied off 🧍‍♂️ LIKE HELLO??? HE LITERALLY JUST WEARS A T-SHIRT OVER HIS HEAD LEMME BE ???

[r1pp4r]

i’m having like terrible writers block rn and if anyone wants a certain ghost or könig fic lemme know 🫣🫣 i wanna start taking requests!! <333 hope you beautiful people are havin a wonderful day :))

MY MENNNNNN!!!!!!!

[r1pp4r]

• heres some more COD smutty smut >:))) so here are some nsfw könig headcannons!! im gonna do my man simon here soon but könig was taking up my entire SOUL last night so i wrote these :))

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warnings: NSFW!! MDNI P L E A S E <333 theres so much like its so much

- [ ] • this man is absolutely obsessed with a size kink. and i mean OBSESSED. he loves that you’re so small he can pick you up, and maneuver you however he wants. whenever he’s hitting it from the back esp in the shower, he’ll just pick you up and hold you while he slides you open on his cock 🫣

- [ ] • he loves any type of leather toy. he is a leather man all the way, and he also definitely has harnesses for you. he’d probably have you wear a leather collar at LEAST a few times 🖤

- [ ] • okay!! so yes könig is an absolute monster in bed but he’s also very very aware. he knows when it’s getting to be painful but also.. he’s just oblivious to how BIG he is. he doesn’t realize that every time he’s slamming into your little cunt that he’s literally splitting you in half almost

- [ ] • primal play. he absolutely LOOOOVES to chase you around the house while you hide and he drags you out from underneath something or literally ensnares you, it’s pretty hot ngl

- [ ] • honestly i think he’s vocal :) grunts, groans, moans, pants you name it. he’s very animalistic? def growling and like… almost marking tendencies?

- [ ] • will call you so many pet names and i mean SO many, especially in german. he’ll praise you in german while absolutely railing you.

- [ ] • idk i don’t feel like he’d be big into impact play? like p*ssy slapping n stuff yeah, ass here too but like HITTING you in the face? idk maybe a light slap here and there 🧍‍♂️ but nothing gruesome (besides ur ass that has been bloodied before)

- [ ] • he’s willing to try most stuff once, twice depending on the situation.

- [ ] • he is an edger to the fucking MAX. simon does edge you but thats bc he likes you to cum hard. KÖNIG?? NAHHHH, this man wants you so brain dumb that you’re basically drooling for him. he loves to overstimulate your body with giving you everything, then taking away his fingers or shaft at the last minute so you clench on nothing..

- [ ] • sometimes he’s gentle. but those aren’t necessarily nights he’s being nice. he’ll just slowly fuck into you from the side, basically just using you. you’d be cockwarming him 100%, and he’d just feel you explode and then keep going :D

- [ ] • also!! sweet stuff <333 aftercare is so, so so important to him. since he basically makes you brain dead for a little while, he loves to carry you around the house, gets water, snacks, comfort plushes n such. especially comfort clothes. he even got chair for the shower so after you all are done you dont have to stand :) he’ll def put you in one of his sweaters, shirts, etc. and then pull you against his chest and cuddle you until you fall asleep or he’s ready for the next round 🧍‍♂️

- [ ] • speaking of.. yeah this man is absolutely animalistic. he’s growling, biting, scratching, pulling, yelling. anything you can think of primal and he’ll do. it’s actually really really hot

- [ ] • … he’s an anal man sometimes. and has 100% gotten pegged but will never speak of it.

- [ ] • he has a breeding kink like a motherfucker. that man will absolutely fill you until you genuinely have a bulge. he loooves watching his cum literally ooze out of your literal swollen cunt and he always talks abt how hes gonna fill you with his kids and mark you so no other man wants you 🧍‍♂️

ANYWAY THATS ALL!!! simon comin tn :)

[r1pp4r]

• hiii!!! this is gonna be my first post.. ive literally never shared anything besides on tiktok!!! (my tiktok is r1pp4r most of my stuff is already on there 🫣) anyway enjoy

• uh… simon’s jealous hehe :))

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summary: there’s a new recruit who doesn’t understand that you belong to ghost. but is he about to find out.

word count: 2.4k

warnings: smut!!!! MDNI!! simon ghost riley x fem reader, unprotected piv (latex goes inside too), possessiveness, no use of y/n, praise, breeding kink, fem compliments, biting?? idk

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god.

simon wasn't a jealous man. he knew that every night you came to him. you were the one under the sheets in the middle of the night. and.. if you loved someone else, did you even love him? he just knew you were in his arms at the end of the day.

but tonight something snapped. there was a possible new recruit that was shadowing you, and there had been for about three days now. and god had he been flirting with you. simon could see it in the way he followed you around like a goddamn puppy. the way he stared at you, would do anything you asked. you were absolutely beautiful no one could deny but everyone knew better.

but of course the new recruit didn't. and simon was starting to get tired of it. the two of you kept things discreet just in case anything could happen to you. most of it was unspoken. they'd all seen, heard, or just overall knew. it was all just unspoken between them. besides that fucking recruit.

and tonight. tonight was what did it. you were all in the cafeteria of the base, it was seemingly small since it was just the lot of you. simon was sitting at a round metal table, sticking his fork into his food while price, and soap sat around him. the two of them were talking to simon but he wasn't fucking listening. he was watching the way the new recruit finally put his hands on you.

the two of you were standing near the door, probably discussing how he was doing and whatnot. and he had reached his bare hand and placed it onto your skin. onto simon's. and simon had to watch as your face became red as you were flustered from the touch. it was clear you were uncomfortable as you took a small step back after, and he could hear your laugh. that fake laugh.

so, simon pushed his food away and got up, his sights on the new recruit. you quickly saw what was happening, and went to stand in front of the new recruit, trying to use yourself as a shield- but when simon grabbed you, your eyes widened and you didn't know what was gonna happen.

"specialist, we need to talk."

was all he said as he brushed by the new recruit. you could see that after he grabbed you, he tried not to stare at the recruit, quickly walking towards his private room. simon wasn't saying a word. usually you didn't mind the silence, but right now you dreaded it. all you could see was the way simon's chest heave. it was something otherworldly.

as the two of you walked into the room with a desk that was littered with papers to your left, a door to a bathroom on your right and a bed with a bedside table and a lamp. the mattress was only on box springs. simon had you go first, watching you with these.. predatory eyes. he was inhaling your scent basically as you walked passed him. simon looked like he was going to go absolutely feral. simon was usually a soft lover, but tonight.. no. not tonight.

tonight it was going to be known who fucked you into the mattress at night.

as you heard the door shut behind you, the hair on your neck immediately stood up as you felt simon's hand on you. he quickly pulled you back into him, and wasted no time. he pressed his front to your backside and you could slowly feel his erection growing.

"simon-" you choked. all of the air left your lungs at that moment. "what are you doing-"

he didn't even say anything in acknowledgement of the fact you said his name. he just growled and grumbled against your neck. his hands were then on your hips, your waist, and ultimately moved underneath your shirt. he ran his hands up your bare stomach, as simon's mouth had come onto your neck, where the joint of your shoulder met. he wasn't being gentle.. there was teeth, and he was marking you.

his hands had made their way to your breasts and he began to squeeze. your hear fell back against his shoulder as you couldn't stop the soft whimpers and gasps that were now falling from your lips.

"yeah. make those pretty little fuckin' noises fa' me. good fuckin' girl. those 'r all mine. only mine. and everyone's fuckin' gonna know. "

simon had growled into your neck as one of his hands came up to play with your nipple, while the other moved from under your shirt, and came to wrap around your throat.

"simon— are you- are you jealous?"

the word made him freeze. he quickly stood up and removed his hands from your throat and breast, and moved them to your arms, turning you around so the two of you were facing fronts. simon towered over you. you were about 5'4", and he was 6'4". so a foot taller, but he moved his hand, and wrapped his fingers around your jaw, making you look up at him.

simon began walking you back to the bed, slowly trapping you with a dangerous look in his eyes.

"he touched you, ripley. he touched what was mine in a way no one else gets to have you. i see the way he looks at you.."

he grumbled, and you were slowly beginning to understand. so you nodded as simon got in close, slowly pressing you down against the bed with you in between his legs.

"how dare he touch you like that? touch what's mine? i don't care anymore, ripley. everyone's gonna know who you belong to."

your lips had parted the minute simon had started talking. but even as he started talking, simon was moving the two of you. he had moved in between your legs, rubbing his groin against your own core and you could feel his bulging cock strain against those gorgeous cargos of his. you could feel it through your own, but he couldn't feel how soaked your panties were.

"do it simon. i want everyone to know i'm yours."

you whispered softly to him. you knew exactly what you were asking for. the room was already thick, as the tension finally snapped between the two of you. you watched as simon lost his resolve when he ripped his mask off and crashed his lips into you.

it was so carnal. the way he kissed you. it was tongue, teeth, anything you could thing of. his hands were dragging along your clothing at this point and you swore if he didn't have that tiny bit of restraint, he wouldn't ripped your uniform off and he could. you would know. so with a growl of his own, he pulled away, staring down at you.

"strip. i need you tonight, i can't.. just fuckin' strip."

you could tell simon was trying to keep all of his self control in that moment. and you were thankful for it. but you did as you were told, but you couldn't help but go slow as you watched simon undress. he was absolutely beautiful.

simon truly wasn't the jealous type. he knew you were his, and you had proved that for the past few years. but something in this new recruit just broke him. it was probably the way you were spending so much time with him, but simon knew it wasn't your fault. he trusted you and you knew that. but the way that recruit was touching you.. looking at you.. speaking to you.. it was too much. this recruit was too comfortable and only after three days? simon was lucky this was all he was doing.

but you had absolutely no complaints. simon was overall a soft and sweet lover. he took his time with you, making you cum as many times as he could muster out of you before you became in a cock drunken state. he loved sweet talking you through it, making sure to be gentle. but sometimes he couldn't be gentle. he needed to feel your thighs slap against his, he needed to see the marks on your neck that would soon serve as a reminder of who you belonged to.

as the two of you were finally bare, simon had moved you into his favorite position. he loved to have you on top of him. even though you were over him, he still had all the control over you. he moved your hips, he fucked up into you, and you were pliant in his hands every fucking time.

simon was grinding his red, angry and throbbing shaft against your entrance after he opened you up on his fingers, and tongue. making you ride his face. but the tip of his cock was rubbing its way up and down your flower, teasing you for a good minute but god it felt absolutely divine.

"oh my sweet girl. i want everyone in this fuckin' building to know who you belong to. you understand?"

"you're gonna do so good. and you're gonna take it fuckin' all, yeah? i know you can do it."

"i want to hear you scream ripley. i want to hear you tell everyone whose making you feel this fucking good."

and as if to tease you, simon pressed his tip up against your hole, pressing in slightly. and god did that small stretch feel absolutely beautiful.

"simon!"

you basically squealed, your arms had come to wrap around his shoulders, and your finger nails were making your own marks against his skin as they dug into the soft flesh.

"yes- yes yes yes. i'm all yours. only you make me feel this good."

"mhmm~! gonna take it all. all for you, simon.. holy fuck please."

"please i- god was thinkin' about you when he touched me. what you would do to him. how badly i wanted to tell him i belonged to you."

"please simon. please fuck me i need it. claim me. fill be. breed me."

you were blabbering and begging while simon had moved one of his hands down to your slick cunt. there was a fucking river dripping down your thighs and onto his manhood. you wanted- no needed his cock. it was the only one that could stretch you. fill you to the brim. his dick made you cock dumb. and simon loved that.

"greedy fuckin girl. you want me to fuck you, aye lass? don't worry. i'm gonna fuck you well and good."

and simon made good on that promise. the hand which was swirling light circles onto your clit moved to grab the base of his length, holding it still as he slowly pushed his hips up into that beautiful and tight fucking cunt.

your jaw slacked open as your eyes screwed shut. you used simon's shoulders to steady yourself as you sunk down slowly, soft cries beginning to fall from your lips.

"that's it."

"good girl."

"keep takin' it. just like that. oh sweet fuckin' girl."

the absolute stretch as he filled you was delicious. even though he had stretched you open earlier, simon's fingers were still no match for the girth of his shaft. so as you bottomed out, you couldn't help the shudder that went through your body as you let out a cry.

"fuck! simon!"

you breathed heavily as your head fell onto his shoulder. simon had one arm around your waist, and the other was still guiding his manhood into you. but he moved that hand after you had bottomed out, and moved it to the back of your neck, massaging softly as he cooed to you.

"oh love. look at that. you're so fucking tight and so fucking wet."

"i can feel this pretty little cunt already gushing around me sweetheart. god my cock that good huh?"

simon was pressing soft kisses to the side of your neck, jaw and nibbling on your ear. you quietly moaned into his shoulder as you swiveled your hips a bit, feeling him shift deep within you.

"mhmm! god your cock it's so.. it's too much simon.. god you're huge-"

and it was too much. his cock felt so good tonight and you didn't know why. it felt bigger. you felt full and simon was going back to marking you softly as he brought his hand back down to your clit.

"hey- hey. i got you baby. don't worry, start movin' those hips love. i got 'ya."

simon spoke softly under a grown as you clenched on him while he began rubbing your clit, feeling your soaked little cunt. you whimpered as you slowly began to grind back and forth, feeling simon roll your clit between his fingers. you moaned loudly into his skin once again as he moved one of hands to grip onto your lips. simon was groaning and growling into your chest as you ground against him.

"oh my god simon. you feel so good-"

"god i can- i'm so full. want to be full of your- of your cum-"

you were babbling into his skin. you couldn't help it. he made you cum at least twice. once on his fingers and once on his tongue while speaking obscenities into your cunt as you rode his face. and now he was doing the same as your rode his cock. simon's fingers had left your clit and came to your hips, holding them tightly. his fingers were gonna leave bruises at this point.

"fuck sweet girl- you're doin so good. but i need more."

"hold onto me love. i need you to get a good grip. i'm gonna fuck you good sweetheart, so i need you to scream for me."

simon had held your hips still as he spoke to you. he wanted to make sure you understood what was about to happen and you did. you nodded at simon, your eyes becoming fully glazed over finally. simon immediately wrapped his arms around your waist, and laid you back a bit further, before planting his feet into the mattress as he began fucking up into you.

your ass slapped against his thighs every time, creating a delicious smack every time he bottomed out. god simon was going to split you in half. he was murmuring in your ear, how good you were doing. how sweet that little cunt was. how tight you were around his cock. and all as he continued to fuck into you at a brutal pace.

you were on the brink of tears at simon's pace. he was leaving no mercy as you were crying out his name, and you were loud. shameless. just how he wanted you.

"yeah, that's right. scream my fuckin name lovely girl."

"god you're so fucking tight- goddamnit. fuck- me."

simon grunted out as he moved one hand up to your shoulders, and he was practically slamming you down against his cock. you were a blabbering mess, as his cock was hitting that spot just right. you were getting so close.

"oh- fuck! simon! i need it! your cock is so big- right there! there!"

"yes! ah~! i'm so close!"

simon could feel you clenching against him as his pace hadn't faltered. he knew not to let up or change when he found that sweet little fucking spot that made you scream. and you were so close. you were crying now, loud sobs of his name falling from your lips, and reverberating around the room. he didn't stop even as he felt the slight bubble of blood on his shoulders and your legs beginning to shake.

"yeah. that's right. cum on my fucking cock, ripley."

"scream my name. tell everyone on this team whose fucking you this good. let everyone know you're all fucking mine!"

simon was animalistic in his movements now. his own nails were dragging down your back as your own made their way to his chest, once again marking you as his own.

"fuck! simon! i'm cumming!"

"breed me. breed me please! fill me! i want it i need- god i'm all yours fuck!"

and you absolutely shattered against him. your throat was nearly bleeding from how loud you screamed. simon's shoulder became soaked with tears as his pace began to falter.

"yeah yeah yeah- i'm gonna breed this pretty little fuckin' cunt. gonna paint your walls with my seed. fuck sweetheart- fuck!"

simon moaned into your neck as he pressed you fully down on his cock, while still trying to fuck all of his seed up into your cervix. you were on birth control thank god but.. maybe one day.

simon held you against his chest, both of your bodies covered in a think layer of sweat. you were nearly unconscious, your eyes rolling back as simon sat the two of you up a bit.

you whined as you felt him move. you tried to move off his cock but he just held you there whispering sweet nothings.

"shh.. it's alright sweet girl. don't worry. you're okay. i got you."

"you were so good. such a good girl. i'll run you a bath here soon, yeah? you're my sweet girl. you did so good. i'm so proud of you for takin' my cock like that."

simon pressed kisses to the side of your face as you slowly blinked back to life.

"there's my sweet girl."