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[casiia]

༉‧₊˚. — simon 'GHOST' riley; smile for the camera.

warnings .: x reader, smut, mdni 18+, very slight exhibition (i think?), v! penetration, choking, size kink, female reader, unedited.

.: masterlist.

simon has STACKS of polaroids of you for when he’s next deployed. you had bought the polaroid camera, all excited to pick up a new hobby; photography. he thought it was stupid, but doesn’t stop you and your aspiring career. you’re taking pictures of everything for the next few weeks. capturing every memory the two of you shared, and piles of pictures were scattered around each room in the house — random ones, blurred ones, blank ones that didn’t develop right.

when you suggest taking pictures for him one night, he doesn’t seem to catch the hint. why’d he have to waste his precious time and take pictures of you when you’re right here?

he still doesn’t understand. he huffs when you climb off of his lap and scurry into your shared bedroom, the soft mutters of the christmas movie you put on for background noise the only thing that catches his attention — and it annoys him. you come back, your shirt hiked up over your bra and the bulky coral-colored camera in hand. 

you sit back onto his lap, shoving the polaroid into his hand and guiding his finger onto the button. he accidentally clicks it, a flash blinding you momentarily and you laugh. 

“eager are we?”

he sucked on his teeth, his eyes rolling at your poor attempt to tease him. his free hand moves to your waist and dips his fingers below the hem of your shorts. you swat his hand away with a pout, mumbling something about patience but he’s too horny to hear – or care. 

simon lowers the camera as you begin to pull your shirt over your head, you whine and tell him to hold it right. but he snaps back and complains that it’s blocking his view. 

it’s your turn to roll your eyes, and you pout and tell him just to listen to you. he begrudgingly listens, muttering a retort under his breath that makes you smack his arm and shift off of his lap. but he’s quick to tug you back, saying he’s sorry and you’re just teasing him too much.

you shake your head, your finger hovering his, over the shutter button. you reach back with the other and undo your bra, letting it slip from your shoulder and into his lap. it’s then when you press down and simon takes a picture, your bare breast developing on the film as it slides out the exit slot. now he understands.

he watches with tight lips, waiting for the picture to develop and practically watching it turn into gold in front of his eyes. simon laughs in disbelief and looks at you, he wonders if this was your plan all along. play with it for a little before using it to make souvenirs for him, what a good girlfriend you were.

the hours blend and he has you bent and folded in every position he knows. it’s so embarrassing, and you find yourself covering your face or squeezing your thighs together, now trying to sheepishly hide from the lens.

but he tuts, reminding you that it was your idea. you can’t hide from him and if you try, he’ll keep you up all night — until he’s filled his album with enough pictures to relive any memory of you in bed.

he’s leaned back onto the sofa, one hand in your hair and one hand holding up the camera. he’s groaning loudly as you gag around his cock, your wide eyes fluttering up to meet his. he’s drooling at the sight, tears staining your blushed cheeks and dripping down your chin.

simon spreads his legs and angles the camera down to catch a glimpse of the way you have a hand wrapped around the base of his cock — too big for you to fit it all in your mouth. he snaps a picture, the flash making little dots cloud your vision.

you giggle, pulling your lips off of him to which he annoyingly grunts, trying to push back into your mouth.

“how many more of these are y’gonna take?”

you ask, pressing your cheek into the inside of his thigh. you’re not even looking at him anymore, so focused on his cock and the way your saliva makes his foreskin glisten.

he can’t resist, simon takes another picture and pulls the developing film from the dispenser, tossing it into the pile with the other pictures he’s taken. your face just looks so small aligned with his cock, the angle making him so much larger than he was.

“m’takin as many as i want. what am i gonna do when i miss you when i’m away and need to release some stress?”

simon tugs at your hair, nodding over to the cushions next to him. his hands immediately find your waist when you stand and he pushes you down into the couch. your hair sprawling over the pillows as you look up at him with wide eyes.

another giggle escapes you, your hand covers your mouth to suppress the laughter. it wasn’t that you were surprised about him being so needy, it’s the way he had a mountain of pictures lazily tossed into a pile. film wrappers crumpled lazily and strewn across the coffee table, the packages once holding refills for the film.

“what’s funny, bun?”

simon’s voice is hoarse, he’s spreading your legs and another picture is added to his collection. the way your cunt is glistening with the flash, your juices smeared on your inner thighs. he swears he’s going to cherish these forever, keep them around til’ they are all tattered and barely visible.

your breath is knocked from your lungs, and you can’t form words no matter how hard you try. he’s sliding his cock in between your folds, nudging your clit with his angry red tip. you whine, your hips bucking up to meet his, needing more friction to ease your arousal; and he takes another picture, how he wishes these images could capture sounds.

he’s pressing his fat, heavy cock against your stomach, a groan spilling from his lips when his tip is leaking just below your belly button. simon smears his precum against your skin, translucent globs dribbling from his slit.

“look at that, gonna be in your fuckin’ stomach.”

simon grins at the sight, but before he gives you the pleasure of filling you up, he’s leaning over you and pressing his lips to your neck. your fingernails dig into his shoulders, crescents forming under your touch, and a slew of apologies is mumbled under your shaky breath.

he hums into the crook of your neck, nipping harshly at your skin before dragging his rough tongue over the spot — soothing the bite. simon trails down to your breast, leaving a path of love bites and covering you in his mark.

while he has you distracted, he shifts his hips and pushes himself into you slowly sinking in inch by inch before he’s balls deep. he leans back and he groans at the sight, you are completely exposed for him with his bitemarks sloppily etched into your skin, a bulge forming in your belly. he slides his calloused hand up in between the valley of your breast and he wraps his hand around your neck, he squeezes lightly, and when you moan quietly as if flustered like it’s the first time he has you filled with his cock —  he snaps another picture. afraid that this moment will vanish.

that was the last of the film that he has. but god, it’s worth it. he promises he’ll buy you more in the morning, but he’s dropped the camera and holding you close. his throbbing cock plunging in and out of your squelching cunt, your juices painting his abdomen, shining his muscles under the dim light.

when he has to leave, he gathers EVERY SINGLE ONE and hides it in between the pages of an old magazine. no one would be caught dead snooping through his things, but it was a precaution he took because he didn’t want you exposed for all of his teammates to see. you were his, and he was never one of share.

AN: guys...i don't even have words tbh. just simon and like he WOULD take so many pics i'm just sooo :((( urgh. i hate him. if i missed any warnings lmk!

[casiia]

this is awkward i forgot how to write

[casiia]

Welcome back!!!!

We miss you <333

THANK YOU BABY! missed u guy so much super excited to write again

[casiia]

hi baby ! where are u ? i miss u :c

ANI BABY !!! hi i’m back i missed you sosososoo much :D

[casiia]

hi sia!! how have u been my luv?? i hope u are doing beautiful!! wishing u the kindest days ever sweetheart <333 miss u sm and take care mwahh!!

MY SWEETEST SUNNIE :( thank you bb i have missed u too! i hope you’re doing well and taking care of yourself <3

[casiia]

hi

[casiia]

taking simon— your friend with bennefits / sugar daddy, to victoria secret is always a funny treat. he doesn’t know if he should be embarrassed or proud. doesn’t know if he should act like a stranger or your boyfriend.

he’ll stuff EVERYTHING into the basket, lace undies, stringy lingerie, sexy see through dresses. anything that he can picture you in, he’ll buy the whole store if you ask.

if he catches you looking at something he’ll grab it and put it in with the rest behind your back, if there’s a changing room he’ll send you in there and make you model everything before you decide to check out. if he likes something a lot he’ll get it in a bunch of different colors, because he knows that he’ll be stealing a bunch of them.

he especially loves to get lace items, the thought of your nipples peaking out, everything just almost visible. the lace panties that he’ll take to jerk off with later, his cum shooting through the material and onto his hands.

whenever you ask him to go to the mall or just come shopping with you for company or to hold your bags, if there is a victoria secret or a lingerie shop, he’ll make sure to stop by.

[casiia]

do you still write for avatar? your writing is the best 😭❤️

i am open to it! i haven’t completely left the fandom but all of my writing comes from motivation and i am currently hyper fixated with cod :D

[casiia]

OMG breaks are necessary don’t be sorry!! And I’m good, thank you <3 can’t believe you missed me 😭 I feel so special <333

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you are special !! my silly ballet slipper

[casiia]

taking simon— your friend with bennefits / sugar daddy, to victoria secret is always a funny treat. he doesn’t know if he should be embarrassed or proud. doesn’t know if he should act like a stranger or your boyfriend.

he’ll stuff EVERYTHING into the basket, lace undies, stringy lingerie, sexy see through dresses. anything that he can picture you in, he’ll buy the whole store if you ask.

if he catches you looking at something he’ll grab it and put it in with the rest behind your back, if there’s a changing room he’ll send you in there and make you model everything before you decide to check out. if he likes something a lot he’ll get it in a bunch of different colors, because he knows that he’ll be stealing a bunch of them.

he especially loves to get lace items, the thought of your nipples peaking out, everything just almost visible. the lace panties that he’ll take to jerk off with later, his cum shooting through the material and onto his hands.

whenever you ask him to go to the mall or just come shopping with you for company or to hold your bags, if there is a victoria secret or a lingerie shop, he’ll make sure to stop by.

[casiia]

I literally love you so much omg your writing is so nice 😭 anyway how are you? :3

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i love you more baby <33 i’m doing good! i didn’t mean to take a break from tumblr but i’ve been super busy recently, but i’m back and hopefully will be more productive. HOW ARE YOU!! please i missed u <3

[casiia]

where are you my angel girl :( i miss you

MY SHINING STAR!!! i missed you so much more baby :3

[casiia]

https://www.instagram.com/reel/C3INr9gIpM4/?igsh=MWV3NGZla3kxZDF5YQ==

simon simon simon SIMON !!

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link!

MY JAW LITERALLY DROPPED!!! u r literally the best for sharing this

[casiia]

send this to the five nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart n if you get five back you must be pretty awesome

my sweet sunnie :(( you are the best ilysm <33

[casiia]

i just found your account and i am in awe of your writings !! can't wait to see what else you have up your sleeves 🥹🩷

HELLO SWEETUMS!! thank you so much omg literally made my heart swell, i’m so glad you like reading my stuff that makes me so happy :,)

[casiia]

okay i'm not too sure about all of these answers and how accurate they are but this is my interpretation of what ppl told me and their website

time in different places rily depends, one person said they'd never left the UK in their 30ish years but another said they'd done 6 months in different countries in the middle east so i guess it just depends on what's happening politically and stuff at the time rather than fixed schedules.

phones are a no during the day and mostly discouraged but during the like downtime in evening you could (but i could be wrong be i was a tiny bit zoned out)

i don't know entirely what's gonna happen in the training but i'll def try find out more once i'm more certain that it's what i wanna do but there's definitely some physical aspects but some stuff about the raf in itself so histiry and types of planes etc.

SORRY TO HEAR ABT THAT STOMACH ACHE 🫶🫶, IM DYING OF CRAMPS HERE TOO SO WE CAN BOTH HAVE ‘death by tummy ache’ ON IUR TOMBSTONES💀💀

-mysterious anon

HI BABY!!

this is all so spontaneous it’s not for me. like if they wanna ship me out i need a year notice and even that’s too short, but that’s the only big con i see in all of this. if you decide to go through with it all the way, i support you! if you have anymore information on it (it’s been a while sorr bb) i’d love to hear more :D

[casiia]

dbf ! simon who picks you up whenever you text him, crying over your asshole boyfriend.

he’ll roll his eyes when you begin to rant, it’s the same issue over and over; lack of communication — how your boyfriend neglects your feelings and goes against his word.

he finds the only way to makes you feel better is to have you sit on his girthy cock. he’ll manspread in the backseat, have you straddle his lap and let you use him til’ you’re crying for him.

“i know, princess.” simon grunts, palming your hips and guiding you up and down his length. “let it all out.”

he frowns when he can hear more of your stuttered sobs than the throaty moans he loves.

wiping your tear stained cheeks, he yanks you into his chest and plants his heels into the floorboards of his beat up truck, lifting you up slightly he begins to piston into you from below — his lips right next to your ear as he talks you through it, his words dirty and slurred as he fucks you til’ you’re dizzy and light headed.