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Simon x reader

Content warnings: MDNI, overstimulatuon, praise kink out the wazoo, PiV, female reader, it's just smut tbh.

"S-simon-"

"You're okay."

"Simon!"

"You're okay."

You whimper in disagreement, you pant and whine, shiver and shake in his arms.

He's got you in his lap, clothed bulge grinded up into your bare slit - fingers drawing devilish circles on your clit.

He's talking you through it as you lose your mind.

"Just wanna play with it a lil, tha's all. Shh, shh, you just cum love - just fuckin soak me."

The tail end of that sentence is accompanied by him sinking his hand lower between your cunt and his cock, playing with you and audibly smearing your slick around your puffy hole.

His fingers are quick to slip in and towards the spongy part of your cunts walls, rubbing war roughened digits against it.

The shout you let out might worry the neighbors, but you doubt even the police could stop a man like him when he's on a mission.

You've cum more than once already. He's thrown you past your personal limits and is eager to set a new record, ripping as many orgasams as he can from your weeping sex.

"Si - si I can't! I can't!"

"Yes you can sweet girl. You're already on the edge. Just need to tip you over an -there we go thereee it is. Good girl."

You sob and claw into the arm wrapped round your middle, as you cum again for the umpteenth time. You've lost count, but there's a stain on his sweatpants and everything down below feels slick.

He cups your pussy in a large hand and pets it. Stimulating enough for your stomach to clench but soothing enough for you to slump further in his hold. You're rewarded with a kiss to the temple.

"Ya know, you complain an awful lot for someone who asked for this. Could just use your word, let the poor girl rest." At 'poor girl' he gentles his hand against your pussy even further. You don't respond, too busy trying to remember how to breathe.

He chuckles at your stubborn silence.

"No didn't think so. Greedy pussy needs more an more, good thing I have so much to give huh?"

He shifts enough to slip his cock from his sweats and boxers, the leaky tip splatters on his stomach as it flops up. It's red and angry looking, there's a prominent vein that commands attention along the underside of the shaft. His balls look heavy and full and your cunt clenches on nothing.

He adjusts you now, depositing your upper half into the mass of pillows and blankets shoved up in your passion. Your lower half remains in his lap for a second while he admires you. Hand skimming across your ass, sinking lower to spread your lips and watch your hole twitch.

He takes his time rubbing his fat tip through your folds, using your slick to glide seamlessly against you. He slips in for a second and you try to arch back onto him in your impatience- he backs away.

"None of that, I'll give it to you when I decide you're good and ready. Need to stretch this pretty pussy nice and slow , so you'll have to wait."

He's slow, popping the head in and out fucking you with just the tip while you whimper for more. You're ignored as he watches mesmerized. He sinks ever so slightly deeper the next thrust and let's himself sit there with a groan, only to move back out again.

This back and forth of him slowly feeding you every inch of his cock drives you to a fresh wave of tears. You can't even beg properly, reduced to mindless babble. You aren't any more coherent when his hips settle against the plush of your ass.

He smoothes a hand up and down your lowerback, sliding around to your tummy - gently kneading over the spot he's sitting in. You buck up and away from the sensation, getting maybe an inch away before you're gently but firmly sat back on his cock.

"Nu uh. No running, being so good for me yea? Gotta keep being good. You take my cock, you were made for it. Now I'm gonna fuck this pretty cunt -"

"Yes! Y-es baby please!"

"And I'm gonna grab the wand again."

"No, no! Can't, I cant!"

" yes you can sweet girl, but you need convincing huh? I'll show you."

He's got you pinned with his weight against your back as he reaches for the wand. You wiggle against him regardless, all you end up doing is seating him snug against your cervix.

The vibrations hit you before you register the sound of it turning on.

"There we go. Fuck - there we go. F-feel that? Don't that feel fuckin - christ you're clenching like a bloody snare - feel nice? Fuck me I'm not gonna last."

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submissive in the way a livestock guardian dog is submissive to the sheep it kills wolves for

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Hiii，I really like your story about Ghost x bunny！reader.Can you please do moreee🥺🥺🥺💖🐰

Needy Bunny Cw: heat/mating cycle, breeding kink, rough sex, mating press, doggy style, unprotected sex, PinV, tell me if I missed any.

You clawed at the sheets, hips bucking back, rutting against the heated palm of his scarred and calloused hand, fingers filling you so well. Your bed smelled like him, something familiar you associated with comfort and safety, gorging on his rich and powerful scent. He smelled like blood and gunpowder, itching you sensitive nose, and the soft tone of something woody —an addictive bourbon and calm sandalwood.

You crooned softly, burying your face deeper into his many shirts, mask and blanket, all infused with his aged scent and sweat, masking you in his scent, drowning in the delicious smell of him. You were clouded by a primal need, to be bred and nurse little kits in your stomach, you didn’t have any sensible thought inside your head, all you wanted was to smell like Ghost and bear his kits by becoming his.

When thrown into the throes of your heat - vicious and unforgiving - you became dumb and needy, wandering the halls of the base for Ghost and pawing at him until he brought you to his room. The moment he closed and locked the door, you were naked and kneeling on his bed, face down on his pillow, drooling over the musky cloth and ass up, showing him how wet and needy you were, cunt winking and clit throbbing from the cool air in his room —it helped with the warmth you exhumed from your heat, body burning so much calories to sustain you during it.

You were deaf to Ghost’s degrading words, uncaring by how mean his words were or how rough he was, all that mattered was that he was using you, his fingers straight as they drove in, hitting your g-spot. Slick dripped from his wrist, your sweet cunt oozing it, transparent and salty fluid tasting sugary on his tongue, his mask rolled up his nose to press the flat of his tongue against your twitching nub, swirling around it wile he pumped you with three, thick fingers.

You whined when he pulled out his fingers, tongue pushing into your hole and slurping down your slick, swallowing your sweet cum in gulps. He drank up your little mewls, sound more like a cat than a bunny, his hand roved over your thighs and around the swell of your ass, spanked red from acting like a little whore in front of other men, and grabbed your snowball-like tail, harshly pulling on it to get a reaction out of you. You yipped loudly, back arching and trying to get out of his tight hold on your sensitive tail, the twitching ball stuck between his fingers even as he pressed the round head of his cock against your clenching hole, tip nudging your entrance —teasing you.

“Please-” you wailed, sobbing for relief you knew that only he could give you, something to fill you up and keep you full until this heat passed. “Ghost, please-”

He kept you still, one hand on your hip and the other still tugging at your tail, he drove in with a sharp snap, thrusting his whole length in one, rough go that had you keening, loud, whorish sounds slipping from your tongue as your eyes rolled back, walls squeezing him as you came. He was warm, cock snugly sitting inside of you, he was as heavy as he was thick, the girth covered in veins and the base in trimmed, musky hair.

He took a few experimental thrusts, rough and unsteady, before he bottomed out completely, heavy balls slapping your engorged clit. Ghost set deep and hard pace, his sculpted hips snapping against your sensitive ass, using his grip on you to hold the pace, plunging in, the leaky tip of his uncut cock slamming into your spongy cervix, veins scratching at your clenching walls, frenum piercings, three starting from the base up rubbing you deliciously.

With how high stung you were, body shuddering and cunt spamming with another upcoming climax, it didn’t take you long before you came a second time. Bursting with a cry, legs kicking and trembling beneath you, you bucked your hips against him, pushing him deeper into you. You were squirming so much so that he had to turn you over, manhandling you from your presented position to a mating press, bent in half with your legs hanging from his broad shoulders, taking him again and again - even as you came twice or thrice, coating him in your juice, his navel and balls wet down to his thighs - until he had his fill.

“You want a kit, is that it?” He growled, forearm pressing down on your throat without putting any lethal force, simply to hold you down, to keep you restrained to your nest, “Don’t worry, bunny, I’ll knock you up, yeah? Put a little rabbit in that cunt of yours, breed you nice and deep.”

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Ghostsoap doodle before bed

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simon letting you gnaw on him like a chew toy and grabbing you by the scruff neck when you nip at him too hard. he pops you lightly on the nose with a grumble and a “bad dog. gentle.” before letting you continue

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Soap: See, we’ll have to- Shit, no we’ll- fuck-

Gaz: This is what happens when you suck dick, Suds. You can’t talk straight

Price, under his breath: If that were the case I wouldn’t be able to talk at all

Soap & Gaz: *turn and stare at Price horrified*

Price: … listen-

Ghost, disgusted: WHORE

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[MW3 SPOILERS]

This is the canon btw I don’t know what game you played but this was the ending I saw.

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sent an email without exclamation points #mean #meanie #meancore #evilgirl #hurtingyou #indifferent #gayandrude

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Early Bird

Paring: Simon "Ghost" Riley x f!Reader

WC: 1.2k

Tags: stand-alone fic, first entry in this fandom, fluff, plenty of kisses, morning sex, oral (fem receiving), fingering, not-really-somnophilia (reader is mostly👀coherent before any finagling happens), slight overstimulation, breeding kink implied (I mean, he asks nicely), soft Simon, Reader and Ghost work together (an ode to reader's callsign, Osprey)

Summary:

he loves you so dearly, he doesn't care what hour of the morning it is, he'll show you, his beautiful early bird.

a/n: this is my first fic on Tumblr (that will see the light), so I hope you all enjoy! let me know your thoughts <3

The soft crack of the curtains, shifting in the early morning breeze, awoke Simon. At the unfurling of his eyes, he gazed upon your sheet-clad form dusted in the dawning sunlight. Your drift from him in the night was large enough that he felt a disconnect of your warmth, so he reached his deft, callused fingers to drape across your hip. He was nothing but happy. Content. The both of you home from such treacherous places, the blood and grime, long gone down the drain of the bathtub. 

Dragging you closer, he nestled your naked forms together, two pieces of one whole. Your neck provided him the solace his soul so deeply craved. Soon, you began to stir – though the warm breath of your burley companion was soothing in ways, the tickle of hairs was almost unbearable. Barely coherent and in the smallest voice, you pleaded, “g’back to sleep, Si.”

Though you wriggled to position his face elsewhere, he didn’t obey. All he could muster was a hum – maybe in defiance – you’d never know, as his lips now moved across the expanse of your jaw.

 “Not tired, love.” He breathed in your very essence. You groaned; you loved this man, but lord, why did he never leave you to sleep? He moved, pressing kisses down the plateau of your shoulder as his hand cascaded up to the depression of your waist, running across your ribs. You were too tired to think about him; the breeze of an early autumn morning chilled you, so you were secretly happy about his persistent intrusion. The man could have been a space heater in another life.

“You see, love, I think you would love to go back to sleep, but” – a shift down, his face peppering your collar bones in kisses, “I think it would do you good to be an early bird.” A large hand encapsulated one of your breasts while his mouth took to the other – You both let out almost identical moans, low and heady, full of desire. Your back arched just slightly in your sleep-drunk haze, exposing the sweep of your tits to him, urging him to take more, to take you.

You whimper, a particularly rough suck placed on your nipple in tandem with a dragging pinch to the other. An almost ridiculous wet pop fills the space, a string of spit breaking as he releases you, “So lovely, princess, want nothing more than you.” He rubbed his bare face into your chest, licking, sucking, savoring your skin.

He traversed lower, fingers and teeth alike, softly twisting into your torso. Time was blurring; you couldn’t tell if it had been two minutes or twenty, but you did know that you’d been painted with fleeting bites and purpling kisses. Fuck, his spit, drool, coated your hips and the tops of your thighs. You were a mess, the sheet had long fallen to the floor by the bed, revealing the incessant rise and fall of your chest. The room was filled with your pants and moans, only accompanied by Simon’s groans, so deep they were almost growls.

Your eyes remained closed, an arm draped across your flushed face. Strong arms hooked under your knees, pushing your legs apart as he sat back. Persuaded by your needy thoughts, you peek at him, and fuck, he looks just as ruined as you already feel. Your eyes searched his face, lips puffy from exertion, and God, his eyes were dark, full of lust and whole-bodied admiration. “Christ, love. You gonna let me taste your pussy? Please darlin’, c’mon, you’re leaking all over the sheets.” You knew he was right, the breeze chilling the dampness that shone at the apex of your thighs.

He was begging you, his eye found yours, completely lost and wanting. His claws wrapped tightly around your hips, pulling you to the end of the bed where he lay, rutting his clothed cock into the mattress. Stubbled cheeks ran over your inner thighs, inhaling so deeply as though to ingrain your scent into his DNA. You couldn’t wait anymore, letting out a strained noise, you groaned, “Please Si, p-please– need you, always need you.”

Your pleading was all he needed, his tongue darting out and bullying its way into your entrance. The buck of your hips is involuntary as is the nearly pornographic moan that leaves the both of you. “Ahh–! Si-” you cry out, hands twisting into his hair, pulling him into you. 

His tongue was hot, searing as it dragged up through your folds, gathering every drop of your juices. He was groaning out muffled curses into you, the vibration exhilarating as his lips sealed around your clit. “G-god, I- Uhh–!” You couldn’t think. All you could do was feel the energy in your body wrenched from you. The sounds coming from the man between your legs had you thinking he was doing this for his enjoyment – which would be correct. He was insatiable, tongue and lips holding you in an onslaught of painful pleasure.

He had no words for you, just growls. His fingers dug so hard into your hips that you were sure there would be bruising. You whined, hips twisting, not sure if you were trying to get away or get more, as the tip of a finger pushed into your fluttering hole. “Christ, you taste so good, Birdie, so sweet, makin’ me so hard.” 

His finger took no time easing in as he began to fuck you with abandon. The squelches and screams he pulled from you had long drowned out the rustling wind. Heavens, you couldn’t think, his fingers were so thick and rough, a welcome difference from yours. “I can’t- Nghh–! Si, please, too mmm-much!” You felt him smirk against your core, tongue catching under the hood of your clit just the way he knows you love.

He wants you to die, surely, that must be it. You were essentially in tears, mouth parted in a silent scream as the only sound that came from you was a choked whimper. Your hands released his hair as though it burned you, in fear of tearing it out, as you came. Your thighs seized around his head, hips canting up and trying to pull away from his mouth. Yet, the purchase his arm had across your lower stomach kept you firmly in place as you gasped, remembering to breathe.

The tears began to fall, so much pleasure, too much, beginning to overwhelm you. “Si, p-please, too much, I came, Ahh–! Christ please, I’ll be g-good–!” Your cunt was clenching hard around his digits, quivering and flexing at each broad lick he laid against you. You felt weightless, mind blank and eyes squeezed shut just as he released you with a filthy slurp.

“Such a pretty girl, did s’well for me, didn’t you?” He whispered in an almost teasing tone. His eyes cast down to look at your puffy cunt, completely covered in slick and spit. Your nipples were hard– he knew you’d argue it was the wind– but lord, when his eyes reached your face, he almost came. Your eyes were heavy, lashes thick with tears, pants rolling from your parted mouth hidden behind your palm.

You only realized he still had your leg in his hand when he pulled it farther to make room for himself. You could barely whimper fully as he released his hard cock from its confines, tip red with desire and leaking beads of precum. He wasn’t done with you just yet, lining himself up, “Be a good Birdie, and let me breed you, Hmm?”

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Early Bird > Simon "Ghost" Riley x F!Reader

stand-alone fic, first entry in this fandom, fluff, plenty of kisses, morning sex, oral (Fem receiving), fingering, not-really-somnophilia (reader is mostly👀coherent before any finagling happens), slight overstim, breeding kink implied (if you kind of squint with one eye) soft Simon, Reader and Ghost work together (a pun on reader's callsign, Osprey)

he loves you so dearly, he doesn't care what hour of the morning it is, he'll show you, his beautiful early bird.

STATUS: Complete 8/28/23

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