#mw2

[blingblong55]

Casual Need- König NSFW

Based on a request: confident, fuck buddy konig. What should be a jerk off session turns into him eating us out. im excited for your kinktober posts! ty!!! ---- F!Reader, MDNI, 18+, oral!sex, FWB ----

Being friends with him was always odd. Fuck buddies was an even odder title. Watch porn with him, what a fucking question.

“Let’s not pretend we don’t have needs,” König grins at you, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “Besides, we’ve known each other for so long, nothing weird. Just two friends are having some fun together.”

“Fine, but I swear, if you tell anyone about this, I will kill you,” you say, grabbing your phone. König laughs and holds up his hands in surrender.

“Your secret is safe with me, I promise. No one has to know but us two.” He gets up and heads over to the TV, flicking through the channels until he finds a porn scene. The moans and grunts fill the room as a well-endowed man starts thrusting into a moaning woman.

“There we go, now that’s more like it,” König says, settling back onto the couch and openly palming his crotch through his sweatpants. “Much better than watching it on a tiny phone screen. So, what do you think of the view, Y/N?”

“It’s okay,” you say, sitting on the couch. “He’s got a big dick, that’s surprising.”

König smirks and looks over at you. “Yeah, it’s pretty impressive. Makes you wonder how it would feel, doesn’t it?” He slowly pulls down his sweatpants, revealing his semi-erect cock. It’s thick and uncut, with a bit of pre-cum already glistening at the tip. “What do you think? Does it compare?”

He starts stroking himself, his eyes fixed on the screen. After a moment, he glances over at you. “No judgment here, Y/N. We’re just two friends enjoying some porn together. If you want to join in, no pressure. But I gotta admit, I’m curious to see what you’ve got under those clothes of yours.”

You slip off your skirt and toss your panties aside. Licking your fingers, you slowly rub your clit, first looking at the screen, then back at him.

König’s eyes widen as he watches you, his cock twitching in his hand. “Damn, Y/N, you’re going for it, huh? That’s hot as fuck.” He continues to stroke himself, picking up the pace as he watches you pleasure yourself. “I can’t believe we’ve never done this before. It’s so much better watching you in person than just imagining it.”

As he strokes faster, he leans toward you, his voice low and husky. “You know, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to taste you..again. Would you mind if I went down on you? I bet you’d feel amazing tonight.”

“Only if your horny ass knows how to eat a girl out properly.” You smile at him, teasing.

König grins and moves closer to you, still stroking his cock. “Oh, I know exactly how to eat a girl out, trust me. I’ve had plenty of practice.” He positions himself between your legs, his face inches away from your wet pussy. He inhales deeply, taking in your scent. “Fuck, you smell amazing. I can’t wait to taste you.”

Without warning, he dives in, his tongue swirling around your clit. He alternates between flicking the sensitive bud and sliding his tongue along your slit, his nose bumping against your clit every so often, sending shocks of pleasure through your body.

König looks up at you, his eyes dark with lust. “Is this what you had in mind, Y/N? I can tell you’re enjoying it. Your pussy is so wet and tastes so fucking good.”

You moan, “Fuck, don’t stop,” you say, placing your hand on his head and grinding up on his face.

König moans into your pussy as you grind against him, his tongue working even harder to please you. He uses his fingers to spread your lips apart, giving him better access to your most sensitive areas. His nose presses firmly against your clit as his tongue dives deep inside you, exploring every inch of your hot, wet passage.

After a moment, he pulls back and looks up at you, his chin glistening with your juices. “You’re so fucking delicious, Y/N. I could do this all day.” He dives back in, focusing on your clit, flicking and sucking on it as he slides two fingers inside you, curling them upwards to hit that special spot.

As he works you over with his mouth and fingers, he continues stroking himself, his cock rock hard and throbbing with need. He’s getting close, and from the way your body is tensing and shaking, he knows you’re not far behind. König doubles his efforts, his tongue lashing your clit as he pumps his fingers in and out of your tight hole, your grip on his hair tightening with each pass of his tongue. He wants nothing more than to make you come undone, to feel you pulsing and quivering against his face.

He looks up at you, his eyes locked on yours as he brings you closer and closer to orgasm. He can see the pleasure etched on your face, the way your back arches as you grind against him. He knows you’re right on the brink, and he’s determined to push you over.

With a final, intense flick of his tongue, he sends you flying, your body shaking and convulsing as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over you. He keeps licking and sucking, helping you ride out your high as he feels your juices flooding his mouth. Only when you start to come down does he pull away, looking up at you with a satisfied grin.

“That was so fucking hot, Y/N. I’ve never seen anything sexier.”

A/N: I don't know how I fucked this up...but enjoy?

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[spiltspit]

Wraith break (¬ ´ཀ` )¬ 🖤

[the-froschamethyst4]

No Need To Cry

𖤐Pairing: Husband! Ghost x Wife! Reader

𖤐Pronouns: She/Her

𖤐Warnings: Fluff, language, kissing, protective Simon, Pregnant Reader, hormonal reader, married couple, doctors appointment, more use of Simon,

𖤐Summary: During a doctor appointment Y/n gets a bit emotional thinking Simon wouldn’t want a little girl and was nervous to tell him only for him to love the child either way

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Y/n was sitting in the waiting room of her usual doctors office, her foot bouncing up and down impatiently, she was here on time for her appointment, what's taking so long?

Y/n had looked down at her phone looking at the wallpaper of her and her husband Simon. The photo was of them two at their wedding, the photo was of Simon giving his vows to Y/n and Y/n not being able to hold back tears.

"Y/n?" She looks up at the nurse that came in, she gets up and walks with the nurse, she was behind the nurse rubbing her showing belly, today she was learning the gender of her baby.

Simon couldn't make it because of work but he'll be home later tonight and they can celebrate the gender tonight.

She sits on the small table waiting for her doctor.

But thought kept running through Y/n's mind. Simon had mention how he wanted a boy, a boy so he could teach him things, like fishing, hunting, and even see if his son will be interested in the Military like him.

He's never once brought up what if it was a girl? Will he still be in her life if the baby was a girl and not a boy like he wanted. Y/n has also seen on social media of dads getting mad that the baby is a girl and not a boy. She doesn't want that to be Simon if he's serious about having a boy more than a girl.

"Hi, Miss Y/n, no husband today?" Her doctor asked coming in.

"No, not today, he had work and couldn't get off."

"Well, are you ready to learn the gender?"

"Yes," she sounded nervous.

"Don't worry, it's a big deal. Were you two going to do a gender reveal?" The doctor asked getting everything ready for Y/n.

"No, Simon doesn't want a big party, so we're going to celebrate just us."

"Ah! I see, I understand too, my wife and I didn't do a big party," he says. "Alright lift your shirt," she did and waits for the worse part the ice cold gel the doctor squirts on her stomach.

"Okay..." He says.

Y/n's nerves were at this point shot, she just wants to know, Y/n didn't care on gender she was going to love her child the same way boy or girl.

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Y/n's appointment was done and she held the envelop in her hands holding the gender of the baby, she looks at it in her hands and was just scared to even open it.

Does she wait for Simon?

Should she open it now?

Should she wait till she's home and not in the parking lot of the doctors office?

She puts it in the passenger seat and starts to drive home the anticipation was killing her.

Getting home she puts the envelop on the counter in the kitchen, she pulls a stool out and sits at the counter, head in her hands as she looks at the unopen envelop.

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Simon came home, he unlocks the front door kicks his dirty boots off at the front door and places his keys on the keyholder by the front door. He comes around the corner seeing Y/n, at the kitchen counter, head in her hands, looking down at an unopened envelop.

"Love?"

"Simon," he comes up to her kissing her temple.

"How was the appointment?"

"Good."

"So...what's the verdict?" He asked.

"I don't know."

"Huh, what do you mean? You didn't look?"

"I was contemplating opening it, and then I wanted to wait for you, and then I started to get nervous and then just didn't open it, and you're home now, so...maybe we should open it together," she says.

"Sure, love, we can...how long have you been at the counter?" She looks at the clock on the stove.

"5 hours."

"Love."

"I was nervous."

He takes the envelop off the counter and opens it, he starts unfolding the paper and starts reading it, he reads.

Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Riley, you are having...a baby girl.

He sets the paper down and pushes it to Y/n, she reads it and looks up at Simon, he held a smile on his face and held Y/n bring her into a tight hug and resting his big hand on her stomach.

"A baby girl," he says, bending down and kissed Y/n's belly.

Y/n didn't know how to feel, Simon wanted a boy, but he's happy for a girl? Hot tears filled her eyes and her knuckles pushed against her eyes.

Simon hears sniffling, he looks up and sees Y/n's semi red face.

"Love? What's wrong?" He stood up holding Y/n's face and wiping tears from her cheeks.

"I'm happy we're having a girl...but I didn't know how'd you react...you talked about h-how you wanted a boy...and I was scared t-that you'd be d-disappointed that it w-wasn't," she hiccups.

"Love, I married you because I knew you were the one for me, you kept me in my place and you comforting me during my lows. I would never leave you just because we're having a girl. I just talked about how nice it would be if the baby was a boy, but deep down I wanted a little girl. Seeing a mini you run around the house would make my years even better. I would never just walk out that door because we weren't having a boy, that's ridiculous..." he announced while holding Y/n's head against his chest.

"So-"

"I'm not leaving," he says, kissing the top of her head. "Why would I? You're such a beautiful, gorgeous and attractive woman, and you're fucking carrying my child," he says. "No need to cry, my love, I'm not going anywhere and we're going to be the best parents we can be to this baby girl."

He placed his hand on her stomach once more. "I love you," he tells her.

"I love you too, Si." He bends down to her and kissed her lips.

"Now...let's dry those tears of yours, and celebrate."

"What are we going to do? I can't drink."

"I know...I bought you some sparkling apple juice," he says, showing off the bottle that mimicked a wine bottle. "I'll be having this," showing off his usual bourbon drink.

Y/n giggles at her husband and pulls him into another warm hug. "Thank you for being the best husband, I could ask for," she says.

"Of course, my love."

[cntloup]

☆ミ Simon 'Ghost' Riley masterlist part 2 ☆ミ part 1

late night fluff

random pics he sends you when on deployment

older-bf!simon fucking you

you love thunderstorms

shower sex

you're both unhinged

nsfw hcs

he finds out what you do for a living

fluffy cockwarming

admiring you while you do your nightly routine

he finds out you had an abusive family

drunken confessions

intruders in your house

crying during sex

a relationship with him...

just a bit longer

when he comes back

how he makes you feel

adoring you while you're pregnant

he's not a jealous man

Cruel Game

the only one he can trust

[juicybvns]

Everyone knows I'm a good girl officer ౨ৎ

Police officer! Simon x fem reader; includes smut

You hear the sound of police sirens fill your ears. You move your eyes to the rearview mirror to see blue and red flashes followed by a police car.

"Fuckkkk me."

You exhale out and roll your eyes back to the road. You can barely see your surroundings, on a dark road with nothing but forest trees around you. You turn the wheel to the right, coming to a stop at the edge of the road.

You're not sure what you did wrong. Lights on. Not swerving. No cars for miles. You keep in mind to watch around the dark area. The car goes in park.

The police car behind you slows down behind you, coming to a complete stop. You see the shadow of a large figure swing out the front seat and slam the door shut.

Watching from the mirror, you watch the tall figure sway their hips and they make their way to the car.

Worry fills your mind. Out alone, nobody, and a scary possible man.

What if it's a corrupt cop? Will I make it home?

You're thoughts are interrupted when the sound of metal taps your window. Turning, you see a flashlight shining in your lap, the light blinding you.

You put your finger to the window button and press down.

The window rolls down and he moves the light to the side so you can better see him.

The bulky vest covered chest with the words POLICE phrased across, leans down. It provides you an opportunity to see his face.

Wow he's fine

He watches you stare at him and he slightly smiles.

"License and registration please."

You fumbled your words, caught in the act of staring. "Of course."

You turn to your left to retrieve the documents in the glove box. Hands scramming around through the messy drawer.

He amusingly watches you as you quickly look around.

"Sorry officer, it's all a mess in here." You look back at him sheepishly for a second.

He's standing tall, beefy arm holding his collar while the other holds the flashlight. You take notice of his sandy hair gelled back and a sandy colored stache to match.

The gun holster on his side putting weight on his belt, making them hang a bit low.

"No worries." He's chewing gum.

You retrieve the papers and hand him those while you get your license from your wallet. He's flashing the paper while you hold the license, waiting for him to look after. You peep ink on his forearm, in the shape of a skull followed over veins wrapping around it like a trail.

He hands it back to you and holds his hand out for the license. You see a gleam coming from his right pec and take note of the name pin, Riley.

"So, what's a pretty lady like ya' doing out here all alone?" He looks up from the card holding it out.

You take it back, "I'm headed to my parents house."

He nods and put one of hands on his belt, his thumb slipping in for more security. He looks to the side thinking, his sharp jawline noticeable.

"If I may ask" you pause, choosing your tone wisely, "Officer Riley, why did you stop me?"

His head turns at the mention of his name and he hold your stare thinking of an answer.

"Want'n to see if ya' were cute."

He blows a bubble, and strokes his stubble.

"and I was right, ya' are." He grins.

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The cold feeling of metal pushes on your cheek, chills down your body but the warming feeling of Officer Riley filling you up.

"Oh fuck!"

The raw feeling of the handcuffs press against your wrist with the pressure of his grip. He holds your hands behind your back as he thrusts into you. Your car jerking foward and back with you two.

The stretch from his girth making you cry out, feeling his veins rub against your walls.

His body is tense against yours as he ruts into you. A piece of his sandy hair falling on his forehead.

"Who's pussy is this?"

You mind is clouded with lust and pleasure, you don't hear him.

"I said, who's pussy is this?"

He spreads your legs more and raises his hand to slap on your ass. The cold air making it burn.

Your drool hitting the car, mouth wide open. "Yours Officer!"

His thrusts become more intense, you feeling your nipples rubbing on the car bringing you closer to orgasm.

He looks down where you two connect. "That's right, now take it like a good girl."

[mizushibart]

Patrons just got access to a Ghost picrew! Everyone who supports me can request things for me to add in next version <3

[thisnoah]

I return to my primitive state of sparkles because I very likely incredibly sleep deprived

[last-starry-sky]

kinktober day 3 - honeymoon

graves x f!reader

[MDNI - NSFW - MIND THE WARNINGS: 800 words, money and financial stuff, tradwife vibes, established relationship, dry humping, implied clothed sex, fingering.]

Your wedding had been a simple affair. A few family and friends on your side and some work colleagues from his had met at your shared house for a small do after your court house nuptials. Drinks (beer), a grilled dinner, and a bonfire that led long into the night. It was cheap and satisfied all involved. 

Not that Phil was tight with his money, anything but.

“Your money too now, baby,” he reminded you over the phone on one of his rare calls while on the job. You had been worrying about the cost of tickets, especially after all the money you’d already spent on luggage, swimsuits, and other clothes for the two of you. You didn’t even want to think about the hotel yet. “Set up that joint account for a reason. Pick us out something nice,” the connection crackled, threatening to break before fading back in. “-and your pretty ass in that bikini on the beach. Fuck-” You heard him tip the speaker away from his mouth to groan.

You bought the plane tickets while shoving down the feeling that everyone would see you as some sort of gold-digger. You could almost read the comments from your family on your future pictures. The ones that passive-aggressively cooed over how “nice” it must be to marry into money, to not have to work, to go on expensive vacations and sit in that big house alone all day.

You hated it. Hated that they would never know the truth. You didn’t even know what your now-husband did when you met. In fact, it took him a full month to get around to it. Even then, he was more concerned if the constant distance of his military life wouldn’t work for you. Nothing about the morality of it all, the violence, the fact he had a very real chance of dying while away and you would be the last to know. 

No, you had told him. You didn’t mind. You liked him.

So you waited, because you didn’t just like him. Not that you wanted him to think you were that serious this soon, but you were. You were falling hard and fast and he did nothing to stop you. Your little nights out quickly developed into nights in: the weekend at your place, staying at his for days at a time. How naturally you slotted into each other's lives. It just felt . . . right.

You shouldn’t have been as surprised as you were when he proposed. 

“I know it’s sudden,” he had said reading your shocked face. It was the middle of a long, lazy summer week. You had gone out to the shore to beat the heat, spending the afternoon walking the cool tide-line, watching the sandpipers and seagulls. It was peaceful. As you sat, wrapped in his arms in the soft grass, watching the sunset, that was when he’d asked you, “but I trust you. Love the shit outta you,” he added with a smirk pressed to your forehead. “Want to come home to you. Wake up next to you. Start a family. All that.”

Everything had led up to this moment, tumbling into your private cabana, both exhausted after a long international flight and an even longer taxi ride. Both you and Phil let your bags fall to the floor. You heard Phil kick off his shoes while you face-planted into the fluffy white duvet. Your husband groaned in relief, relaxing over top of you.

“-room fer you over-” you said, face smashed into the sheets, trying to get Phil to roll his tense, muscled body over onto any part of the vast, unoccupied space available. He was the one who had wanted the king suite. 

He shushed you, rolling his hips up against your ass. “Been waiting for this all day,” he sighed, breath ruffling your already messy hair. 

His hands pried apart your thighs, just enough to flip up your dress to press the stiff front of his shorts to your warmth. You whimpered as he groaned. You had both been on edge the whole trip and unable to comfort each other with anything more than the squeeze of a hand or a pat on the shoulder. You both needed this. Needed some release. 

Phil rolled you to the side, hungrily palming your breast with one hand. You followed him, pushing yourself up against his chest. You grabbed back for him, needing to feel his lips on yours, bucking your hips against him in the process. 

“Fuck baby,” he whispered, pulling you around to kiss down your face. “This how you want it? Want me to make you my wife like this? Fuck you for the first time like a fuckin’ animal against the bed? All our clothes still fuckin’ on?” he babbled, hand trailing off your breast, down your body, past your panties to play with your clit.

“Yeah . . . yeah,” you whined, turning your head to arch into the kiss you’ve been aching for. 

You heard his shorts drop to the floor and him press his cock to your pussy. “Tell me,” he huffed, rocking once against your tight slick before restarting, “tell your husband how you want him to fuck his wife.”

[v1x3n]

all i want is to be skinny and play sims 4. why os life so hard ngl 😭

[lahnabelle]

need him so bad <3

[mayornoninot]

COD COMMUNITY HEAR ME OUTTT

we all know that simon riley in the alone mission is wearing jeans. all casual. probably comfy for the guy.

what if I told you THE BRAND HE WAS WEARING WAS WRANGLER COWBOY JEANS

AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!

[popcaki]

I had to do Simon Riley as a cat, with some Soap <3 also put them up on my Redbubble as well!

[wolverineswaifu]

"Be careful who you trust sergeant, people you know can hurt you the most."

[the-froschamethyst4]

Making Love Casualties

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COD Men Headcanons

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König

Finally being able to make love after a few months of him being gone on deployment

He has you on your stomach, hand full of your hair

But he pulls your head and he leans forward only for the back of your head to collide with his nose

“Ow! Ow! Ow!” He stops and holds his nose back from bleeding

“Shit, König.” Y/n had gotten off the bed and heads to the bathroom and go grab a rag, she brings it under his nose trying to contain the blood from spilling out of his nose

“I didn’t mean to pull you that hard, or lean forward,” he says

Ghost

Having him under you as you finally get to ride him for the first time in a while

The TV playing in the background, and the TV playing in the…background.

Huh?

“Love?”

“Huh?” You jump and look down at Ghost.

“You okay? You stopped.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m…I’m fine,” her eyes say otherwise, they were looking at the TV and what was on the TV Impractical Jokers

“Love? We can stop to watch this if you want?”

“What? No, Simon it’s okay, I’ll turn it off.” She grabs the remote but doesn’t turn it off, instead Ghost pulled her off him and they both just ended up watching the rest of this one Impractical Jokers episode

(That was inspired by Tara Yummy stopping her make out session just to watch Impractical Jokers)

Price

“Love?”

You seemed bored

Were you not feeling it anymore?

“Hm?” You questioned looking up at him.

“Should we stop? Are you feeling it anymore?”

“…I…I wasn’t going to say anything but…yeah, I’m not in the mood anymore. I don’t know what happened. I was all for it and now, I’m not…I’m sorry John.”

“It’s okay, love, we can stop and we can do this another time. We won’t continue.”

Unfortunately there are those days were you’re just not feeling it anymore. Price doesn’t get mad he completely understands and doesn’t push you

If you’re done, you’re done

Soap

Soap was getting into role play

His idea was to do Mafia and Civilian and you were the civilian

You very much questioned this, mainly why now? And why this out of everything else?

Soap had you on your back legs to your chest, a knife in his hand, licking the blade like a fucking psycho

And out of fear.

“RED!!” You yell. Soap stops and drops the knife to the ground.

“Bonnie?”

“I can’t, that fucking scares me, Soap you can get carried away and you didn’t seem like you were playing.”

“I’m sorry, Bonnie, you wanna stop or try something else?”

“Something else, nothing with weapons please.”

“Okay, okay.”

Alejandro

Alejandro came back into the bedroom after setting the kids down for the third time tonight.

He just wants to make love to his wife one last time before he has to leave for deployment

Y/n laid on her side, leg up over Alejandro's shoulder as he is pounding into her, her head goes back landing on her pillow

"God, you look so good like this," Alejandro coos into her ear.

"F-Faster," she begs, he smirks and does what she asks, this night is pleasing his wife before he leaves.

"Mama?"

"SANTI!" Y/n shot up and pushes Alejandro off the bed, he takes the duvet with him to the ground and lands on the hard wood floor with a groan.

"Ow," he mumbles.

"Santi, what's wrong?" Y/n asks, holding the think bedsheet to her chest.

"I heard yelling," he sounded upset, thank god the room was dark but the only light shined into the room was the light from the hallway Santiago must've turned on.

"Oh baby," Y/n grabbed a t-shirt and boxers off the floor and quickly rushed to her son, picking him up and taking him back to his bedroom to comfort him.

Alejandro laid on the floor for a little bit before grabbing sweatpants and heading to his sons room to try and beat around the bush on what was going on

Gaz

Gaz hated this, seeing you wearing such a pretty dress

You two were getting ready to head to the annual ball, you looked so gorgeous and Gaz couldn't look away from you

"Gaz?" You say looking at him.

"Huh? What I'm not paying attention," he was honest.

"Are you ready?" She asks.

"Yeah, yeah, let's go," Gaz says as they went to his car and drove to the ball or the place were the ball was being held at

Gaz stops the car and parks, Y/n was ready to get out but Gaz leaned over and locked the door.

"Gaz?"

"Stay here for a little bit," he says.

"But should we go inside? I see Price," she says, pointing her thumb to Price walking inside

"No, just for a little bit," he says, leaning forward and kissing Y/n's lips.

The car rocked back and forth, Y/n on her stomach ass up and Gaz was hitting her from behind, moans filled the car along with the sound of skin slapping against each other, Y/n felt herself tighten around Gaz

He moans and felt himself twitch inside of Y/n as they both came their was a knock on the back window, Y/n jumps and Gaz kept cool

"Fuck...I think we're been caught," he says.

Alex

Alex loves his garden don't get me wrong, but he doesn't love it more than you

You came to help Alex in his garden, pulling weeds and picking veggies and fruits that were ready to be picked

Alex looks over at Y/n and sees dirt on her knees, sweat dripping from her forehead, and arms

"Alex, are these ready?" She asks, looking over at him.

"Yeah, yeah, baby," he says, her floppy hat covered her eyes and he could just barely see her soft smile. This was their personal time together besides their bedroom, but helping each other with their own hobbies, Alex's garden and Y/n's art projects.

"Baby, can...you come here really quick?" Alex says.

"Sure," she gets up and sits next to him, his hands immediately go to her waist and pulls her to his lap

"Alex?" He doesn't say anything but instead kiss her neck, she let's out a soft moan. "Alex, n-not here."

"Why not? It's our property," he says with a smirk on his face.

Alex has Y/n on her back, her small tank top pushed up to her chest exposing her bare breasts, her shorts and panties were somewhere in the garden as Alex was no pants and his dark gray t-shirt was covered in sweat

"Fuck me, baby, you feel so tight," he moans.

She moans and turns her head to hide her face from Alex, she opens her eyes to see her elderly neighbors come out of their home. She panics and starts hitting Alex's shoulders.

"Alex, Alex, Alex, stop, stop," she repeats.

"What? Why?" He turns and sees his neighbors. "Oh? Hi, neighbors," Alex says.

"Alex," Y/n groans.

[cntloup]

☆ミ Simon 'Ghost' Riley masterlist part 1 ☆ミ part 2

Worth It

Close Call

What if...?

SUGAR

Endure

We'll meet again

Passion Pt.1 | Pt.2

Eternal Oblivion

Patience

Mornings at the Rileys'

Bestfriend!Simon Pt.1 | Pt.2

I miss you

you have a panic attack

taking care of him

Riding Him

Period Comfort (+ a lil surprise) Pt.1 | Pt.2

Pregnancy Comfort

Together

pregnancy sex

Valentine's Day

Good Boy

Elope

Complete

Pre-Ghost Simon Pt.1 | Pt.2

Love Making

Shh, I know, baby. I know.

His Angel

his girls

Pregnancy Angst

Going to the pub with him

giving birth

RetiredHusband!Simon x Wife!Reader HCs

Mine!

i'll make it fit

insecurity after pregnancy

gonna wife you up, mr. riley

What the fuck are you listening to?

Corruption

Come back

he calms your crying baby

Child, I will hurt you

Ex-Husband!Simon HCs

Ex-Husband!Simon fucking you in the guest room at a party

skin to skin contact

his old wound flares up

Period Sex

fluffy love making

If Simon Riley falls in love...

after sex fluffiness

letting him play with you

he has a panic attack

he gets heart eyes while you breastfeed your baby

you use the safe word

he's fascinated by your pussy :)

mirror sex

insecure about being skinny/flat-chested

so fuckin’ tight

riding his bicep

stuck in a safe house (and you have smth to tell him)

you should keep quiet

Let Down (depression)

him having pregnancy symptoms during your pregnancy

work can wait

Bartender!Simon rescues you

Always

image of his memory

innocent!reader

Are You Really Okay?

Start a Family

Farmer/Cowboy!Simon

showing his love in front of the lads

do you remember?

yesterday..., today...

devotion

together at last

you tell him you're ready

Happiness

Behave!

he's in a coma

heavy angst (sorry)

you take control

Childhood Bestfriends

fucking you in a headlock

awestruck

letting him use you

depression comfort

Simon's type / dating HCs

virgin!reader's first time

Biker!Simon

you have a panic attack 2

saving you from creeps

punishing you

how he shows his love

open up...

obsession with his hands

[doubleloner]

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