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Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x afab!reader

If it were anyone else you’d be panicking over the difficulty you were experiencing with breathing, but this was worth it. Having the taste of Simon’s salty skin filling your mouth, the faint musk in your nose, blend together inside your brain to create his essence. The feeling of his heavy, thick cock sliding back and forth along your tongue, nudging further into your throat with each thrust was strangely grounding and quelled any panic that might rise in your stomach.

Under the grip of your hands his thighs tremble, knees bent slightly so he can control the angle of his thrusts. Through clumped lashes and watery eyes you look up into his flushed face, pupils blown wide as he watches you swallowing down his cock without protest, accepting every inch of him. He’s told you often enough that no one else has ever been able to handle him the way you. He maintains you were made just for him. Perhaps it’s true, all you know is there isn’t a part of this man you don’t worship.

“Y’ready? I’m close, love,” he growls, actually growls as the ever present gravel in his voice mixes with the pure lust in his veins. You tap once for an acknowledgment, unable to voice your agreement.

A tiny whimper rolls through your throat and straight into him as his grip on your hair tightens, sending prickles through your scalp and into your aching pussy.

It’s enough to push him over the edge and your senses are suddenly filled with the hot, thick sensation of his load pouring down your throat. His knees would buckle entirely if he weren’t afraid of hurting you, so he leans forward, dwarfing you in your knelt position entirely for a moment.

The moment he can catch his bearings after the whiteout of his orgasm, Simon gathers you to him, crushing you with shaking breaths to his chest and pulls you beside him on the nearby bed.

“Fuck… fuck…” he mutters, holding you close. “You okay?”

“Mmmm…” you hum in response, brain fogged and muscles stiff, but happy.

“Just gimme a minute, yeah?” He sighs, deep in a moment of pure relief. “Just catch my breath, and then I’m gonna need you to come up here and sit on my face.”

You chuckle warmly, patting his broad chest.

“You sure about that? I thought you were tired?”

“I’m never too tired for you,” he replies, and pulls you closer for a lingering kiss. The taste of his release still coating your lips and tongue. “Now, move princess. Don’t keep me waiting.”

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“Did ye miss me?”

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low effort ghostsoaps 💕

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Whalermelon sharks 🍉🦈

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This says "Megalodon Alive?" in German but I'm so sleep deprived I read it as Megalodon LGBT?

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Thread sur le pronom iel ajouté au Petit Robert et la dissonance cognitive de JM Blanquer

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HE FUCKED A FISH

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Feefal on Instagram / Tumblr

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Simz Art on Instagram / Tumblr / Patreon

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The Silver Swan, built by John Joseph Merlin and James Cox, 1773.

Source: Mechanical Marvels, Clockwork Dreams (BBC)

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Happy Halloween! Did something a bit different this year! :D

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I just read this super sad post about this girl who’s asexual and married and everyone is basically telling her that she doesn’t deserve her husband/she’s just a prude/she should just do it anyway. So I want to tell you all right now that if people tell you this, or if they tell you you’ll never have a relationship, it is BULLSHIT. My husband is asexual and I’m not. He’s sex repulsed, we don’t have sex, we never have. And it doesn’t matter to me. You know what does? He does. His mental health and wellbeing matter to me. Because he is my best friend and he’s one of the smartest, kindest, funniest people I’ve ever met. And he’s had people tel him that he’s broken and it makes me SO ANGRY because they are WRONG. Being different doesnt mean you’re broken. If you don’t like sex/don’t want it/etc. Do not let anyone tell you that you’re inferior because you’re not. Do not let anyone convice you that you’ll never have a relationship because they’re wrong(if you want one). You are not broken, and it will be okay.

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