warnings .: simon 'GHOST' riley x reader, smut, mdni 18+, female anatomy.
.: part one.
.: masterlist.
when simon finally reveals his face to you, his favorite position would be full nelson!! your back pressed into his chest, while he holds you up by the back of your thighs so his cock can easily slip in and out of you.
if you want to see his face so bad you’ll have to look in the mirror that sits in front of you, and he’s going to force you to watch the way your stomach bulges from his girth.
the way you’re creaming on his cock, clenching around him with shaky thighs. it’s certainly a dirty sight to see, so most of the time you hide your embarrassed face in the crook of his neck.
he’ll whisper mean things in your ear while his hips roughly snap up into you, “i thought you wanted to see me.” “what was all that beggin for?”
it’s the only time you’ll hear him laugh — or something close to it, more of a stoic chuckle. but he teasingly kisses your ear and tells you how pathetic you are, how you can’t even watch as he splits you open on his cock.
you’re squirming in his grasp, needing a break as his balls repeatedly slap your clit. but this makes him angry and his grip tightens so hard you’re sure you’ll have bruises by the next morning.
i like to think that simon’s a clean freak, always tidy and cleans up after himself. all of that goes down the drain when he sees the way your tiny hole leaks for him, the way your juices squelch out as his thrust pick up. he couldn’t care less, he wasn’t thinking about how he would have to clean it up later, all he knew was that he wanted to make you do it again, the wet sound like music to his ears.
he makes sure that you’re not too fucked out that you can’t hear him, he’ll make fun of the way you’re moaning and making a mess — “bunny so loud you gotta let ‘em know who’s fuckin’ you right.” “dirty little cunt so wet f’me.”
pervert simon get turned on when you eat phallic shaped objects, a banana, a popsicle, a fucking hot dog — it doesn’t matter. he just imagines how much better you’d look with his cock stuffed in your mouth instead.
he thinks he’s being nonchalant when he stares at you, but it’s so obvious. simon’s glaring down at your lips as you wrap your mouth around the item, watching at the edge of his seat and waiting for you to take it deeper down your throat.
such a perv, he knows it too. if you happen to catch him he’ll straight up turn and look at the blank wall. hoping you don’t look down and catch a glimpse of the erection that strains in his pants.