Time machine, Fear street

His - Simon Kalivoda

Pronouns: she/they
Simon x Reader
SMUT WARNING⚠️⚠️
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Y/n's Pov

His.

I was his. His and only his.

His best friend.

His lover.

His fucktoy.

His.

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He hung his arm around my shoulders as we talked too our friend in the hallway filled with loud teenagers.

Simon lead down and whispered in my ear, "You're so pretty. I can't believe you're mine." My face flushed red. Kate looked at me, I didn't notice. I was too busy staring at the floor, desperately trying to hide my red face.

"What did you say too her now Simon?" Kate huffed. "Nothing" the blonde said with a smile. "Then why is she redder than a tomato?" Kate wasn't buying it. I hid my face in my hands.

"Don't worry Katie. It wasn't anything bad. I only say those kind of things when we're alone." I hid my face deeper into my hands, elbowing Simon in the ribs.

He laughed. Deena and Kate rolled their eyes. The bell rang and I quickly ran too class.

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Finally, I made it home.

I change into comfortable shorts and a tank top.

My home phone rang. Since my mom wasn't home, I had to answer it. I pick up the phone. "Hello?"

"Hey pretty girl." Simon. I giggle. "Hi Simon." I smile. "Can I come over?" The boy asked. "Yea-" I was cut off by Simon hanging up on me. Rude.

Within 5 minutes I heard a knock on my door. I open the door. Simon.

"Heyyy baby" I laugh. He walks in my house, hugging me instantly, grabbing my ass in the hug. I laugh.

He looks down at me. "You know how fucking sexy you are?" I look up at him. "Answer the questionnnn." He gives me that amazing smile of his. I shake my head no. He leans down, "so fucking sexy.....Unbelievably. Sexy." He whispers in my ear. I blush at his comment, speechless.

He picks me up from the back of my thighs, carrying me into my bedroom. He lays me on my bed. He hovers over me. I stare at the beautiful man infront of me. I place my hand on his shoulder, brushing a strand of his hair out of his face with my other.

He puts his face in my neck, placing delicate kisses. I lean my head to the side, giving him more room to place his lips.

He beings sucking on a certain spot on my neck. I whimper softly and shut my eyes as he continues sucking on my sweet spot. "You're mine." He places a gentle kiss on my earlobe. "All yours." I say softly. He smiles.

He tugs on my shirt, "can I?" He asks. I nod. "Words darling." "Y-yes." I open my eyes, looking down at his hands. He gently takes of my tank top. His rings glide against my warm skin. I shiver at the feeling of cold metal against my skin.

He glides his hands against my torso gently, reaching my shorts. He looks me in the eye as he put two fingers on each side of my shorts. "Please." He slowly takes off my shorts. His hands run up the sides of my thighs to my waist. He slowly rubs my waist.

The cold feeling of this rings making goosebumps appear everywhere on my body. He smiles. "You are.....so beautiful y/n."

He places gentle kisses on my stomach, up too my chest. My breathing heavys. He unhooks my bra. I take off the bra myself, tossing it on the floor. He chuckles at the action. "Eagered, are we?" "Simon." He kisses my collarbone. "Sorry" he laughs against my chest.

I grip his hair. I groan as he leave a hickey on my chest. He stops. He sits on his knees, taking off his shirt and pants. He takes both of my wrist in his hand and pins them against the headboard. His knee in between my thighs.

He runs his hand down the middle of my stomach. I arch my back. He places his hand on my lower back, biting back a smile as he watching me unfold under his touch.

"Such a pretty girl..." he slowly looks me up and down, sizing me up. My panties are damp. He grinds his knee against me. I moan at the feeling. "Wet already?" This man just loves teasing me, doesn't he?

"Please..simon.." i beg him. "What? What do you want baby? Tell me." "Please, please just fuck me.." I'm very blunet with what I want just because I want it now.

He laughs Slightly at my response. He let's go of my wrists. He takes off my panties and adds them to the pile of clothes. He takes off his boxers.

He lines up his dick with my entrance. He pins my wrists as they were before, placing his other on my waist. He slowly pushes himself in. I moan, throwing my head back against the pillow.

He pushes himself deeper inside of me, his grip tighten around my waist. His rings leaving an indent in my skin. The coldness of the rings burn my skin.

He started off slow, his pace kept steady, rocking in and out of me softly. I moaned as he slowly picked up his pace.

Simon groaned softly in my ear as he trusted in and out of me. He let go of my pinned wrists and gripped the other side of my waist.

My jaw hung open, letting out pornographic moans. He placed his hand just under my belly button, feeling himself thrusting in and out of me.

Simon kisses me. The kiss was passionate. Full of desperation and need. I pull Simon close, placing my hands on his shoulders.

I wrap my legs around his hips, pulling him closer than ever. In this position, He was able to thrust deeper into me, driving me insane.

I was a moaning mess. He continued to rock in and out of me in a fast pace, letting out a few groans here and there. He began sucking on my collarbone, adding to the feeling of euphoria I was experiencing.

My legs unhook themselves from Simon's hip as the pleasure became too much to handle. That gave Simon the freedom to fuck me harder. His forehead connected to mine.

"I'm gonna-" I cut him off by saying, "me too.." he smiled as he quickened his pace, hitting just the right spots. My moans grew louder as my orgasam neared. Simon moaned loudly in my ear, which only made me cum sooner.

"Holy shit- holy fucking shit-" he thrusted one last time before me both came together. Simon grip on my waist falls as does he. He falls on my chest, taking himself out of me.

We both take a minute to let ourselves catch our breaths.

I play with Simon's hair as I stare up at the ceiling, smiling about what just happened.

Simon opens the bedside table drawer and grabs the baby wipes. He cleans himself and I up. He slids on his boxers and gets up too do God know what.

I wrap myself in my sheets. Simon come back with a clean pare of panties, a bra, and one of his sweaters that he left here. I change into them quickly and hop back into bed and cuddle into Simon.

"You're mine....okay?"

"Yes Simon, I'm all yours." I giggle.

"I love you n/n.."

"I love you too Simon."

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