Crazy Over You ~ Simon Ghost Riley x Reader

23. crazy over you*

A/N - ⚠️⚠️

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You wake up furious, anger coming back to you. You get up, get dressed, and stomp your way to the training room to meet him. As you were walking, you scoff, you were so angry you forgot to eat breakfast. 

You walk into the room to see him standing in the ring. You walk into the ring, glaring at the man in front of you. "What?"

"Take it out on me, babydoll. Don't hold back," he grinned under his balaclava, tilting his head, speaking with a venomous tone.

Babydoll? This new nickname pissed you off, too.

"Don't worry asshole," you smirk back. "I'm going to make it hurt."

His arms open, welcoming you as you stride to him in a fit of rage, tackling him with everything you got. You knock him down, maneuver on top of him and knee him in his ribcage, punch him in his chest and groin. It's weird that he's not fighting back right now, but even then, he deserves to know how angry you are, you push him up and over, get behind him and choke him until he yields. You choke him as hard as you can. Harder than how he choked you last night.

He struggles to breathe and move as you're locked around him, to your surprise, he does yield.

He catches his breath and stands up. "Alright... Round two..."

"Are you sure, Lieutenant?"

"Mm... Don't get too cocky now, I let you win that one..."

You roll your eyes, "The fuck ever..." Though, it was true. If this next round he fought back, you were still determined to beat him.

And you did. You punched his jaw, you got him in an arm bar, but you bested him by pinning him, similar to how he pinned you during evals. Your ego was rising as you finally got the best of him, for now. You hope he's hurting, even though he doesn't show it. This isn't really how you planned your revenge, seeing as he's the one who arranged this... meeting. 

He panted, out of breath. "One more..."

"Whatever," you shrugged.

During a struggle, this time he pinned you, holding your wrists above your head. You squinted at him as your struggled proved useless in this position with his full weight on you. 

"You're really that mad at me, y/n?" he spoke softly this time.

You scoff, "Yeah, no shit."

"Think I used you?"

"You did."

"Elaborate."

You struggled further, getting your leg out of under his and kneed him, but he soon gathered your leg back under his. His grip tightened, both of his legs squeezed your frame, and his hands squeezed your wrists.

You wince in pain, but soon quipped. "If I recall correctly, we had sex, I got shot, then you called it quits and called it a liability. You threw me out easily, sir. You didn't visit me besides breaking it off, and you've ignored me for a month. And we just had sex the night before that mission! Tell me how it at least didn't seem like you were using me. Because I sure felt used."

He nodded as he was listening before you finished, waiting for an answer.

"Your pain... distracted me, darlin'."

"Right, instead of-"

He shushed you. "Mm-mm. Stop runnin' that pretty little mouth and look at me."

You roll your eyes but obey impatiently.