Have fun you horny fucks.
Her apartment was spacious and minimalist, yet Simon wasn't surprised to see a pole in the middle of her bedroom, after all she usef to work as a dancer before.
As much as he denied it months ago, he loved seeing her dance, seeing her body move around the pole with such passion and elegance. He might be a soldier, but he had eyes for arts, other than murder.
In his eyes, she was the artist, and dance was her art. And all he was was a fan.
"Let's watch a movie." Evelynn's words caught his attention, only nodding as a response.
He didn't care about the movie, Simon wasn't a big fan of movies, unless they were horror or action, and he was picky with those as well, but he just wanted to do whatever she wished.
"You can pick the movie." She said, as she turned on the tv.
She opened Netflix, handing him the remote, which he refused.
"You pick, I don't care what I watch."
His arms wrapped around Evelynn's waist, pulling her closer to hin in the bed. She just chuckled, letting her head on his chest, looking mindlessly through the movie list.
She could feel, and hear, his heart pounding against his chest, while he tried to ignore it by running his fingers through her loose hair. She giggled, playing a comedy, only for some background noise. She knew she won't pay attention to it.
"Pff what's so funny?"
"You're playing like a rough guy, but your heart is pounding like crazy."
He looked down to her, only to meet her glaze, feeling like he was about to get lost into her beautiful eyes. His hand moved from her waist up to her face, cupping her cheek, his thumb gently running over her bottom lip.
"You've got no point, honey."
As nervous as he could be, military toughed him up, making him keep his cool and confidence in every single situation. And this was no exception.
His thumb gently pressed against her lips, as his blue eyes stared into hers, making her get the turn to get nervous. Her cheeks caught a light shade of red as she lightly opened her mouth in front of his thumb.
"Good girl."
Simon grabbed her chin, pulling her into a kiss, while, with the hand on her waist, pulled her on top of him. She kissed him back with no hesitation, getting lost into his sweet, yet rough lips.
As they were making out, Simon's hands explored her whole body, getting lost under her shirt, caressing and grabbing her soft skin.
Every single touch sent shivers down her spine and caused her goosebumps, but all it made her was wanting more of his touches.
"Fuck..." She mumbled as Simon's hands reached her butt.
He grabbed her firmly, smirking at her reaction. It was so satisfying, he loved it, he loved everything about her and he was ready to do anything she told him to.
In a blink of an eye she was laid back, Simon kissing all over her neck. His unshaved face scratching her skin lightly, making her let out light mumbles, that Simon couldn't understand, yet enjoyed the sound of it.
His kisses slowly ran down to her chest, Simon only ripping her shirt off, action that made her let out a surprised groan. He ignored it, as he went on with the kisses, worshipping her breasts like there was no tomorrow.
He let wet kisses and light bites around, making sure to leave a few marks on one of her breasts at least, after all, he loved to mark his territory, and Evelynn was his.
"Simon..."
"Yes baby?"
"Hurry up please... I can't wait any longer."
"You're so impatient..."
His hands slit down her body, grabbing the hem of her pants and underwear, pulling them down together and threw them to the side.
His eyes fell on her exposed body, admiring every single curve of it, every imperfection, everything. Everything was perfect for him.
He made sure to get rid of every piece of clothing he had on, exposing his wide shoulders and large arms, covered in countless scars, some bigger than the others. His left arm, from elbow down, was covered in tattoos, multiple drawings together forming a big one as a whole.
She couldn't help herself but touch his body, run hee fingers along his scars and even kiss them. As much as he hated them, as he considered them a sign of his mistakes and failures, she loved them, she found every single one beautiful, a sign of his strength and bravery. Two different mindsets that yet got along perfectly.
His hand slowly brushed against her skin, stopping on her inner thigh, his thumb running up and down her folds, feeling her wetness.
"Oh steaming Jesus... you're so fucking hot..." He said, his voice deep and low, making the girl bite her bottom lip.
He placed himself in-between her thighs, spreading her legs, with his hands, enough for him to fit perfectly, before he slowly slided in, making her gasp.
He waited, gave her time to adjust to his lenghts and thickness, before moving his hips slowly.
The sound of her moans was melody to his ears, and the sight of her naked body before him was art to him. Everything about her was perfect, and he was the lucky man to have her tonight.
"Fuck...fuck me Simon... tonight I want to be yours"
"You're such a whore." He said as his pace got faster. "My little fucking whore."
His hips slammed against her small body, the room filled with the sound of their bodies and Evelynn's moans. Oh the sweet sound of her moans.
"Harder.."
"Beg for it."
His lips curled up into a wide smirk as his movements got slower and softer, teasing the naked girl. Her eyes widened, pressing her lips hardly together.
"P...please. Please fuck me harder Simon."
"Hmm that's a good girl."
Suddenly, his hips slapped against her body, making her let out a loud moan, followed by hard thrusts. The movements made him leg out light groans, as the pleasure filled his body. He haven't feel this good since forever, and he didn't want this to end.
Not anytime soon.
"Fuck, I'm cumming!" She moaned.
Her body was tense, and with every second she felt overwhelmed by Simon and the please he was giving her.
She arched her back and closed her eyes, a loud moan escaping her lips as the pleasure finally overflowed, reaching her orgasm. She started breathing heavily, her body sensitive from the sensation. Thats when he went harder.
He took advantage of her sensibility. He didn't want to stop until she was going to cum at least three times.
And he didn't.
He went on for hours, hours in which his stamina didn't disappoint him, it actually made him glad he went through all the military training and those shitty missions. He focused on her pleasure more than his.
He only allowed himself to cum after she reached her sixth orgasm. He slammed himself inside, cumming. He let out a light moan, covered by Evelynn's.
"Fuck this was... amazing Simon.."
"I'm glad you liked it. Didn't know you were such a whore." He said, kissing her forehead lightly.
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Achroous| a Simon 'Ghost' Riley fanfiction
FanfictionAchroous(adj)= colorless; achromatic content warning: mention of: - addictive substances - blood - trauma - murder, getting quite descriptive - torture, also descriptive - suicide may (and by may I mean will 100%) contain strong language and sexual...