Red Rooms I Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader

70. Feelin' Fancy

✨️Smut✨️

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🤘😔Angst😔🤙

“I missed you so fucking much, Simon” you bite into his neck, drawing a low groan out of him as he has his hand wrapped around the metal bars of his bed and thrusts into you forcefully.

He’s been going for 40 minutes already and saw no end coming with you mewling so deliciously into his skin, digging your nails into the hot flesh of his back as you were looking for something to hold onto and keep you in this dimension, as the lieutenant was certainly fucking you into a different one.

“…, ripping me apart, yeah? Like to hurt me?” he growls into your face, eyeing all your desperate features. Your shut eyes, teeth digging into your bottom lip and brows furrowed in pleasure.

“Answer me,” his gruff order eventually makes you open up your teary eyes. With your vision blurry, you could only make out bits of his demanding face before feeling his grip tighten around your cheeks, the sweat dripping off his bare body that is hovering over you. 

The sheer size of it. The way his massive self is all-surrounding. You shut your eyes again at the pleasure of him ramming inside of you before you hear him mutter your name, repeating himself one last time.

“I’m marking you. Y-you’re mine…S-so I mnghhg,” you held back a yelp as his cock hit your sweet spot, making you clench around him even more.

“…, m-mark you.” you finish your sentence.

His strong thumb finds it’s way between your lips, letting you suck on it as your smudged-mascara eyes look up at him in desperation. Sent off into an absolute trance by the look of your cock-drunk self, his thumb hooks into the corner of your mouth, giving him a good look at your extending tongue. His eyes shift upwards to check your eyes for any discomfort. Noting that you’re into this, his eyes focus back onto you offering yourself to him, inviting him to spit into your mouth. He hesitates for a second but happily fulfills your wish as you beg for him with such an endearing whimper that makes it impossible not to.

The way you smiled instantly gets a short high-pitched pant out of him, a sound that is completely new to you but makes space for pure pride inside your heart; Proud that you are the person drawing these foreign sounds out of Simon Riley.

Putting the cherry on top, you whisper a soft “Thank you,” as his hand softly rests on your cheek again, praising you quietly for taking him so well. That smile on his face you love so much sending you off into depths of comfort you never considered possible.

He’s already fucked you through 2 orgasms, what’s left of you is merely a puddle of raw emotions and ecstasy. He could do anything to you right now, and you’d take it.

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Words could not capture all the emotions running through you as you opened the door and saw him standing there after months of not having him around.

You would often spend time in his apartment, since he allowed it and you found comfort there. Like it’s a promise that he will be back, coming through that door any second; and today he finally did. It only took 5 seconds for his mask to land on the floor and your body pinned up against the wall with his hungry lips on yours, the rest being history.