Sleeping With The Enemy - Simon's POV (TWD Simon fanfic)

Double Fucking Standards

Once dinner was over, I headed to my room without really speaking to anyone. I was a pissy, jealous mess and I hated it. 

I couldn't sleep, the events of the day running through my head, the hundred possibilities of what was going on with Y/N and Dwight or Negan were consuming me. I tossed and turned but it was no good, I just couldn't switch off.

Out of the blue I heard a light nap on my door, I thought I could have been imagining it, but I got up to check anyway.

I opened the door to reveal Y/N. She was stood there in sexy black silky pyjamas that clung to her incredible figure, the shorts allowing my eyes to dance over her legs and the top making me catch my breath at the amount of flesh on show. I opened the door wider and met her eyes, that was when I realised she was gazing at me in the same way, I was just as exposed, if not more so in only my boxers.

She quickly looked away blushing when she realised I'd caught her staring.

"see something you like?" I teased, she bit her lip and met my gaze,

"maybe" she replied, gazing at me hungrily, "you gonna let me in?"

"that depends" I said seriously "you gonna tell me whats going on between you and your new boy toy?" she frowned,

"Boy toy?" she asked confused, then it clicked "Simon please tell me you're not talking about Dwight" she groaned, resting her hands on her hips.

"well you two looked very cosy sweetheart" I exclaimed crossing my arms, suddenly feeling like a jealous idiot for asking.

"is someone jealous?" she teased stepping closer to me and tilting her head up towards my face, my breathing was heavy now, pupils dilating as I scanned her face.

"don't flatter yourself little darling" I whispered "I don't get jealous" I didn't until her anyway.

"why don't you let me in and I will tell you how wrong you are" she whispered, standing on her tiptoes and pecking my lips lightly. I groaned in the back of my throat and held the door open for you to walk past, Jesus Christ her words turned me something rotten.

I closed the door and leant against it, watching as she walked around my room, taking in his surroundings, but really all I was focusing on was the way her pyjamas emphasised the shape of her arse as she walked. She glanced back catching me staring. She looked like she was about to call me out on it when something caught her eye, on the shelf beside the door, perched between two books was a very familiar plastic doll. I followed her gaze and chuckled.

"couldn't leave him behind could we" I said stalking towards her, I'd picked it up whilst she was saying goodbye to her friends at Hilltop and stashed it until now. She just smiled wide, getting a glimpse of my soft side. I reached out, hands gripping the waist band of her shorts, pulling her towards me, her hands immediately found my bare chest, tracing the outline of my muscles with her finger tips. I sighed and closed my eyes as a shiver ran through my body, she smirked, pleased with herself that she could affect me that way.

"Why would I want a boy toy" she whispered looking up at me and moving one hand to stroke my cheek, running a thumb along my moustache, "When what I really crave is this action man right in front of me?" I smiled and pulled her closer, making her gasp as she felt my erection against her thigh at the same time as my lips possessed hers. I felt fireworks everywhere, the passion between us was undeniable. She wrapped her arms around my neck as I found her thighs and lifted her, wrapping them around my waist. She moaned into the kiss as I pushed myself harder against her, biting my lip as you did. That sent me wild and I let out a moan, I walked her over to the bed, breaking the kiss to lay her down gently. Before crawling on top of her, hands either side of her head, groin pressed against hers, causing her to squirm with pleasure. I lent down and kissed her gently, before leaving a trail of kisses down her neck and back up towards her ear, nibbling the lobe slightly.

"oh Simon" she moaned

"Yes baby?" I whispered grinding against her, making us both catch our breath  "Tell me what you want" I purred nibbling her neck.

Just as she was about to confess her deepest desires there was a knock at the door. We both froze. Not now! I though but stood up and took her hand pulling her to her feet before nudging her in the direction of the bathroom. She understood that I wanted her to hide, and seemed relieved, she obviously didn't want anyone to see us together just yet either. I pulled on a blue t-shirt, smoothed out my hair slightly, although it still looked as wild as ever, and made my way to the door, winking at her just before she pulled the bathroom door to. 

I opened the door and stood there with a grin on her face was Sherrie,

"What are you doing here?" I asked exasperated, she was the last person I wanted Y/N to see at my door, she just giggled. 

"Negan doesn't want to play" she wined, pouting "and I love the way you make me feel" I cringed knowing Y/N would be able to hear every word. 

"Sherrie go back to your room" I told her. Hoping she would realise how disinterested I was and leave quickly, 

"Simon I need you" she wined "I know you want me" I forgot he wasn't one to take no for an answer.

"Bye Sherrie" I told her, showing no emotion. That seemed to do the trick as she huffed and then stomped off down the hall in her stilettos. Just as I was about to open the bathroom door to let her out she barged through it without even looking at me, straight to the door to leave. She hadn't even turned the handle before I had my hands pressed against the wood preventing her from leaving. She refused to turn and face me.

"Are you mad?" I asked, shocked at her sudden desire to leave

"Let me go Simon" she commanded,

"Not until you talk to me" I pleaded, she turned and faced me, eyes filled with hurt and rage, I looked back at her in shock, I was not expecting to see those emotions.

"How dare you avoid me and call me out over just talking to Dwight when you have been fucking her!" she hissed

"Are you being serious right now" I asked annoyed, "You saying just because we flirted a little I should have remained celibate" I had slept with Sherrie before we even kissed! She had been all over Dwight and Negan all day.

"I'm not saying that" she snapped "but you cant get annoyed at me for holding hands with Craig at Hilltop and sitting with Dwight and then expect me to roll over when a girl turns up at your door, its double fucking standards"

"You're being fucking psychotic sweetheart" I sighed, I didn't realise she had noticed my jealousy back at Hilltop.

"No Simon I'm having some self respect" she sighed "now please let me leave, if you're quick you might be able to catch up with Sherrie and still get laid" I removed my hand form the door knowing I wasn't going to win the argument tonight. But then I processed what she had said and smirked,

"so I was gonna get laid?" I asked smirking as I allowed her to open the door, she rolled her eyes at me as she stormed out, slamming the door behind her. I chuckled to myself and smiled, she wouldn't get that wound up if she wasn't feeling the same sort of things I was feeling. That made me happy.

Tonight might not have gone to plan, but I wasn't going to give up on us just yet.

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