The Hidden Stash

Ghost | Bound

REQUESTED by Max_i23
Contains: Bottom!Reader, bondage, breeding kink, size difference, masochism, rough sex
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A free day. A day in which happens rarely with you and Simon because of your clashing schedules. And a day in which you've been planning for for a long time.

You hop out of bed and rush out of your room towards a closet at the end of the hall. Yes, a closet. Having no where else to put these items, you hide them behind some canned food in hopes he wouldn't find them.

The items look undisturbed so you internally sigh in relief before grabbing them and rushing back to your room. Simon is sleeping in a different room since he usually wakes up later than you to go to work, and you didn't want to bother him when you had to get up and get ready. It was better for the both of you. But relationship wise, it was kind of straining.

You both never really saw each other because of your work schedules. You having a day job and him having a night job. But you both love each other dearly and make do with what you got.

Once you head into your room, you place the items down on your bed and start working. The items consist of some rope, lube, candles, and aged wine. It wasn't much, but it did the job.

You place the candles on the side table and other surfaces so it would light up the room in a dim glow. Your bed had canopy, so you replaced them with more translucent looking ones to set the vibe. The lube was placed in its designated spot inside your bedside table and the rope was securely placed on the edges of your bed, tied in scaffold knots to which you measured and made sure you'd have limited movement.

The aged wine, of many many years, sat on your bedside table with two wine glasses beside it. Then you change your LEDs to a more darker tone, between red and orange with the lighting lowered so it was blaring. After that, and adding a few other special touches, you stand by your door and look at it with satisfaction. "Simon's gonna think this is so cheesy... it's perfect!" You whisper to yourself, a sly smile on your face— Simon loves cheesy.

"Y/n?" Simon's gruff voice interrupts your thoughts and a squeak escapes your mouth, jumping up and swiveling around to meet his eyes. He clearly just woke up, his hair is messy and he's not wearing a shirt as per usual.

"Aw man... you weren't supposed to be awake yet." You say once your heart calms down. Simon opens the door fully and looks at your room's new look.

"Look's nice. What's it for?" His eyes land on the bottle of wine and the glasses on your side table and his eyebrow quirks up.

"Well..." You think for a moment, not really knowing how to respond. "It's.. for you. I thought, since we had the chance, we should use this day to the fullest. So I suppose, it's an invitation of sorts."

His eyes meet yours, "An invitation?" He says lowly while his arms wrap around you. He hums, "Then I accept." Simon says, bringing you into a kiss and squeezing your butt.

His hands roam your body gently, as if he's touching a masterpiece and hoping not to break it. You wrap your arms around his neck and deepen the kiss, your bodies leaving no room for air as you both devour each other like animals. His hands go between your thighs, an indication for you to jump. You do so and wrap your legs around his waist, Simon now holding you by your butt and taking you to the bed.

The kiss seemed never ending, both of you refusing to let go even as he lays you down on the bed. But eventually both of you need air so your lover breaks the kiss and admires your flushed cheeks and lust filled eyes. Simon notices the ropes and a deep chuckle escapes his lips, "Rope, hm? I didn't know you were into bondage." His hands tug at your pants, you lift your butt and he pulls them off and tosses them somewhere in the room.