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Warnings
-smut
-Swearing
-Degrading
-Public sex
-humiliation
-marking
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~Simons pov~
I take a slow drag from my smoke, the bitter taste mingling with the rain-soaked air. I stand in the shadows, concealed from prying eyes, a symphony of droplets on the pavement. The sounds of my comrades' laughter and the clinking of glasses echo through the air, a chorus of revelry at this Task Force 141 gathering.
But as much as I enjoy the occasional beer, I can't stand the suffocating atmosphere of a crowded room filled with drunken bodies. The stench of sweat and the deafening clamor grate against my senses, driving me away from the madness. I prefer the quiet solitude of the shadows, where I can observe and maintain my composure, far removed from the chaos that engulfs the party, my eyes wander, scanning the dark alleyway nearby.
And there, like a beacon in the night, I spot you. Your body exudes an undeniable allure, curves that beg to be explored, softness that hints at a hidden vulnerability. it's rare for me to encounter such a feminine and soft presence, especially being in the military for so long. The desire to claim you, to make you mine, surges within me, overpowering any lingering reservations, taking another puff I made my way closer to you.
"Can I buy you a drink?"
you scoffed and looked away, clearly unimpressed by my presence. I narrowed my eyes, not one to be ignored or dismissed so easily. Leaning in closer, I whispered in your ear, my voice low and commanding, "You think you can just brush me off, luv? Not a chance."
I grabbed your chin roughly, forcing you to meet my gaze. The intensity in my eyes matched the firm grip of my fingers, a clear display of dominance. "You're going to give me your undivided attention, and you're going to do it willingly," I growled, my voice dripping with authority.
your eyes widened, a mix of fear and arousal dancing across your features. it seems I've awoken something inside you. "Yes, sir," you finally muttered, your voice barely audible.
A smirk tugged at the corner of my lips as I released your chin, satisfied with your submission. "you like that, huh?" I said, my tone filled with smug satisfaction. "say yes, and I'll show you how much of a slut you really are"
you nodded your thighs clenched together desperate for friction. "yes"
I smirked, pleased with your response. "Good girl," I purred, my voice laced with delight. I took your hand and led you down the dimly lit alleyway, away from the noise and prying eyes of the party. The rain continued to fall, adding an extra layer of secrecy to our encounter. The wet pavement reflected the dim streetlights, casting an eerie glow on our surroundings.
Stopping in a secluded corner, I pressed you against the cold brick wall, my body towering over yours. The rough texture scraped against your back as I leaned in, my breath hot against your ear. "You're mine now," I whispered, my voice filled with possessiveness. With a swift tug, I pulled your body flush against mine, feeling the heat radiating between us. My hands roamed freely over your curves, squeezing and teasing, marking you as mine. The sound of the rain intensified, a sensual backdrop to our clandestine rendezvous.
I leaned down, capturing your lips in a bruising kiss, my mouth demanding and forceful. My tongue explored the depths of your mouth, dominating and asserting my control. The taste of your submission mingled with the bitter smoke still lingering on my tongue, a heady combination that fueled my desire. As our kiss deepened, my hand slipped beneath your skirt, finding your moist heat. I teased your entrance, fingers grazing against your sensitive flesh, reveling in the way your body trembled in anticipation. "You want me, don't you?" I growled, my voice rough with need.
