Motion Sickness | Simon Petrikov x Reader

Chapter 11 | Complicated

(This chapter contains light/implied NSFW)

Simon sat alone his room after he got home from driving you home. His mind was racing, his body filled with so many emotions that he couldn't fully process. He stared up at the cieling, sinking into the comfort of his bed as his hands rest on top of his abdomen. He felt so overwhelmed. He didn't know what to do. Simon shifted onto his side, looking at the window next to his bed. The dark curtains gently swayed back and forth against a few books on the windowsill. The more Simon thought about his feelings for you, the quicker he was starting to get frustrated with himself. He wanted to tell you everything he was feeling. He wanted you to know everything on his mind. But, at the same time, the thought of telling you anything of the sort made him feel like puking, passing out, or both at the same time. Not a great combination.

He let out a loud groan to himself, stuffing his face into his pillow. He couldn't stop his thoughts from running wild and out of his control. He thought about your lips on his cup, how he drank from the same place you did. The vision of you plagued his consciousness, your laugh and smile  flooding his mind. He felt embarrassed as if someone was listening in on the thoughts from his brain. He tried to shoo away the thoughts, but it was no use. A new and worse thought would come along, making him panic to himself. Sure, the visions of you smiling and hanging out with him made him feel all fluttery inside, but now his thoughts were starting to morph into something a little more than just how attractive you were to him.

He thought about your arms around him, his hands holding you close as one of them runs through your hair. The thought of you placing kisses on his lips made his heart race and his stomach ache. He thought about placing soft, gentle kisses all over your neck, his teeth sinking into your collar bone as you would let out a soft moan in response to his actions.

He shook his head, sitting up in bed. He held his face in his hands, feeling his hot cheeks in his palms. The harder he tried to push the desires away, they just came back with full force. He wanted his fingers in your hair and his lips on yours. He wanted your body to quiver and tremble in his grasp, he wanted his tongue against your supple skin of your neck. He wanted you, and he wanted you bad.

His thoughts started to trail off into small scenarios, his hand running through his hair. He bit down on his lip as he tugged on his dark locks, his breath hitching as he thought about how you'd sound under him in the privacy of his office, his car, maybe his bedroom. His other hand gripped his leg, digging his nails into his skin.

Fuck. Was he really that desperate?

He suddenly snapped back to reality and laid back down, hitting his head against the headboard by accident. He grunted, rubbing the spot on his head that came into contact with his wooden bed frame. He had a gross feeling in his chest, feeling guilty for thinking about what he did. He didn't mean to, he couldn't control what his mind wanted in the moment. He shifted slightly, noticing slight discomfort in between his legs. He looked down, his chest feeling heavy as he realized the way his body had reacted and responded to his thoughts and desires. He sighed, disappointed in himself. There weren't many other options for him at this point, and he didn't feel like sitting in the discomfort of the issue in his boxers for the rest of the night.

His hand slowly drifted down his body, his fingers gently pulling down the waistband of his boxers.

A guilty sigh left his lips, a gasp catching in his throat.

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You were brushing your teeth as you were getting ready for bed. You reflected on your day, thinking of how emotionally draining it was. But hey, you got to spend a lot of it with Simon as you made some more personal connections with him. You really loved spending time with him as much as possible. It helped with everything else you had going on and served as a distraction from the negative in your life.