"Too late, mutt." He said, and with that he picked me up off the bed.
I was still a little wobbly, but he held me tightly in his arms so I wouldn't fall.
He slammed me against a wall and his arms went to my neck, somewhat choking me as I squirmed, trying to get out.
"What makes you think that you can be a brat towards me?" He growled out, his belt off by now.
I couldn't say anything because of his hands around my neck. He let go slightly so I could take shallow breaths before tightening his hands again.
"If you ask nicely, I might consider letting you go." He commented
"Fuck you.." I managed to say.
His hands tightening even more around my neck as he made me look at him.
"Did you forget who's in charge?" He said in a low and menacing tone.
After a few more seconds of his hands gripped on my neck, he didn't soften it so I could breathe. I felt like I was gonna pass out because of him. What a bitch.
My hands went around his, trying to get him to stop, but he didn't. A few more seconds later, I used my last words.
"Please.." I sounded helpless and no longer had the attitude.
His hands softened so I could breathe slightly.
"Please what?" He asked, a smirk that showed on his eyes.
"Let me go.. please." I begged him.
"Was that a demand or a request?" He questioned me, letting me breathe, but still not letting go.
"Request.." I pleaded.
"Good girl.. and say my name, won't you?" He replied.
He let go slightly more.
"Please Simon.." I begged once more.
He chuckled at me as he let me go from his grip. He knew that he had power over me.
When I got out of his grip I sat down on the bed, my legs spread.
"Your a real prick, you know." I swallowed hard after saying that.
"Who said that I was done?" He said with a mischievous grin.
With that, he got down on his knees right next to me, his hands laying on my thighs as I stared at him with disbelief.
"Simon what the fuck?" I whispered to him.
"Hm?" He acted like it was normal for him.
He started to take off the jeans I was wearing and I didn't try to stop him, I still had my underwear on, but he lifted the lower part of his mask up and kissed my thighs.
My mouth was slightly agape as I stared at him do this, he looked up at me and saw that. He could feel me tense up.
He chuckled as he put his mask back on. He soon got up and crossed his arms, towering over me.
"Are you fucking serious?" I said, in more disbelief that he wasn't continuing.
"What?" He asked innocently.
"Your just gonna do that and leave me off like this?" I said as my attitude started to get back a little.
"Yep." He chuckled as he sat down on the bed.
"Fucking tease." I grumbled as I put my pants back on and laid in bed.
I didn't really know how to feel about Simon honestly. He was nice then rude, it felt like he was toying with my feelings. He was acting like an asshole.
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Simon "Ghost" Riley
FanfictionYour his partner on task force 141, always found together on missions.