Ghost x Reader || Fanfic|| FEM!READER X GHOST

||Chapter 2: Unwanted Feelings || 🔥

🔥 = Language/Cursing
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Of course, he was taken aback, but took no time in kissing back, wrapping his arms around you as he tilted his head into the growing passionate kiss.

I moaned softly, my hands meeting his cheeks, one of which strokes his cheek bone as we kissed.

"Mm..." A soft growl escaped his lips as he just slightly pulled away, pushing his lips back into your's.

Simon eventually started to bite my lower lip, asking for access, in which I accepted. Letting his tounge prob through my lips and teeth, meeting and rubbing against tounge.

Another soft moan escaped me, not long after he had done so as well. Our tounges fighting for dominance, in which he won of course.

He eventually took it a step further, pressing my back against the nearest wall, his hand near my head as he leant in closer, tilting his head more than before, making his tounge prob deeper into my mouth.

After a while of making out, we finally both pulled away. Our eyes reopening as our passionate gazes met, lusting for one another.

He growled softly, an addon to the groan he let out, leaning into my ear and whispering;

Ghost: "Fuckkk... Your making me want to fuck you here against this wall right now..."

His words made me blush, looking up at him while his mouth was agape, slightly panting at our makeout session in the hallway.

"S-Simon..." I stuttered, "We can't do that... I'm sorry..." I said shyly, turning away while avoiding his needy and lustful gaze.

Ghost, on the other hand was not happy. He wanted to have sex, right there and then.

Ghost: "Why fucking not?" He asked, his hot British tone now stern.

Uh oh.

Ghost: "I fucking want you. I want to fuck you. I want to take your ability to fucking walk."

He growled, his member growing harder from the second, practically showing it's full length through his uniform pants.

My blush became more immense. Now, not only at his words, but the buldge seeping out his pants.

He wanted me, and he wasn't taking no for an answer.

I gulped, looking back at him slowly, seeing the now immense lust in his gaze.

"F-fine... But only if I get a 10 second head start..." I said with a slight shaky tone.

His pupils slightly shrink at my words, in which he backs up. His hands at his sides as he begins counting.

1...

2...

I then started booking it, looking back to see his hungry gaze following me.

I ran, eventually to my quarters, locking the door and stepping back into a corner, covering my quivering mouth.

Simon was a dangerous man alone, so imagine what he could do when he's bricked up, immensely turned on, and horny?

Loud and thumping steps filled the walls beside me.

He was making his way to me. He already knew where I was even if I hadn't't told him.

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He busted through my quarters door, seeing me in the corner with my hand over my mouth.

He walked over to me. It seemed like hours till he made it.

He took me by the wrists and threw me on my bed. His hands reaching for his belt frantically. His gaze hungrier than a starving lion.

Once his belt was off, he gripped my wrists once more. Tying them together Infront of me.

He then started taking both of our clothes off. Leaving us both bare naked, but his mask still on.

"That selfish cunt... Leaving his mask on to not let me see what he looks like..." I thought to myself. Having no time before he flipped me over on my back, him now between my legs.

He lifted his mask up just the slightest, up to the bridge of his nose, his lips just almost making contact with my clit.

He then started to eat me out, licking my clit and sensitive lips while gripping my thighs.

"Mmh..." I whimpered out. His mouth felt like heaven. He was definitely experienced in this, but who am I to complain?

His tounge flicked against my clit as I let out soft moans. My hands trying to break free from the belt restraints, but to no use.

He watched my struggle. His hungry gaze still eyeing me as I looked back down at him.

His head moved downward. Downard to my entrance. Lifting me up slightly to get better eating angles for my entrance.

I let out even softer moans, my back slightly arching. Fuck. I was already getting close to climax?

He definitely saw it coming. My thighs, and abdomen were twitching. He knew my orgasm was coming. And he was gonna choose whether or not I was gonna have it.

He eventually pulled away from my now saliva wet pussy.

"Fuck... He really is an asshole... He didn't even let me come..."

My clit was throbbing. Aching for that release I was so desperate for.

But Simon didn't eat me out, he pushed my legs back, causing them to be at my sides as he gently teased my entrance with his tip.

He grinded against me, taking the time out of it to wipe his mouth with his wrist, pulling back down his skull baclava.

He eventually pushed into me fully, causing me to let out a loud moan. An inch of him still out that I couldn't take.

This fucker was 9 whole as inches. Holy shit.

He gave me a second to get used to his cock, one of the hands pressing my legs back came to my belt tied up hands. Pressing my wrists against the bed.

He then started slowly thrusting, just a tiny bit of skin slapping echoing through the room. Not a whole lot, but not a little either.

He softly groaned, leaning down so his head was close to mine.

Ghost: "Holy fuck... Your tight, baby girl... Didn't expect that shit..."

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